First of all, I am not a lesbian but I would like to say that I am open to all kinds of sex. I met my friend Esra in high school. She was a student in the class next to mine. She had a very seductive beauty. In fact, she was the one who attracted me and pushed me to have a relationship with a girlfriend for the first time. Esra must have understood my passions because one day she invited me to her house. When we got home, her mother and sister were there.
After sitting together and chatting, Esra and I went to her room with the excuse of studying. As soon as I got inside, Esra threw me on the bed and locked the door. She understood that I wanted her so badly. Esra first took the beers she had stashed away earlier and sat next to me on the bed. He told me to drink the beers quickly and we finished them in almost one gulp. When he threw me onto the bed, I knew right away that we were going to have a relationship, but that wasn’t the case. We were chatting. At first, we talked about nothing.
He was obviously trying to somehow turn the subject and get to the subject that he and I had mutual feelings for without actually telling each other. But he couldn’t get to that subject. The minutes passed and he realized that he couldn’t get out of it and couldn’t resist and he stuck to my lips. Esra suddenly stuck to my lips and he pulled away. And he apologized to me. I didn’t say anything and we sat there in silence for a while. I liked it a lot but I didn’t show it at first. Later, with the effect of a little beer, we both started to open up. Esra had told me that she actually liked me too then. My excitement increased even more and so did I. I had confessed that I liked her.
She hugged me and we started kissing like crazy. Esra didn’t leave my place without kissing or caressing. We made love for minutes, whispering in our ears that we were in love with each other. This love of ours lasted seriously for 2 years and ended when her current husband came between us.
