I Discovered I was lesbian at age 18 and I stopped meeting and dating man. I was girly and always took care of myself. In bed, my lover told me, I was...more a giver and I never really pay attention to it because for me sex was sex. I met my girlfriend Carmen at age 23 she was 31. Carmen was a black woman taller than me, I was 5'2 and she was 5'9. She had a a small ass and medium bubble butt. She had those green magical eyes that make me weak each time she looked to me. Carmen was clearly the. ...uhhhh..." she trailed off."What Emma...? I said over hurried breaths, still focusing on sliding my shaft in and out of Emma's pussy. I could watch it flex to accommodate me, her insides making way for the penetrating staff.She moaned, she tried to catch enough breath..."I could get pregnant......Ohhhhh God, I don't give a.... fuckkkkkkkk......oooooh." I pushed in deeper on that one, spurred on by what I could tell my little sister was implying over an escalating orgasm."Just fill me up. I could be "girly" if Iwanted to be - after all I was now a girl.And I admitted to myself that I wanted to be - at least some of the time,although I still wanted to be practical in my clothing choices.And after a couple of boys had approached me, I could also admit that thebig reason why I turned them down had to do with already having someone inMelody rather than a lack of physical attraction to boys - or at least someboys.And I could live with that.Then, in my last class, something weird. I followed her and while she was getting the cubes, I kissed her neck from behind. She arched her head back and rested it on my shoulders. She looked me into my eyes. There was something very romantic about the way she looked. I then kissed her. The tongue swirling lasted for about three minutes. My right hand went down to explore the deep valley below and my right hand explored her mountains. I guess I am an explorer.  Since I’m more of a pussy guy I decided to get down first. I carried her.