Naughty Lesbian Stories 2 - Coming Out
Hello Again to any and all readers that may have started to enjoy our Naughty Real Lesbian stories. There are so many more to come, however, as Narrator I feel it’s important to emphasize who each of these girls is individually, call it introductions. As I know Natalia best, we have decided to share her experience first. A story that entices as you read about a turning into a young woman and always blossoming.
Here are her words:
I believe some are born gay (me) but with women at least, it’s pretty easy to become confused. I did a whole analysis of this. So when I was a I played with Barbie’s, like basically all girls do. I never bought a Ken though, only Barbie. You see my little Barbie’s all had girlfriends. I didn't know anything about sex but I would make the Barbie’s kiss and scissor and stuff. Long before I knew about making love to a pussy, I had my Barbie’s kiss each other in between their legs ... As I got older I developed crushes.....on girls. In I had my first crush, Jamie. When I reached my girlfriends started talking about boys, and I could talk about them too, but just to fit in. I was part of that popular group (not to brag )...they would talk about what guy is cute and I would just sit there, daydreaming about girls, just nodding my head up and down to what they said, thinking that it might just be a phase. Then I reached 14. I met a girl named Bethany. We had -over’s, we became best friends. One night, she talked about boys, and just like many fantasy stories go, mine came true. She said "Want to practice kissing"?....well, I had waited for that for a long time...kissing turned into touching, touching turned into licking, licking turned into loving, and loving turned into my realization that Natalia is a lesbian!!! The entire time I was with Bethany my heart raced, chills ran down my spine over and over and over again, I loved it so much I felt like crying in sheer pleasure. I never wanted it to end. The smell of her pussy me and I wanted more. The taste of her skin engulfed my taste buds and I wanted to lick her for the rest of my life. Her soft skin drove me insane. Her hair, her eyes, her everything, I was in heaven, literally. High school came, I had a boyfriend for a short time because again, popular group. He was a football player, cute, he wanted sex with me and obviously I ..."I’m just not ready", I used that line. The whole time I daydreamed and fantasized about my cheerleader girlfriends, about that cute blonde sitting next to me in English. I couldn’t wait for college. It was freshman year of college and I started noticing a pattern in female sexuality. Up to this point I knew I was a lesbian, just didn’t tell people about it though, but that whole 'bisexual girl' or 'experimentation' topic never came up, I kind of never heard about it for some reason, up until freshman year. So then I started observing my sisters... it started small. I saw girls kiss each other. Then it progressed. I saw girls touch each other. Then it progressed even more. I saw girls lick and devour
each other’s pussies. Weekend’s came, and they would skip date dash with frats and head right over to our house, jump in a sisters bed, and just lick and eat. "So are you a lesbian" I asked some of them..."umm...fuck no, I’m straight, but she has super cute hair right"? The plot was thickening...then I asked more of them, "Megan you’re not lesbian are you"..."lesbian? No, I’m totally straight, I just drank a little". I saw this happen constantly. I then met other girls, not in my house, not in sororities, less attractive ones basically but super sweet. They had sex with a girl for the first time..."so would you consider yourself bisexual now"? I asked these girls...."well, possibly, I think so".....then as freshman year progressed, I got to know ANOTHER group of girls. These girls never got attention, definitely not in a house, just, not cute, but sweet.....they had sex with a girl...."if you put a label to your sexuality, what would it be"? I asked them...."oh, definitely lesbian"... Now before I get back to my 'analysis'. I decided, after tons and tons of sex, that I would come out as lesbian as maybe this would help other sisters come out too....well, none of them did. I came out, didn’t change a thing, but noticed nobody else in my house came out....they DID have sex with girls A LOT...so, what was going on? My analysis kicked in full blast senior year. Girls are in these four categories, and these may sound super like, shallow and stereotypical to some, but, its’ easier and you are choosing to take from my perspective. 1.) Hot, sexy, confident, a lot of attention from boys and girls....k, these girls would have sex with girls, and be totally, completely, and 100% straight. They said things like "oh it was just cute" or "she had soft skin" or "she’s just too adorable". But they never ever felt any connection with girls. They liked the sex, but no emotional attraction at all. Totally straight and TONS of my sisters fell into this category. 2.) Somewhat attractive, low self-esteem, not a lot of attention....these girls were ALWAYS confused. "Am I gay, am I bi"? They never knew it, always resorted to 'ok I’m bi" after some time. 3.) Not attractive, NO self esteem, insecure, never get attention...9 times out of 10 they chose girls instead of men. Were they born gay? No, I honestly don’t think they were. They still liked boys, liked how hot they were, but decided, "well, I can’t have them, and girls gave me orgasms, and they understand me, so I like them"...they DEVELOPED an emotional attraction to girls. Totally strange the insecure woman who gets no attention often resorts to this. This is super, super, super interesting. 4.) Sexy, smart, funny, amazing LESBIAN GIRLS! LIKE MEEEEE...last category loool. Were born lesbians, we love it, we are happy and that’s basically it!!!!! WOW I wrote way, way too much SORRY. I hope that makes sense because I’m fascinated by this stuff. Women, well, we are interesting.—Natalia.
I think she wrote beautifully, anyone else agree? Again, to all our readers, comments most welcome and please remember, its one world, be nice to each other. – The Narrator.