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Bi-Sexual Female / 37

My First Time

My husband knew I found women attractive and was interested in exploring sex with a woman. We watched a lot of girl on girl porn together which drove me crazy which he benefitted from. A few drinks and some good porn and I'd be at it. I would follow his lead, often laying back nude, legs spread, masturbating until I came so much I was quivering and our bed was soaked. He liked watching me after I put a pillow under my hips which accentuated my usually waxed pussy. I would spread my lips wide, tease myself, slowly build up them cum my brains out.

He finally asked if I wanted him to find a girl for me. I was so for it. A few weeks later we met another couple for drinks. She was Asian American and very cute. She was older and experience and was keen to be my first. My pussy was aching I wanted her so bad.

We went back to their place, to their finished basement and in minutes she and I were naked on a blanket on the floor. She took over. We made out, she sucked my tits, her hands were all over me. She took my hands and put them on her tits. They were small and firm with thick protruding nipples that I sucked on.

I let go and we went at it. It was very passionate, deep kissing, sucking, fingering, ass slapping and finally pussy eating. We took turns sitting on each other's faces, eating each other while on our backs and a wonderful 69 experience. I loved her beautiful pussy. Her skin was so soft, she smelled so good, her pussy was like silk. After we had ben at it awhile, her husband asked my husband if he could touch me. My husband said yes.

While I was eating pussy, I felt hands start to explore my body. It was exciting and felt nice. Without much conversation, he ended up fucking me while my husband fucked her. She and I lay side by side while the men fucked us hard after we turned then on watch us make each other cum so much. The moment he came was amazing, feeling a different man deep inside hen, shuddering as he pumped his cum into me. My husband came a little bit after, groaning and cumming in her too.

We've been with a bunch of couples since and I still love pussy but nothing compares to my first time.

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# 71827 - by Lauren / June 7, 2024
    • - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 55

    Adjusting To A Later In Life Lesbian Awakening

    I am a lesbian mother of two. I acknowledged to my self that I was lesbian in my later thirties. I acknowledged to my husband that I was a lesbian in my early forties. Telling him has been, in my life, the most difficult confession I have ever made. My husband listened and after I had confessed myself to him, he asked me if I was going to tell my children, my mother.
    Fortunately my father had passed. He cautioned me to keep my mouth shut, nothing good would come out of me saying this to anyone else.

    Day to day nothing changed in my house. One day my husband asked me, now that our oldest was out on her own, if I intended to move out of our bedroom. He told me if I did I could never come back to his bed. Either I was his wife in every sense, or I was a 'sister' in my own house. I told my husband that I would not leave his side, I was his wife. The topic was not discussed, my children were never told, my mother is 95.

    The bed went cold. He has his side I have mine. I realized that I could not ask him not take a lover. I only asked that I know first, that I be allowed to have an opinion of her. I told him I would not have a lover behind his back. I cautioned him about taking a very young lover, a girl. He needed to think about this, a younger woman maybe, but not more than five years younger than him, she needed to be my age. A young girl would never work.

    He had several young girls. It took being with them for him to agree with me, and he settled for a younger woman at his work. Younger yes, but twelve years younger than me, still in child bearing age. She was never married, a very intelligent and industrious woman. She lived with her mother, who needed her to look after her, she suffers from a progressive case of arthritis and could not live alone. I told my husband she was perfect for the occasion, he needed to take her mother into consideration, and as she was now in her upper thirties he should talk to her about having children, before the clock ran out on her. It was only then that I really accepted that my sexual being had really changed, that my husband with a younger woman would not bother me at all. As long as he had a woman to sleep with him and be a 'wife'.

    I have a woman with whom I have been friends since childhood. She has been the one person in my life with whom I have always felt comfortable, that she had my back. She married poorly and she had two children in the same age group as mine. I told her about my situation, and that I believed that I was a lesbian and that my husband was making arrangements with this woman who worked with him to be his 'wife'. My friend told me, she is a nurse, that it was no surprise to her that I was a lesbian. This happened to a lot of women, and nothing changed between me and her. She would be my 'friend', emotionally and with her time, but she was not a lesbian herself. But I could hug her when ever I needed that, she was always available to hugged.

