Her True Self - Sex Stories

Her True Self

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"Shhh," Amy said. "Come here."

Amy took a towel from a chair nearby and wrapped it around Hannah, who leaned over and bawled onto her shoulder. They went inside together and sat on the couch, holding each other while Brian called the police.

"I thought I loved him," Hannah said. "I lost my virginity to him. I'll never get that back. I'll never forgive him." She went on and on, and all Amy could do was stroke her hair and tell her that she was there for her no matter what.

14

It took nearly an hour, and an annoyingly lengthy explanation of why Amy was still naked, but eventually the police took Travis away and left the other three to their evening. They made it back to Amy's bedroom by ten o'clock, and none of them was particularly in the mood for sleeping.

"Look at me," Hannah said. "Making you console me, when you were just molested!"

"Stop it," Amy said. "No one liked what happened tonight. No one was more hurt than anyone else. We're all hurt, and we'll all heal together."

"You're too fucking good for me," Hannah said. "I can't believe how I treated you the past week."

"I'll forgive you a thousand times," Amy said. "Don't feel bad. Don't feel bad for anything. I love you, Hannah. You're just as much my sister as Grace."

Hannah gave Amy a huge hug. "I love you, too."

Then Hannah pulled back, just a fraction, and kissed Amy on the lips.

Amy recoiled at first, just out of sheer surprise, and when she tried to go back in, Hannah ...

... pulled away.

"I shouldn't have done that," Hannah said.

"No, I liked it!" Amy insisted. "I was just surprised, that's all."

"It felt nice," Hannah said.

Amy leaned in and kissed her again, longer this time.

Brian cleared his throat, and the girls backed off each other for a moment.

"We're having a moment here," Hannah said, and she and Amy both laughed.

"That's my girlfriend."

"And if you still want me to be your girlfriend tomorrow, you'll sit there and watch and enjoy yourself. Boys like stuff like this, right?"

Brian gave a thumbs up and leaned back, his face completely failing to hide the huge grin he was attempting to suppress.

Amy turned back to Hannah and kissed her again, tenderly on the lips.

"Why have we waited so long to do this?" Amy asked. She really wanted to know if Hannah was truly interested in girls like this, or if this was just some kind of response to the trauma, but that was probably too direct a question to ask.

"Boys are fucking vile," Hannah said. "I want to see what true love feels like. I know that you would never hurt me in a million years like Travis did."

"Well, I can't argue with that," Amy said. "And you were right, the kiss did feel nice."

They kissed again, a few more times, until Hannah put her hand hesitantly on Amy's thigh. Amy gently took Hannah by the wrist and moved her hand up slowly until it was cupping her breast. The kisses grew in intensity as soon as it made contact, and finally tongue ...