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- Women Only -
Lesbian Female / 37

The Improbable Happened And I'm Sucked Up In A Tornado

For the record I am a 37 year old out lesbian corporate attorney. I have a steady girlfriend, who is a little bit too young for me. I was at a get together for the 75th birthday of a relative and ran into a man from my childhood. One thing here, then another. He is overbearing, masculine, imposing male authority. He has no time for the woke or the gay community. When I told him I was lesbian and to keep his distance, he said 'bullshit' and proceeded to fuck me.

Now I'm pregnant.

Financial responsibility comes with expectations. I have set limits, he has broken all of them. I'm not used to a man telling me things. He wants, means do it. Access means access, and when I refuse I get a lecture. I give in. I get angry with myself afterwards. I'm going on 26 weeks. I gave into his demands for not ending it and delivering his baby to him. I am not who I was and this is not me. He has reorganized my place, to make it more suitable for him. Read, he has redecorated my place to his liking. Including a big ass tv and two large recliners.

My girlfriend is hanging on, listening to me bitch about him. I have no answers for her about why I can't walk away from him. When he calls I watch the phone ring four or five times before picking up, but always pick up, I'm scared of rejecting him. I recognize the type, he is a lot like my father. Maybe straight women don't have a problem, but lesbian women do. But to him lesbian is bullshit, so it doesn't matter.

I have a friend, a lesbian who went through something similar, she attributes it to hormones and protecting my baby by ensuring the baby has a responsible father. She has never totally left the man that impregnated her, and she offers little hope that I will later. Adapt, bend to him, keep him in close, and make sure the baby has a father. To grow up like I did, with an overbearing male figure. But no guarantees that this baby will be lesbian. Maybe she will grow up and feel that's what a man is.

In the meantime I will continue to twirl this ring on my finger. He put it on me and I don't dare take it off. I've tried, I can't. And I feel angry about it.

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# 76592 - by Sam(antha) / February 4, 2025
    • - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 31

    It's Getting Real, 8 Weeks Till I Domino, Did I Do Right? Or Not?

    I happen to be pregnant, and not by accident. He's my sugar Daddy, lover, mentor, primary provider, boyfriend. I'm his sugar baby, lover, mistress, girlfriend. He is much older, and I'm very pregnant.

    So why here, for other women's experience. Do you love him? Or, is it only the money? Does a fifty year old father scare you? sperm quality, etc. Do you find yourself dreaming of housework? Does his wife get in the way? Will you follow him to the ends of the earth?

    I'm asking because this baby that's kicking, wanting out, is real. I'm going to be a mother, a baby mama, and I'm questioning my sanity. I got pregnant on purpose. I never before thought of having a man's baby, not until I became his office wife and mistress.

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    # 76576 - by Amy / February 3, 2025
    - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 30

    Two Girls Raised Together, One Plays The Field, The Other One Doesn't

    As incoming college freshman me and my best friend set out to lose our virginities. We partied, where freshman girls are fresh meat. My best friend was taken back to a room where two guys fought over which one went first. She walked out no longer a virgin with sperm from two guys in her.

    My luck was the opposite. The guy that I talked to got over protective, he saw me as his little sister. Saved from myself and saved for marriage. Escorted, watched over, corrected, educated, developed into maturity. I walked down the isle a virgin, he took me on a whirlwind honeymoon. My virginity pure on my wedding night.

    Still married, house, and children. My best friend twice divorced living in Majorca, with some Spanish dude she met online. What is happy, content? She has her life I have mine. She's happy playing the field, I'm happy changing diapers.

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    # 76571 - by Brenda / February 3, 2025
    • - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 42

    I Married A Neanderthal, But He's My Neanderthal Now

    After a surprise marriage in Las Vegas to a coworker during a convention I faced my fate. He insisted on engaging in sex, not me, I wanted out. But he won, and I woke married and consummated. I flew home a married woman. And to a stranger as his wife.

    I'm rule oriented and insisted on rules of engagement, he is a fly by the seat of his pants. I earned a lot less than him, but still had more savings than him. He had a messy apartment whereas mine was kept, decorated and nice. Moving him into my space was like bringing in a dog off the street. But I was going to be the wife, and he was going to be a husband, whether he wanted to or not.

    My intimacy rule was simple. None. We were married, but not really. He had to prove himself. But that consummation moment was also a conception moment, so we were staying married, at least until after this baby was born.

