Maria R.   view profile 

I will just tell you about the chain of events that I think influenced my sexuality the most and made me grow big time, and you decide where to put it.
I had my first real boyfriend in my first year at the college. Volodia was a postgraduate student, he conducted practical training with our class. I really enjoyed the new feelings and sensations of being physically close with a man. I loved Volodia.

With me there was a short period of awakening sexually (I was a virgin before I met him) after which I gave in to the passion of sex completely. Volodia was more experienced than I was. We never talked about it, but I was pretty sure he had a lot of women before me. But I was not bothered with his past. I enjoyed the present. Before him I was pretty ignorant as far as the intimate side of man-woman relationships was concerned, i.e. I knew the theory of what was supposed to happen in bed between a man and a woman, of course, and I heard friends boasting of certain episodes, but I did not trust them completely, I thought, they are making it up a bit to color the factual prose of physical relationships. I had been in for sports, I always had a lot of friends, I did not feel much need for sex, in fact.
Only when our relationships passed the stage of just kissing, I began to feel languor at night trying to imagine what it would be like having sex with him. There was time when I asked myself a question what I would call my 'you-know-what' to him... and his.. and with what words he would tell me that he want to... do it to me.
The reality turned out to be much simpler, and at first we did not need any words to denote all these notions.
After we did it for the first time, the feeling of acute curiosity was superseded by that of disappointment. It hurt a bit, I was embarrassed and it all happed so fast, that I did not really have time to feel anything. When Volodia saw my blood on his fingers, he began kissing me gently, speaking all kinds of silly words, but was wise enough not to demand any more of me that night.

Emma V.   view profile 

It happened on a train when I went to see my grandparents on summer vacations. From Moscow I shared the compartment with an elderly couple. One berth remained vacant. Late at night at some remote halt I went out of the car for a smoke and some fresh air. I saw a guy walking towards our car.

?Would be good if he got into this car, or even better in our compartment?, ? I remember thinking half serious.
Having finished my cigarette, I climbed into the car and went to my place. Corridor was very poorly lit and I bumped at somebody in the doorway.
- Sorry, I did not notice you, - I said and tried to get passed into the compartment.
- It is ok, actually, I even enjoyed it, - I heard an answer and raised my head. I saw that very young man I had just thought about.
- Are you traveling in this compartment?
- Yes, if you do not mind.
He threw his bag on the luggage berth and I had a chance to see him better. Yes, his body, height, his voice ? everything about him was exactly what I liked in men. The elderly couple was fast asleep, there was only a night lamp on and I was not able to make out what his face was like.
?Actually, who cares!?, - I decided for myself. In that intimate semi-darkness his deep masculine voice with erotic overtones and his gorgeous figure fitted just great.

As for the face, what difference does it make after all? Even if he is a Quasimodo!
The train started off suddenly and my hands rested on his chest to prevent me from falling and he took me in his arms. We felt there was so little room in that compartment, so we went into the corridor. Immediately I felt my blood pulsating in my temples, my knees became weak. I did not expect myself to react in such a way, it felt so nice and crazily sexual. I became wet immediately, I felt my panties soaking. I looked at my companion ? his eyes were shining feverishly ? he was definitely turned on too. There were people in the corridor.
- Let?s go into the platform, we can smoke there, - I suggested.
- Let?s go, - he replied and having taken me firmly by the hand, led me towards the end of the car.
It was absolutely dark in the platform, except for the rare lights that flew by. The roar of wheals was so loud, one could hardly talk. He pressed me to the wall and said ?I want you!? Or I thought he said that. I nodded just in case, anyway.

Julia A.   view profile 

Many times Arkady made jokes about me being narrow minded in matters of sex.
- It is a scientifically proven fact, - he would say, - that one man, no matter how good he is, is not able to completely satisfy a woman. So, - he would dwell further, - imagine a man and a woman living together, supposedly to give each other pleasure. But he is unable to give her the full pleasure she deserves. It is not his fault ? one just physically cannot jump higher than his head. Is there no way out?... Yes, there is. Invite a good friend and give her the pleasure she deserves together. Just that simple.

