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Lesbian Female / 29

Coming Out To My "Daddy"

I worked with a man who is obsessed with me. He treated me different, ran interference, maneuvered to get me a promotion, made sexual remarks, and he touched me a lot. A friend from my side of the tracks told me I needed to let him know, very gently, I wasn't available , my life was in a different lane. But very gently, having him in my corner was the reason I had the most fulfilling job and got paid really, really well.

After a lot of discussions, talks, we agreed I would take him to lunch, to Audrie's, a lady's place. Quiche and white wine, where ladies met ladies. After a morning meeting I asked him to take me to lunch. Not totally out of character, he was always available when it came to lunch.

At the restaurant I said hi to the hostess, she took us to our table in the middle of the room. I said hi to our server, hi to this lady, and another one. It was all set up. When the opportunity came my friend who helped set it up came over and I introduced him as my 'dad'. She was so excited for me that my dad took me for lunch.

Several girls in on the plan walked over to say hi, so he could see I was in my element. With my hand on his I told him, gently, this is where I came to meet other ladies that were looking for that very special kind of love. Hmmm , 'I'm not so sure that's good for you', he said.

I needed to drive it home, my friend walked over and kissed me on the mouth, 'Daddy, this is Hannah, my very special one'.

Well, it backfired all over the place, I got a lecture in the car, 'not my idea of what's best for you'. But the Daddy part he loved, that I'm his very own, his special girl, the one he loves. Hannah's ok, as far as those things go, but remember, 'you have a Daddy that loves you'.

I do.

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# 79011 - by Meryl with a Y / May 15, 2025
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    Lesbian Female / 64

    A Couple Of Old Fashioned Lesbians

    I'm horny. Sometimes I get so horny I have to relieve myself. I have 'toys' for that, but what I really want is those big tits and her tongue to work me over. But big tits isn't always around, so it's a never ending cycle. We are old fashioned lesbians, the type that have husbands and hide in the closet.

    When I left for college I was for the first time away from my judgmental mother. I roomed with Emily, a girl from Terrel. God she had tits. I mean for basically a high school girl she had tits. I was in love with her. I shaved her pussy for her to get rid of all that jungle pussy. I ate her pussy and got her to have her first orgasm. I was on her twenty four seven. Nobody to shame me, I fell into her tits and lost myself. I shaved for her too, so that she could have a fully naked pussy to love on.

    What were the odds that two small town girls would meet up in college and go straight into pussy. At that time there was no internet. There were no lesbian clubs. There were a few gay guys, but lesbians were no where to be found. If you were a lesbian, you dated guys and got screwed and got married. You never said you were a lesbian. You had babies. But the first day of my first semester in the dorm and my very own big tits lesbian shows up with a jungle bush and I trim it back and I eat pussy for the very first time.

    So, let me be clear. When I say Big Tits I don't mean some milk cow bit tits. She has tits. I had palm tits, but very sensitive nipples. I also came to college with a very sensitive clit. We went to class, got naked, sat on the bed with our legs open while the other girl ate pussy. The worst days were red days, and no matter what they say, our red days never did line up. So half the month we had to do without pussy.

    We spent four and half years at college. We read every book and pamphlet on cunnilingus we could find. We found out that in Australia they called it Cunny, so we called it cunny. We wanted 'c**t', not pussy. We finished college without ever eating another girl or seeing a dick in real life. But we had to get married, we couldn't go home 'single'. We had one last semester to land a guy with a tomorrow promise. That meant putting out and letting some promising guy fuck us.

    I met Matt my husband at basketball game. I let him fuck me on the first date, and as planned I got pregnant, and I got married. Big Tits met her husband, a friend of Matt's and she let herself get fucked and pregnant and she got married. For forty years Matt and Clyde have been best friends and Margie and I have been best friends. We have never told anyone that we are cunny friends or that we ate pussy for the four and a half years while we were in college.

    I want her now, so that I can put my face in her tits and feel her fingers in my c**t. I want to eat pussy, I want to show her again that I have always from the very first day I set eyes on her tits, love her. That we both landed husbands who are best friends and that we have spent forty years as best friends is the cherry on the cake.

