Feels Like the First Time… Sapphic Edition by melanieatplay
Discover the thrilling allure of first love in 'Feels Like the First Time... Sapphic Edition' by melanieatplay. This captivating erotic story explores passion, intimacy, and the exhilarating connections between women. Dive into a world of desire and emotion that will leave you breathless. Read now for your next favorite sapphic romance!<br/>
Simply put… My first time with a woman. , “Maybe it’s not such a bad thing, Mel. I mean… I’ve talked to Lisa and she told me that she has a real problem with John’s size and… you know… when they do it, it’s actually painful for her.”
I gave my best friend Alyssa a soft smile and then took a sip of my Diet Coke. It was Saturday night and we had just come back to my house from seeing a movie.
“Well, I definitely don’t have that problem.”
We exchanged knowing grins and she spoke again.
“It just doesn’t make sense. I mean, he’s so big in every other way, you would think that part of him would just be proportional to the rest of him.”
“Well if that were true, he’d probably be dragging the ground.”
She giggled between bites of her pizza.
She was right, though, my boyfriend Michael was a behemoth. The starting middle linebacker of our high school’s football team was 6’2” and well over 220 pounds. He had everything going for him: He was a senior, incredibly popular, and it was widely known that college scouts had already been to our school’s football games to watch him play.
“You could always… you know… break up with him I guess.”
“You’d break up with a guy just because he’s… small?”
“I didn’t say that. I just meant it’s an option.”
Michael treated me wonderfully. He picked me up and drove me to school and took me home before he went to football practice. He introduced me to all of his friends and always took me out on the weekends. It made me feel guilty to even consider breaking up with him because he had a small penis.
“It would be different if he was cheating on me, or somehow treating me badly, but he’s a great guy and really sweet.”
“Also, he’s a senior, and two years older than us, and being his boyfriend does do quite a bit for your popularity.”
Alyssa never did mince words.
“Well, there is that.”
We exchanged knowing smiles.
“So sex with Mike isn’t that great then?”
“Well he does… other stuff… to make up for his… shortcomings.”
Alyssa smiled.
“Maybe you could get him to teach Andy some of his tricks.”
Andy was Alyssa’s boyfriend and even though she was happy with his size, he refused to go down on her because he thought it was gross and that really upset her.
“I’ll make sure Mike signs Andy up for his ‘Muff Diving 101 Course’ the next time I see him.”
We both burst out laughing again.
“So you haven’t been able to… you know… have one during sex?” She asked.
“No. But when he goes down on me, it’s pretty easy then.”
“So, you just fake it?”
“Yeah, I don’t want to hurt his feelings.”
“He must be really small then.”
“You can’t churn butter with a toothpick.”
We both giggled until we heard the front door open. My parents were having a romantic weekend getaway in Santa Barbara, and that meant it could only be one other person coming through the door.
“Brace yourself, hurricane Jim is about to strike.”
“Hey, I heard that,” my brother’s voice boomed from the living room.
“You sound drunk, please tell me that you weren’t driving,” I said apprehensively.
“I am drunk, but there’s no way I’d waste my own gas and drive, that’s what Monica’s for.”
I rolled my eyes just as Alyssa’s mouth dropped open. She was still getting used to the spectacle that was my older brother. He walked right past us and wiped his index and middle fingers on the shoulder of my blouse as he went into the kitchen.
“You better have saved me some of that pizza,” he said, in a booming-drunk voice from inside the refrigerator.
“We did, and what did you just wipe on me?” I asked while observing the clear looking liquid that had now soiled my new blouse.
He put the half empty pizza box on the dining room table along with one of my dad’s beers and slid his chair up against Alyssa’s.
“That would be Monica.”
Alyssa and I both gasped.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I said in utter disgust.
“No, I’m not. I thought of washing my hands, but I needed a dramatic entrance.”
The ‘two finger wipe’ was a classic move from the days of my older brothers. To flaunt their sexual prowess of ‘freshly fingering’ a girl, they would often wipe the proof on each other’s clothes, or force one another to smell their fingers.
Fortunately, my oldest brothers Todd and Scott had both moved out of the house several years earlier and now I was the only remaining sibling left to endure this torment.
“You’re disgusting, and you didn’t have to do that while one of my friends are over.”
“Alyssa’s like family and I know she didn’t mind,” he said while flashing her his handsome smile.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, Alyssa was actually swooning, despite his repulsive behavior. He just had that effect on women and no matter what type of repugnant behavior he displayed, they just couldn’t seem to get enough of him.
“You could be more respectful, though, Jim,” Alyssa said after she had somewhat composed herself.
“Oh, Melanie didn’t mind. And truth be told, she thought it was sexy.”
“The hell I did, Mom just bought me this blouse.”
“Oh calm down, you know she’ll buy you another one.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Let’s change the subject, Alyssa, so Melanie will settle herself down. What movie did you see?”
“We saw ‘Old School’,” Alyssa said while batting her long eyelashes at my brother, “It was really funny.”
“I saw it last weekend and I really loved it. You know, if you wanted to see it again, Alyssa, I could take you tomorrow night.”
“She has a boyfriend, Jim.” I interrupted.
“I know she does, but he’s only a sophomore and she’d probably like to spend some time with someone who’s older and more… experienced.”
At this point, Alyssa was blushing again and appeared to be unable to form words due to my brother’s smooth diatribe so I had to step in and assist her.
“Yeah, Alyssa will take one case of the clap along with her popcorn for your big date night.”
Jim shot me a dirty look.
“You know that was bullshit, Melanie. Tina was just trying to get back at me by starting that rumor.”
“Yeah, because you slept with her best friend.”
Jim was right and I knew he never had an STD. I couldn’t help myself, though, it was low hanging fruit and an easy way to get under his skin, especially in front of Alyssa who he obviously had a thing for. Furthermore, it was also true that he had cheated on Tina and part of me didn’t blame her for starting that ugly lie about him. Tina really loved my brother and he treated her like shit for the majority of the time they were together.
“Some women just don’t know how to share a good thing, but I know Alyssa’s not like that, are you honey?” He said while rubbing her thigh under the table.
“You’re drunk Jim, why don’t you just go to bed.”
“I will if Alyssa tucks me in.”
“Why don’t you text Monica and ask her to tuck you in, she’s at your beck and call anyway.”
“I would, but she’s a screamer and it would just keep you both up all night. See, who said I wasn’t considerate?”
I shook my head and took another sip of my Diet Coke. I loved my brother, but sometimes he was beyond help.
“You’re just projecting all of that sexual frustration onto me Melanie because your boyfriend doesn’t have the proper ‘equipment’ to take care of you.”