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Straight Female / 54

She Was My First

I recently met Patti, who is 58 and a very out lesbian. I'd never been with a woman, did think about it a lot but never acted on it. I'm widowed now. I met Patti at the coffee shop. Several days after meeting and talking every day we went shopping, and to lunch. She is very feminine, not butch at all, she is very like me. Kept in decent shape, though she does have much smaller boobs than my DD cups. I knew she was lesbian she told me right away, there was nothing sexual between us so it didn't matter.

After shopping we went to her place to sort of "retry" on the clothes we bought. She stripped all her clothes off and started putting on different things she bought. I was nervous but I did the same. She is a natural blonde and still has light blonde hair on her pubes, no gray. I am brunette, dyed on top but naturally still dark haired below. I was not trimmed, she wasn't either. I was so intrigued by her blonde bush I couldn't resist and I walked to her and put my hand between her legs on her blonde mound. She instantly kissed me like no man has ever done, and worked her hand and fingers on me getting me quite wet and quickly too. I moved my hand and fingers they way she did. She held onto me with her arm around my neck, she was having an orgasm. I was still facinated by her pussy. I thought we'd lie back on the bed and have oral sex but not her.

She wanted my first time ever to be something kinky. I have no idea why I did it but I went with just a short coat on, and she also, to the local park. At dusk, there were still people around, and it was on a bench, somewhat obscured from view that she laid me down, opened my coat and licked and fingered me to incredibly three orgasms. Then she stood up, brought me sitting up and pushed her blonde haired mons to my lips. There was a man walking that I knew would be able to see us soon. I licked, and she was cumming, and he was watching. At the end, she wouldn't let me fasten the coat until we were past the man. He saw both of us naked as we walked by and he just said thank you, and applauded. She smiled, I turned red and we walked back to her place holding out coats together in the front.

My first lesbian experience, and my first public experience, and honestly; my first kinky sex. She said that was mild. We've made love in her place in every room and in front of every window, then hit my place. I'm still very embarrassed by her holding hands, and kissing, and feeling me in public places, but I don't want to miss anything with her.

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# 64747 - by Carol / March 27, 2023
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    Lesbian Female / 39

    Later In Life Lesbian Awakening

    I got married in a hurry when my younger sister got married. It was a bad sign to have a younger married sister if you were still single. The man I married was older, in his thirties and I was 23, way too old to be a single. I was sure I had what it took until he had sex with me. Then things didn't work. I hated it. I hated him holding me so I couldn't move.

    Over a fifteen year period my husband had a variety of girlfriends, many from his work. One in particular stands out, I really like her. Really, really like her. I dreamed of him bringing her home and making love to her in our bed. Where I could attend to her afterwards, and soothe her pain at having been screwed. I was very fixated on her and tolerated any amount of illicit sex that she had with him. One night he came home after having sex with her and I insisted that my husband have sex with me. I wanted her sex on his penis in me. To my recollection she was my first all out crush, the first time I felt strong urges to have sex, to be naked with someone. If only he would bring her home, I could be naked with her after he was done.

    I was talked into helping with a woman's political candidacy. I was the treasurer. The women who worked for this woman were all, well sort of gay and butch gay. short hair for sure, stocky built women. This one woman, Amy, was friendly with me and we became friends. She invited me to her home to work on some of the material for the campaign. She offered me wine and invited me to check out the condo, two rooms, two baths. In her bathroom on the counter was this mean looking male genital dildo. She laughed and said that was for when she really needed to feel it, she only used it for anal sex. She preferred sweet hot lips on her vagina. And a nice set of tits.

    She looked at me funny, said she was a lesbian, and asked me 'aren't you?' I tried shaking my head, I told her I was married, she touched my face and said she wasn't the jealous kind. Better some soft warm lips than a rubber dick, and she kissed me. She took the dildo in her hand and pointed it right at my pussy and said 'bang'. We left the bathroom and she laid on the bed and asked me to join her, to let her get her hands on my tits. She unbuttoned her shirt and slipped off her bra and lifted her chest out showing me her tits. My tits she touched and kissed and suckled on. Then for the coup de grace. She was totally naked by then, and she finished stripping me naked, went and got the dildo and the bottle of lube and asked me where I wanted it, did she want me to have her destroy my vagina or did I want it up my ass.

