Lesbian Female / 30
I went camping with this girl and her family. We had just turned 12. We had to share an air mattress and a sleeping bag. Under the cover of the sleeping bag we pretty much touched everything. We were inseparable all weekend. The following week I went to her house after school and we got on her bed and practiced kissing on the mouth, while we felt around. This time I took my panties off and let her finger me.
We were a couple of fuck bunnies, we got naked at every chance, we had lots of sleepovers and used a whole lot of different things to fuck with. As we grew up, from the sixth through the twelfth grade, we fucked as often as we could. There were rumors at school, we went to the basketball and football games together and we went to the prom together. We turned 18 after graduation, and the first thing we did was get matching tattoos on our breast. Before we headed off to college we came out to our families.
Being queer is not easy. I'm queer and so is she. Yes, we have each other and it is just dumb luck that we found each other and discovered ourselves together. She is definitely my best friend and we have a pretty active romantic life. But we would rather not be queer. That is the bottom line.
My fantasy is having a husband come home, ask for dinner and send him to go play with the kids while I get everything put together. I would like to be pregnant one day, and grow a baby. I would like to have wedding pictures and to plan vacations. I would like to get married and become Mrs. Someone. I want to wear an engagement ring and a wedding band, and go to bed at night with a husband.
I have a ringless finger, and although I go to bed with someone every night, she cannot be my husband, it just isn't so. She knows how I feel, this isn't a new topic, it is just that at the age of 30 I would have thought I would have two kids and be married. We have talked, but really getting married, the two of us, just doesn't seem right. We are two fag queers, we just cannot ever be man and wife.
We were a couple of fuck bunnies, we got naked at every chance, we had lots of sleepovers and used a whole lot of different things to fuck with. As we grew up, from the sixth through the twelfth grade, we fucked as often as we could. There were rumors at school, we went to the basketball and football games together and we went to the prom together. We turned 18 after graduation, and the first thing we did was get matching tattoos on our breast. Before we headed off to college we came out to our families.
Being queer is not easy. I'm queer and so is she. Yes, we have each other and it is just dumb luck that we found each other and discovered ourselves together. She is definitely my best friend and we have a pretty active romantic life. But we would rather not be queer. That is the bottom line.
My fantasy is having a husband come home, ask for dinner and send him to go play with the kids while I get everything put together. I would like to be pregnant one day, and grow a baby. I would like to have wedding pictures and to plan vacations. I would like to get married and become Mrs. Someone. I want to wear an engagement ring and a wedding band, and go to bed at night with a husband.
I have a ringless finger, and although I go to bed with someone every night, she cannot be my husband, it just isn't so. She knows how I feel, this isn't a new topic, it is just that at the age of 30 I would have thought I would have two kids and be married. We have talked, but really getting married, the two of us, just doesn't seem right. We are two fag queers, we just cannot ever be man and wife.