    Things went from bad to worse, his wild times weren't over. I nested, prepared my apartment to receive my son. Had I had a girl I may not of insisted on him staying, being a man and father. Intimacy happened, but it was never my call. He did not go to church with me, the closest I got was being dropped off and picked up. That and I did all the laundry. A woman's work is never done.

    So here I am, fifteen years married, a fourteen years old boy and a nine year old sister. He earns near double what I earn, and I'm the Suma Cum Laude. I do all the laundry, and manage the house. He took my son deer hunting this last hunting season. He drives an F 250 and I drive a Honda Accord. He has a gun safe, I have a drawer for my j*welry. We have date night once a year, on our anniversary.

    Intimacy is his call, the other way didn't work at all. A woman gets used to a man, his smell on the pillow. Once in a while when he wants something he helps with the dishes. For our fifteen year anniversary we are going back to Las Vegas.

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    # 76559 - by Mary Anne / February 2, 2025
    - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 34

    When Idealistic Illusions Are Delusions And You Find Out

    Real world stuff, high school girls doing idealistic stuff.

    The 'party' was a dozen people, a few of us girls. One by one each woman was forced to stand against the wall. When we were lined up and the men drew lots. After their party we were stood against the wall. Five naked women in the dim light. And they left.

    In time, twenty years later we lost touch. We each went our own way. I've never forgot one thing. Women are not men, men do what they want. We are defenseless. The authorities claim all the men there were caught and dealt with, but who even knows who they are, or were.

    I've never left my brother's side. I got married a few years ago. To a man who can take care of himself and take care of me. I'm even more dependent now that I have two kids. One day they say it's just a memory. But not now.

    It's worse than what I've said here.

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    # 76557 - by Jane / February 2, 2025
    • - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 35

    My Husband Has Always Cheated, I Just Can't Get All Worked Up About It

    I married a man that cheated on me when we were dating. He cheated on me right after we got married, He has cheated all our married life. I don't think about it, if I find out, it's like knowing he got his car dinged in the parking lot. I never agreed to having another girl over, or joining group sex parties, or being swinger with another couple. I know that shuts down much of his desires, but I'm not into that. He has to find an outlet all by himself, I'm not helping.

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    # 76532 - by Bibi / February 1, 2025
    - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 32

    A Little Bit About Being Disabled

    I offered my classmate a ride so she wouldn't have to walk in the rain. At the corner of her complex a pickup ran the stop sign and killed her, broke me up and in the hospital. Three years of therapy, a wheel chair, living pain. He is already out of jail.

    I finished a degree on line, my job is also remote. Lonely, making life, undesired. I met a man online, lost his legs in the field. He was total asshole, nothing about his legs, every one that knows him says he has always been an asshole.

    I applied for a job, more money. It's office dominant, with accommodation for the disabled. The work I can do, the office atmosphere is fine and friendly, it's the commute on the bus I hate. A fellow worker offered to ferry me, I feel so helpless.

    I dream about dancing, swimming, dating. Eating alone sucks. I am fantasizing about the man that ferries me. As if I could have sex, feel something. And why would he even think about me?

    I don't want to get old like this. It's no comfort saying I survived and she didn't. I find that offensive. She had dreams, a boyfriend, family, parents.

    I do wish I could have sex again, but that's one of the therapies. Forget it.

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    # 76530 - by Sally / February 1, 2025
    - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 31

    My Man Wants A Me As Trad Housewife To Serve Him

    Being of a lower middle financial family, teachers, we lived frugally. My father went away and we went into poverty. Teen dreams of dresses, vacations, college went away. Work, pinching every penny, study study study, one day it might mean a better life. A day that will remain in secret a man found me attractive and persisted until I just gave in. That day after he had 'enjoyed' his conquest he offered to take care of me. He paid for college. I earned an undergraduate degree in Economics and an MBA in finance. In return he had a girl in an apartment. To the world I said I had earned a scholarship, including lying to my mother and hiding my sexual affair from her.

    I moved after college, to live a life I dreamed of. My sponsor was hurt, angry, and let me know about it. One day without notice he showed up where I lived and demanded I return to 'serve' him. Wrong word that really upset me. It took a hard breath, shook my head no while I packed my things and followed him. An adult, a professional, he moved me in with him, instead of an apartment. When he said 'serve', he meant it.

