My First Love

by Firelade

Hey, my name is Amy. I have been on this site many times before and I always thought to myself that I was not ready to tell my life story on how I came out of the closet. But thanks to all the stories out there I know I am now. This is the story of my first encounter after I knew what I was.

When I was 13 I was just budding into my womanhood. I was always horney and I always lay in my bed every night n rubbed my clit untill I passed out and slept. My mother was never home and my father was nonexistant so I have plenty of alone time in my teen years. Usually I sat on the couch and played video games waiting for 7 o'clock to start supper for myself and left-overs for my mom. For the most part I was bored and lonley, there would be days I would stand infront of the mirror in my room and look over my nude body and see my 32 A cup breasts and ask myself if I even needed a bra (which I never wore till I was 18). Then my eyes would travel down and see the bald little slit which I adored. But then I would give up on my horneyness and look at the whole picture, an abnormally tall 13 year old girl, standing at 5'8" and weighing 120lbs, with mid-back lenght blonde, always straight, hair and, a pair of the greyest blue eye you would ever see, and I would love that sight.

On April 15th of my 8th grade year I met the girl that would change my life forever and her name was Shelby. She was a tiny little thing standing at 5'and 85 lbs with no visible breasts and shoulder length black hair. The moment I saw her walk into the caffiteria I felt something I though I should only feel for boys, lust. But I ignored every fiber of my being and went after her to meet her and talk to her. That day I wore a plain black tant top and jeans, as I wore almost every day, and I felt like a slut when I finally got close to her because she wore a black hoody, to cover herself, and jeans.

"Hey." I said as I came to her side and I kid you not she almost hit she ceiling she jumped so high and her books just flew every were. I couldn't say I'm sorry enough times while I was helping her pick everything up.

"I am sooo sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," I said when she had everything back in order, "I'm Amy, but every one insists on calling me Mat, so you might as well ask why then join the croud."

But to my surprise is what came next. "I don't like that name....Amy is beautiful. Mat is brutish and dumb. I'm Shelby." She said as she held out her hand to shake mine. "Why are you called that."

"I'm a wrestler." I said to her expecting what all girls save a few do when they hear that, look at me in decust and walk away. But she stood there and smiled, a smile that almost made me melt right there.

"Thats good to know that there will be atleast one girl then that can save me when I'm being bullied." She said in a laughing tone as we walked to first home room. For the rest of the day I wished that I see this new girl in any of my classes but to my disappointment it was not to be. At the end of the day I saw her waiting on a bench infront of the school so I sat next to her. She looked at me and what she asked hit me as a good start to a friendship. "Hey um...do you wana come over today. I mean it is Friday and my mom would probably let you stay the night if your mom says yes."

"My mom is never home so she doesn't care...so HELL YA." When I said that she giggled and I felt butterflies in my belly at that moment.

When we got to Shelby's house her mom said that she was going to have to leave early, about 2am, for her shift. We played Mario and had fun out side and talked about random stuff, but what took the cake was when she told me that she thought that she was a lesbian. I didn't know what to say because I didn't know if I was striaght, bi, or a lesbo so I listened to her talk about how she would spy on her mom when her mom played with herself. I was enchanted with her stories of spying on other girls and her mother and eventually teachers.

When the stories were over it was around 2 in the moring and we heard her mom leave. That is when she surprised me."Kiss me."

"WHAT!"

"Kiss me please."

"But your a girl and I'm a girl."

"So."

I just stared at her blankly not knowing what to do. That's when she suprised me and softly put her hands on my hips and kissed me. I at first was terrified but I wanted to kiss her back so I did and the softness of her lips mad it inpossible for me not to want more. She pulled me on top of her and we made out for what felt like days with our tongues dancing in each others mouths and our lips inseperable. When we finally broke our kiss she smiled and I asked if we could go further.

And so we did but she asked if we could preform a strip dance for each other. I smiled and stood, I felt powerful and strong while my hips and body moved. Shedding clothes as though they were but flakes of dead skin that needed to be removed. Eventually I stood there in nothing but my red panties and she did the same but with her in a pink pair. As bare as we were she layed me on her bed and started to suckle on my nipples and I almost couldn't breath it felt so great. When I did the same to her she almost had an orgasm from just that.

When the hour or so of that wonderful experiance she said to me "Can we make love." I could never refuse so we both layed there stark naked with our hairless pussies touching just barely. We interlocked our legs and started to grind ever so slowly untill we came. Then we sifted to scissoring and again within minutes we were cumming and again only a minute after the last.

From that day forword we experemented and grew closer untill this day in which I must wait for my beloved April 15th to walk down an isle in a flowing white dress to become married to my Shelby...to my love...to my wife...to my world.