Did any girls admit to you they had experimented sexually with other girls?

[Samurai]

A bisexual friend of my wife had an open crush on her for months. My wife toyed with the idea (and I encouraged her), but she wasn't really into it. One night she let the gal make out with her for a bit, but my wife claimed she couldn't get into it and she knocked it off pretty quickly.

Months later when I was out of town, my wife was hanging out with another female friend (I'll call her Audrey) and Audrey's on-again/off-again boyfriend. Basically Audrey was pathetic in love with the guy and he used her for casual sex. They all started playing strip poker, Audrey ended up topless, but my wife stopped when it looked like her shirt might have to be next.

Audrey knew the boyfriend was turned on and she was so desperate to keep things going she began making out with my wife. Again, my wife said she wasn't really keen on it, but she figured she'd let it go to second base to have story to tell me later. Problem was the idiot boyfriend got down with them and tried to kiss my wife. She immediately got up and left.

I've tried to drop hints and encourage her to do something like that again (absent a stupid other guy) but she's says she's done with the whole thing and is sure she isn't into girls. Oh well.

[drew328]

My ex from 20-odd years ago admitted to me that she experimented when she was younger (with a friend and a cousin). She also, after our breakup, opened up her inhibitions and kind of went bi for a while, including, supposedly, a FFM threesome with her current boyfriend/husband. I missed out, though, as she seemed pretty repressed about the whole thing when we were together, and very self-conscious of herself. There was a missed opportunity for me in that one of her friends, my GF, and I were painting, and her friend changed in our presence, went down to her undies, then back into some other pants. Had I known my GF had those tendencies earlier, I might have made a push that day...

[fenland]

My ex went to a boarding school and told me she and a friend experimented with kissing and playing with each others tits. They sucked on nipples but although my ex wanted to go further her friend wouldn't. One night her dorm had a fire alarm practise, my ex as she puts it was having a very intimate conversation with a long handled back brush in the bath. Head nearly under the water and hips pushed upwards she was shocked and embarrassed when the dorm matron appeared telling her the alarm was going off!
One weekend when most had gone home but my ex stayed the matron appeared in her room and whispered something about being her back brush! The matron kissed her and began feeling under her nightie. Kissing and sucking on her tits while her fingers were buried deep inside her pussy she soon had my ex cumming, her first time ever by another hand. Whilst talking one day after the event my ex reassured the matron that she haden't minded at all, and found herself hinting at “going down” she says she went bright red. Next time in her room the matron removed her nightie and after a bit of kissing she moved down between her legs. She came on her tongue then again with tongue and fingers, then they kissed and cuddled before my ex tried her first time at eating pussy. When the matron had left my ex went to the bathroom and coming back into her small room she had to open the window as the smell of pussy was obvious in the room!

[DevinnLaneLover]

I know this is an old thread, but I'll add to it: I've had a number of female friends in my life and they'll all admitted to trying it at least once (some twice) or they were officially bisexual. I was lucky enough to hear a few good stories from most of them which was pretty awesome (although when hearing them I had to pretend to be "cool" while internally my mind was going into overdrive thinking about it). One thing that was interesting to learn was they all loved big boobs, so it's not just guys who love them.

One fun story I heard:

One of my friends I knew years ago is bi and she was open about it with her friends because she felt like she didn't want to hide that part of herself. She had a friend who she hadn't seen in about two years or so who she knew was straight. Her friend had a child about a year or so before they started talking again and her friend invited her over for them to catch up and for my friend to meet her child. While they were talking, my friend came out to her and told her she was bi - she wanted her friend to know and her friend was very accepting of it. So they planned to meet up.

Eventually my friend made it over there and they spent a few hours catching up and once the child was put to bed for the night they decided to have a few drinks and toke up. After having done so, my friend said her friend got very touchy. At first she did not think too much about it but eventually the touching got more intense. Her friend started running her hands along her inner thighs and eventually started sliding her hand across my friend's crotch.

My friend was quite surprised by all of this because as far as she knew her pal was straight. My friend was quite turned on and wanted to go for it but wasn't sure if the girl was actually into it or if it was just the booze and pot making her go overboard. So she flat out asked her "Are you sure about this? Do you know what you are doing?" Her friend said yes and then they were all over each other.

