Were you outed and didn't want to be? Need to talk about your very first time or encounter? Have a question about technique or about safe sex? Whatever it is, lay it all out here. This category is specifically for lesbian stories.

My Boss' Wife

I joined a public accounting firm right out of college and rose to the position of manager. I got close and personal with a partner, she was the highest ranking lesbian in the firm, that we knew of. Because of our reporting relationship we decided that it would be best if I left the firm and she helped me land a job as financial reporting manager for a closely held company that made lots of money. Advised that it was a male dominated firm, run by the founders. My lover told me that working in a male environment would be different and once they found out that I was a lesbian things could get tough.

I worked directly for the CFO and Vice President of all things important. His partner and cofounder was the CEO and chief salesman. They were in the late forties, both married with kids and wives of twenty years, classic male dominated households and submitted wives. They did figure out pretty early that I was a lesbian but curiously they didn't say much about it. One comment from my boss early on that two women he could stand but not two guys. Well we were two women and he invited us to join him for dinner with their wives. Frankly it was the first formal dinner I went to with my lover as out and about lesbians, as a couple. We both dressed in dresses and got made up and I felt like I was a fish in a fishbowl, not with the guys, but with their wives.

The necessary banter of who has the bigger dick went on, sizing up my lover and she held her own, recognizing early that when it came to dicks she made up for it with what was between her ears. I, was relegated to the women. The CEO's wife, her first dinner with lesbians, asked me out and out what was it like, 'you know, having sex with another woman'. I told her it must not be too different than having sex with a man, but I wouldn't know, no man had ever crossed my threshold. "you mean your a virgin?", No, I mean I don't do dicks. The conversation got quite frank, about sex, and getting hot and whether I ever desired a dick. Oh, no, she said she had to have a dick. OK, I told her have your dick, but for me a great rack and a tight ass and wet pussy did it for me. My boss' wife listened and said at the end that it wasn't right, that's how she felt about it.

My boss asked me the next day if I was alright, meaning he hadn't spent time talking to me. I told him not to worry, I had given his wife a lot to digest. Not all women understand lesbian feelings, even if they spend 90 percent of their time with other women. He laughed and told me he had picked her off the tree before she was ripe and she had been a handful getting her to grow up.

Over the next months I talked a lot with his wife. I mean a lot. Lunches, and dinners, and telephones, and such. She wanted to know, really know, what it was like to be in love with a woman, a woman that loved you back. And sex, what is it really like? She told me I was the first lesbian she had ever talked to, and I answered her truthfully, admitting that being a lesbian had it's own set of problems. Like her bosses wife wanting to know what it was like being a lesbian.

It was one afternoon, after a lunch at the girl's only restaurant that I liked, we were sitting outside on a bench enjoying some ice cream, when she said that she had to get married because she had been close with a girl and had been caught. I asked her 'how close' and she told me, they were caught naked by her mother. She was fourteen and she was married off at seventeen to a guy who got back from the Army and needed a wife, my boss.

Lo and behold, my boss' wife was a lesbian, hiding deep in the closet behind the old coats in the dark. I asked her if she wanted me to help her come out and she said no, by now she was used to him. And she had children. She confessed to me two different times that she slipped up and got intimate with a friend, but she cut it off because she was married. I asked her, how can you be a lesbian and be a man's wife? Do you like that role, you come across so submissive.

I have worked with my boss now for seven years, I'm a lot older and little wiser. I have a close, very close, and emotional relationship with his wife. My lover and mentor tolerates it, she sent me to work around men so this wouldn't happen. She's still in the closet behind the old coats, except with me and my lover. We are the only two people she has come out to. We have embraced her, and we have shown intimate acts in front of her, kissing and hugging. We've encouraged her, but she is not able to move, she lives in her closet, and we let her sit with us and talk whenever she needs to.

I know because I work closely with my boss that he knows, has always known, he knew the day he married her. But back then what was thought was that marriage would set her right.

  • Pushed And Shoved Out Of The Closet, I'm In Love In The Daylight

    As a junior in college my roommate walked out to live with her boyfriend. I needed a roommate to cover the rent and posted on the school want adds, made Need Roommate stickies and stuck them to doors, lamp posts, the pizza kitchen bathroom wall. I got several bites, one girl, a freshman looking to get out of the dorm. Her mother told me not to worry they were covering the rent.

