Tamara/Tammy
It was just one of those days I would sneak off the hostel grounds and hook up with my boyfriend outside. His car would be there ready to convey us to his apartment where he would properly roughen me up.
We had just started dating about a month but he already had my back against the door of his room just two weeks into our new relationship. His palms slipped into my school shirt and grabbed my boobs through my sports bra first before he grabbed the main thing.
My precious, sweet, little nipples were pinched and twisted before he started to suck at them hungrily.
Down there it was getting hot and mushy. I liked that but it was missing something. What was missing? I could not place a finger on it. So, I just let my body go and let him press me into the door harder. He finally let one of my boobs go and I heaved a sigh of relief. While his fondling of my boobs was sweet, it hurt at the same time.
My boob was already aching by the time he let go. My sigh of relief did not last very long as the palm that just left my boob was now pulling the hem of my school skirt up. I knew what was to come next, I was no saint. I pulled my legs apart as far as they could go.
My wetness had soaked my panty a little and his finger just glided over the cotton material. Some tingly feelings spread through my body. I loved it but I was disappointed. It was not as intense as I wanted but I let out a low moan with my eyes closed hoping those feelings travelled deeper into my system but they did not.
When one of his fingers rode into my pussy, it stung but that was sweet too. Still, I did not feel it the way I was supposed to feel. All I could do was let out low moans and hope the tingly feelings go deeper into my system. They did not.
The next thing I know, I was on my knees faced with a nice-looking cock. He asked me to give him head. That should not be an issue. I had been giving heads to my girlfriend and other girls in school so I had no guilt about cheating on her. Still, I held that cock in my palm and froze. I just kept staring at it and in my head, I kept telling myself to go ahead and blow that dick.
He pressed my head forward to connect my mouth to his dick but I would not budge. I asked him to chill and give me a bit of time. My mind was made up quickly and I opened my mind to suck in his dick.
With tightly shut eyes, I wrapped my mouth around it but my mouth remained empty. At that moment, I gave up and told him I was not ready yet and would need time. He looked disappointed but I fed him my boobs again. He sucked them harder this time and they hurt more than before.
When it was time for me to leave, I had had a bitter-sweet experience that I did not know what to make out of it. It was sweet but not as sweet as I was expecting. He held me by the waist and came in for a kiss again. That too felt weird but we locked lips for a while before we went to the car and he went to drop me off close to my school.
The walk from there to my school was not more than five minutes but it took me longer to reach there. I was lost in thought. My mind could not leave what had just happened alone. Me? TAMMY?! I had gone back to virgin or novice at sex. What happened? What was missing?
The guy was making all of the right moves but my body was responding halfway to it. Was something wrong with my body? No, I was perfectly ok. All my questions were answered when I got to school. The big board at the entrance read “ALL-GIRLS HIGH SCHOOL”.
Another sigh of relief for the day, the guard on duty is my friend. All I needed was to squeeze some paper notes in his palm and I am on my way to the hostel with no questions asked. As I walked into the building, to the corridor, I started to come to reality with some things I had been ignorant to.
I had never developed a genuine interest in a guy nor had I seen a guy as overly handsome. I had always remained unmoved when other girls tell me of their sex romps with our teachers and security guards. I never fancied it nor pictured myself doing it.
Every time my mother discussed marriage with me, I always felt uncomfortable. I could just not picture myself with a man. Pregnancy was the one I saw as most uncomfortable and I always felt pity for pregnant women knowing fully well that I would not like to be in that situation. That was another reason why I could not picture myself getting married. What man would marry a woman that is not interested in carrying his child?
When my parents opted to register me to an All girls’ secondary school as a boarder, I did not feel it would change anything. I felt at home in school from the very first day. There were many beautiful girls around and everywhere scented like flowers.
It did not take me long to make friends with my mates and seniors. By the time I was in Js3, I had grown more mature and sex was no longer a new topic to me. I just did not picture it with a guy but, I could not picture it with a girl too. That would make me a lesbian and I was well informed about the kind of hate gay people receive in the country.
My liking for some girls went beyond liking, it became lust. I wanted to see them naked and do sexual things with their bodies but who would I tell? I only took solace in how we grabbed each other’s boobs when we played around in the hostels. I always wanted to do more than just grab boobs.
The day I walked in on my bunkmate and senior fingering herself, I watched to my heart’s content the way she moaned like a baby, and her waist continued to jerk upwards. It was blissful to watch and I was getting terribly turned on. For the first time, I felt like touching myself from the sheer knowledge of a sexual happening.
Before I could hold myself back, my finger was already in my pussy. The more I tried to stop myself, the more I watched my bunkmate, and the deeper I dug my finger into my pussy. Some wild sensations rushed through my bloodstream. When she looked up and caught me masturbating to her doing the same thing, I was too far gone to stop myself.
I found my legs rushing down to where she lay as she beckoned me. She looked me in the eyes and asked if I wanted to. Then her eyes trailed down to her wet pussy. I asked no questions, I did not hesitate, and I just went in there, heads first.
It was like a dream come true. I was all up in that pussy and I ate to my fill. I loved how I made her moan and cry, how I made her slender frame twist and bend. When she got hold of me, that was another bliss. I felt hot all over.
Her tongue was hot and cold at the same time and she was so gentle on me. I came multiple times and eventually lost my voice. For the rest of the week, we were fucking each other and she showed me many things and other girls that were lesbians or bi-sexuals too. From that moment, the idea of hooking up with a guy disappeared further into my memory.
By the time I got to Ss2, I had become one of the gold-star lesbians in school, and girls fought over themselves to spend time with me. It all went well till someone came up with the claim that I cannot claim I am lesbian since I have not taken a dick before.
We argued that it did not matter but my curiosity grew too and we agreed that I would date a guy from the boy’s school close to ours. He was a teacher there and he met me and my clique on one of those days we were going to get provisions from a nearby market.
I readily accepted, hoping to use him to experiment on me.
Me, a whole Tamara, I fuck all these girls in school. A guy pressed me into his door and was trying to fuck me. I had nice boobs and ass and he touched them right but my body just would not react to his touches. I could not even get wet enough. When I’m with my girls, I do not get wet, I flood and my panties become heavily soaked. It just was not right to be with a guy.
The closer I got to my room, the more clarity I got. I AM A LESBIAN and nothing more. I opened the door to meet my girl and another girl kissing in the room. They both were juniors to me. They saw me and smiled. They started to walk over to me while I locked the door. I wanted to enjoy this.
They start to pull my uniforms off followed by kisses and touches. My nipples became hard and I could feel my wetness, cum slid through my thighs. That tingle spread through my body this time. It was a steamy threesome with both girls.
After allowing this guy excess for two more weeks, I woke up one day and broke up with him.
Written by Reezy Sama
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