I had a lot of people tell me they wanted history, so here ya go!I'm open to anymore comments and i love to hear people tell me what they like or dislike. Venus
I've never truely felt like i belong in my school. I started out being this geeky little freshman. Then I met Tracy. And my life changed. Tracy, the first day I saw her i felt this heat between us, I didn't think about it, you know, teenage hormones are all screwed up. Nickole was beautiful. She had dark brown hair and smokey blue eyes. She was definelty there.(She made a statement, to put it lightly) She had nice breasts, a little over a b but not quite a C yet. Anyways, my little group of friends were talking and in walked Tracy. She wore tall black thigh high boots, black fish net stocking, a leather miniskirt, a black tube top and leather jacket. Her long brown hair was piled in her head with a claw and little "sex curls" hung around her face. Since my group was into the gothic at that time she fit right in as she walked up and started to talk.
"Do any of you have psychology first hour?" Her words were like silk, she had this cute acent, not very noticeable, but there. I was really glad for once I hadn't changed classes. "Yeah, I do. My name is Venus, you?" "Venus? I love it, like the Goddess or the pianting? oh my name is Tracy. I had no idea about the painting godess thing, I'd never thought of it like that. "My mother say the goddess, my father says the painting." i smiled as she smiled, she had a crooked smile with rooked teeth and her eyes just twinkled. After the beel rang I lead her around to her locker and over to our class. Mr. Smith intorduced her and she got to sit next to me. I was glad. She seemed to know a lot about personalities and stuff so I could finally talk to a real person (my class was a little slow.) We sat and talked though the hour and realized we had about 5 of the 7 classes together, and lunch. As the bell rang for class to end, we stood up and i walked her to her next class, explaining as much as i could. As i walked down the hall i realized i was wet, my pussy seemed to be dripping and i swore i could smell it. I got nervous. I'd never felt that way about a girl, an the guys in my school never really turned me on. I tried to shrug it off and went on to class. all during the class I thought about Tracy. She was so beatiful, her hair, her legs, her breasts. I found my self thinking about her pussy, it was barely hid under that skirt. All of a sudden I was thrown back to reality when the bell rang. I went through the next class the same way. Nickole and I shared all the afternoon classes and I couldn't stand to have to sit next to her, she might find out.. others might find out. As I walked to my car for lunch I heard Tracy yelling my name. "Venus! Hey V! Hold Up!" I turned arounf to see her walking towards me, her body sawying. Oh how i wanted her. We went out to my car and drove over to my normal smoking place, a little dam near the edge of town, the cops don't care if there are cars there, as long as it isn't loud. I pulled out a cigarette and Tracy laughed. "That's all? Try this..." She dug throough her bag and found a joint. I didn't know, smoking was one thing, pot was another. She lit up and handed it to me. i took a long drag. After a while we were both pretty stoned. (I've found that I giggles at everything.) We were both pretty open.. talking about everything. Then it came out, god, you're so beautiful.
i couldn't believe i had just said that. What would she think? that it was a friend to friend or woman to woman? Tracy just looked at me and smiled. "You beautiful too. I saw that from the first moment. You have nice breasts."
(My breasts have always been my pride an joy. C cups in my school are uncommon and i have the biggest breasts.) I blushed, "thanks. So do you." Then Tracy leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. " i can tell... am i right?" I wanted her so much at that instance, but i played it cool. "what do you mean?' Tracy just leaned over and kissed me, her lips slightly parting as her tounge filled my mouth. They were so soft... i will always remeber them, like silk gliding over my lips. She ran her hands through my hair and pulled me closer.. i kissed her back then too. I wrapped my arms around her small little body and ran my hands over her smooth, warm skin. As the kiss broke we just looked at each other, our eyes seemed to melt into this understand. We sat in the back of my car for the next twney minutes, just kissing and feeling one another. Tracy and I both wanted to try differnt things but i mean, i just realized i was gay, how could i just simple then sleep with her. We just explored one another, our hands roaming over our shoulders and backs.We both realized the time factors and headed back to school. I didn't know what to think as i sat in my classes. I just sat there in a daze, thinking about Tracy and how wonderful her lips tasted and felt. I couldn't wait until we had some more free time...