I grew up in a well to do suburb of Dallas, my parents were both doctors. Pre teen I had a crush on this girl who went to school with me and one afternoon while she was at my house I got between her legs and humped her as hard as I could. We both got aroused because I could really feel her mound under me as I rubbed my mound on her. After a while of humping on her and getting nowhere I took her panties off to examine her.

Post puberty, I was fifteen a girl moved in next door, she was twelve and she had just started to bloom but she wasn't menstruating yet. I was and I showed her my menstruation and how much blood there was. I examined her pussy real close to see if there was any signs that she was going to menstruate and when I was looking at her I was overcome with an urge to eat her and I did. It was my first pussy and I ate her until it hurt to continue. I'm afraid I wasn't gentle and she was always hesitant to let me eat her again, but with time we got to the point where I could eat her really well and we had figured out how to make her really enjoy it and ask me.

We went way past eating pussy, we got to the point of making love, lots of kissing and breast play and lots of 69, getting in the shower together and getting naked in bed. I didn't really know the meaning of slut then, but I guess we were both little sluts, we had to have sex and we had to be together. Until we got caught. We were naked in bed and I was doing what I liked best which was nosing around in her when my mother came in unexpectedly. It was a mess, never ending interrogation, her parents were called over, we were both yelled at and screamed at and told we were filthy and when they found out we had been at it for over a year all kinds of shit came out of her mother and they decided to accuse me of doing things to a minor because she was twelve.

The end result, was that we were both sent to counseling, we were prohibited from seeing each other and they moved to another part of town and I got sent to my grandparents house to cool off and think about what I was doing and if this was something I thought was appropriate for a girl. My mother told me in a moment of reason that if I was a lesbian I would break my father's heart.

At my grandparents' there was a house on the block with a college student. He was back in town for the summer and he fucked me the first day he met me. The next day I got my first mouthful of penis and got fucked again. Getting fucked felt good, I liked him on top of me and I liked it even more when he fucked me on my knees and elbows. I really liked sucking him off, so we fucked and fucked like crazy, and after a couple of months I realized that I was not only late I was real late and I was feeling nauseous in the morning and it was confirmed I was pregnant. We had never used any kind of birth control, no condoms, no pill, nothing, we had just fucked to fuck.

I spent my seventeenth year pregnant, I went to a private school which had an outreach program for pregnant girls and I managed to graduate from high school, with a baby. My mother thought it best that I learn my lesson real well and that I breast feed, take care of the baby and go to college the next year. Deep down inside she was so relieved I wasn't a lesbian, that she forgave everything, this would make me a woman and teach me responsibility and she was so excited with her grandson. My dad was more reserved, he wasn't aware of the lesbian stuff, but he 'understood' but wasn't pleased with me.

I went to college, I met a boy there and we got married after graduation and I got pregnant immediately, I had no wish to work, my only wish was to be a mom and take care of the house. We hired a nanny to help, she was from Chile. With her living with us it became really apparent to me that she was a lesbian girl and she was in love with this other girl also from Chile. This is why she was here, she followed the other girl. I won't say she was pretty in the pretty sense but she was very sensual. Around the house she wore jeans and shirts, but more than once I saw her in nightgown and I could see her body flow under her gown. I started to look for the shape of her breasts under her shirts and the flow of her butt under her shorts. I started to get wet looking at her face and desiring her lips, cleavage was all over the place, she wore lose tops and I could see the tops of her breasts.

I kept silent, until I had to say something to her and complimented her face and her hair and I touched her lips with my finger. She stood there and didn't move and I touched her breast with my hand, she asked me in Spanish if I liked that, if I liked women's breasts. She let me feel her, she didn't move she stood there while I felt her breast until I kissed her on the mouth. She asked me in Spanish again if I liked women, because she was a woman and she thought I was pretty.

The children were asleep and we stood there and kissed several times and she let me feel her up and she felt my breasts and she undid my top and she leaned over to suck my nipple. I ate her pussy, I didn't want to stop, she pushed my head away, but she kept her legs open, she asked me to get naked and lay on the bed and she at me and I had an orgasm.

My husband doesn't need to know, and neither does my father. It is just that making love with her feels so good, I love her naked now, she is far less inhibited than I am, while the kids are in school we use the time to be together. We have been making love for a month now.

I guess I have lesbian tendencies, strong lesbian tendencies. I have always had strong lesbian tendencies.