    I couldn't answer so she said the ass it is, turn over and bend over and she squirted the lube in my crack and she worked it into my anus. She lubed up the dildo and shoved it in my anus, fucking me with it as she went deeper and deeper. She brought over a hand mirror to show me how deep she had it in my ass and asked if I wanted it deeper, there were still six inches to go. I said no so she fucked me with the dildo talking dirty to me, telling me just what she was going to do with my pussy. After withdrawing the dildo she turned me back over and went to work on my pussy with her mouth. She bit my clit firmly, it hurt, before fucking my vagina with her tongue. After driving an orgasm from me by manipulating my clit she sat on my chest and declared me a lesbian, through and through.

    I am a lesbian, I know that now. I guess I had feeling before. When my husband did bring his girlfriend around to see me, I welcomed her. The more time he spent having sex with her the less he bothered me. I never did live out my dream of comforting her after sex, she isn't a lesbian, but I did live out having her in my house for sex on my bed. I watched, every minute of it, every second, and when he penetrates her and I watch his dick slip in and out of her I feel myself and have my orgasm when she had hers. I love the look in her eyes, her wet pussy when he gets off, her hard nipples, her body still trembling from her orgasm. I love that it's her and not me.

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    # 64743 - by Steph / March 27, 2023
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    Lesbian Female / 25

    In Spite Of Being My Father's Favorite, I Turned Out To Be A Lesbian

    There is so much right now about women being in power. What if you don't want power? What if you are naturally submissive and you want a strong 'man'? What is wrong with that?

    I have never identified with any of the current circulations about independent women. My father is a successful man in his profession. He certainly does not put up with nonsense, it costs him money if he does. In his business you are an employee, period. There is no preference given to whether you are male or female. He hires for skills, and frankly the women do not apply for those jobs. You see, those are men's jobs. In the yard, welding, moving heavy equipment, dirty, hard jobs. The women who apply want the office jobs. So they have women's jobs.

    I'm the youngest of four daughters, and in the world of a household full of women, I'm his favorite. That's my place in the pecking order, my sisters and my mother know that and they defer to me. It's natural. Of course being the favorite also means that I am the one who gives him affection, attention.

    I worked during high school at my father's company. At that time, this was in the 2015 period, the women there were nice and accommodating. And respectful. One woman, Susan, was the office manager. She went from being a good employee to a woman's rights activist after the pandemic and my father fired her. Because she destroyed the cohesiveness of the office.

    I am through with college, I have my MBA. I graduated in the summer of 2021. I work at my father's business, starting at the bottom, in a woman's job. And he introduced me to eligible men in business. But it was never likely. I was seduced by Susan when I was still in high school, it turns out that I lean that way. It went to Susan's head, she thought she had the daughter of the owner on her side. She was wrong. She got fired for making waves.

    My love life, intimate life, has been that way. Always attracted to strong physical woman. You know, the proverbial catcher on the soft ball team. Strong, physical, heavy, tough, a leader. Yes I'm attracted to those women. I loved her, the catcher, in my teenage love. Not a little heart, a big heart. Now I am in love with her as a young adult. But she went to college on an ROTC scholarship and she is an officer in the NAVY. I went to college and came home to be near my father. And she won't be on shore leave for another three months and I will fly to San Diego and spend her shore leave with her. That's one of the advantages of being the owner's favorite daughter, personal vacation time, to be with the one I love.

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    # 64710 - by Ena / March 26, 2023
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    Lesbian Female / 25

    Your Wish Is Granted (Sort Of)

    From the ages of 13 to 16, I had dated 8 guys. I wasn't ready to have vaginal sex with my 1st 7 guys. When I was dating Collin , I felt I was ready to have vaginally sex.

    Colin told me that I could not be on birth control and he would never use a condom. The only way he would sleep with me was if we slept with my best friend. Little did he know that I was on birth control to regulate my cycle.

    I told my best friend what Collin said. Emilie was petrified and was reluctant to speak. I hugged her and she came out to me and told me that she wished that I wasn't straight so I could be her GF. I cried and told her that I felt the same way about her but I was afraid society would not accept me.

