Lesbian Female / 37
I Really Just Like It
I grew up in a small Louisiana town, in a Catholic home attending an all girl Catholic school. After high school I struggled with going to college, because it meant leaving home. I went to LSU living with my mothers older cousin. I learned from her about lesbians, open sex parties, drinking, swapping partners, toking, shooting and other stuff that should not be in your body. I learned about the variety of dildos, consolers, vibrators. Lotions, lubricants, flavored jellies, creams. I never saw a man at these parties. Some of the women were professionals like my mother's cousin, some were waitresses, others strippers. The only common denominator was sex, sex and more sex, all and only between lesbian women.
But I was not a lesbian, I had problems with open sex, I was a total virgin. Never kissed, never touched, by man, woman or beast. My mother's cousin brought a male friend over, giving him me. Take her, teach her. He took me, did I learn? I suppose that you learn whether you want to or not. I was then given to a woman friend of hers, a Marketing Manager. From the day she first saw me, she wanted me. Sex did not have penetration, I liked that better. Between him and her I told my mother's cousin to please not bring him around any more. From then on I joined the party.
Once in, I didn't want out. I was most attracted to a 22 yo stripper named Wanda. Wanda was all in, I let her do what she wanted, I wanted what she did. She kept me away from the other party girls, I officially became Wanda's girl. I started to dance at the club where she worked, the tips were huge, 18, 19, or less are the best years. At 22 Wanda was already too old. I dropped out of college and went professional.
A client offered the manager a lot of money for me, lots of money. I was told to please the client. On that weekend my share was 1,500. Professional stripper and prostitute. And Wanda's girlfriend. Those parties were no longer strange, embarrassing, I went with Wanda because open sex was erotic, fun. And no one paid. Whatever you liked, a woman liked doing that with you. That was what my mother's cousin had told me. What ever you like, some one likes that too.
Prostitution with men paid the bills. Until I was too old for the club and I became a bookkeeper.
But I was not a lesbian, I had problems with open sex, I was a total virgin. Never kissed, never touched, by man, woman or beast. My mother's cousin brought a male friend over, giving him me. Take her, teach her. He took me, did I learn? I suppose that you learn whether you want to or not. I was then given to a woman friend of hers, a Marketing Manager. From the day she first saw me, she wanted me. Sex did not have penetration, I liked that better. Between him and her I told my mother's cousin to please not bring him around any more. From then on I joined the party.
Once in, I didn't want out. I was most attracted to a 22 yo stripper named Wanda. Wanda was all in, I let her do what she wanted, I wanted what she did. She kept me away from the other party girls, I officially became Wanda's girl. I started to dance at the club where she worked, the tips were huge, 18, 19, or less are the best years. At 22 Wanda was already too old. I dropped out of college and went professional.
A client offered the manager a lot of money for me, lots of money. I was told to please the client. On that weekend my share was 1,500. Professional stripper and prostitute. And Wanda's girlfriend. Those parties were no longer strange, embarrassing, I went with Wanda because open sex was erotic, fun. And no one paid. Whatever you liked, a woman liked doing that with you. That was what my mother's cousin had told me. What ever you like, some one likes that too.
Prostitution with men paid the bills. Until I was too old for the club and I became a bookkeeper.
- That's Juicy! 14
- Remove It! 1