    I have never moved out of my house or my marital bed. My husband's relationship with his younger 'wife' is in full bloom, she has two children. Her mother's situation is progressive and she needs care from dawn to dusk. My husband has eased their financial burden, and provides for them with a home that is eased for living with mobility problems. He provides them one hundred percent support, allowing his 'wife' to take the time to be home with her children during their tender age. I have my friend with whom I can share anything. I have fantasized a million times that when she was divorced, right then, she should have moved in with us and she should have been my husband's 'wife'.

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    # 71797 - by Carol / June 6, 2024
    - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 59

    I Have Been Spending Time Remembering With My First Love

    I came to America in the middle of a c*******r in my country. I was lucky, my father was appointed to the United Nations. I went to a girl's school, my mother did not like mixed schools for us. At this school we found all kinds of behaviors. By the time we were fourteen we were experimenting with other girls, learning how to kiss and we kissed boobs and had our boobs kissed. With this one girl we touched our privates. She told me about my clitoris and showed me how to make me happy. She had learned from our gym teacher, a woman who looked a lot like a man. Big, square shoulders, short hair, big hands. We joked in school that she had balls. But she was butch, a dyke, and she liked high school girls.

    My mother walked in on me one afternoon as I was having fun with my clitoris. My pants were open, and I was laying on the bed, and I had my eyes shut while I rubbed my clitoris. My friend had taught me to use vaseline, and the vaseline container was on my nightstand. Masturbation was a sin. I was forced to sit in the living room while my mother gave me a lecture on masturbation. Some things are left for when you get married. You do not deny your future husband of his pleasures.

    But my friend and I loved to kiss and pretend, to kiss boobies, to lay side by side and masturbate our clitoris. We had discovered orgasm, and the uncontrollable desire to have something in our vagina when we masturbated. We knew that one day that would be our husband, but what to do then. We used different objects, we heard about dildos, but had no idea how you would go around getting one. So, with a deep two finger dive, we fingered each other while we kissed on our clitorises until we had an orgasm or our wrist hurt, which ever came first. We never thought ourselves as being lesbians like the dyke who was our gym teacher.

    I worked for my father, and she worked at a bank. We went out together, shopping, the movies, the museums. At the movies we held hands, in the stalls of the bathrooms we kissed. When we knew the house would be empty we got in bed under the covers and made love. We read everything we could find about being lesbians, mostly at the library. We never checked anything out. We heard about the Village and we went there weekends, to watch for lesbians. There was this one Italian restaurant and we sat outside and watched the people walk by. When my father transferred back I had to go with him. It was a very difficult goodbye.

    Time stands still when these memories are made. Memories of two young women finding that they were in love. Our lives evolved as you would expect, we both had husbands and families, and respect. But in our dreams we were always together, in our dreams we are still seventeen.

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    # 71759 - by Beatriz / June 4, 2024
    • - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 20

    Whirlwind Relationship And Marriage

    I needed a place to stay, my rent in my apartment went way up and my roommate moved out. I found this one room, with bath and kitchenette over the garage apartment in a quiet neighborhood. It was a 20 minute walk to work, or I could take the bus at the end of the block. 650 per month, utilities included, and I had use of the laundry room. I couldn't resist, my first all alone place.

    I met a girl a few weeks later and she wanted to room with me. I was against it, I had a one room place, big enough but just one room. But she moved in, said she wouldn't move too much at night. Now I had her in my bed. She was respectful of the kitchen area and cleaned up, and she did my laundry. But when it came to the shower she took all her clothes off first, walked around totally naked, bent over, posed in the mirror, always smiling at me. She asked me to help her shave her lady bits, in return she would shave mine. I had to get permission from the lady for her to stay, telling her she was my girlfriend and I talked her out of increasing the rent.

    One morning when we didn't need to go to work she jumped on the bed totally naked and ripped the covers off of me, dragging my shorts and panties off and told me to let her take my top off. Being with a girl wasn't new to me, but no one had ever been so aggressive before, she ate me until I had to orgasm. She squatted over my face, either grab her legs and lift my head to eat her or she would squat down, but then I couldn't breathe. The entire time she held my head against her, her knees failed and she went down on my face. I was suffocating under her, when she went into her orgasm. OK I agreed to help her shave her lady bits and let her shave mine.

