I guess this is where this goes. I never had a boyfriend, not that I didn't try, but they were always just best friends. Maybe they knew something. When I went off to college I had never had a personal romance, my dates to the prom were with boys from our group, we were friends. I left for college with the biggest dream of being able to find a boy friend, I also wanted so bad to have sex. The thing was that I wasn't an ugly or bad looking girl, but I just could not get or make a boy want me physically.

At school all freshmen had to live in the dorm. In my case, the rooms were for two, each with its own bathroom. Laundry on each floor. My roommate, which I signed up for random pic, was a blue eyed, blond atheltic girl. She was into sports, and she was good at it, she had boys lined up to take her out. I didn't even get the leftovers, she would not introduce me to them. She went out almost every night.

One night, she came back late, I was studying and I asked her how things went and she told me about how much fun she had and I made the comment that I had never dated. She looked at me with a stupid look and asked if I had ever been fucked. I said no, she asked if I had been kissed or felt up, and I said no. She said that what I needed was a good fucking and she would arrange that for me, but that after I got fucked she didn't want to hear anything about it, because she was going to get me fucked the hard way.

She got undressed, and so did I. I was standing in my underwear, took off my bra to put on my nightgown. She said she could not believe that my pussy had never been fucked, and she grabbed me and pushed me down on my bed and took my breast in her mouth and bit down on my nipple while she pushed her hand down my panties and pushed two fingers deep inside my vagina and finger fucked me while she rubbed my clitoris with her thumb. I felt she was going to bite my nipple off so I kept holding on to her head, until her thumb rubbed me so hard and fast that I had my first induced orgasm.

She took my panties off, and took hers off too, and she straddled my head lowered herself on to my face. She rode my face for a bit, before turning around and going down on me in a 69 position while she pushed herself on my face. I wasn't eating her, and she got back up and told me to eat her, to get my tongue in her vagina and fuck her with my tongue, then to suck her clitoris and for me to finger fuck her like she had finger fucked me. That night she licked my ass and pushed her tongue down my throat. She made me kiss and eat her and lick her ass too. By the time we stopped to go to sleep it was after five, she spooned me and that is how we woke up.

She turned out to be a confirmed jock lesbian, and I turned out to be her type. The guys she dated were cover. She got fucked a lot, because that is why guys dated her, but what she did with me that first night, that was all her. And that was all me. I took to it, I became real good at it, we became sexual lovers, experimenting with every position and everything we could think of, sometimes settling down for long marathons of kissing and groping. For the rest of the semester we slept together, for the rest of the semester we were insatiable. We had both found out something about ourselves, we had found out what we really were. We were both lesbians, from different sides of isle, but both lesbians.

I went on later to fall in love with another woman, older and more experienced than me, it was my first true love crush, and later to meet the woman I live with today. She is my same age, we are both in our mid thirties now and we are neither in or out, we don't care. As to her, she ended up being a teacher and coach. We stayed in touch for a long time, and then it just died away. I imagine that if I were to run into her my heart would run away because I still have these strong feelings for her. We just aren't the same on other planes, we could never be a couple.