    As I adjusted to a man twenty four seven, learned how he wanted me serving him, found a job at a bank in their loan department. The bank offered nine to five, time for me to get the house in order before leaving for work, and be home to fix dinner. Good housekeeping was high on his expectations. Cooking was his number one measure. Prepared meals, serve him at a set table, clean the kitchen before sitting with him to read, or maybe watch television.

    I felt this thing tugging at me. It got stronger and stronger. Staring at pregnant women, holding other women's babies. Until I worked up the nerve and asked him, if he would make me pregnant.

    I'm 31 now, I have a son and a daughter, I am a fulltime housewife. I serve my man, care for his children, keep a home, and do all the cooking. I could afford a sitter, a maid, but then I would not be the one serving him. That's my job, I do not outsource it.

    My mother lives in a nice condo community, no rent, no mortgage. She has a monthly stipend, and insurance and a car to get around in. Between then and now, when the next meal was leftovers, or hunger, serving my man is a price I will pay gladly.

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    # 76513 - by La La Land woman / January 31, 2025
    - Women Only -
    Lesbian Female / 30

    One Night At A Party My Sister And I Woke Up To Our Sexuality

    I have a sister a year younger, our parents held me back and we two went through school in the same grade, and then onto college. We roomed together, and we are very close.

    One night we were invited to a party in the same complex where we were living. Some guy my sister met in the parking lot. It was all grad students, foreign students, and some American girls (also grad students). At one point the guy my sister met had taken her upstairs and when I went looking for he was on top of her and had already entered her. I was stuck at the door watching when one of the girls pulled me away and said something about not watching that. She took me into another room and laid me on the bed with her and she held me and caressed me, kissing me on the cheeks and the nose. With a lot of shshsh and calling at me softly she more or less made love to me.

    My sister lost her virginity and I woke up with a girl, after having participated with her sexually. My sister took a while to warm up to the idea that he considered her his girlfriend, for sex, and me and that girl got heavier and heavier into what ended up being a long lasting lesbian relationship (it's not over, we are still together).

    If my sister hesitated and did her best to avoid having sex with him, I was in bed with her at every chance I could get. And yes, it wasn't only sex, it was an all day every day thing, with sharing I love you at the drop of a hat. I was insatiable and wanted sex twenty four seven.

    The dilemma for us was letting our family know one had lost her virginity to a foreigner and one was a lesbian. We just hoped upon hope that my sister did not end up pregnant.

    My girlfriend, which went on to Vet school, took me with her after graduation. She was not interested in covering it up, and wanted a fully open lesbian relationship. Not advertising or being in your face, just living together and being part of the lesbian community. My parents took that badly, so bad that they disowned us. When my sister go pregnant, in our last semester at school and she had to introduce the father to my family, my father's word were 'she let a nxxxxr fuck her'. He is not black, he's Arab.

    Unfortunately my parents witnessed way beyond modest sexual and affection behavior. I slept with her in my growing up bed, and my sister allowed him to have sex with her in her bed. Both of these were affronts to our parents, and our desire for them to accept our partners ended up in being disowned by them.

    I am settled down now, after hitting thirty, sex now is soft and comforting and not as lustful. We have talked about starting a family, and getting officially married. My sister popped one, and then another one and lives with her husband in Morocco. We got our first Christmas card this year.

    What I cannot understand is where this lust in me came from. Or how my sister submitted to him and let him have sex with her. It went completely against anything we thought of, or talked about, or even hinted at. We were two homebound girls. One kiss is all it took for me to surrender myself to her, held down on the bed and my sister crumbled to him. This is the mystery we are living.

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    # 76498 - by Louise / January 30, 2025
    • - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 37

    Wallflower Girl Taking The Plunge Into Motherhood

    Facing my inner fears. I had not lost my virginity, and my long term male friend was doing me the favor. He said it was okay to keep the lights off. Thirty seven is old for loosing your virginity.

    We agreed on my apartment, lights off, naked under the covers waiting. He approached the bed at full erection. He wanted a preliminary blowjob, I declined. He got accommodated on me, stuck it all the way in me, ejaculated which was part of the agreement. I agreed to risk it.

    I am expecting, for early summer. I agreed, no child support needed. But honestly I want him involved and to get the best quality education I will need his money. And being honest I can't see him the same way. It's not that I want to cook for him, I know it was a favor, but I want him to be involved fully.

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    # 76490 - by Diana / January 30, 2025
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