Exploring My Sexuality - Sex Stories

Exploring My Sexuality

... was awkward at birth, and will stay that way as a lifelong sentence.

Thankfully, Angela didn't want to keep talking about Cameron, so I gratefully let the subject drop and we went on to other things. I find out Angela is from New York City and grew up going to broadway shows and the symphony. Her father is a Russian immigrant, and her mother American. Somehow they got together in college, got married and had two girls. She loves all things high fashion, and modern, and seems to genuinely miss the hustle and bustle of the city.

I tell Angela a more glamorous version of my growing up. I tell her I come from a big family with five kids, all of them my biological siblings, and no twins. I'm the second in line. My older sister is two years ahead of me in age, and the youngest, (the only boy) is 6 years younger than I am. I talk about how nice upstate is in the summertime, and the beautiful colors of fall.

I leave out the harsh winters, how my parents work all the time to keep a roof over our heads, and how our tiny house was too cramped and loud most of the time. Nothing is ever clean, and I almost had to go to community college, except I managed to get a great scholarship, thanks to my grades and financial hardship.

As she listens to me give a sanitized account of my life up to now, I notice how blue her eyes are. How rosy her mouth is, and her thick long blond hair enchants me. It comes down to the middle of her back, and spills over her shoulders in gorgeous waves. ...

... I don't think my own thin, stubborn dishwater shade could grow past my shoulders, even with the most expensive treatments and serums to coax it along.

In the next few weeks, we become good friends even though we don't have much in common on the surface. She is a gorgeous creative writing major who is effortlessly talented, and I am a super nerd who majors in computer science and can't write anywhere near as well as she can.

Still, we discover we never run out of things to talk about. I want to know what she thinks about everything. I want to tell her about my day, and even adjust my schedule so that I can eat meals with her and bump into her after classes more often.

After a while, I reluctantly get to know her boyfriend, who I actually like, and ultimately determine he is no real threat to my relationship with Angela.

He's a genuinely nice guy. I had assumed he was an asshole, given his looks and membership in a frat: but after spending some time with him, I honest to God don't think he knows he's attractive. He has more depth than to think his looks define him, and is even kind of a nerd underneath his cool guy exterior. I find out he has an artistic streak too, (which I like), is from California, and enjoys D&D and other card games deemed nerdy by the cool kids. He doesn't care about coming across as nerdy though. It's what he likes, and he's fine with it.

I also find that when he talks about something he is passionate about, he becomes the biggest nerd in ...