Hi, I'm Emily, a senior in high school. Nice to meet you. I'm a lesbian.
Or rather, I'm bisexual. Lately, I've been much more into girls.
I've had a crush on a girl in my class for a while now. (Of course, she's a girl.)
She's the captain of the basketball team, very boyish, and incredibly cool.
She's also very kind, and I've admired her since our first year, but we hang out with different people, and I've never really talked to her much, just watched from afar.
The thought of graduating without ever getting closer to her made me want to cry.
But then, she started sending me New Year's cards and talking to me more often, which made me really happy.
When I'm with my close friends, I'm quite chatty, but when I talk to her, I get so shy and look down a lot, so maybe she figured it out.
One day, after club activities, I went back to the classroom to get something I forgot, and there she was, Mary.
Me: "Mary, you're still here?"
Mary: "Yeah, I was researching colleges and studying, so I stayed late."
Me: "That's impressive. I haven't decided on anything yet..."
Even though we were just talking normally, my heart was racing.
Just being alone with Mary made me so happy and nervous that I couldn't stop my heart from pounding.
Then, Mary came closer to me and said,
Mary: "Emily, you're very feminine. Your long hair is beautiful, and your skin is so smooth... You're the complete opposite of me. I've always thought you were amazing."
I was really surprised. I never expected Mary to say something like that...
Me: "That's not true... Mary, you're always so reliable and the class leader... I've always admired you."
Mary: "Yeah... sorry, I knew."
Mary smiled mischievously.
Mary: "You were always watching me, right? At first, I thought you were glaring at me and that you hated me. But then I realized that wasn't the case. But you never talked to me, so I got curious. That's why I started talking to you."
I turned bright red. Knowing that she knew was so embarrassing. As I looked down, Mary said,
Mary: "Emily, do you like me?"
Me: "Yeah... I like you."
Mary: "Not just as a friend?"
I hesitated. If I said yes, Mary might hate me. It would be better to stay as we are now... But it was painful to suppress my feelings,
Me: "I don't think so..."
I said it. Both Mary and I fell silent.
Mary: "I see, thank you. I think I feel almost the same way as you."
I was surprised again and looked at Mary.
Mary: "I've never been interested in boys. At first, I didn't understand my feelings for you. But I want to talk to you, be with you. Sometimes, when I get home, I wonder what you're doing. So, I think I like you too."
Me: "Mary..."
Mary: "But there are people who don't understand this, so it's just between us. In public, we're just friends."
Me: "Yeah. I'm happy, thank you, Mary!"
That day, we went home together. We made plans to hang out the next Sunday...
On Sunday, we were in Mary's room.
Mary: "What should we do? I don't know what to do."
Me: "Then leave it to me... I won't do anything that hurts, so just relax."
I said that and kissed Mary. Her soft, sweet lips that I loved so much.
After a few light French kisses, I slid my lips to her nape and ears.
Usually, I'm more passive, but today I wanted to show Mary how much I loved her.
It's the same as loving a man, but a woman knows where a woman feels best.
A woman's delicate skin is more sensitive to gentle caresses from another woman.
Especially for a virgin...
As I kissed her all over, Mary's tense body gradually relaxed.
Sometimes, I could hear her sweet breaths and suppressed moans. Mary's chest was slightly larger than mine and very firm.
She looked boyish on the outside, but underneath, she had a very feminine body.
When I took her nipple into my mouth, Mary let out a small cry. I reassured her and continued to suck gently.
I kissed her all over her body.
Soon, Mary's toned body was covered in a light sheen of sweat.
When I reached down there, Mary was embarrassed and resisted a little.
Me: "It's okay, don't be scared. I won't do anything that hurts, so relax."
I searched for Mary's clitoris.
It was too difficult to find by touch alone, so I brought my face closer and saw her small, cute clitoris.
When I gently touched it with my finger, Mary flinched and arched her back.
As I continued to caress her, she got quite wet, so I thought about inserting my finger but decided against it.
Mary probably won't become a true lesbian.
She'll probably get a boyfriend in the future, and I thought it would be better if I didn't take her virginity.
So, I stimulated her clitoris with my fingers and licked her there, making sure not to hurt her hymen.
Mary was so cute and feminine in bed. When she called my name while crying as she climaxed, I was so happy. Afterward, we cuddled in bed, and Mary said,
Mary: "Next time, I want to make you feel good too, Emily."
Me: "Then I'll teach you."
I'll tell you about that next time. We started dating in secret, but sometimes I get anxious.
I feel guilty for possibly turning Mary into a lesbian, and I worry that I'll be lonely if she falls for a boy seriously.
But for now, Mary is mine.
