This is my first story on literotica and this will be one that will have a slow build to the sex. It's much more for the story than the sex. I will be publishing other stories soon that will be more sex oriented and will contain lots of kinky fetishes that showcase the kind of pervert I really am. But this story isn't for that. Also, I would like to state that I am not completely familiar with pride marches or the map of United States or the United States Education system and a lot of info regarding those in this story is what I got from Google, so it may not be 100% accurate. That said, please let me know how you felt about this story in the comment section. Thank You.
EDIT: Grammar and sentence corrections made.
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The sound of the doorbell brought me out of my gaming trance. I typed out a quick 'AFK' to my teammates and rushed over to the door, eager to scare off whoever the annoying visitor was so I could get back to my DOTA 2. The bell rang once again before I could reach the door, irritating me once again. Finally, I reached the door, and swung it open to find my best friend staring at me with a playful smirk on her face.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Is this a bad time?"
I didn't bother responding with anything more than a grunt of displeasure.
"You should see the look on your face when I catch you in between one of your games. What is it now, that doat thing again, or is it that sky thing?"
"It's called DOTA 2, and you should know their names by now. We've been friends since we were kids and I've been playing these games for at least a year. Besides, you knew I'd be playing. You know when I start and when I finish, so why do you always show up right in the middle?"
"Because, I love you."
No, don't get the wrong idea. I am a lesbian, but she's not. She's my bestie and she loves me in that way, just as I do her. And while we're here let me lay down the base of this cake, paint the background sky, build the framework, whatever you'd like to call it.
I'm Cathy, short for Catherine Meyers, a senior in high school studying computers, and I'm what all of you lot call a nerd. I like to play a lot of games, don't go out on dates, keep my grades up (enough to hopefully get into MIT), blah, blah, blah stereotype. I even own thick nerdy glasses and used to wear braces (my teeth look perfect now though). Now with that out of the way, let's get to my appearance. I'm about five foot four inches tall with wavy chocolate brown hair that I usually keep up in a ponytail. I have rather small barely B-cups that just refuse to grow no matter how hard I try massaging them or drinking milk or whatever else that is supposed to work, but evidently doesn't.
I also have a rather skinny stature, owing to the previously mentioned gaming trance that I fall into every time I have a controller in my hand. Gaming has also caused my skin to end up rather pale, since I don't really get out in the sun too much. I'm also an
'out'
lesbian. I say out like that because even though I came out officially, very few people actually know about it. The important people do know, like my parents, my bestie, her parents and a few others, but I didn't really want the hassle that comes with being a lesbian, as I'm already dealing with the problems of being a nerd. I do want to participate in pride marches, etc. and actually, that's where this story really starts out, but I digress.
Moving on, the girl who walked in earlier was my bestie and roommate, Sanjana 'Sanju' Krishnan. She's of Indian origin, but her parents moved to the states when she was very young. The two of us got to know each other very young because they were, and still are, our neighbors back at home. We've been together through elementary school, middle school, her convincing her parents to let her study Liberal Arts, my coming out, and a lot more. And now, we moved to Boston, Massachusetts together for high school, hoping we both could get admission in our preferred Ivy League Universities, me into MIT or Harvard and her into Williams or Amherst.
She, like all Indians, has jet black hair and chocolate brown skin, and never tell her that I actually admit it, she's
just a tiny bit
taller than me. The real thing that bugs me is her gracious C-cups that just pop out at anyone trying to read her shirt. And she gets a lot of guys, even though she is as much of a nerd as I am. She's a real slut, but only to other nerds and geeks. She hates going out with jocks and all those players. According to her, they need to be able to hold a conversation with her as well. Though I don't see the point because she never dates any of them, only sleeps with them.
Up until last December, we lived with Sanju's aunt and uncle who lived in Massachusetts. But when they had to move back to India, we had to move out and get a place of our own for these last few months. We found an apartment very close to our high school for the time being. Right now it's March, we've submitted our applications for various universities and are currently awaiting the result of our efforts.
Now, getting back to current time and our living room.
"Who was today's lucky guy?"
"There's this cute guy called Joshua in my History class who I've had my eye on for a week."
"So, what happened?"
"Gave him a handjob."
"That's it? You guys were all alone, in one of your secret spots, you've had your eye on this guy for a week and all you did was give him a handjob."
"Who said we were in one of my spots?"
"Then where... Wait! History is the last class you have today, and you came straight home, that means... No... No way... You gave him a handjob, IN CLASS!" Her smirk said everything that needed to be said. I couldn't believe her, was she trying to get expelled, just as she was about to graduate.
"Oh come on Cathy, we've already applied to the colleges, the professor wasn't even in class and everyone was either asleep or doing the same thing I was. We're done with high school."
"But still..."
"You worry yourself too much. I'm a little adventurous, but I'm not stupid. Besides, I don't think that guy is worth sleeping with. He's a quick shot, everything was over in a few minutes, barely enough to satisfy me."
"You go for the nerds, and yet you expect them to know how to have sex. That guy would probably blow his load at just the thought of some hand touching his penis, which isn't his own. It's actually surprising he lasted a few minutes. He was clearly holding back for you."
"Yeah, well he doesn't have to any more. I'm telling him the first thing I see him tomorrow that it meant nothing and he shouldn't trouble himself anymore about it."
"Seriously, why do you go for the nerds? You may be a nerd yourself but you're pretty hot. You could go for someone else. It's not like you have to settle for these guys."
"Guys are usually either players or nerds who know nothing about sex, there's a third category and that's the one I've been looking for, the ones that know how to have sex and look pretty hot, but are also nice, unlike the players. But those are really few in number, and they all already have girlfriends or are in love with Elizabeth." Ah, Elizabeth Baker. The bane of Sanju's love life. Almost every guy that Sanju was actually interested in for the past two years left her because they fell in love with Elizabeth. She was rated as the best looking chick in the entire high school two years in a row. A fact I, a lesbian, can attest to. There's no doubt she's hot enough to be a model. With her flowing blonde locks, long legs, thin frame, ample bosom, and tight ass, she's definitely a looker. But what surprises me the most about her is that she rarely dates anyone. And even if she does, it never lasts more than a week. In the past year, not one of the five relationships she's been in lasted more than three days. It's baffling to me, and evidently frustrating to my bestie, as she's started her rant about why Elizabeth is such a stupid bitch.
"Sanju, we've been through this already just last week. Lay off on the ranting, please. I need to get back to the game."
"Ugh, you're no help at all. I wonder why I even became your roommate."
"Yeah, love you too."
"Fine, whatever. Are you going to the pride march this weekend?"
"Yeah, I most definitely will. I have to see if anyone else came out of the closet this year."
"You never date any of them. What's the point?"
"I will this time. I finished applying for college and we're free until high school is over."
"Yeah, we'll see."
I stick my tongue out at her. She turns around with a huff and walks off into her room as I return to my game.