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    # 78995 - by Anna / May 14, 2025
    - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 36

    A Very Special Arrangement

    Following college I broke up with my college girlfriend. We had grown apart, not on purpose, life with her had run its course. I returned home to decide what and where I would go. Home was never in my sights.

    I got a part time job. I got around with a high school friend. I met her brother who was in college when we were in high school. He went all out on me, caught in his world, I couldn't escape. Everyone was all for it, a perfect match, right age gap, professional degreed, so I could focus on making a family. Sold, to a man to get pregnant with.

    From the first day I knew I had made the biggest mistake of my life. But I was getting pregnant that night. A year went by, I was running the house, home with a three month old baby boy. And wham! pregnant again. Two kids, I was totally trapped. I had no marketable skills, and two babies a year apart kept me tied to the house.

    My college girlfriend called me and I broke down. She wanted to rekindle our college romance. She came cross country to see me. Pregnant with a six month boy. She offered to stay and help, move in, get a job, help with the bills, help me with the babies and the house. My husband thought about it, agreed it was a good idea, we needed the money.

    For reasons of his own, he gave us full liberties. No objections. Including accepting our romance. Why interfere, happy wife, happy life. A third pregnancy followed, then a fourth. I couldn't hold off, like a time bomb the baby fever went off, and nothing else would satisfy me, quiet me down. By the time we had two boys and two girls doubled up in each room, the house ran itself. Every day was different, every day the same.

    My husband moved out after our fourth child was weaned. He moved to a two bedroom condo nearby, to give us space to fully flourish our romance. We had a two mommy house.

    In our small town, where everybody knows everybody, we are that couple down the street. My husband has full visitation, full access to our house. We do not have an agreement in writing, we don't bicker, we don't fight. My romantic partner would prefer if we were married, but I won't divorce my husband. She has to occupy herself when he's around, sometimes he wants to be with his wife.

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    # 78983 - by Nena / May 13, 2025
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    Lesbian Female / 29

    Born A Lesbian I Want A Lesbian Life, I Want To Be A Lesbian Wife

    I am turning 30. My parents decided that we would go to Europe to celebrate. My parents, my sister and me. I have a lot of confrontations with my parents because I haven't settled down. They are totally unaware and unable to see what is in front of them. I'm a lesbian, always was. My sister knows because I told her but she keeps it from them.

    I had a pretend boyfriend the last time they came to see me, but conveniently we broke up. I have no desire, none, nada, period for anything to do with a man. I have a problem with women because I gravitate to strong willed women who are much older than me. I work for a newspaper, fact checking, proof reading, that kind of stuff. I have had two affairs, one with an editor and another with a free lance reporter, who you may have seen on tv.

    My sister does not lean this way. She is careful not to let my parents get excited about some guy. I know she 'lost' her virginity when she was fifteen to the man that does the yard. She was in love with him, head over heals, until around a couple of years ago. He used her, obviously. So that's her secret, and she knows mine.

    One day, if I'm unconscious, I want a man to get me pregnant. I don't want to know his name or anything about him. I do not want a biracial child, forgive me but I think that is cruel to the child. I prefer if the man is older than me, I don't want some young man by any means. I've asked my sister to help find that man for me. I will wear a face mask and 'take' it no matter what. No kissing, no touching, just in and out and goodbye. Just for getting a baby of my own.

    I want to meet a woman who wants to have me in her life. I need her to be strong, military or police, or something like that. Whip my ass type. I'll kiss her feet, and clean and cook. I know it's asking so much. But strong women like that like lap girls, I'm a lap girl inside.

    My fantasy, I can see myself, pregnant and showing and standing with the sun setting and the surf at a beach wedding. I want her to wear a white tuxedo and I will wear a flowing white gown, gathered around my pregnant belly, I will walk to her and surrender forever to her. Give her the baby as my wedding g*ft.