- Look. ? he read me a passage from Montesquieu's Persian Letters where a woman described life in paradise. She was pleased by two men there. There also was A Tale of Poor Lovers by Pratolini where two friends invited a girl named Olympia and had her in turns.
- Our relationships, - would continue Arkady, - are beyond petty egotism. I am willing to do everything for you as well as you are for me. Let me invite a good friend of mine and together we will sincerely do everything you want for you.
I saw that he wanted to please me sincerely and agreed. The next day he came together with Mikhail he had told me a lot about earlier. They brought some wine and snacks. We pulled a bedside table to the sofa and set down all three of us. After three glasses Arkady began to praise and show my breasts? legs? Very soon I was stark naked. They took everything off too and made me lie on the sofa. Mikhail was the first to lie with me. I was a little embarrassed at first but he took control of the situation in his hands, he was very skillful and I relaxed soon. His cock was huge. It hit my cervix hard, it even hurt. It seemed to be able to reach to my heart. I felt so nice. I looked at Arkady and the fact that I was being made love to in his presence made the pleasure much more acute and refined. Arkady watched us with genuine interest. At the peak of his climax, Mikhail, already shooting sperm in me, stuck his cock so deep inside me, that I was unable to help crying out.

Sarah P.   view profile 

I have experienced quite a lot in my life. Life in a hostel teaches one fast and inevitable. It teaches everyday, social and sexual wisdom. At my forth college year I understood that I have had enough of it. I feel like having more stability and certainty in life. But, on the other hand, possibility of becoming an ordinary simple grey mouse spinning in her grey routine, did not entice me much either.

Nature gave me something to be proud about and I did my best to keep myself in a good shape. A lot of the guys at the college were seeking my favors. I have never been a nun, and have always enjoyed sex, so some of my admirers had been lucky enough to win my attention and my bed. But romance passed quickly and those guys were unable to give me anything more than just simple sex. Monotony palls on me. Of course, I was flattered by the attention, but longed for something different ? more special. I ditched the guy I was with at the time and began thinking of the future.
I shared my thoughts and concerned with my Internet chat companions, seeking advice and support. I was overwhelmed by the pile of suggestions ? try this and try that. I rejected sado-maso and other abominable options straight away. I did not feel like taking part in a simple orgy either. I would have been just another body used for arousal and discharge of sperm there. Not that I really mind trying once, but it was not exactly what I was looking for.
Then I came across a site that got me interested, it seemed it was really aiming at helping people with intimate relationships. I registered there, answered all the questions to the best of my abilities. The hardest part was to formulate what I was looking for. Having checked out the available options, I got interested in family couples. That seemed to be matching my curiosity best.

Deena F.   view profile 

A very special night I had over a year ago. This was when I met Sergey.
It was the evening of Jan. 01, 2005. Party was over, nothing to do. I turned on my computer and clicked dialup connection.
When ICQ loaded I saw a message from a friend of mine inviting me to come see her. I asked her how to get there, she gave me directions and I took off in search of adventure.

Her friend, Sergey, met me at the exit from the metro station.
I liked him from the first sight. He was hot much taller than me, slim, cute looking, stylish and very charming. We exchanged a couple words, and went to her place. The party was on when we got there.

I said hello to them all, found my friend and we set at the table. We talked about things, studies and guys. Suddenly she asked:
- Do you like Sergey?
- Yes, a lot, - I had already had a few glasses.
Sergey came to us and suggested we drank Brudershaft. I was not sure, looked at my friend, she nodded in agreement.
We drank and kissed. His lips were tender and his tongue so persistent, that I felt weak in his arms at once. I began taking more and more interest in the guy.
My friend fell asleep soon. We carried her into the bedroom, put on the bed, covered her with blanket and went to the kitchen. We had more wine there. Things became a little boring, the guests have left. I remembered seeing a game box in the room. I asked Sergey if he can play it, he said yes, I asked him to teach me to play. I did not like playing much, never liked it. Then Sergey offer to give me a massage, because he said I was tense. I agreed. He took a lotion in the bathroom and led me into the bedroom. I lay on my belly and offered him my back. He was a good masseur, I relaxed soon. I really enjoyed it. When he finished I turned over to my back. Our faces became very close. We kissed. I will never forget our first kiss. It was so passionate and sweet. He began stroking my thigh, then his hand went higher and higher. His fingers touched my neck, shoulder, then he undid the hook of my bra.

Rosa L.   view profile 

My friend Svetka was the one who first introduced me to a lesbian club. At that time I was breaking up with my second boyfriend and suffered badly because of that. I just found out that he was cheating on me, silly bastard.
So Svetka set at my kitchen one day, chain-smoking and asking me all kinds of stupid questions about my ex. I was sitting across the table, with a long face, a cig in my fingers and a half empty cup of coffee.