    I helped her move her stuff, she didn't have a car, and move in. She liked that she had her own bathroom and we had a 'view', an open lot not the back of a building. She was quick to become dependent, needy, she was used to being around her sisters. For me it was a bit of a problem but she was nice, like having a little sister.

    Over homecoming weekend I had a friend, already a graduate, needed a campout. That night, when we were all ready for bed, my little sister roommate came to my room so my friend could sleep in her bed. Way too much cuddling, silly talk, her around my neck kissing, hands on a discovery mission, open season on her pussy, we fell asleep in each other's arms, woke up spooning, her head on my pillow.

    After my visiting friend left my little sister roommate brought her underwear to my room, opened my dresser and made room in my panty drawer and moved in. I found out why she was kicked out of the dorm, she had forced her way into her roommate's bed and she wasn't welcome.

    The silly thing, she liked being tickled, spanked, kissed on forbidden places. Not new to playing lesbian, she wanted to play girlfriends, posting her relationship. Sunset pictures, holding hands on the grounds of the library, glazed over eyes, pouty lips, and kissing. Romantic poems, birthday celebrations, anyone friended on her FB knew her status, in a relationship with an upper classman, not available for dating.

    My previously guarded personal life on display, I could no longer pretend I wasn't a lesbian. We survived the pandemic, being adults about our relationship. My little sister roommate is my forever girlfriend.

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  • A Woman Took My Cherry

    I was 17 she was 42 and she ate me, made me eat her, I finger fucked her, and she fucked me with a strapon dildo and broke my hymen. I always wanted a boy in my neighborhood to do it and I finally got him to sleep with me, but he thinks some other guy got me first. he is my first guy. I just don't know how to explain it to him, I'm so embarrassed.

    My Path

    I was 13 at the time on summer swim team. A girl I met there became my friend and we hung around waiting on out heat. At lunch, hot dogs, chips and Gatoraid, we found her mom and she sat with us. Her mom was a nurse and she had just gotten off shift. What was strange on her uniform she had this button, one of those big round buttons "Are you gay?".

    For the next years I would think of that button and me. I could not, no matter how I tried 'like' a boy. I crushed hard on this girl in the 8th grade, this girl in the 10th grade, this girl at church. My clitoris was raw from masturbation. I never did any penetration. I fantasized scenarios, always with my then crush.

    In college I forced myself to 'like' a guy and get married, let him prove to himself he was a man and had a baby before my first anniversary. I admit I was also trying to prove I was a woman. The marriage ended before our second anniversary. My mother asked me what was wrong with me and I went into therapy.

    I lived in an apartment block. I had my son in a stroller, groceries in the stroller with him. A girl got on, it was the girl from summer swim team. It was like the sun came out, we agreed to get together, she 'couldn't' believe I had a child. We talked, and talked and talked. That night I rubbed out an orgasm, and she was the object of my fantasy.

    She is gay, not her mother. She was gay when she was 13. I told her I had thought of her often, rubbed my clit raw over her. No, I didn't tell her that, that's not true, only wish it was. But by then she told me she liked my baby making hips, baby feeding tits, my baby birthing pussy, she loved that I was brave enough to have a baby, she overlooked the husband part.

    Together she worked up her nerve to get pregnant herself, my ex donated the sperm. Two kids, an ex as the father figure, living in a house with a dog and a yard. That button? We have it. And yes we are gay.

  • An Expected Foursome, Twisting And Turning, Good Sex, Good Fun

    We went to a very nice, aka expensive, hotel over labor day. Nice bar, nice Sunday brunch. Nice pool. We get in the pool around four. Two matronly women are the only other people at the pool. The conversation and drinks went on for a couple of hours, they accept our invitation to dinner on the mainland. Wine, drinks, good food, good spirits. The four of us agree to go to the hot tub, where things got steamy and heavy. We partied till late, fun was had all around.

    I Guess I Was A Lesbian After All

    I am one of those people who didn't get asked to the prom, was in band, had one friend, and did housework with my mom. I never really had any sexual desires growing up. Not visual, not physical, I didn't have an orgasm. What I liked to do was hang around the kitchen with my mom and the other women. I did not have a crush.

