Lesbian Female / 75+
Decades Ago
I'm almost 80 years old. I've been looking for a site like this for quite some time. I was married to a horrible abusive man since I was 15. See in 1955 I was a 14 year old lesbian in an Irish Catholic household. My neighbor who was an Italian mama's boy, was 25 and he always watched me and teased me. He knew I liked girls because he caught me in the woods kissing one of my friends from school. He always held it over my head that he was going to tell.
One day as I was walking home through the woods he cut me off. He told me that he was going to tell everybody what he saw. I was so sick of his game. I stood up to him and told him to go ahead and tell. I told him I want everyone to know that I love girls. As I pushed him out of my way in defiance he got enraged. He hit me in the back of the head and knocked me down to the ground. He ripped off my panties from under my skirt and he proceeded to r*pe me.
When he was done he told me he was going to tell everyone I was a slut and that I begged him to fuck me. He did exactly that. He told everyone that I begged him to fuck me in the woods. So it wasn't to anyone's surprise when I started showing a few months later. The bastard got me pregnant. When my parents realized I was pregnant they made sure I was going to be an honest woman. They took me next door and told him and his family that I was pregnant and that we were going to be married. A month later I was married to Itillo Moretto. From the time he r**ed me until the day he died in 2020 to COVID, he was a miserable and horrible excuse for a human being. He beat me, abused me mentally, cheated on me, r*ped and s*domized me hundreds of times over the course of our marriage. One time he caught me masturbating and he was so pissed he broke my fingers by twisting them. He also would never let me out of his sight. He was so jealous if a man or woman even talked to me. It was just me him and our daughter for all these years. It's been the loneliest existence. The day he died was the happiest day of my life.
This isn't my confession. My confession has to do with my daughter.
Living in our small tenement apartment we all shared the same room. We would even share the same bed especially in the winter when we were cold. Sometimes it was just me and my daughter when Itillo was out all night drinking and whoring or as he said "working".
It was a beautiful summer night and I was sitting out on the fire escape watching all the beautiful women in the neighborhood sitting on their stoops or walking up and down the block. I also watched my piece of shit husband hit on every one of them as he walked to "work". I continued to watch all the beauties and my vagina began to moisten and I started to get turned on. My daughter was playing in front of the building. I called her upstairs to take a bath and get ready for bed.
I filled the tub with cool water. I knew she was going to be hot, sweaty, and over heated from playing. The door flung open and my daughter came in. She was going to be 12 in a few weeks. She didn't look 12. She looked like she was in her later teens. She had thick black hair, blue eyes and milky white skin. She pealed off her sweaty clothes and kicked them into the corner. She walked naked across the kitchen to get a drink of water. I watched her walk across the kitchen and that was when I noticed she was not a little girl anymore. She was a beautiful woman and I couldn't believe I was getting turned on by my own daughter. As I helped her take a bath I could feel my pussy getting more and more wet. I was behind her. I reached around and soaped her breasts tracing her nipples with the bar of soap. I had both hands on her breasts. My daughter threw her head back a cooed that it felt good. I bit my lip from the heat that was being created. I handed her the soap and told her to wash her vagina. She did as she was told. She told me that she likes the way that feels too. I then asked her if she wanted me to wash her bottom. She nodded her head yes as she got on all fours. I slid the bar of soap between her cheeks then I traced her rim with my soapy fingers and I slid the tip of my finger in. "Oooop Mommy?"
"Sorry." I said.
"That's ok. It felt kinda good."
I rinsed her off and helped her dry off. I couldn't take my eyes off her body. I helped her on with her night shirt and ran my hands over her curves. Oh god forgive me for having these thoughts about my daughter.
I went to bed with thoughts of her running through my head. She reminds me of my friend that I was kissing in the woods years ago. I slid my hand between my legs and began to play with myself. I fantasized about eating her vagina and licking her ass. Just as I was about to cum she knocked and came into my room. She wanted to sleep with me. She crawled into my bed and cuddled up next to me. I needed to finish my orgasm! When she finally fell back to sleep I took her hand and put it between my legs. I guided her hand nice and slow, circling my clit. Feeling her touch me was beyond euphoric. She was the first female to ever touch me like this. I didn't even have to go too fast. I came and had the most incredible orgasm.
A couple weeks later I was giving her a bath again and I washed her ass again. Later on that night she came into my bed again. She was sleeping on her stomach and I raised her nightshirt to show her naked butt. I parted her cheeks with my hands and I licked and tongued her ass. Again I laid back and used her hand again to masturbate. This orgasm was even more intense.
After her 13th birthday I was walking home from the grocery store and I saw her duck into an alley with one of her friends. She was a red headed girl that lived in our building. I went in the alley and peaked down to see them kissing and they had their hands all over each other. I got home as quick as I could to masturbate over what I saw. I closed the apartment door, dropped my bag and fell onto the couch as I was furiously rubbing my clitoris. Just as I was about to orgasm I heard screaming in the hallway. It was my daughter and I heard my husband yelling. I could hear him yelling and slapping her. He caught her in the alley with her friend. I jumped up and ran into the hall to try and stop him. He beat the shit out of the both of us! He dragged us both by the hair into the apartment. He took off his belt and continued to beat us. When he finally stopped he packed a suitcase and told us that we were both sick in the head. He left us there battered and bleeding. He moved down the street for about 2 weeks. He was eventually kicked out by his mistress and came crawling back, only to go right back to his abusive and cheating ways.
