At the time, I was 14, still in that in-between awkward stage, trying to figure out who I was. Living in Saint George, Utah (a fairly small, crime free town) my friend's houses were easily within walking distance.
My best friend at the time, Breeana, lived the closest and so we hung out nearly every day. She was more experienced, we'll call it.. “in the department of kissing.”
Kissing in general, she wasn't exclusive to just boys. She kissed anyone and everyone and had involved in kissing the same sex
So it was always interesting to listen to her stories and hang around her friends. I myself had never kissed anyone other than my parents or my little brother. I was the "virgin"
of the group.
One of Breeana's close kissing buddies, Jordana, was hosting a party at her house. A typical my-parents-aren't-home-after-school-party.
What are a couple of kids to do at a party but play truth or dare, and hope it gets a little wild?
Jordana was the one who suggested it since there was a boy she liked there (in hopes that Bree or I would catch on and "dare" her to kiss).
However, when it was Jordana's turn, she asked ME the fatal question: truth, or dare? Feeling a little ballsy, I said, "dare".
My heart skipped a beat.
She dared me to kiss Bree.
I wasn't sure how to feel. I had butterflies in my stomach.
Was my best friend really going to be my first kiss? I felt the heat rise to my face and looked timidly up at Bree from behind my eyelashes.
She pulled my face up and pursed her lips to mine. I had only expected a brief moment on the lips, but Bree ran her tongue against my lower lip, gently nibbling
I kissed her back, trusting only my instinct since I lacked experience.
It felt... good.
That night of truth or dare opened up a whole new doorway for me. The first of many future lesbian experiences.