Selena's Crush

 This story, did in fact happen. I won't say I'm not proud of it, because that's not how I think of it. If anyone reading this is anti-lesbian, well, I have a few places in mind that you could go to. Some names have been changed to protect some people that are innocent, and some people that are less than innocent.

I was in eigth grade, my last year in Junior High, when I developed feelings for another girl. My first name is Selena, and my last name isn't too important (Neither is my first name, but...). I sat behind a girl named Sarah in Social Studies. She was five foot nothing, long beautiful dark hair, a face that an angel would kill for, and a great personality. The thing was, I was never very popular, and to this day, I still am not popular. People just naturally hate me, I suppose. She wasn't very popular either, but was more so than I was, and yet still treated me as a friend.
I had always thought of myself as straight, and just a year before I was with a guy. But she was... incredible. It never occurred to me that I might be bi or a lesbian until one night I was thinking of her while I was masturbating (Yes, I masturbate. And so do you! I KNOW IT!). It scared me, and I went to my therapist. He said that there was nothing wrong with being a lesbian, that it was just different, not wrong.
It was incredible when she asked me to go to the movies with her and a few of her friends. I could barely speak past the lump in my throat. I finally said yes.
The movie was a boring (and disgusting) war movie, where people got shot up constantly. All four of us were pretty grossed out. Afterwards, we hung out at Sarah's house until her two friends had to go home. My mother called and told me my aunt had died, and that I had to stay over Sarah's house that night.
I walked back into Sarah's room to tell her, and found her sitting on her bed, masturbating while looking at a porn site with nude men. Immediately, my panties were drenched. She noticed me, and told me I could use the computer to find something that I would like better. I decided now would be the time I'd tell her about my lesbianism.
I pulled up a lesbian porn site while she watched, and began to finger myself throught my skirt. She looked shocked, but then playfully put a hand up my skirt. I spread my legs and begged for her to finger me. She looked very shocked, to say the least. I went back to fingering myself. Suddenly she flung herself at me and began to kiss me, forcing me to let her touch me in any way she pleased. Her hands roamed everywhere.Only after five minutes of deep kissing did she slip a finger into me. I begged like a slut. Finally she began to pump me with her finger, and I had my very first orgasm from someone else.
She got up, and asked if lesbians eat pussy better than men. I slowly nodded. She told me to lie down, and I did. Then she got on top of me, and I ate her out. She was delicious. She came on my face, and I cleaned it up with a paper towel. Then we kissed for a little bit, and she asked why I never told her how I felt about her. I didn't answer. I had fallen asleep.