I would like to apologize to my daughter for having to live with this monster. I also want to confess what I had done to her. She was the closest female companion I had. I fell in love with her and her beauty and took advantage of her. I'm sorry but I love you as a mother and I still love you as a lover. Please forgive me.
Love, Mommy
One day as I was walking home through the woods he cut me off. He told me that he was going to tell everybody what he saw. I was so sick of his game. I stood up to him and told him to go ahead and tell. I told him I want everyone to know that I love girls. As I pushed him out of my way in defiance he got enraged. He hit me in the back of the head and knocked me down to the ground. He ripped off my panties from under my skirt and he proceeded to r*pe me.
When he was done he told me he was going to tell everyone I was a slut and that I begged him to fuck me. He did exactly that. He told everyone that I begged him to fuck me in the woods. So it wasn't to anyone's surprise when I started showing a few months later. The bastard got me pregnant. When my parents realized I was pregnant they made sure I was going to be an honest woman. They took me next door and told him and his family that I was pregnant and that we were going to be married. A month later I was married to Itillo Moretto. From the time he r**ed me until the day he died in 2020 to COVID, he was a miserable and horrible excuse for a human being. He beat me, abused me mentally, cheated on me, r*ped and s*domized me hundreds of times over the course of our marriage. One time he caught me masturbating and he was so pissed he broke my fingers by twisting them. He also would never let me out of his sight. He was so jealous if a man or woman even talked to me. It was just me him and our daughter for all these years. It's been the loneliest existence. The day he died was the happiest day of my life.
This isn't my confession. My confession has to do with my daughter.
Living in our small tenement apartment we all shared the same room. We would even share the same bed especially in the winter when we were cold. Sometimes it was just me and my daughter when Itillo was out all night drinking and whoring or as he said "working".
It was a beautiful summer night and I was sitting out on the fire escape watching all the beautiful women in the neighborhood sitting on their stoops or walking up and down the block. I also watched my piece of shit husband hit on every one of them as he walked to "work". I continued to watch all the beauties and my vagina began to moisten and I started to get turned on. My daughter was playing in front of the building. I called her upstairs to take a bath and get ready for bed.
I filled the tub with cool water. I knew she was going to be hot, sweaty, and over heated from playing. The door flung open and my daughter came in. She was going to be 12 in a few weeks. She didn't look 12. She looked like she was in her later teens. She had thick black hair, blue eyes and milky white skin. She pealed off her sweaty clothes and kicked them into the corner. She walked naked across the kitchen to get a drink of water. I watched her walk across the kitchen and that was when I noticed she was not a little girl anymore. She was a beautiful woman and I couldn't believe I was getting turned on by my own daughter. As I helped her take a bath I could feel my pussy getting more and more wet. I was behind her. I reached around and soaped her breasts tracing her nipples with the bar of soap. I had both hands on her breasts. My daughter threw her head back a cooed that it felt good. I bit my lip from the heat that was being created. I handed her the soap and told her to wash her vagina. She did as she was told. She told me that she likes the way that feels too. I then asked her if she wanted me to wash her bottom. She nodded her head yes as she got on all fours. I slid the bar of soap between her cheeks then I traced her rim with my soapy fingers and I slid the tip of my finger in. "Oooop Mommy?"
"Sorry." I said.
"That's ok. It felt kinda good."
I rinsed her off and helped her dry off. I couldn't take my eyes off her body. I helped her on with her night shirt and ran my hands over her curves. Oh god forgive me for having these thoughts about my daughter.
I went to bed with thoughts of her running through my head. She reminds me of my friend that I was kissing in the woods years ago. I slid my hand between my legs and began to play with myself. I fantasized about eating her vagina and licking her ass. Just as I was about to cum she knocked and came into my room. She wanted to sleep with me. She crawled into my bed and cuddled up next to me. I needed to finish my orgasm! When she finally fell back to sleep I took her hand and put it between my legs. I guided her hand nice and slow, circling my clit. Feeling her touch me was beyond euphoric. She was the first female to ever touch me like this. I didn't even have to go too fast. I came and had the most incredible orgasm.
A couple weeks later I was giving her a bath again and I washed her ass again. Later on that night she came into my bed again. She was sleeping on her stomach and I raised her nightshirt to show her naked butt. I parted her cheeks with my hands and I licked and tongued her ass. Again I laid back and used her hand again to masturbate. This orgasm was even more intense.
After her 13th birthday I was walking home from the grocery store and I saw her duck into an alley with one of her friends. She was a red headed girl that lived in our building. I went in the alley and peaked down to see them kissing and they had their hands all over each other. I got home as quick as I could to masturbate over what I saw. I closed the apartment door, dropped my bag and fell onto the couch as I was furiously rubbing my clitoris. Just as I was about to orgasm I heard screaming in the hallway. It was my daughter and I heard my husband yelling. I could hear him yelling and slapping her. He caught her in the alley with her friend. I jumped up and ran into the hall to try and stop him. He beat the shit out of the both of us! He dragged us both by the hair into the apartment. He took off his belt and continued to beat us. When he finally stopped he packed a suitcase and told us that we were both sick in the head. He left us there battered and bleeding. He moved down the street for about 2 weeks. He was eventually kicked out by his mistress and came crawling back, only to go right back to his abusive and cheating ways.
I would like to apologize to my daughter for having to live with this monster. I also want to confess what I had done to her. She was the closest female companion I had. I fell in love with her and her beauty and took advantage of her. I'm sorry but I love you as a mother and I still love you as a lover. Please forgive me.
Love, Mommy
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