    I went to a small school close to home, I really didn't even want to go away to school. The dorm was fine, I did ok in the dorm. We had a full bath facility at the end of the hall, and a laundry set up in the basement. I made my bed every morning and ironed. I missed being at home and I volunteered for anything dealing with cooking and serving. I loved my time around other girls and never dated. I was accused of being turned on by the smell of estrogen.

    My school was small like I said. And in the last year I met this girl naked Ruby. How I had missed her all that time I don't know, but in our senior year we took a class together on 'female sexuality', basically about the rise of the lesbian woman and the fight against the oppression of men on society. The parts about sexuality interested me, the parts about oppression made me laugh. It was Ruby who asked me to kiss.

    It was a straight forward question. "Do you want to kiss with me?" I had never thought about it, and I guess her sweet face broke me down and I said "sure". And we kissed, and she immediately grabbed my 'tit' and started to rub it hard, squeezing it, and then her other hand went straight between my legs, trying to get a handful of pussy. I fell back, I was on my bed on my back and she had her hand down my pants and was grabbing at my pussy. I had to release the catch on my pants and she got her finger in my vagina. She fingered me, ate me, kissed me, she was wild. And me, I had never been kissed up to that time.

    I asked her what that was all about and she told me she was queer and proud of it. I told her I wasn't 'queer'. "Yes you are, you are about the most queer of any of us". And she reminded me that she had just eaten me and I had to admit that I liked it. "Baby, I could smell you" she said.

    Saturday came and we went for morning coffee and then to this 'other' girl's place who lived off campus and she had of an old Playboy foldout on her wall. With an arrow in lipstick and a pen lettering 'that's the pussy I want'. Nice pussy, I have to admit. I didn't realize that in the early days Playboy didn't show pussy, but later on they did. Nice pussy. Of course the rest of the package was nice too, pretty face, and largish boobs with straight up nipples. Who has boobs like that? Nice pussy, really nice pussy.

    I was kind of ashamed of myself. I had never seen a porn picture before and had never seen porn either. I fantasized about that girl's pussy, until I realized she must be like fifty years old now. But at that time when she was like nineteen she had a real nice pussy. I started searching for pictures of her on the internet, Playboy foldouts, until I found it and learned they were the Pet of the Month. I found her, I adored her pussy and read the bio. She sounded like me, being in the kitchen with mom, except she showed her pussy to the world.

    Ruby laughed at me. Ruby showed me her pussy. It was, well nothing but a pussy. Like all the other pussies I'd seen. Just pussy and she has nice little tits, like my hand can cover them completely. But she is a wildcat and she eats pussy and wants to control what you do. Talk about female oppression. I told her I was going to go where I wanted to go, even if she did eat my pussy.

    We sat up one night late, she drove the computer, and she showed me all these sites about lesbian porn. She told me that lesbian porn was for men, real lesbians don't want that. "Then what do they watch?" I asked. "We eat pussy" she said. And with that, at one in the morning, she took off her pants and laid back on the bed and said "eat me". And I did.

    Now that was good pussy.

    My Lesbian Friend

    I am divorced for about 6 months now. I am staying with a friend of mine, I knew she was a lesbian, didn't care. Two months ago she mentioned sex and that she hadn't had any in quite a while. Turns out it was because I moved in and she didn't want to put me ill at ease. I told her she was lesbian and I knew it, no problem. It's her place, do what she wants. She said there were "other things" to consider. I found out for myself.

    I was horny, she was horny, we were stoned and I just stood up and stripped. Walking towards her bedroom I told her she can have anything she wants as long as she promises me at least 2 orgasms. She was up immediately, saying that I had to go with whatever she did and not say no to anything, she would promise me I'd like it all in the end.

    Naked on her bed, I was lying with my legs spread, my waxed pussy on the wait. I have tiny pussy lips and she loved that. I also have tiny tits which she really liked as well. Then a quick kiss on the outside of my pussy, spreading it a lick and kiss on my clit that sent an electric shock through me, and I turned instantly wet. She commented on it and told me that I must be a horny little bitch. She asked and asked and told me to answer. I said that I was horny, and she made me say I was a horny bitch. Telling me that I wasn't going to get anything till I proved I wanted her. Next thing i know her hair bush is straddling my mouth and she told me to "get to work bitch". I ate her like I'd been starving, and she came several times while severely pinching my nipples to the point of real pain. Pinching twisting, she reached back and found my pussy was even wetter.