    Emilie told me that I needed to follow my heart. I was confused by what she told me. She told me that I should not sleep with him. However, she mildly suggested that I sleep with both of them together but she refused to do anything with him.

    I went home and I was crying. My parents asked me what was wrong. I told them that I was having boy troubles. My highly conservative parents tried to pry into my relationship. As I walking away, my mom told me she was tired of me dating so many rude guys. My dad said, "this goes against what our church says but maybe you should date Emilie or another girl. Trust me, girls are better in tune than guys are." I then spilled my water in shock of what my dad said. I joined my parents back at the table and we spoke about it for about 15 minutes and I was shocked that I had their support.

    I called Collin and dumped him. I called Emilie over to chat. I told her that I broke up with that dweeb & I was open to dating her. We took it slow. We have been married since a year and after our high school graduation. We have been together for nearly 8 years.

    Emilie certainly Is way more in touch with me than any guy was. It turns out my dad was right and I later found out that he's bi. He says that he still thinks about guys but my mom dominates him better than a guy ever did.

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    # 64679 - by Dani / March 24, 2023
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    Lesbian Female / 30

    Dreams And Visions Are Nice, The Real Thing Is So Much Better

    Sorority party, only sorority girls. Drinks, some stuff we couldn't identify. In short time we were pretty drunk, and we played truth and consequences, clothes came off, topless girls, only panties on. Some kissing and fondling, some panties came off. About then I vomited, and felt like I was going to die.

    I came to in a hospital, my stomach had been pumped, my mother beside me. It was afternoon the next day. I wasn't the only one poisoned. After release, the poison identified, some home brew which several of us had tried. Hooch, backwoods stuff, from a fraternity.

    That party was the last one I attended, I dropped out of the sorority. But all those girls topless, some of them naked, wouldn't leave my mind. I became obsessed with it, but like a dream, it wasn't repeated. I finished college, went to work as a flight attendant. I moved to Miami, moved in with a girl.

    One night when we were together I told her about that party, and the topless girls. The night went on, we went topless, I got to touch them, to hold them, to have my face held between them. To suck on her nipples, for her to suck on mine. Our fingers exploring what was to come.

    Sixty nine, I was on the bottom, her open pussy before me, I put my arms around her waist to pull her down to me. Her mouth was wild, her tongue and fingers violating me. A charge went through me, I held onto her, and gave into the biggest orgasm of my life.

    For months we made love, we played with each other. And my visions of that sorority party became less and less, replaced by her breasts, her cleavage, the cleft of her pussy. The real thing, not a dream. It's a sorority thing, girls all around you. One roommate is better.

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    # 64627 - by Mary / March 21, 2023
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    Lesbian Female / 26

    The New Me And The Women I Love

    After college I got a job with a service company. The HR rep was into body building. I joined her at the gym. I had never seen a girl like her, not in real life. She wore her pubic area bare, perfect ass, perfectly shaped pussy. She gave me chills and I couldn't get her out of my mind. She wanted me to shape up, work out with her. She treated me to a full pubic wax. I had never seen myself like that, not as a grown woman.

    In a moment she turned me into her plaything. She liked me, young, fit, totally smooth. I liked her, nature, full, fit, smooth. It was a mutual look thing. Nothing else mattered. Over a year I developed stronger thighs, a flatter tummy, bigger guns. I've never been big breasted, now my breasts looked like pecs. I had never loved my body more.

    For three years I was her playgirl. Until one day, just like she had taken me on, she dropped me for a new girl at the gym. I've moved on, to new lover, to a younger lover, a specimen, and she takes up my time.

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    # 64522 - by Caitlin / March 15, 2023
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    Lesbian Female / 39

    After All I Discovered I Never Needed A Man, Except For One Thing

    Yes, there are 35 year old virgins. Things never happened my way. I am partly to blame, high expectations, Knight in Shinning Armor, all those things. I don't really believe in settling just to have a man. But I do believe in having children, always have and my clock was now going wild, reminding me every month that I have waited too long.

    I decided that better someone than no one. I joined an online dating site, and then another, but I could not got there. I told a friend, female, and she offered her husband or her brother. Offered them, like stud services. She told me her brother would be a donor, because she asked, but didn't want to have anything to do with me, or even know me. Her husband told her that one more wouldn't hurt but I had to agree to have him involved all the way. Full parental rights, monitored pregnancy. He got his list off a 'how to hire a surrogate' advice sheet. But I could keep the baby and raise it, under his supervision.

