This is a fictional story that contains or will contain explicit sex between two young females. If you're not at least 18 or this kind of sex offends you, please don't go any further. This is my first story, so please be indulgent with me and forgive me for my english mistakes. Go on,
The thought of spending the rest of my life with a girl crossed my mind for the first time at the tender age of 13. Always, when i watched a film on tv or read a magazine, i'd always stare to the girls bodies and for two years i dreamt about having a wild night with Sharon Stone. I had that kept inside until, after high school, i applied to go to the states for college. Higher education, new experiences but above all it represented the chance to be myself without caring about what others might say, just be myself. So the first thing i told my room mate about my life was that i loved girls. She told me it was alright but also, that i would never get anything from her, and that was fine because she wasn't really of my type.
Being in New York was great and study in Columbia was the dream of my life, but it was another thing I desired the most. I wanted to find someone to date, someone to experience again, and for the second time of my love, the glorious lesbian sex, so I spent the free week I had before the start of classes to hang around the city and find places to go clubbing. Also, I met some of my new class mates and some people of my residence and they were great not having any problem with my lesbian condition, though I knew not all would be that easy.
First day in class and I wanted to go back home. It scared the hell out of me all the work I had to do. I spent many September and October nights crying. I was doing it really bad, specially at my anthropology classes, so the teacher, a woman in her 50's suggested me to get a tutor and so I did. The academics secretary found me a girl in second year that suited my requirements and they made an appointment to meet her the following day.
I nearly fell from my chair when I saw her entering my residences study room. She waved me and mouthed "hi". I figured that she knew what I look like by my pic. I stared at her until she reached where I was, admiring every trace of her body, looking straight to her blue eyes and enjoying her smile.
"Hi, I'm Danielle but everyone here calls me Dani and I suppose you're Marta, the international student that really needs help, no?"
I couldn't stop looking at those beautiful eyes of hers. Couldn't believe she was going to be my tutor for the rest of the semester. "Marta??" she asked
"Oh, yeah, I'm your girl. The one who is lost in anthropology." 'you're acting like if you were an idiot' I said to myself.
"Ok, so let's start. What are you studying right now?"
"Oh we are just on the second lesson of the subject program. We're supposed to do a work about the evolution of women's rights on the 20th century and compare it to the situation that existed before" I said looking at my notebook, not wanting to let her know that my face was red.
"That's easy girl. We will have your homework done before the deathline, that is..?" I wasn't listening her at all so I didn't answered her question. "Marta, you seem to be far away from here. What happens?"
"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking about the classes. What was your question?" I asked her back
"I asked you when was the deathline of your homework." She was beginning to think I was a fool.
"I have to give it to the teacher before Christmas, so I guess we have plenty of time" I answered back lightly smiling.
"Don't be so sure. By the end of November you'll have plenty of works to do before Christmas. Believe me, I've been through this. So, it's time we start, don't you think?"
"Yep you're right".
I didn't pay much attention to what she was trying to explain, as I passed the whole hour admiring her face.
"We've done for today, Marta." And then she asked me "Would you like to go downtown to take some coffee?"
"I would love to!" but suddenly the smile on my face disappeared. I remembered I had to meet some class mates to finish some work. "I can't. I didn't remember I had to meet some class mates"
"It's ok. I see you are not having many problems settling here, no?" she asked me "Not really. People is wonderful and everybody is helping me a lot. It's starting to be like home."
"I read on your profile that you're from Spain. How did it occur to you to apply to study here? I think I would die of sadness if I would have had to study far from new york. I'm a native new Yorker and I couldn't live far from this city." She said smiling.
"I wanted something different. I wanted to be as far as I could from my town and showing the world what I really am. And I had the marks, the most important part, so I applied and they accepted me. That's the story"
"Next day, you have to tell me the longer version of this story of yours" she said
"Ok, I promise you. But now I have to go or my mates will go mad at me" I said while giving her a kiss on each chick. She looked surprised so I said to her "In my country, every time we met our friends we welcome them with two kisses on the cheeks and so we do when they leave"
"Ah.. ok!"
While making my to the library to meet my class mates, I thought about her reaction. If she was so surprised about two kisses on the cheeks what would she tought if I ever adventured myself to kiss her on the lips? Definitely I had no hope with her, but I still wanted her as a friend.
I couldn't wait to see her again and I was sure I would have to wait until our next meeting, but life gives surprises. The following saturday, I was heading to underground station when I saw her. She was chatting with another girl and saying her goodbye when she finally saw me.
"Marta, hi, how are you?" she said while walking towards me.
"Hi, Dani, I'm really fine"
"Where are you going?" she asked
"I'm going to the city, to explore a little and buy some things." I answered. "Would you like to join me?" I was hoping she would say yes. She took her time and finally answered me.
"Sorry, I was thinking what I had to do today. Nothing important is on and I don't want spent all day at home, so let me be your cicerone and show the most interesting places of this great city" and she began laughing.
"It will be great. Let's go?"
"Let's go."
We spent all the morning visiting all the music stores she knew. I bought some new records of indie and classic bands and she bought an Elvis CD. I looked at her surprised.
"What? Do you think I'm insane?"
"No. It's only that I didn't think that you, so young, would like Elvis."
"Hey I'm 20 and you're only a year younger than me and you have bought some Led Zeppelin rarities" We both laughed.
"It seems we are a little weird" I said
"If people really think that about us, they don't know what they're missing."
It was time to grab some lunch, so we headed to a McDonald's near to the next shop we wanted to visit.
"I can't stand fast food. I'm still not into having a sandwich for lunch. I'd die to eat a full lunch" I said giggling.
"Hey, now we have time, why don't you tell me something about you and Spain?"
We spent the afternoon chatting and we completely forgot about shopping. She asked me all kind of questions about my country and me, but I didn't tell her I was a lesbian, it scared me a lot. Maybe because I was falling in love with her.
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