Am I a Lesbian?
This question has been on my mind my entire life. I’ve always had relationships with women — not just sex, but actual romantic relationships.
I want to start by telling you about my first one.
I was in my first year of medical school back then, and there was this girl — let’s call her Katya. Obviously, I’m not going to use her real name. We talked a lot, but it was completely innocent. No obvious flirting or anything like that.
It was only toward the end of the year, when we got sent to do our practical training together, that I started trying to make a move on her somehow. It was pretty difficult for me because I had absolutely no experience with anything like that at the time.
Oh, and by the way, this story is true. I didn’t make it up so you could jerk off to it.
Anyway, we started going to this placement together, and there really wasn’t much fun about it. Nothing particularly pleasant, honestly :)
But one day our session got cancelled and we suddenly had the whole day free. They put us in the nurses’ room. We weren’t allowed to leave the building — we had to stay there for at least a couple of hours so they would count the day as completed.
She was a redhead, by the way. I don’t know if that matters to you, but it mattered to me. I was insanely jealous of that huge mass of hair and its color.
And, well, so you have something to jerk off to — yes, she was beautiful.
We were sitting there talking about something. After all these years, I honestly don’t even remember what. But eventually we started kissing.
And no, not gently like in lesbian movies.
It was fucking intense.
Hands in each other’s hair, pulling at each other, really going at it. She didn’t know what I liked sexually, and I didn’t know what she liked either, because we had never talked about any of that before.
You think we moved on to eating each other out, masturbating each other, and fucking?
Fuck no.
We just kept kissing, slapping each other across the face, spitting in each other’s faces, then kissing again, then slapping each other again.
We were masturbating ourselves, though. And yes, we were wearing those ridiculous cheap medical gowns over our regular clothes.
I think this was probably one of the most unexpected experiences of my life.
Everyone imagines their first time with a woman will happen somehow differently.
But nope.
Mine happened exactly like that.
Am I a lesbian?
I don’t think so.
I absolutely adore women and their beauty, but I still like dicks more.
So yeah. That’s the story.
I’m going to try to add comments here now, by the way. But yeah, this post isn’t actually about that.
Still, once I get them working, leave something there so I know the damn things actually work.
With love, Forest Whore.
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