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    # 78969 - by Grace / May 13, 2025
    - Lesbian Stories -
    Lesbian Female / 24

    When All Of A Sudden You Realize You Really Are Lesbian With Your SIL

    I was just one more girl in college, wondering where I fit in. In my freshman year I shared a room with a long distance runner on a partial scholarship. She pranced around naked, and held my face into her crotch. I 'learned' what it meant to be 'the one' she liked. I was kissable and she liked sucking on my tits, and fingering me. That I liked it was a surprise. I never mentioned it to anyone, and I spent several years heart broken and depressed when she moved on to this dance major.

    In my senior year I was at a party in the complex I lived in and some guy grabbed me from behind, his hands under my shirt, he twisted my nipples with his fingers while 'humping' my ass. Pinned against the kitchen counter I lost awareness, my eyes teared up, I went into an orgasm, and he pushed my pants down. On my elbows on the counter he fucked me from behind.

    I became his to fuck, did his laundry and came when he called. When graduation came he gave me one chance, he didn't want another 'man' in his house. When he took a rental house he told me to settle in and get to work, start pushing those babies out.

    His sister came to visit, and she kissed me while I was nursing my new baby. Sorry, I couldn't help it, you're so kissable. Where had I heard that before. She squeezed milk out of my nipple and licked it off. She wanted to know if just kissing made her a lesbian. I said no, girls sometimes kiss, but eating pussy does.

    She ate pussy, and I orgasmed for her. Yes, she is a lesbian and so am I.

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    # 78963 - by Kissable / May 13, 2025
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    Lesbian Female / 39

    Better Off With Him Than Without Him, I'm Going Back To Him

    I'm a later in life lesbian. If I am honest the signs were always there, but I was pushed into college and marriage and children. My husband, who I met in college, is the only man I have been with. At first marriage was terrible. I can't emphasize how much of a shock it was to me. The absolute expectations of my role to him was unbreakable. If I say I cried every day for five years, I mean I cried every day for five years.

    Everything and especially sex was terrible. I resisted a lot, I just sat there and refused to do it. It didn't stop him. When I mas married for five years, I was then 27, he gave me an ultimatum. A baby or the door. Getting divorced was out of the question. People today do not understand these things, we are those kind of Catholics, divorce is a sin of the highest order. Being pregnant would mean that I advertised that a man was having sex with me. It was bad enough being married.

    I sought help, first with our Parish Priest, go forth and multiply, submit to your husband. Then with a 'lady' marriage counselor, the first one to suggest to me that maybe I was more suited for life with a girl. She gave me these tests, all sorts of tests, they cost 300 dollars. When she read the answers she told me I was 'dominant', and I showed (she showed me this graph), I was in the bottom left corner. Lesbian. I refused to believe her. I went home and let my husband get me pregnant.

    Sometime later, during my first pregnancy, I told my husband what that 'test' had shown. His answer, probably but it doesn't matter, you're married. As to dominant, well not as dominant as he is. Pregnancy, an infant, alone in a house, all sent me into depression. I was given a prescription, but my husband refused for me to take it. Just accept your condition, you are married and that's the end of this nonsense. I was pregnant again eighteen months later. Repeat of the first experience, being pregnant, and the innuendo of my husband being the man that got me that way.

    With my second baby there was no returning to work. I was walked into the stay at home life, part time baby sitting, workouts at the gym for lady's time. A girl name Brenda. Brenda was married, hell we were all married, we had children. Brenda before getting married had been '
    active' and she told me that I she was 100% sure I was lesbian. How did I end up married?

    Brenda broke the ice with me, and over time she convinced me that a little girl time wasn't cheating. My husband played golf, I played 'cards' with Brenda. Today you call this friend's with benefits, at that time we just called it kinki. Brenda and I have been in this relationship for ten years. Until I told my husband and told him I needed out, to breathe, I just couldn't continue living the lie, being tied down by him, and yes, under his dominant personality.

    My life away from my husband is difficult financially. I am still mostly dependent on him. My children are in their preteen years and it's difficult to tell them why mommy and daddy don't live together. Brenda and I continue, but we don't live together. It's sex. But more than sex. I call my husband every day to check in on him. My daughter who is 12 helps me go over to clean house for him. I don't want to hear that someone is moving in with him. We are not divorced, and I use his name exclusively. It's a trial separation, but it is not working.

