Turning Toni Chapter 1

I had never been with a woman or really even considered it. To be honest my sexual experiences were limited to just a few drunken one nighters in college. I had never even had an orgasm with a partner, and after those encounters had decided it was just easier to pleasure myself. That is until I met Tiffany. I had never thought I would be attracted to a woman but Tiffany was gorgeous and exuded sexual energy.

We met at party thrown by a mutual friend. I was mesmerized the minute she walked in. From her fiery, red hair, porcelain skin, pouty lips, and voluptuous hourglass figure. She turned every head as she walked across the patio in her tight cut-off denim shorts and black tank top. I was at a complete loss for words when she approached me and introduced herself as she poured a drink.

I felt very self-conscious of my petite Tom-boy figure as we made small talk. I was a college gymnast and had the typical body-frame that was necessary to excel in that sport, but was not considered “sexy” by societal standards. I am barely five foot tall and my breasts are a meager A cup, but all my years of physical training have resulted in a very tight toned body.

To my surprise Tiffany and I hit it off immediately. We had a great deal in common from our love of beach volleyball and musical interests. We became fast friends and started hanging out every week over the next six months. I soon learned that Tiffany was very sexually adventurous as she would tell me about her exploits with both men and women. She was a self proclaimed nympho and unashamed.

Her stories often left me turned on and sexually frustrated as I had never had a sexual experience that left me satisfied. I would lay in bed at night and rub my clit as I imagined Tiffany having sex with the partners she had described to me. I imagined Tiffany laying on her back with her long legs in the air as a muscular hunk thrust his big cock into her. I imagined her moaning and crying out as a cute girl licked her pussy and fingered her to orgasm. I imagined her on all fours as a big black man buried his cock in her ass. I imagined everything, but I never imagined myself with Tiffany. Until everything changed one fateful night.

We had spent the afternoon on the beach sunning ourselves and playing volleyball with a group of friends before making our way to one of the beach bars. The drinks were going down good that night and before I knew it I was quite drunk and definitely unable to drive home. Tiffany suggested that we share an Uber back to her place and crash there since it was closer.

We arrived at her posh one bedroom beach condo and stumbled inside laughing about the days events. Tiffany had barely shut the door behind us before pulling me against her in a crushing embrace and pressed those full pouty lips to mine. She pulled away and looked me in the eyes.

“Toni, I want you so bad right now,” she whispered as she ran her hand under my dress and caressed my thigh.

“But…but I’ve never been with a woman,” I managed to stammer as her touch was raising goosebumps on my flesh.

She kissed me again softly and pressed her finger to my lips.

“Shhh, it’s ok I’ll show you.”

That was all the encouragement I needed. I pressed my lips to her’s in a deep kiss, as my hands explored her voluptuous body. I squeezed her firm round ass cheeks as my tongue explored her mouth. She pulled away and pressed me against the wall as she kissed down my neck, her hands lifting the hem of my dress and pulling it over my head leaving me in my tiny string bikini. She continued to kiss her way down my my chest as she rubbed my pussy through the thin fabric. I whimpered as her touch sent electric through me.