    Calling me a c**t lapping whore, she told me to roll over. I didn't know what she wanted, I was afraid that she wanted to insert something in my butt and I don't do anal at all, never. She reached and roughly turned me over, then sat with her back against the headboard told me to move over her lap. My tits on her lap she told me to keep going. Soon I was getting spanked over lap, with the other hand was pinching and twisting my nipples again. Spanking and twisting for at least 10 minutes, I was begging her to stop, then she swatted my pussy three time and pushed her hand agains my tiny little outer lips. I came 3 times from that, bucking and heaving like crazy. I couldn't help it, after, I was begging to kiss her and she let me. Then we grinded on each other with her taking the dominant role.

    It's been a real learning experience, I love being mistreated while having sex I love my bruised tits and even sometimes my bruised pussy lips. She now takes me out in public and kisses me, grabs me and basically does anything she wants to me and I let her. She's even made me lick her to orgasm in a public park, many times I kiss her tits in public, and she exposes me whenever she wants.

    I am in love and I am a sub lesbian.

    Obsessed?

    Ok I am making this confession because I can't talk to anyone about it.
    On NYE I over did the partying thing and ended up in bed with a girl who is a friend of my friends who hosted the party. I say she took advantage of my intoxicated state and after I had peed myself helped me clean up in the bathroom, took me to a bedroom to look for clothes that might fit. Next thing I know she's eating my pussy and I'm loving it. I came like crazy. She didn't stop but next thing I know her pussy is in my face but she's still licking away and I'm cumming again. I started licking. Oh my gawd. It was awesome. She tasted sweet and her juices were all I wanted. I came harder when she gushed in my mouth. I was hooked. I never been with a girl before, never even thought about it. But I have been having sex with her ever since. I can't get enough of her pussy. I can eat her out for over an hour without stopping. She cums like a river of honey. I lick it all up and swallow it. She taught me how to make her squirt which is mind blowing. I can't squirt myself but we keep on trying. I think I'm in love with my red headed girlfriend even though she's 10 years older than me. She's very dominant and I think I might be submissive since I love her telling me what to do. All I think about every minute of the day is eating her pussy. I can't wait to see her today. I even broke up with my boyfriend last week.

  • A Long Time Getting Here And It's Worth It

    I grew up as an only child of a never married woman. My mother worked for the city as a clerk. Our only social life was church. In the 8th grade the church raised the funds for me to go on a mission trip to a small town in northern Mexico, about an hour from the border. The church had adopted a small church there and we took supplies and did work to help the church.

    On that first trip we slept two to a room in a small motel. I slept with an older girl I'll call Leslie. Leslie got completely naked and asked me to get naked. It wasn't fair that I got to see her and I didn't let her see me. She 'helped' me get undressed until I was completely naked and she examined me from head to toe. I had never been touched, much less by a girl. She put my hand on her breasts and then on took my hand between her legs. We ended up naked on one of the beds, and she performed oral sex on me.

    I spent the rest of high school and my years at college without any sexual activity. I had friends and was generally sociable and my mission trip sex seemed more like a 'story' than the real thing. After college I flipped a couple of jobs before taking a position as an entry level HR clerk at this medium sized company. The office manager showed interest in me, a coworker told me she liked girls like me, she was definitely and unapologetic lesbian.

    It was a dance, I kept away from her, but I got trapped beside her at a lunch. She put her hand on my knee and asked if I had someone to love me. It was uncomfortable but things inside me went on fire. She kissed me in her car, I rode back to work with her, and she asked me if I liked the farm girl look. I didn't know, but I liked her kissing me and found out farm girls had big breasts and big hips. Like my one time on my mission trip she performed oral sex and she had a dildo she used on me bringing me to the big O. My first orgasm with another person.

    I learned that shaving every day, getting my butt waxed and powdered, using dildos during sex, edible clit oils, all led to intense orgasms. The other way, on her, not so much. She called me a princess and spent a lot of time with me. She had another farm girl who wasn't turned off like me, who gave her sex the way she liked it. I was her princess the entire time I worked there.

    A friend found me a job where she worked, more money and better career path. I met my forever girl there and I've taught her how I make love to her. I like her better and perform oral sex on her. I admit I like loving on her and helping her travel to Nirvana.