    I can't afford to be single, and I will crawl over glass before I allow some other woman to take my place in my marriage. I told my daughter I made a mistake and I'm going to ask for forgiveness. I married reluctantly, but I'm not going to divorce willingly.

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    # 78729 - by Lilly / April 30, 2025
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    Straight Male / 48

    My Lesbian Daughter Is Flirting With Her Mother

    My daughter came out during undergrad. She finished a semester early and is living at home before heading to grad school next fall.

    I noticed her wearing very revealing outfits and hanging around her mother a lot. In the meantime, my wife seemed unusually happy, almost giddy, and she stopped wanting sex with me.

    I would swear that they are involved, but how do I catch them?

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    # 78723 - by Dennis / April 29, 2025
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    Lesbian Female / 25

    You Can Be A Lesbian And Love Your Husband

    In the tenth grade I was sent to one of my mother's cousins. I was exhibiting lesbian behaviors and my aunt a lesbian would talk to me to decide if I was a lesbian. I stayed five weeks, met many lesbians, one was Annette. Annette was 23 and she wanted to test me. She kissed me.

    We had sex in bed, when she went down in me I got really scared. She became very tender and showed me how to lick from vagina to clit, until I had an orgasm. I was taught to eat her. That wasn't easy.

    We became very close and when I was supposed to go home she asked my aunt to let me stay. I went back the following summer to be with her. We had to be careful because I was still seventeen and she was 24. No one has any doubts that I am a lesbian.

    After college I got pregnant with a friend of my brothers. I got married to establish paternity and give the baby a name. Annette was very hurt that I got pregnant. Lesbians aren't supposed to get pregnant, but they can, and they do. Lots of lesbians have children. I was very happy. Very happy, I'm glad I had a baby.

    Since Annette was upset, I stayed married, and had another baby. It wasn't so bad being married, sex with him.

    Annette asked for forgiveness, I forgave her and we went back being together. We are together, but I miss my husband. M I S S my husband.

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    # 78717 - by Paulina / April 29, 2025
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    Lesbian Female / 26

    Having My Cousin's Babies,

    Following a death in my family I was at the reception at my aunt's house for close friends and family. I had flown in, I was a college junior, and had not let anyone in my family know that I was an active lesbian. I was still understanding my behavior.

    I joined some cousins and we went to dinner. Among the group was my older cousin Tom. Tom pushed himself on me, and succeeded. I returned to college to finish the semester. It really didn't cross my mind I could be pregnant, I had a wrong idea about the days of fertility and the number of days sperm remained viable. The pregnancy caught me by surprise.

    I hid it from him, until I was unable to live with myself. He had become engaged and it bothered me. I called him and let him know. I had no desire or interest in his participation in raising the child. My family didn't need his financial support, nice but not necessary. Bringing a baby home was enough, babies were always welcome and marriage under these circumstances was secondary.

    But Tom wanted to be involved. And his bride would save herself for a few years if his baby was adopted by them. At no point was animosity present. Facts of life, what was best for the baby. I would return to finish my education. And my lesbian behavior could remain a guarded secret.

    It was to Tom's wife that I slipped and told her. She kept my secret even after graduation. I took a job in Atlanta, and moved in with a girl I met in college. Although we were friends, we became lovers instead.

    After three years Tom came to me, told me his wife wanted another child. So? She preferred if I made the babes. Her law practice was taking off.

    I told Tom, go ahead.

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    # 78661 - by Casandra / April 27, 2025
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    Lesbian Female / 22

    Working My Way Through College

    I took a job as a receptionist for a yoga studio. I had to wear yoga pants and a very tight top. As long as women came in I was ok, but men make me nervous. I was fixing up and this woman touched my butt. I said hi and smiled at her.

    It's a lot of work pulling those tights off, a lot of work, but she did pull them off. Getting air on my pussy, before she made me feel good.

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    # 78628 - by Sofia / April 26, 2025
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