Okay, so this image doesn’t really go with the title, but I thought it was cute.
I previously shared my Strip Quarters story as Mike suggested I share some of my sexcapades of my youth. Here’s another fun experience I had in my college days/daze.
In the Strip Quarters story I shared my experienced with my childhood best friend, Amy. Amy and I also roomed together in college. It was my junior year, so about 1990 or so. We shared a two bedroom apartment with two other girls, so Amy and I shared a bedroom while our other roommates, Cheryl and Barbara shared the other.
We all had boyfriends and while Amy and I still messed around at times, our roommates had no idea that we were bisexual – although at the time I didn’t think of myself as bisexual though. I liked having sex with Amy, not women in general. Anyway, suffice to say acceptance of this in 1990 was not what it is today, and Amy and I didn’t want it to be well known that we had sex with each other. Barbara and Cheryl were great roommates but we didn’t hang around the same crowds and they were definitely more conservative and religious – especially Barbara.
There was a weekend where Barbara had gone back home to visit so it was just us three gals. Cheryl had gone out with her boyfriend, and Amy and I just stayed decided to have a night in with just the two of us. Amy and I were on the couch and started messing around, and Cheryl happens to come in as we forgot to lock the door and were not expecting her so early. I don’t exactly recall but I think Amy had her hands down my pants which were unbuttoned, and I had a hand up her shirt. Whatever the position we were in, there was no casually moving away and hoping Cheryl didn’t suspect what we were doing. It was very obvious.
We looked up and Cheryl stood there for a bit and said something nervously like, “Uh, hey, hi guys. Um, I’ll just leave now.” And she walked out.
Amy and I looked at each other with this look that was a combination of horror and humor. We started talking about how to concoct some story to minimize the chance Cheryl would be freaked out. We didn’t want her blabbing to everyone, and knowing Barbara, we felt she would completely freak if Cheryl told her. We couldn’t come up with any great plan and just figured, “oh well, we’ll just tell her we were drinking and it was just a one-time thing.”
About an hour or so later Cheryl comes back and she is holding a bag. She looked sheepishly at the two of us and said, “Okay, I want in.” At the same time Amy and I said, “In on what?”
Cheryl was pretty nervous and said, “You know, I want to be with you all, in that way.” Neither Amy or I could come up with any words to say as we were perplexed. Amy opened the bag and pulled out a bottle of tequila and a porno. Amy apparently went to the liquor store and an adult video store. Amy said, “Look, I know I have been attracted to girls for a long time and tried to resist, but after seeing you two and after the night I had with my boyfriend, I just can’t hide it any longer. I don’t know if you all think of me in that way, but I thought if we relaxed and had a bit to drink, and watched this movie, we could, you know, get in the mood?”
Both Amy and I took on the role of more consoling Cheryl than anything else. It was clear she was nervous and uneasy. I remember that despite her nerves, she still came across very sure of herself and her feelings. She just poured her heart out to Amy and I, relived to get it all out to someone for the first time in her life. The three of us talked for quite a while. It became clear to us that Cheryl was a lesbian but had been suppressing it her whole life. Amy and I ended up sharing with Cheryl everything about our relationship together. Cheryl even shared that she had kissed Barbara once, very deeply and basically a pretty major make out session, but it didn’t go further. It was alcohol induced and the next day Barbara told her she never wanted to talk about it and that it would never happen again and that was the extent of it.
Cheryl shared the many crushes she had on various girls and women throughout her life and that she knew she was different from a very young age, but worked hard to suppress it – and she was tired of it. She said she broke up with her boyfriend that evening, and when she left the apartment after seeing Amy and I messing around the couch, she decided that was it, she was “declaring her major” as she laughingly put it. She was attracted to women and she was done with men.
We proceeded to crack open the tequila and pop in the VHS. We told her we didn’t need the video, but what the heck, let’s see what she got. We talked over most of the flick, and as the booze took effect started to get playful with each other. At some point all three of us were naked and having sex while the movie played in the background. Occasionally one of us would glance at the tv and say, “Ha, look at that!” We’d watch for a minute and then get back to the real life action we had going on in the room.
Towards the end of the movie there was a scene where this woman shaved this other woman and it too got our attention and we all commented on it. Remember, this was 1990, ahead of the trend to go bare down there. Anyway, I don’t recall if all three of us had orgasms but Cheryl definitely did. We were relaxing in silence in a naked three-way embrace as the VHS had long ended. Cheryl then said, “hey, why don’t you guys shave me?”
We were half a bottle in to the tequila and probably shouldn’t be trusted with a razor, but, we were game. We found some scissors and the three of us went into the bathroom. Amy had the honors while I directed, “Clip some more off here, clip some more off there.” Once she was clipped down pretty short, Amy whipped out some shaving cream. We got a towel and a bowl of water and Cheryl sat way down on her bed so her trimmed snatch was easily accessible. Amy proceeded to lather Cheryl up and started shaving. Amy and I took turns at shaving Cheryl and eventually she was bare. It was quite a mess, as there was water, shaving cream, and hair everywhere.
Amy then said, “Who’s next?” There was a “no thank you” from me, but Amy was eager and willing. When we finished shaving Amy the two of them were both begging me to join the “bare down there” club. Eventually I was talked into a close trim with the scissors, but no shave.
When we were all done we started back up messing around, and basically had sex the rest of night until we fell asleep. When we woke the next morning we saw the mess we had left. In our tequila-altered state we obviously had not been focused on keeping things tidy. Somehow we had a trail of shaving cream and pubic hair all over the floor from the bathroom to Cheryl’s bed, even all over her bed. We frantically cleaned up, washed the towels and vacuumed as we didn’t know when Barbara would be home. We kept finding more hair and would have to pull the vacuum back out. It was quite comical.
We never informed Barbara of what went on. Cheryl was indeed lesbian. She started dating other women. Barbara was a year ahead of us and while she was not happy with Cheryl’s coming out, she continued to room with us the rest of the year when she then graduated and moved out. We heard the phrase “hate the sin, love the sinner” quite a bit that semester.
Anyway, Cheryl now has a longtime girlfriend and I hear they are planning to get married soon. I feel good that I had some part to play in her coming out and start her on her journey towards accepting that part of her. All thanks to a her walking in on us, the tequila confidence booster, and the resulting impromptu Pube Shaving Party.
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