    One day soon after that she said she was going out and wanted me to go with her. I asked where she was going and she said she was going to a store, but we had to ride the bus there. It was a half tattoo parlor and store of all sorts of paraphernalia. She found what she was looking for, a set of chains on nipple clips, so we could chain ourselves together when we had sex. The clips really hurt, made my nipples very tender. She wanted to clip our clits, but I couldn't face a clip there. During the morning routines, shower and bathroom and before we had to go to work she kept us together by clipping our nipples tied to each other by the chain.

    It was going on six months, she stood naked on the landing outside. Said that I could either marry her or she was going to Lady Godiva and walk onto the street naked. I wasn't ready to get married, or anything close. I had only known her for six months. We went downtown and got the paperwork, and returned on a Thursday at 1:30 when we had the appointment to get married. She wore a nice simple pink dress, no underwear underneath and I wore a white dress, with underwear. After the ceremony, we went to the tattoo parlor and got matching hearts tattooed with our names in them. On our breast, above the bra line.

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    # 71740 - by Elle / June 2, 2024
    - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 50

    Life Long Love For Her And I Have To Accept Her The Way She Is

    I am a fifty year old lesbian. I work in Financial Reporting for a medium sized publicly traded company. In my life I had two heartfelt loves. My first was in college, she was so fine. I was so in love, she wasn't. For her it was a pastime. Another girlfriend. Her treatment of me destroyed my self confidence.

    I went to work right after college and slowly I climbed the corporate ladder. The key word is slow, lesbians aren't the first to be promoted. For some reason I failed to understand that coming out lesbian to other people is not ingratiating. I frequented known hot spots, but I wasn't able to go out with some 35 year old butch looking for sex with a young girl. I met a couple of lesbian girls and had deep crushes. One such crush turned into a life long love fixation. Halfway through our relationship, after we turned thirty, she got married, to a man. I had to share her with him, and her proclivity to produce children. My life invested in her, and our relationship, and she was going to stay married, at least until her children were all out of college. Which brings me to being fifty.

    She is now divorced and we have this thing. First of all I have to accept all her baggage, her ex husband and her children. Yes I sleep with her, but they are just there, at the foot of the bed, if he whistles she is their for him, she will drive a hundred miles to help her daughter pick a sofa. It's hard being in love with her, but I am and have been since I was twenty seven. It's a long time to be in love. All that passion, those feelings, the years sharing her with her marriage and family, going to bed at night knowing she was in bed with a man and he could do anything. I begged and begged her never to tell me when he had sex with her, but she had to share, to tell me, every time he had sex with her. She sent me pictures of his after sex penis. Why didn't she send me pictures of herself in the mirror? Her fixation on him is absolute. But she is a lesbian and she knows it and I love her and she loves me, so we live together. No we are not getting married.

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    # 71728 - by Susan / June 2, 2024
    • - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 27

    Falling For The Fitness Queen At The Gym

    As a normal looking accountant I felt I needed to get in shape. I joined the gym that the company paid for and got a physical trainer. She was already fit, and she wore these tight leggings that really accentuated her hips and but cheeks, and her Venus mound. Those of us who were her clients swore up and down that she used a cup of some sort, because try as we wanted to she never showed camel toe. Well and to me she was gorgeous.

    It happened that I was in the shower after my workout and she came in and saw me there and as I was totally naked she stood and took a good look at me. She walked over to me, standing there naked and wet and she said 'may I' and she leaned down and sucked on my wet nipples, one at a time while she held my breasts in her hands. She then backed off and asked me if I wanted to go out with her. She was sure to tell me that she always kissed on her first date.

    Our suspicions that she was butch were no longer suspicions. I went out with her and we went to this dance club , where butch girls took their dates. She was a dancer, and she wore a skirt and as she danced the skirt exposed her thong. She said she didn't care, it was for other girls to see and she stood in front of me and raised her skirt up and asked me for a kiss you know where.

