The mists of time parted themselves hazily before her sleep fogged brain. She snuggled against the blankets and smiled to herself, dozing in the early morning sun as she let herself drift back to another place, another time.

She’d just turned twenty then and figured she knew it all, considered herself experienced in the ways of the world, and thought she had nothing else to learn. Little did she know just how wrong she was. It was a wild night at a rave with lots of dancing and booze and, for some, other illegal substances. But the only reason she was there was for the music. It took her away, transported her to another place. And in that place she found something she never knew she didn’t know.

Her name was Meg and she was several years older and wiser in so many ways. She spotted the pretty girl, dancing with herself and smiled. The tall, leggy blonde was perfect. Meg danced her way over and gave a friendly, impish smile and introduced herself. “Nice to meet you! I’m Tabi!, she shouted over the music as she never stopped moving in rhythm. They danced together, unintentionally finding a sexy beat that drew quite the crowd. Eventually, having exhausted themselves they sought out water and a place to chat. Several people followed and tried to join in the conversation but Meg made it impossible for anyone to get a word in edgewise with her pixie like chatter. Slowly, as everyone else drifted away the pair was able to talk.

Tabi quickly found herself in awe of the slightly older woman (Meg was in her early thirties) who seemed to have seen and done so much that Tabi herself wanted to experience. She was also experiencing another first, an attraction to another woman. Meg was so vibrant and alive that Tabi found it difficult not to want to know more of her. And Tabi was in luck as Meg was very, very interested in her. After what felt like an eternity of them just talking, Meg suggested to Tabi that they escape the loudness of the warehouse and find some place quieter. Tabi didn’t know at all yet what Meg had really wanted, but she knew what he wanted, and suggested her apartment as it was close by. The older woman agreed and off the pair went together.

By the time they arrived at Tabi’s apartment the women both felt like they had known one another for longer than just an evening. And once the door closed Meg took her chance, pressing Tabi back against the door and kissing her gently, but firmly. The younger woman gasped and Meg pulled away carefully. Tabi pulled her back wanting this experience.

The sunlight was growing brighter and more insistent, but Tabitha deliberately rolled away from it still buried in her blankets as she remembered the one night she’d shared with Meg. It had been tender, gentle, and slow. She remembered the careful touches and gentle kisses and began to touch her own body, tracing her fingertips along delicate skin. Nipples were pinched to a rosy firmness as she let her memory take her back to the feeling of Meg’s mouth against her skin, biting gently, scraping her teeth across the sensitive nubs. A soft moan echoed the one that had escaped her mouth that night and she wriggled her hips deliciously remembering what had come as Meg explored her way along Tabi’s nubile body. It seemed to take forever, but finally, in her mind, Meg’s tongue touched just the very tip of Tabi’s clit, as her fingers reached the same point.

The thought alone was enough to make her orgasm and Tabitha’s body shook and she twisted, tangling her body into the sheets. She couldn’t wait and let her mind go racing along the night, snapshots of moments filling her head as her fingers filled her pussy. Meg looking up at her after bringing her to multiple orgasms with just her mouth. Being filled with fingers so soft and gentle as opposed to the rougher touch of the men she’d known. Tabitha groaned and felt herself clench hard against her own fingers, letting this orgasm roll through her as she fingered herself to the thought of pretty dark haired Meg.

Later that night Meg had taught her the joy and pleasure of going down on another woman and she remembered how sticky sweet she was, her face covered in the remnants of Meg’s orgasms. It had been wonderful and unforgettable and after several hours of insatiably greedy sex the women were finally satisfied and fell into one another’s arms, sharing kisses and touches. Tabi wanted more and Meg was content to let herself be a plaything for the younger woman as she explored her body more thoroughly. And Tabi had enjoyed every touch, every lick, every kiss just as much as Meg had. Finally, then as today, the sun became insistent and bright waking Tabi from a deep slumber, only to find Meg missing from her bed. A note on the nightstand was the only evidence of Tabi’s night with the pixie like woman.

Tabitha was jolted fully awake as her alarm went off and she slapped at the snooze button with her free hand, the other still teasing her clit gently. She wished Meg had stayed.