    Oh yes, no test tube baby stuff, if I was fertile then he would provide the sperm the old fashioned way.

    You don't know how long thought about this. Months. I saw my friend regularly so we talked about it regularly, I ruled out her brother, I want the father involved. So after a lot of thinking about it, I agreed to sign the forms, prepared by a lawyer, giving him his parental rights and choice of religion, upbringing, etc. As he has the established home. Basically I make the baby, with his sperm, and I raise it under his supervision. My friend also agreed to bring a new baby via her husband and signed that she wasn't the other parent, I was. For whatever those papers mean.

    When her husband and surrogate father found out I was a 35 year old virgin he laughed, then asked me if I was one of those, you know, lesbians. I said yes, and no. Yes, I'm a virgin, no I'm not a lesbian. They went all out, prepared me for this by making a reservation at the Hyatt, warm bath with rose petals, new untouched panties and night gown. She turned down the bed, prepared me, laughing a little, asked me if I wanted her to get me in the mood by massaging me and getting my clit hard. It was a whole process. She not only massaged me, she used her mouth and tongue, and used a small glass dildo to get me wet and available. Everything you might fantasize about when masturbating. Then she turned the lights down and let him strike.

    The intercourse was not unpleasant but it was invading. Worse than my first pap smear. Her time with me wasn't. For me or for her. She confessed to me that she had a thing for me and wanted to participate. And she did. Every time we had intercourse, she spent some time with me first ensuring I was wet and receptive. After he was done she paid attention to me, lifting my hips onto a pillow so the sperm would flow into my cervix, then washed him off, and then paid attention to me personally. She is a woman with ample breasts and she shared them with me. That alone got me wet and receptive.

    After I was confirmed as being pregnant she took over watching over me. She had oils and incense, and she gave me full body massage, using her breasts over me. We became close, closer than sisters, we became lovers and he stepped aside and let her live out her fantasy. She was present during the delivery and she presented the baby to her husband. Her g*ft to him. I found out what my breasts were for the old fashioned way with a baby latched on. So small compared to hers. Every time she hung over me with her breasts in my face, her nipples in my mouth, I got aroused for her and her hand and mouth. I knew that sooner than later she was going to give me to him, but for those few months after the baby came it was only the two of us. Where there's one there's two and he was itching to get the second baby started.

    I'm not a lesbian, not really, I tell myself. Except that I'm in love now, not with a man but with a woman. Somehow she balances me and him. And when he is beside himself she prepares me to receive him, which now after two babies he can do what he wants. I know she is waiting for him be done to give me her special attention and that's what I need. I don't need a man. Not like that. I guess I never needed a man.

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    # 64510 - by Bea / March 15, 2023
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    Lesbian Female / 30

    Kicking Off Our Lesbian Nature

    I attended a small private college, every incoming freshman had to live in the dorm. Our dorm was ancient by contemporary standards, each floor had communal showers and toilets, nothing private. Two people per room, small with two single beds that could be bunked or both beds side by side. We bunked our beds to get a little more floorspace. My roommate came from Tennessee and I am from Virginia. We both requested Christian girls, church being important.

    The first week we had orientation, meet and great your dorm mates, and initiation. You had to spend 24 hours handcuffed to your roommate. Whether you wanted to or not you got to know your roommate intimately. For two modest Christian girls this was going to be more than a test.

    After getting handcuffed we returned to our room, like it or not, we were going to share my bed. Like it or not we were going to shower together, like it or not we were going to use the toilet together. We got undressed until we had to deal with our shirts and bras which had to be cut off, following the instructions of the initiation organizers, and we stood naked in front of the mirror holding hands.

    And we got under the covers, to see where hands and legs would end up. Being our first naked body contact you can imagine our hesitation and our surrender to the inevitable. We tried spooning, but I ended up on my back and my roommate laying over me. So much to rub together, to feel our intimate parts against each other, skin on skin, warm under our blanket. We couldn't help touching, or caressing, or kissing. Not so much making love, as pushing our boundaries.