    Once she was naked back at her place, she was toned everywhere, from her thighs and calves, to her belly and beautiful ass. She carried cleavage between her ass cheeks, and the clit hood begged to be kissed. She had a full wax job, both front and back, her pug of an asshole was bleached. We kissed and kissed and kissed, until we kissed other places than our lips. She in fact did not wear a cup of any type, she had the most amazing Venus mound, vulva and lips, so good in fact that all I could do was spend time kissing her there.

    I made her lay on her back with her legs tight together and her vulva cleft was so inviting. She told me that at one point she had thought about a piercing but then rejected it, and I agreed, why ruin such a good looking pussy like that. She likes pussy and she ate me too, she told me that if were going to date I had to go see her girl at the spa and give her a naked pussy too. For all her fitness she likes me the way I am, she loves to kiss my nipples and hold my breasts in her hands. But most of all, she loves to kiss and I love to kiss her back.

    And that is pretty much how she and I got together, she is such a princess, such a fitness queen. She can make men cum in their pants. But she's butch, and as the saying goes, no man has gone where I have, she's never had a man in her vagina and has no intentions of ever letting that happen.

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    # 71716 - by Maxine / June 1, 2024
    - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 66

    In My Early Twenties I Was Seduced By My Boss The Dyke HR Lady

    So many confessions. Mine is a bit off the highway, I was hired as a support staff for benefits in the HR department. I reported to the HR manager. She was in her forties and nobody liked her. She had the job because she knew the lawyer for the company and he had
    recommended her. I didn't like her either, but she was my boss.

    I was in the kitchen, and my homelife took over and I was cleaning up after others, loading the dishwasher, cleaning down the table and putting things away. My boss walked in and called me a Suzy homemaker. I ignored her, and continued to wipe down the counters. She walked up behind me and grabbed my boobs under my arms. What you need is a good fucking and I'm just the woman to give it to you. I managed to get away from her, and she told me to stand straight, tits out. She wanted me and she wasn't going to be denied.

    She shoved me onto the kitchen table, with her hand in my crotch, forcing her kisses on me. In those days we wore dresses. How she got her hand down my pants I don't know, but she was fingering me. She got up and grabbed my panties and pulled them down and shoved her face in between my legs. I hit her several times, she got her face up and told me all I was doing was getting wetter. By the time she finished, she had licked my asshole and shoved three fingers in me. I pulled myself together and she walked straight up to me, 'my tits, my pussy' and she walked away from me.

    She was HR so who did I got to? In those days there wasn't a place to complain for these things. When I told a friend of mine, a coworker, her comment was that she knew she was a bitch but she hadn't imagined her as a dyke.

    She talked about it because she came to me and told me what happened between us stayed between us. She came to my apartment that night unannounced. Let's get thing straight, she told me. "MY TITS, MY PUSSY". I got another ass licking and finger fucking.

    I never managed to get her to leave me alone. She came over to have sex with me. And it was usually direct and straight on, only afterwards did she expect me to be Suzy homemaker and make her a sandwich. She had me over to her apartment to do her laundry. She watched me sort the clothes and she followed me to the basement to put them in the washer and dryer, after the wash was done to fold them and put them in her drawers or hang them in the closet. She watched me clean the kitchen and the refrigerator. When she had me over I didn't go home until the next day, by then she had licked my ass and fingered me. Always that, after performing sex all over me, she finished by licking my ass and fingering me. Often enough I went into orgasms, and often enough she went into orgasms.

    She had a group of friends, mostly her age, mostly dykes like her. She took me to the get togethers, and the dykes hung out and the 'girls' hung out. We talked kitchen and dresses and hair and makeup. The dykes talked cars and jobs and how they kept men in line. They're scared, or they're aligned, which meant that they had given up their place to the lesbians.

    It was a long long time before I licked her pussy. Months and months, but I had to do it to prove to her that she was the dyke and I was the girl in the relationship. When we went out she wore jeans and men's shirts. She didn't wear j*welry at work, but when we went out she wore rings in her nipples and her clit, all held together by a gold chain. She insisted on putting rings through my nipples and clit and a gold chain so when we went out we had the same set up. Sometimes she would clip the rings on my nipples to hers and the ring on my clit to hers so we couldn't separate. Manty times when we went out I wore a wedding band that she gave me, makes sure any other dyke knew I was married.