My friend was able to taste her breast milk (she enjoyed it) and after a while of going down on each other, her friend got up and said she would be back in a moment. When she came back, she got another shock because her friend returned with a double sided dildo for them to use. They used it for a while (my friend said it didn't do much for her overall) and then got back to eating each other.

It turns out her friend had been bisexual but never admitted it to anyone. Once my friend came out to her, it was the opening she wanted.

They only did it once but remained friends afterwards though.

[I_am_your_father]

Oh hell yes.

A good few years ago I had a friend Anja from one of the Baltic states who gave me a few benefits on the sexual front in return for help her with all the forms that she had to complete to allow her to stay in the UK.

After enjoying an evening with her we were sat in her lounge drinking a cup of coffee when her friend Magda came in from work, after making herself a coffee she joined us, with Anja sprawled across me wearing just a thin dressing gown Magda commented that we had clearly had a good time and she was sad that she had missed out.

At this point my coffee was nearly sprayed across the room as I couldn't believe what Magda had said.

Have I missed out on a threesome I asked, no replied Anja she is just teasing you, then she laughed at my sad face, but we did have a foursome once we were very drunk weren't we.

Very drunk replied Magda.

How long have you known each other I asked, since school replied Magda, we have been friends for years, has Anja told you about how we taught each other sex, our version of sex education, shut up laughed Anja.

No, laughed Magda, we were 14, not long after my birthday and we were walking through the woods when we heard strange noises, as we got closer there was this man and woman having sex, we stood there looking at them through the bushes and I got rather excited and ended up squeezing my tits and put my hand between my legs, Anja looked at me in complete amazement so I moved my hand and rubbed her tits, she didn't stop me but held me and we just went from there.

The couple eventually stopped and just lay there by this time my hand was in Anja's knickers and her hand in mine. when we got back to my place everyone was out so we went up to my room, undressed each other and carried on from where we were in the woods, it was lovely. And still is today.

With that Magda stood up, walked over to Anja, lifted her up, eased off her dressing gown, kissed her and taking her hand said come on bed time, looked at me and told me to let myself out.

[martin1512]

Sarah, my ex, was very openly bisexual when we met and was way past "experimenting".

[NAB777]

One ex of mine considered herself straight, but she told me that a bisexual friend of hers came over for dinner, and wound up with her face between my ex's legs.

She also promised me a threesome if we were still together after a year, but after 3 months, I just couldn't stay with her any longer. Yes, she was THAT annoying.

[MrGrimsdale]

