Story 1: A One Sided Love

Hello. My name is Kairi. I am 15 years old and misunderstood. People might call me a slut because my sex records are off the charts, and yet I still seem normal to people. People like me, I have no idea why. I'm weird and sometimes a bitch. Yet, when my friends need advice or a honest ear, I am there for them.

I want so desperately to leave my past. I know it makes me a coward, but I am not happy. So far my life is very tragic and rough. Yet, I still can find oh-some little joy that I can make me contented.

And no matter how many sex partners I have, one is the most that floods through my mind. Here is my story...

My first love was a boy, cute boy, with spikey brown hair. His name is Sora. Some say that it isn't love when your in the first grade, but hell, it felt like it. We used to sneak around and fool around. Until that day when he left. No good-bye, no trace of him what-so-ever. Like he vanished into thin air. But no matter what, it seems I am bound to wait for him.

My next love, I mean, true love was in the 6th grade. I mean, it felt like true love even if she didn't feel that way. Yes a she.Her name, I'll remember it forever. Namine. When I first saw her at C.E.S I thought I saw a goddess in disguise. Immediately, I made her my best friend. She was new around here at Destiny Islands, so I showed her around. After that day of September 26th, we became inseperable. I pretended to like boys because she did, considering my past with boys.

We wrote love letters to them even though I wanted to give mine to Namine.We used to go to the near by library and used the computers to chat online. One friday in November, I stayed the night at her house. Her mom and grandpa was out doing drugs so we sat and watched TV. I felt her stare at me every now and then, until finally she called my name.

"Kairi?"

I turned my head and felt her warm lips against my own wanting lips. She pulled back and blushed.

"I'm sorry, I j-just wanted to try it." She stammered.

At that moment, I had my chance to claim her, even if she never truly loved me.

"Namine," I spoke and put my hands on the sides of her face. I had my moment, my chance and I took it. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her. Oh how I dreamt of those soft pale pink lips against my own. Oh how I wanted to grab her gently and sucumb to her every need. To caress her pinkish pale nipple with my warm tongue and slide my middle finger into her hot tight pussy. I wanted to hear her whisper my name when I fucked her brains out.

But, it was new. I didn't want to go to fast. Making out was our only option at this point. I wasn't really sure if it was love or lust, all I know was I wanted her.

Everyday, anytime we could, we went to the library and fooled around. That was our sanctuary, even though it was public. Anywhere it was private, we kissed and fondled one another. Everytime we kissed it was the same vibe from her, a sensual vibe, one that needed me.

A couple weeks later, one special friday night, my sister Rikku was gone and my parents were asleep upstairs, and I invited her over. We slept downstairs on my sisters bed and messed around, but this time it was a little different. Her body begged for me, like a one night stand wanting to repeat every night. Her blue eyes looked up at mine asking my permission to fuck her with no regret.

I nodded at her and flipped her over. I started kissing her at her mouth, then traveled down to her neck, sucking and pricking it until she begged for more.

Her begging filled me with want. Torture is what I loved to do. She called me a string of names like 'sadist' and 'masochist' and that only turned me on more.

I went to her right breast and played with her nipple with my tongue. My hand slowly traveled down her thin stomach to her vagina. I lifted my index finger and placed it on her clit. She moaned a little as I rubbed her and sucked on her.

I kept my eyes open and watched her drown in pleasure. I transitioned over to the other breast, but kept my hand in that place, rubbing her.

She finally couldn't have enough of it. "Move lower!" She moaned.

I slowly and seductivly moved lower down her lightly coated sweat frame down to her juicy pussy. I stuck out my tongue and put it to her clit and licked her. She moaned a little louder, "Kairi!"

I closed my eyes and sucked and licked her. I could tell she was in a pleasureable trance. Her hands, tangled deep in my hair pulling and rubbing. That pain was my pleasure.

I lifted my hand and inserted my digits into her hot pussy. I continued to suck and lick while fingering her. She moaned louder.

"More!" She cried out to me. I was giving her all I could but it wasn't enough. So I pulled out my chest and took out the dildo.

It was blue and green and went with the strap on. It was around 8 inches long, 2 inches longer than a normal penis. I put on the strap on and laid on my back. She hurridly got up and postioned herself on it.

She adjusted to it and pounced on it. I held her in place watching her boobs bounce up and down with her. I watched her facial expression the whole time. Her eyes were closed, but her eyebrows and mouth told the same story. Pleasure.

Her frame, her lips, her pussy, I had it all whenever I could.

She continued until her orgasm exploded. She stopped and got off it. The juices of her orgasm was still on it. I got up to got get a towel to clean it off, but she stopped me.

"I want our cunt to blend."

I nodded at her and took it off. I handed it to her and laid down. She spreaded my legs and started to eat me. I felt so good, nothing like what I've experiment before. I moaned, filled with euphoria.

She stopped when I was ready. She positioned herself between my legs and entered me. "Ah!" I screamed, my pussy was filled with a hard, thick dildo and it felt so good! She stayed there until I adjusted to it and I beckoned her to move. She nodded and started moving slowly.

"Oh, un, ahh!" I moaned. It drove her crazy. She kept her hands on my hips as she pounded into me. I felt it, my orgasm built up inside me. My moaning went louder and from 'ohs' to 'fuck' and 'harder' she did as she was told and went faster and harder. My mind was everywhere. I couldn't even think straight.

Sweat started building on both of our bodies. Oh, but I wasn't done. She kept going, but I wanted to change positions. I hopped on it and finished.

I felt my orgasm explode through my body as I fell next to her. Persperation coated our bodies and fell down our faces. This felt a lot like like love. At least, I thought.

After that, we fucked many times. But this was special to me. I never knew if it was love or a 7 month fling. In March, she told me she was leaving for Christmas Town to live with her dad.

I watched as she got on the Silver Dauchund bus and leave. Christmas Town is 550 miles away. I cried for a while after watching her leave. I don't think I am ever truely get over it.

It has been three years since I have seen her or heard her, and I don't think I will ever again. Even though I loved her, she didn't love me the way I loved her. But no matter who I'm with or what I do with other people, she is the one I could always see myself with. Thats a sad thing on this one sided love.

This story is based off my life... I used to be a full out lesbian. I changed a lot!

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Dre-ChanChie