| Lesbian: True Stories: Alex (1/3) |
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We’ve always been best friends. Right through high school, we just had this connection. It all started when she and I started holding hands. We were in the 9th grade and thought it would be cool to prance around holding hands like we were going out or something. From then on we were very close, up until year twelve, when we then started to... well... Every night we would text message each other, just talk, random conversation, but one night, just because it was my eighteenth and I was feeling lucky, I thought I’d get up the courage and ask her if, she’d ever…kiss me? To my surprise, she agreed. The next day at school it was awkward at first, and then we just hugged and laughed it off, until one night, Alex and one of our friends came for a sleepover at my place. We watched a movie and decided to go to bed. We stayed up for a while, just talking, fooling around. I was lying on top of Alex, both my legs in between hers, just playing around like we always did. As the conversation started to die down, Al whispered something into my ear: “You still haven’t given me that kiss yet.” It was so unexpected I just smiled and lightly kissed her on the cheek and whispered back, “Wait until Emily is asleep.” She smiled back in agreement. I lay on top of her and we just waited… After a while I spoke. “Emily? Are you awake?” No response, I giggled and looked at Alex and slowly brought my head down to her neck. I was shit scared, I didn’t know how to kiss, and this was so new for me. I turned my head and kissed her cheek, and teasingly asked her, “Where was that?” She replied, smiling flirtatiously, “Hmm, my cheek.” I kissed her again, this time even closer to her soft, wet lips, and asked again, “Where was that?” She replied with a giggle, as I went to kiss her for the third time, even closer. She quickly turned her head and our lips finally met. Our lips locked together, and she spread mine with hers and started sucking on my bottom lip, licking it, and slowly sliding her tongue in the draw out mine. As I pulled away to check if Emily was still sleeping, she pushed her hand up the back of my shirt and slowly moved up the sides of my back. I moved my tongue forward and started playing with her tongue, she tasted so good, and the feeling was overwhelming. I never thought I would actually get to do this. We passionately made out for over an hour, just hugging and kissing. When we finally fell asleep I dreamt of her, and if there would ever be a next time. The next week she invited me to a little party she was having for her own eighteenth birthday and she asked me to stay the night at her place. She'd "even provide the drinks," she said teasingly. I hoped she was thinking what I was thinking of when she asked me. The last couple of days at school, we couldn’t get enough of each other, hugging and holding hands just like we always did, but we both knew it secretly had a deeper meaning. That Friday afternoon after school, we drove home in Alex's car, and were just chatting like everyday best friends. |
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great story
