"Yeah…like…I didn't even kiss girls in college." Gwen giggled.

Lisa put her hand on Gwen's stomach, just above the waistline of her sweats, her thumb pressed against the skin of her waist. "If this is what you want to do with a girl for the first time…like, understand it's not going to be just like being with a guy."

Gwen rolled her eyes and kissed Lisa again, "I know that…maybe that's why I want to do it…"

"And, like, it might hurt if we just dive into things, like if you've only been with guys." Lisa said, her heart thumping hard. "The strap-on isn't…it's, bigger than a guy, most guys at least."

"Lisa, if you want to stop--"

"I don't. I want this. I just don't want it to hurt you…or you to regret it, or something." This was easily the most talking and negotiation Lisa had done for any sexual encounter. Usually, if a girl was down, Lisa was too, and they dealt with the awkwardness and weird feelings afterwards. But now, Lisa felt some kind of obligation to make this good for Gwen…or even, somehow, perfect.

Lisa put her hand in the waistline of Gwen's sweatpants. Gwen put her hand over Lisa's, guiding her, the soft warmth of Gwen's core under Lisa's fingertips. Gwen pressed Lisa's fingers into the soft wetness of her shaved pussy, the delicate skin feeling like silk. "See how wet I am for this already, Lisa?"

"Gwen…this is really…fuck…you're beautiful." Lisa said, pulling her hand out of Gwen's sweats and sliding it up under her bra, the nipple hard in the palm of her hand.

Gwen leaned forward and nipped at Lisa's ear, then whispered, "then fuck me like I'm the most beautiful woman you've ever seen."

2

Lisa let Gwen lead her by the hand to her own bedroom. Lisa never made her bed, never folded the sheets or cleaned up, and Gwen didn't even give the mess a second thought.

"So, how do we do this? What's different about it?" Gwen said.

"About me fucking you with a strap-on?"

"Yes…like, what position should we do it in?"

"Up to you, really." Lisa said, opening her dresser and seeing the strap-on amidst the handful of other toys she kept in there. Truth be told, Lisa had only used the strap-on a couple of times, and both times had been on the receiving end of things. She wondered if she'd be bold enough to ask Gwen to return the favor once she was done. "What position do you like the most?"

"Missionary." Gwen said.

"OK, let's do that. That'll work just as well." Lisa said. "It'll let me…see you…and…kiss you if you're OK with that."

"Lisa…" Gwen flopped down on the bed, sighing, "you're literally going to be fucking me, of course you can kiss me, and I hope you do…lots."