I had my first lesbian experience when I was just 16. I was staying over at a freinds house and we'd sneakily got a hold of some wine from another friend. Her parents were out for the night and after the wine had taken affect on our senses, we began talking about boys and their cocks, we soon became horny. We'd also talked about how we played with ourselves before, but we hadn't ever done anything together. She suggested we get undressed in her bedroom and see where it lead. I was nervous but the drink had dulled my natural caution, so with our clothing removed except for our bra's and panties, we tentatively began to kiss each other. She was always the older minded of the two and it was her who asked me if she could taste my pussy. I lay there and let her move my panties to the side. When her warm wet tongue brushed against my outer lips I almost jumped. She carried on and her tongue moved past my labias and into my soaking wet slit, it traced it's way up my pussy until she found my clit. For the first time in my life another person was playing with, licking and sucking on my clit and I was loving every second of it. I was playing with my own breasts as she started to suck in hard on my clit and only a couple of minutes later I came in a very strong convulsing orgasm. It was my turn and I didn't hold back, copying what she'd done to me, I also put two fingers inside her and began to fuck her hole aswell as sucking on her beautiful pulsating bud. When she came all over my face I wanted to carry on licking and sucking her, she had other ideas and moved us so we both had each others wet pussies in our faces. I climaxed twice more that night before her parents came home. We pretended to be asleep and waited until they'd gone to bed. Once more we played with each other, this time with our fingers as we kissed. Over the rest of that summer I fell in love with her and we got together when ever we could, exporing new sexual ways to excite each other and to make each other orgasm.

Now 16 years later I'm married with a daughter. Our sex life is good, really good. He's a wonderful lover and husband and always satisfies me with his eight inch thick shaft. We have sex at least three or four times a week and it's never gotten stale as we experiment trying different ways to sexualise ourselves. The one thing that has changed in me over the years is the type of sex I want. With my female lovers before I married, it was a loving type of sex, lots of passionate kissing and fore play. With my husband I want powerful hard fucking and I absolutely love being fucked anally by him. It gets my orgasms flowing through me like nothing else can. That's why when I met my old teenage friend/lover again in March it shook me how much I wanted her pussy and her gentle lovemaking.

She and her parents moved out in the autumn of our fledgling romance and our relationship died, not because we didn't want to be together, but because the distance was too far and I also discovered how good a guy and his cock could make me feel.

I was shopping with my daughter in March when a voice I sort of recognised shouted my name. I turned and looked but didn't recognise anyone I knew, then my old lesbian flame stood in front of me and said her name. I was shocked, she looked stunning. Don't get me wrong I've looked after my figure and looks over the years, but she looked fabulous. Immediately all the old feelings of lust and wanting came back and looking into her eyes, I instanly knew she was feeling the same. I introduced my daughter to her and we began chatting. The outcome was to arrange an afternoon the following week after swapping cell phone numbers, to catch up and go over old wonderful sexually glowing ground. We both knew that would be spoken about without actually saying it.

We met a small cafe with booths running along the side walls. Straight away we leaned over and kissed. It wasn't just a peck on the cheek, it was a full blown holding each other, tongues, touching and emotionally passionate kiss. It was like we'd never been apart. Over the next hour we talked about our seperate lives and came to the same realisation, we still very much wanted each other sexually at least. It was me who lead the way this time, I phoned a nearby motel and booked a room for the afternoon. Driving over to the motel I had butterflies in my stomach, I also had the overwhelming feeling of wanting to have her face between my legs. The motel owner face said it all when we booked in. He knew we were there to have sex and he also knew I was married. When we turned to go to the room he smiled, winked and said "Wish I was fly on the wall watching you two".

Two minutes was the time it took to be totally naked and lay on the bed with my old teenage friend, it felt like we were back in those days. The chemistry was still there and so was the lust for each others pussy's. It was like two combatants getting the best of each other as we vied to get to each others sex. Only when we'd both orgasmed over each others faces did we finally begin to make love. Everything slowed down, almost as if everything was in slow motion. We lay side by side kissing and touching each other, our bodies writhing around and over each others as if we were snakes. It felt devine to have her fingers exploring the wetness between my legs again and it also felt right. As much as I love my husbands strong cock fucking all my holes, I also loved her whole being loving me and for the rest of the afternoon we made love in every female way posible.

In the past month and a half we met twice a week, normally when my husband at work and my daughter's at school. Last week she drove to our house and once again we spent the afternoon having the most wonderful sex together. She brought a dildo with her and I let her fuck my ass with it, as she licked and sucked on my clit. When I eased it into her ass, it was the first time she'd had anyone fuck her that way. She came and did something she'd never done with me before, she squirted all over me and the bed sheets. I was in total extacy seeing her orgasm that way and went down on her straight away, lapping her pussy juices and swallowing every delighful drop.

I know I'm cheating on my husband and I also know it's not fair on him as he's a wonderful man. The thing is I love him just as much as I did when we first married, I just need my lesbian lover as much. I'm not in love with her any more, well not in that way, but I do love to have her sexuality pleasuring me just as much as I love my husband cock deep inside me. I'll have to make a decission soon, either to carry on in secret or let my husband know about my other sexual feelings and hope he aknowledges my bisexual desires. After all we would gladly let him be involved. I just have to find a way of brokering the subject...