She inhaled, puffed smoke up into the ceiling and declared in a coarse voice: ?All men are assholes?. Then she extinguished her butt in the ashtray and suggested:
- How about going to a cub with me tonight?
- What club, are you nuts, Svet, I am about to kill myself, for fuck?s sake, - and I stared at the kitchen knife.
- What club? A lesbian club! ? she declared with a smart look on her face.
I inhaled in silence.
- Come on, let?s go! It is not what you think only, there are straight people there as well ? we will just dance and have a beer or two.
I sipped at my coffee.
- Svetka, I will never ever go to a lesbian club?
In about three hours we were already standing in line to the club. ?Just like after sausage in USSR? ? I remarked bitterly. Svetka tapped on her heels encouragingly. We must have looked funny. She was a grownup woman, 27 years old and me, a teenager in jeans and a man?s shirt, staring at my feet.

- Who would have known there is a VIP party today?
- Do you think you are on the list?
- Sure. The floor manager is my school mate, I come here often, should be no problem? - the end of the sentence did not sound very convincing.
- Well, will they let me in, you think? Or kick my ass?
- They will, do not worry, if not, we will climb in through the window?
- Sure, a toilet window?
- ?and fall on the stone floor?
- ?and break our fucking legs?
- ?fucking sad?
- ?you bet?
We laughed and here came our turn. The guard checked on Svetka ? she was on the list, but did not buy any of ?we are girlfriends and have loved each other all our lives? crap. Svetka, a go-getter, demanded to see the manager.
A really gorgeous woman of Svetka?s age came out in a few minutes. ?There are women in Russia? I said to myself and noticed how men looked at her. The manager women, who introduced herself as Michelle, gave me a brief look and said to Svetka: ?I am letting you in, but tonight she will be mine.?

Michele B.   view profile 

I can tell you of the first time I was with a woman. I have not really talked about it much. But would not mind sharing.
It happened in July, the summer, everyone had waited for so long, was hot. I was a young but already well developed girl in every sense of the word, I had both the beauty and brains. I had the second boyfriend Igor, he was 18 and we had a few mutual friends, whom we had very good understanding with.

Once we were celebrating a birthday of our friend Julia, and began talking about differences in sexuality: bisexuals, etc. We just had fun. Nobody seemed to really mind or care, but when someone asked what if there had been such a person in out company, the question excited curiosity. My boyfriend Igor had a sister Marina, she was 20, she had a boyfriend too, she was a great girl, judging by what Igor said about her and by the few telephone conversations we had. But I had never met her before.
So, we set and talked when there was a knock on the door. We did not expect anyone else. I turned out to be Marina and her boyfriend. Everyone was happy to see them.
When I caught Marina?s eyes by accident, I felt as if hit by an electric shock.
She must have felt something too, because I noticed the way she looked at me all night, trying not to make it obvious. I do not know why, but I liked it, and pretended I did not notice her glances.
2 days later, I met Marina in the street. I did not know what happened to me, but I did not feel quite myself, could not utter a word.
But Marina was very friendly and easy-going, so that I came back to my normal self soon. We went window shopping all day long, spoke all things one could think of. It was getting dark already when Marina suggested we dropped by at her place for a cup of cold tea. I accepted her invitation.

Ivetta S.   view profile 

It happened many years ago, one summer. My friend called me one day and invited for a walk in the city. It was a weekday. We agreed to meet by the grocery store. It was in about 15 minutes bus ride from my home. As usual in summer I dressed very sexy: a short skirt, with white panties underneath, a white bra and a see-through blouse on top. I did not look like a whore at all, just an ordinary girl, half of the girls in the city were dressed like that. I put on my makeup and ran out. And I took my purse with my ID and money with.

I came to the bus stop, waited for 15 minutes there, my bus did not come. Another one came, it went along the parallel street and I had to go through a small park to get to the store where we agreed to meet. It was 2 in the afternoon, so I had nothing to fear about. I got off the bus and walked towards our meeting place.
As I walked through the park, I met a group of guys in their 20s, who were sitting by a Lada car and drinking beer. When I passed by one of them whistled and called at me. Being a good girl I ignored him and went on. I walked further along the valley when they caught up with me on their car me and began badgering me. Sort of: ?What is your name, would you like to meet, would you like a ride, a lift?, etc.
I walked on pretending not to notice them. Just smiled and said ?No?. Actually it is kind of flattering when you get attention. The end of the valley was about 100 meters away.
Then the Lada car dashed forward and stopped in about 50 meters. One of the guys went out and ran into the bushes for a piss. They had been drinking beer after all. The guy in the back seat got out and stood by the car, leaning on its roof, offering me a ride again.
I refused politely again. Then he grabbed me by the hand suddenly and pulled into the back seat of the car. There was one more guy in the back seat who closed his hand over my mouth. Then another one got into the car. The driver got inside too and they took off.

