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Anything Goes
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Lesbian Female / 25
My best friend since high school and I have had this thing. It all started one afternoon when we were at a pool party and we were getting dressed again after being in the pool all afternoon. I was sitting on the bed, she took her swimsuit off and she was standing right in front of me with nothing on and I got this urge, I just wanted to kiss her on her pussy. I grabbed her hips and planted a kiss on her pussy and pushed my tongue down into her slit. I fell off the bed on to my knees and I grabbed on to her hips and started eating her. She kept asking me what I was doing and I kept telling her to let me. Eventually after crawling around on my knees she had her back to the bed and she sat down and I was able to eat her, I ate on her pussy until my jaw hurt too much. Even then I laid my face in her pussy and told her to hold me tight.
We were 14 and I remember that afternoon every day, every time I see her. I became very aggressive and possessive with her. I kept her from having a boyfriend and we did everything together.
When we finished high school we went on a trip with some other kids from the school to Washington D.C., and the other sights around there. Mount Vernon and Monticello and all. I told her on that trip I expected her to show me respect and not keep taking her hand away from me or getting out from under my arm and even though we were going to share a room with two beds I wanted this to be our honeymoon. A boy from school was on the same trip and I told her I wanted her to tell him she was queer and to leave her alone.
When we got back from that trip we went to the beach and we got tattoos that said 'I'm Queer'.
She isn't queer. Not inside. I'm queer. The day she told me that she had dated this guy and he had gotten on her, I cried in front of her and begged her never to do that again. But she isn't queer. She is love with a man and she is getting married and I am supposed to be her maid of honor and stand beside her and support her when she gets married to this guy and goes and lives with him. I am going to do that because I love her.
We were 14 and I remember that afternoon every day, every time I see her. I became very aggressive and possessive with her. I kept her from having a boyfriend and we did everything together.
When we finished high school we went on a trip with some other kids from the school to Washington D.C., and the other sights around there. Mount Vernon and Monticello and all. I told her on that trip I expected her to show me respect and not keep taking her hand away from me or getting out from under my arm and even though we were going to share a room with two beds I wanted this to be our honeymoon. A boy from school was on the same trip and I told her I wanted her to tell him she was queer and to leave her alone.
When we got back from that trip we went to the beach and we got tattoos that said 'I'm Queer'.
She isn't queer. Not inside. I'm queer. The day she told me that she had dated this guy and he had gotten on her, I cried in front of her and begged her never to do that again. But she isn't queer. She is love with a man and she is getting married and I am supposed to be her maid of honor and stand beside her and support her when she gets married to this guy and goes and lives with him. I am going to do that because I love her.
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