At uni in the late 80's I lived in a privately run hall of residence. Basically much like the uni-run halls, but more relaxed. Mixed genders & fewer rules. I had a computer, printer, nice stereo & music collection and good connections for weed & pharmaceuticals, so folks would stop by my room a lot to score & chill or use the computer for typing-up bits of work. Over time, pretty much every night my room became a bit of a hangout for friends, other residents, their friends etc. With all that and the steady turnover of different kids moving in & out of the halls, I used to meet a lot of girls.
Didn't really do girlfriends at the time, but was casually fucking a girl called Sian who lived down the hall. She was quite nice looking, no stunning beauty but cool & cute and good fun. She was attractive & feminine with a nice curvaceous body but made little to no effort to be "girly". Minimal makeup, super-casual dress - jeans/trainers & rugby tops or sweatshirts... The type of girl guys would notice & appreciate, but not necessarily flock to. She was also known to enjoy the occasional one-night stand with zero hangups. Not to any crazy extent, but it was generally known that she liked to fuck. On returning to halls after a night out or, more commonly, a group of us hanging out & getting high in my room, Sian and I would often just end up spending the night together.
OK, I'm aware this next part probably sounds like "Readers Letters" but I swear every word is perfectly true... anyway...
In terms of background, Sian and I could scarcely have been more different. I'm a state-school city kid who pretty much grew up on the streets in a shithole town without a pot to piss in. By contrast Sian's parents were middle class and moderately wealthy. They weren't the Rockefellers, and she definitely wasn't posh or stuck-up, but she came from a nice home with money in a well-to-do area (ironically just a stone's throw from where I now live).
Maybe that difference was part of the attraction I don't know, but a strong part of my memories are that when we talked about our backgrounds it was like we were from different planets. She had come from a private all-girls convent boarding school. I had no idea such places even still existed, but absolutely they did & likely still do (her time there would have been late 70's-80's). Her descriptions of life there were just as you would imagine. Nuns everywhere, strict prehistoric disciplinary regime, mandatory daily bible-based-brainwashing, and a couple of hundred teenage girls crammed like sardines into totally unsuitable draughty old stone church buildings with zero privacy or personal space and communal everything.
According to Sian, literally every girl in the place was coupled-up for the duration of her time there. It was like an un-written rule. Partners would change, relationships would come and go, but to be single was weird and would put you in a tiny minority, excluded from all non-formal aspects of life there. The way she described it, it was as much for simple practical expediency as anything else. Couples would bunk together, share stuff, share storage and living space, share chores & errands. Sharing a bed meant shared warmth, as well as one less bed to make up the next morning.
Clearly there was sexual experimentation. How could there not be. But according to Sian it was absolutely rife. Everyone at it constantly with everyone else regardless of any underlying feelings or urges or anything else. It was a case of fitting in first and foremost. Gaining an acceptable reputation with the other girls & not getting gossiped about or becoming a target. Of course, it was also very much a case of grabbing any pleasures you possibly could, to make life there a bit more bearable.
The way she described it to me, some girls were lesbians before they even got to that place, some discovered they were lesbians during their time there, and some are not lesbians and never were. But all of them were willing even enthusiastic participants, and learned ALL about it during their time there. Sian placed herself firmly in the latter category. I remember thinking at the time it explained a lot about her. Her totally carefree DILLIGAF attitude to life in general and especially to sex. Her complete lack of interest (almost to the point of blindness) in material things or competitive social bullshit. But most of all that she was just such great, laid-back, easy company. She was wonderful to be around, and would fit in easily anywhere, with anyone. Looking back it's completely understandable you'd pick up skills like those from growing up in that type of environment.
On a personal level, at the tender age of 18, Sian was my first experience of a girl who was happy to just hang-out & fuck with no strings attached. Without any agenda or ulterior motives or ideas of it turning into anything more. She was also my first exposure to a rather large, very dark and mysterious, very natural, very bushy, extremely slippery & always very wet pussy. At the time I was highly unfamiliar & rather intimidated by this and found the whole thing a bit off-putting. Oh the naive stupidity of youth! If I had known then what I know now, as they say...
I've always held a great fondness for Sian. My memories of her are all happy ones, and I still have the letters she wrote to me during our time apart during uni & afterwards.
Ha! Just imagine that! No cellphones & no internet. If you wanted to keep banging a chick you had to sit down with a pen & paper and actually write to her! Kids today really do have it too easy

[manet]

A couple of girls at work (both very much younger than me) admitted to having had girlie sex. One simply said of course she had done it, all girls do (cool!!!). The second girl I was fucking. She told me she had tried girl on girl with a friend. She had enjoyed it and would be happy to repeat. My wife says she never tried it though she did have opportunities. She regrets not taking those up.

[I_am_your_father]