    Our twenty four hours initiation lasted all our four and half years of college, we never used two beds, and never quit showering together. Having discovered just how nice we were naked together we flashed and took pictures of each other. Time toned down the dirty thoughts until we made love, with sporadic inventive behaviors to spice things up . We had chemistry, we had a natural desire for each other. We took our turn handcuffing incoming freshman girls, although initiations were against the rules.

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    # 64424 - by Maya / March 10, 2023
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 53

    I Think I'm Lesbian

    I put bisexual in the description because I did have 1 girl with whom I had sex for about a year. We weren't out, we weren't displaying in public it was totally private. I had never had sex before, and she even broke my hymen with her fingers, but only after I was ready to let her. After than I never had sex with another woman. I've had 2 men in my life, one ex who divorced me for being a cold fish, and my second husband who died. On the second one, quite frankly I bucked and heaved, breathed heavily and pretended I was cumming everytime, sometimes multiple times. But my only orgasms were with myself on his frequent out of town travels and then thinking about my lesbian lover in college. I had one child with my second husband who is now grown.

    Now I'm on my own, pension, house and car paid for and all I can do is think about that lesbian sex. I looked her up online, and we communicate via chat but she is happily married and fulfilled. I really want to try it with another woman again, but have no idea how to go about it. I'm really shy sexually and personally, I just don't know how to find another woman who would be interested, nor where to find someone. I really want to try it again though. I think I could finally have an orgasm that I didn't initiate.

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    # 64388 - by Connie / March 7, 2023
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    Lesbian Female / 33

    Thinking About My First Girlfriend Right Now

    When I was moving up to the seventh grade my parents moved for my father's job. To Thailand. I didn't know anyone, everyone was from all types of other countries. There were kids with strange ideas. My parents helped, but I felt alone. I guess, I really don't know, that is why I started to play with myself. To masturbate. It became an everyday activity. I escaped to my room and gave myself the attention I needed.

    I met this other girl from England and she and I became sort of friends at school. Her father worked for another company and most of the social life of my parents were with other people in their company, so we didn't see each other outside of school. She caught me one day, rubbing away between my legs and asked me what I was doing. Did I have an itch? Yes, I had an itch. We went to the girls room and she sat on the toilet seat and I lowered my panties and she looked very seriously at my, ahem, privates. With her thumbs she opened me up and said she saw that my 'hood' was red and asked if it was there that it itched.

    Well it itched, but a lot more right them, with her touching me and I guess it was her idea, she leaned over and kissed my 'hood' to make it feel better. I needed to get off, to go to climax and I gave myself a very deep rub in front of her and she stood up and I leaned against her and she rubbed me with her hand, and got her finger in me, until I climaxed. Do you like that? Yes I liked that. And with that she put her hands over my chest and cupped my boobs. Do you like that? Yes I liked that. Your a lesbian aren't you?

    She had a lot of experience and whenever we were able to escape we went and we gave each other deep rubs between our legs, and at times got a finger deep into our vaginas. She started the kissing but I went along, kissing her was not something I could stop. I wanted to. We had to get together after school.

    It was a long time, it seemed, before my mother contacted her mother and asked if she could come to my house. That first day she was there I ate pussy, a lot of pussy and in return she ate a lot of pussy too. We got as naked as we could and we both ended up in a climax. We talked and she told that when she was in boarding school in England the girls would get together and one would play being the boy and the other one played being the girl. But she liked it better when they both played being the girl, like we were doing. She told me she was a lesbian and she said I was a lesbian too.

    Now so much time has passed and she went her way as her father's job took her to other places, and we returned to the states and I went to high school in Plano Texas. A huge place with lots of girls and I had several girlfriends. There was a group of girls who all identified as lesbians and we tended to hang together.

    I live alone right now in Washington D.C., my last relationship didn't last, and I am again giving myself attention. I have some toys, but what I really want is the hot kiss of a girl on my pussy, I'm not the penetration type. A big bad dick isn't what I want. I want hot lips and hands up and down my sides and on my boobs and a girl's tongue in me. And that's what is impossible to duplicate. And I climaxed today thinking of my girlfriend from Thailand. She had a hot mouth and was a great kisser and she loved to eat pussy. That's my kind of girl.

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    # 64385 - by Lorry / March 7, 2023
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