    As the 66 year old 'girl' I stayed with her and married her in 2021, and we took a honeymoon river cruise. She has a mug she had made "MY TITS, MY PUSSY" with my picture on it of when I was in my mid thirties, and she isn't ashamed of taking it with her. "That's my girl, she's always had nice tits."

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    # 71605 - by Miriam Saldana / May 25, 2024
    - Lesbian Stories -
    Straight Female / 29

    Straight In A Lesbian Marriage

    Confession, I'm straight. In college I was one of many, straight girls being lesbians. I am a foreign student, and after graduation, without a job and sponsor I returned for a Masters. In spite of good grades, I was unable to land a job, so I married my lesbian partner. This summer we will be married five years, I am also approaching my five years living here and being able to apply for citizenship. My wife knows I'm straight and agreed to give me a shot at citizenship.

    Lately, like since Easter, we are staying together. We agreed to renew our vows. Being straight, sexually, doesn't t***p being married. Lot's of lesbian girls marry men for the security, family and children. I get it. I will be a straight girl who married a lesbian for selfish opportunity. I won't walk away now. We have five years invested in this marriage, next step children. We want two, our open decision is adoption or letting nature take its course.

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    # 71590 - by Margot / May 24, 2024
    - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 30

    Coming Together And Staying Together

    During a period of openmindness I participated in a lesbian social group. I paired off with a younger girl, Caroline. Over time she felt more and more self conscious. So was I, but I was too far into it to say anything. One night we were in a tight spoon, I loved holding her, and we talked about it. Would I be upset if she dated a guy? I said no, my feelings were hurt but I told her to find out. After she started dating guys, I went with her on double dates with friends of the guy she was dating. All along every time something got started she got permission before she participated. As far as my participation, I didn't need her permission.

    As we approached graduation she told me that more than anything she wanted to have her Mrs. when she graduated. I asked her if her date had proposed. "No silly, I want to be your Mrs." That put a different spin on everything, I of course was elated. We eloped a couple of weeks before graduation.

    Caroline took her new life seriously. Never asked to date a guy, that was all over. She dated but she never went all the way. As we settled in to living together, as a married couple, a friend snd coworker wanted a shot at me. At one point she was open to me seeing him that way. If you need it, and he's a nice guy, then go ahead. He became our sperm donor, using the natural method of delivery.

    We have a very natural nature about us, being of one mind and body is a central part of our relationship. Milking our sperm donor, practicing, even when we aren't getting pregnant, is a big part of his participation. We don't sleep with him.

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    # 71508 - by Cindy / May 19, 2024
    • - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 24

    My Crush

    By the time I finished high school I had a hard crush on the girl at the gym. She was a sales clerk at Macy's, which is where I first talked to her. She told me she worked out and I went to the gym to watch her. She talked to me but told me to look in my sandbox and stop trying so hard to get her attention. But, I kept trying to get her to pay attention to me.

    After graduation, and she checked my ID, she gave me a free look. In the dressing room of the gym she stripped down to her bare feet, take a good look, now you've seen a woman naked. And she kissed my cheek and told me there was someone in her life.

    I asked her to help me with a dress and let her into the dressing room. I dropped the dress, I was topless. She told me not to, nice, but I was a kid. She let me sit with her at Denny's two nights later. She kissed me, on the cheek. Find a girlfriend your age. I went to the gym to see her work out. To my immature brain she was hot, the definition of hot. Abd there was no other one, she was lying to me.

    Persistence pays dividends, that was one of my father's sayings. I collected a little dividend, I snuck a kiss on her lips, in return I got silence and a finger in my face. The spell was broken, the next kiss was a make out kiss. And we got naked. Girlfriends have rules, don't get clingy.

    I went to college that fall, lots of pretty girls, but I wasn't interested. I called, texted, even wrote a letter. Give up kid, find a pretty girl. But my crush wasn't on campus, she was back home selling women dresses and working out at the gym.

    To bring this to a close, four long years of being separated, with intermissions on holidays. She waited for me to grow up and be a woman with her. We went to Punta Cana, had a nice holiday, spent some time at Secrets on the topless beach, made love in the room at night.

    I told you it was a hard crush.

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    # 71505 - by Vivi / May 19, 2024
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