Originally Posted by MrGrimsdale

At uni in the late 80's I lived in a privately run hall of residence. Basically much like the uni-run halls, but more relaxed. Mixed genders & fewer rules. I had a computer, printer, nice stereo & music collection and good connections for weed & pharmaceuticals, so folks would stop by my room a lot to score & chill or use the computer for typing-up bits of work. Over time, pretty much every night my room became a bit of a hangout for friends, other residents, their friends etc. With all that and the steady turnover of different kids moving in & out of the halls, I used to meet a lot of girls.
Didn't really do girlfriends at the time, but was casually fucking a girl called Sian who lived down the hall. She was quite nice looking, no stunning beauty but cool & cute and good fun. She was attractive & feminine with a nice curvaceous body but made little to no effort to be "girly". Minimal makeup, super-casual dress - jeans/trainers & rugby tops or sweatshirts... The type of girl guys would notice & appreciate, but not necessarily flock to. She was also known to enjoy the occasional one-night stand with zero hangups. Not to any crazy extent, but it was generally known that she liked to fuck. On returning to halls after a night out or, more commonly, a group of us hanging out & getting high in my room, Sian and I would often just end up spending the night together.
OK, I'm aware this next part probably sounds like "Readers Letters" but I swear every word is perfectly true... anyway...
In terms of background, Sian and I could scarcely have been more different. I'm a state-school city kid who pretty much grew up on the streets in a shithole town without a pot to piss in. By contrast Sian's parents were middle class and moderately wealthy. They weren't the Rockefellers, and she definitely wasn't posh or stuck-up, but she came from a nice home with money in a well-to-do area (ironically just a stone's throw from where I now live).
Maybe that difference was part of the attraction I don't know, but a strong part of my memories are that when we talked about our backgrounds it was like we were from different planets. She had come from a private all-girls convent boarding school. I had no idea such places even still existed, but absolutely they did & likely still do (her time there would have been late 70's-80's). Her descriptions of life there were just as you would imagine. Nuns everywhere, strict prehistoric disciplinary regime, mandatory daily bible-based-brainwashing, and a couple of hundred teenage girls crammed like sardines into totally unsuitable draughty old stone church buildings with zero privacy or personal space and communal everything.
According to Sian, literally every girl in the place was coupled-up for the duration of her time there. It was like an un-written rule. Partners would change, relationships would come and go, but to be single was weird and would put you in a tiny minority, excluded from all non-formal aspects of life there. The way she described it, it was as much for simple practical expediency as anything else. Couples would bunk together, share stuff, share storage and living space, share chores & errands. Sharing a bed meant shared warmth, as well as one less bed to make up the next morning.
Clearly there was sexual experimentation. How could there not be. But according to Sian it was absolutely rife. Everyone at it constantly with everyone else regardless of any underlying feelings or urges or anything else. It was a case of fitting in first and foremost. Gaining an acceptable reputation with the other girls & not getting gossiped about or becoming a target. Of course, it was also very much a case of grabbing any pleasures you possibly could, to make life there a bit more bearable.
The way she described it to me, some girls were lesbians before they even got to that place, some discovered they were lesbians during their time there, and some are not lesbians and never were. But all of them were willing even enthusiastic participants, and learned ALL about it during their time there. Sian placed herself firmly in the latter category. I remember thinking at the time it explained a lot about her. Her totally carefree DILLIGAF attitude to life in general and especially to sex. Her complete lack of interest (almost to the point of blindness) in material things or competitive social bullshit. But most of all that she was just such great, laid-back, easy company. She was wonderful to be around, and would fit in easily anywhere, with anyone. Looking back it's completely understandable you'd pick up skills like those from growing up in that type of environment.
On a personal level, at the tender age of 18, Sian was my first experience of a girl who was happy to just hang-out & fuck with no strings attached. Without any agenda or ulterior motives or ideas of it turning into anything more. She was also my first exposure to a rather large, very dark and mysterious, very natural, very bushy, extremely slippery & always very wet pussy. At the time I was highly unfamiliar & rather intimidated by this and found the whole thing a bit off-putting. Oh the naive stupidity of youth! If I had known then what I know now, as they say...
I've always held a great fondness for Sian. My memories of her are all happy ones, and I still have the letters she wrote to me during our time apart during uni & afterwards.
Ha! Just imagine that! No cellphones & no internet. If you wanted to keep banging a chick you had to sit down with a pen & paper and actually write to her! Kids today really do have it too easy

Sian sounds just like Alison a girl I knew for about 3 years before she went off to uni. Ali had no boyfriends, but was always with someone, she was a nice looking girl but not a stunner, she had a nice figure everything in proportion, but most importantly you just relaxed in her company, you were never on edge or having to try to impress, Ali just took you as you were.

We fucked a good few times, I started off a nervous novice in the sex department but by the time Ali left for Uni I was a competent lover, Ali was willing to try anything if she was in the mood to do so, and I know from our chats that she was happy to enjoy another girls attentions.

Ali's mother was a nurse at the hospital and her father was a sales rep for a big company, she was an only child but how she became what she was I have no idea, I never saw her dressed up, always casual in jeans and T's or something similar.

I have no idea what happened to Ali once she left for Uni, I was working and social circles changed, I haven't seen any of the gang from that era for decades so updates are unlikely.

But Ali was a lovely lady, your story brought back some great memories.