Bi-Sexual Female / 29
In HS I played softball and the coach played with me. I don't regret it, I wanted it. Still, I wasn't sure that I was really into women, I thought it was just her playing with me. Like I said, I liked it, and I liked that she paid attention to me.
In college I discovered boys and I was easy. At a minimum I gave my date a hand job, but usually a bj or I would let him fuck me. It is not that I dated a lot of guys, but those that I did date I usually had sex with.
I got out of college with an Anthropology degree, which meant that I got a job working the front desk at this small museum. It was a nice place to work, but the pay was minimum wage. I started to wait tables at this bar/grill.
At the grill I got hit on by this woman, she was a grad student, 27 very toned, liked to work out, and she had figured me out and finally got me to date her. The first time she got me in bed all those days in HS came back and I went deep down into the les abyss. I became vocal and annoying, it didn't matter I was going to let my views be known. She told me to cool it, or she was going to drop me, she didn't need any unwanted attention coming her way. I didn't cool it and she didn't drop me and sex with her was always outside of any boundaries. She pushed and pushed, and had me do things, and did things with me that could only be described as going to far.
Deep down inside I started to believe that her problem was that she wanted to fuck like a man, she was always inserting things in me, on my back, on my stomach, on my knees, anyway she could get something up my vagina and fuck me with it. She didn't like getting these things pushed up her vagina, other than my tongue or my fingers, she kept her vagina off limits from any foreign objects.
One day she confessed to me that she was going to change her sex. I stopped seeing her.
Next came this guy at work. It wasn't anything bad, it just evolved over time, and one day he just told me that he wanted to fuck me. I let him fuck me. Then on one particular night, he was on top of my back holding me down, grinding against me and he told me he wanted me to get pregnant. He wouldn't get off of me, and I had gone through a couple of arousals, his boner was grinding between my butt like he wanted to take me that way, I just gave in.
So at the age of 26 I became a mother. We played house, we lived together and did couple things and now that we had the baby, we did couple and baby things. Everyone around me was happy, I had finally settled down and everyone wanted to forget about my last ten years, my HS coach, the guys in college and mainly my affair with the girl who wanted to become a boy.
I fell off the wagon with this girl who lives down the street. She is in college and she is athletic. I can't resist that, if she wants to fuck I want to fuck. She is amazing, she is smart and she is pretty and she is built for sports, not too tall, but taller than me and she has the most amazing thighs and behind. Her breasts are small for her size, but they hug her chest and her nipples get really big. She bucks hard during sex, and that gets me off. I am afraid I have gone les again and she is the one.
Since I have been with her I have lost all interest with my live in bf. It's not him, it's her.
I know deep down inside that I am really les, not bi because I can't form an emotional bond with a man, it is just sex, like masturbating except with a real penis. I feel for the first time the need to show off my gf and let everyone know we are together. Maybe she will come around and we can do that. In the meantime I continue to live with my bf and she lives in the duplex down the street.
In college I discovered boys and I was easy. At a minimum I gave my date a hand job, but usually a bj or I would let him fuck me. It is not that I dated a lot of guys, but those that I did date I usually had sex with.
I got out of college with an Anthropology degree, which meant that I got a job working the front desk at this small museum. It was a nice place to work, but the pay was minimum wage. I started to wait tables at this bar/grill.
At the grill I got hit on by this woman, she was a grad student, 27 very toned, liked to work out, and she had figured me out and finally got me to date her. The first time she got me in bed all those days in HS came back and I went deep down into the les abyss. I became vocal and annoying, it didn't matter I was going to let my views be known. She told me to cool it, or she was going to drop me, she didn't need any unwanted attention coming her way. I didn't cool it and she didn't drop me and sex with her was always outside of any boundaries. She pushed and pushed, and had me do things, and did things with me that could only be described as going to far.
Deep down inside I started to believe that her problem was that she wanted to fuck like a man, she was always inserting things in me, on my back, on my stomach, on my knees, anyway she could get something up my vagina and fuck me with it. She didn't like getting these things pushed up her vagina, other than my tongue or my fingers, she kept her vagina off limits from any foreign objects.
One day she confessed to me that she was going to change her sex. I stopped seeing her.
Next came this guy at work. It wasn't anything bad, it just evolved over time, and one day he just told me that he wanted to fuck me. I let him fuck me. Then on one particular night, he was on top of my back holding me down, grinding against me and he told me he wanted me to get pregnant. He wouldn't get off of me, and I had gone through a couple of arousals, his boner was grinding between my butt like he wanted to take me that way, I just gave in.
So at the age of 26 I became a mother. We played house, we lived together and did couple things and now that we had the baby, we did couple and baby things. Everyone around me was happy, I had finally settled down and everyone wanted to forget about my last ten years, my HS coach, the guys in college and mainly my affair with the girl who wanted to become a boy.
I fell off the wagon with this girl who lives down the street. She is in college and she is athletic. I can't resist that, if she wants to fuck I want to fuck. She is amazing, she is smart and she is pretty and she is built for sports, not too tall, but taller than me and she has the most amazing thighs and behind. Her breasts are small for her size, but they hug her chest and her nipples get really big. She bucks hard during sex, and that gets me off. I am afraid I have gone les again and she is the one.
Since I have been with her I have lost all interest with my live in bf. It's not him, it's her.
I know deep down inside that I am really les, not bi because I can't form an emotional bond with a man, it is just sex, like masturbating except with a real penis. I feel for the first time the need to show off my gf and let everyone know we are together. Maybe she will come around and we can do that. In the meantime I continue to live with my bf and she lives in the duplex down the street.