Sveta M.   view profile 

The most outrageous thing that ever happened to me, happened on a train. I was already dating Oleg, and had no plans on cheating on him when I went to Nizhny Novgorod to attend a student convention.
I happened to share a compartment with a young couple and a middle-aged man, who immediately assumed a role on entertainer. He suggested we went to the restaurant car, we even tried to dance there between the tables.

My dance partner was Misha, that was the man?s name. I was aware of the way he looked at me, at my breasts, my bare belly, etc. I was not at all bothered. I have to admit though that he did not allow himself anything unacceptable when he had a chance to dance with me. However, I felt his heart beating very fast in his chest.
The couple that accompanied us to the restaurant, paid their bill and left earlier. After a short while we went to our compartment too. I went first, Misha followed me. I open the door to compartment and stopped abruptly. In a fraction of a second the picture in front of my eyes dawned on me.
The girl stood leaning forward, setting her hands against the lower berth, supporting herself, the guy kept driving his cock inside her from behind in powerful abrupt thrusts. I wanted to back up, but Misha, who followed me, ran against me and pushed me unintentionally at the couple who were making love. The three of us fell on the floor. The wine we had drunk affected my coordination ability, so I was not able to get back to my feet at once. Then Misha?s saving hands got hold of me and I was pressed against his strong body for a second. We muttered our apologies, said we would wait in the corridor and got out, closing the door behind us.

We stood and looked in the window. It was already late and the light dressing gown I had on, did not protect me much against the cool air. The couple must have decided that we did not mind waiting a bit and took their time.
- Are you cold?, - asked Misha.
- I guess, I am.
Without saying a word, he stood behind me and took me in his arms. One on his hands rested on my belly, the other clutched at the grip.
- Feels better? ? he asked.
- Yes.
His hand stroked my belly gently. Slowly his caress became bolder. His hand reached higher, brushed against my breasts, touched them. Then it would go lower, to my panties, lifting the elastic slightly. When someone passed by, his hand would freeze.
I felt very horny and almost ready to jump at him myself, but I would prefer he had done everything himself.

Siana F.   view profile 

I was lying about on a beach observing other people, and Feodosia was famous for both beautiful boys and girls. I came here every year in the first half of summer and each time it was rather boring. That time was no exception, I had been doing sweet fuck all for 3 weeks. Not that I minded it, but there was a limit to everything?

And when I was almost fed up with it, a cute girl joined our company, she was immediately in the center of everyone?s attention. She was quiet cute indeed, and there was something special about her (I had never taken any interest in girls before?)
I just could not get my eyes off her? She looked very different from me, she was a full-breasted blonde, but the guys said we were like sisters?

Weird?...
I was seeing a guy named Gregory at that time, but there was nothing too serious.
I just observed her in silence (not like me at all!) and then I suddenly realized that if she stood up and went, I would loose something? And she, as if having heard me, stood up and looked me straight in the eye, then waved everybody goodbye and went back to her blanket on the beach. I just could not take my eyes off her, my mouth fell open.
When we were about to leave, I told the guys I was with that I would stay for awhile, and after little hesitation pulled my blanket closer to her and we began to talk.
Her name was Tania and she was going to leave the next day. All I could say was: ?Tomorrow? already??

She smiled back to me and said happily that she liked girls and my friend Gregory pissed her off. Dumbfounded, I could not say a word and she went on: ?It is really a pity that we met only today, I would love to see more of you, I like your company?? I finally regained my speech abilities and muttered: ?I am going to Bashenka tonight (actually I was going there with my boyfriend, but I did not think of it then), so maybe you could join me??
She accepted my invitation.
I spent the rest of the day putting my makeup on, and studying my reflection in the mirror, eventually, I washed all the mascara off, put on a short dress, my sexiest panties, sandals and took off. We agreed to meet in the park and I walked slowly towards it (I was there 15 minutes early). I stopped when I saw her, she was so gorgeous. She looked at me the same way, with admiration, we set down in silence (I was shaking nervously and lost all words. Suddenly she stood up in front of me and said: