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Women Only
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Bi-Sexual Female / 29
From Feminist To Pregnant Polywife
I'm a 29 year old attorney, currently a house wife with an 18 month toddler and another in the oven. I am also a polygamist, my sister wife is currently pregnant with her first. But once upon a time I was a feminist with a cause. I never hated men, but I had nothing to do with them, preferring my circle of feminist friends, aka lesbian friends. I suppose to men I was intolerant and a bitch.
At my work, I was a newly hired attorney straight out of law school, I met this girl Angela. A half and half, Mexican cross with a Cuban mother. The type that you can't put your finger on but you can't stop looking at. She is one of those Hispanic women who wait on a man hand and foot. And she waited on her boss hand and foot and that pissed me off. I had to tell her to stop, to get a grip, to tell him to fuck off. But she made him his coffee and wore clothes that pleased him. Him, not me. I was obsessed with her and it really pissed me off that he was fucking her. It was obvious to everyone that he had his dick in her and she was dancing to his tune.
On my 27th birthday I went out with some friends, friends from my women's only lesbian feminist group. We had a party planned, one of many. We trolled for younger women and took them with us to a party and fucked them. We were good at it, we had been doing it since college and there were lots of baby lesbians in town (Austin). Those were the days, waking up with a strange girl in your bed and she wanting nothing more than to be let go home. I loved the power of it. My preferred type was a college girl with little or no experience, But when I woke up and this girl was there beside me I thought about Angela, every morning, every evening and every time I saw her leaning over him. I wanted to scream at her. I did not want to wake up with out her. It hurt.
On my birthday Angela agreed to come. At the club she called him and told him she wanted to be picked up because of how I was acting. He came for her, I was drunk and he basically tore her away and told me to get a grip and sober up, there was nothing attractive about me. I went on my tirade, who was he to tell me I was unattractive, as if I wanted to be attracted to him., But he saw it differently and he took my wrist and lifted me out of my chair and told me he was taking me home. I didn't walk, he dragged me out of the bar and put me in the back seat and put the seat belt on me and he and Angela drove me home.
At my apartment, it was a mess, he told me if I didn't get my shit together I was never getting married. He took me into the bathroom and turned on the shower, let me take my shoes off and put me dressed under the shower. Meanwhile Angela was straightening up, washing the dishes and tossing dirty take home leftovers in the trash. He helped me out of the shower, I was no longer resisting, he stripped me naked and took me out to the bedroom dripping wet and stood me in front of the mirror and asked me where my dick was. Angela walked in and told him to stop and she got me a towel and wrapped it around me. I was sober by then, angry but unable to confront him.
He had Angela and me change my bed, then told me that I was going to get it, and he didn't want any pushback. Basically he fucked me missionary holding my face and telling me he had the dick and he was going to use it as much as he needed to. After he fucked me he and Angela left. I woke up alone with an ache for Angela, still hurt because she let him fuck me and she didn't get in bed with us.
I turned 28, six months pregnant, in a house with he and Angela. She accepted me and I had to accept my place, I was not number one with her, he was but I was second and he gave us all the space in the world to be together. It took all of that year before Angela let herself be loved, but only when he was in the house and he kept an eye on it. I could make love to her, but he finished with her, basically I got her ready for him. When he got me ready it was with a bang, usually after getting up with Angela and changing over to me. I let him, I don't recall ever giving him a refusal. Not even that first night in my apartment.
I am now pregnant again, it's a power thing knocking me up. Angela got pregnant too and we are now into a steady poly life. I am the one of the left and she is the one on the right. He doesn't interfere between me and Angela, although sometimes he wants me to ask for it so I keep my perspective. I would say we have an active sex life. As to my old friend's group they dumped me when I lost my head and took up residence with him and intentionally let myself get pregnant. If Angela gets too much attention I butt in and ask for my share, I'm not quiet about it, I have needs too. I need his dick in me, sometimes badly. Enough that I willingly let him impregnate me again. It is the ultimate sign of surrender, a conciuos decision to surrender and give him the power.
At my work, I was a newly hired attorney straight out of law school, I met this girl Angela. A half and half, Mexican cross with a Cuban mother. The type that you can't put your finger on but you can't stop looking at. She is one of those Hispanic women who wait on a man hand and foot. And she waited on her boss hand and foot and that pissed me off. I had to tell her to stop, to get a grip, to tell him to fuck off. But she made him his coffee and wore clothes that pleased him. Him, not me. I was obsessed with her and it really pissed me off that he was fucking her. It was obvious to everyone that he had his dick in her and she was dancing to his tune.
On my 27th birthday I went out with some friends, friends from my women's only lesbian feminist group. We had a party planned, one of many. We trolled for younger women and took them with us to a party and fucked them. We were good at it, we had been doing it since college and there were lots of baby lesbians in town (Austin). Those were the days, waking up with a strange girl in your bed and she wanting nothing more than to be let go home. I loved the power of it. My preferred type was a college girl with little or no experience, But when I woke up and this girl was there beside me I thought about Angela, every morning, every evening and every time I saw her leaning over him. I wanted to scream at her. I did not want to wake up with out her. It hurt.
On my birthday Angela agreed to come. At the club she called him and told him she wanted to be picked up because of how I was acting. He came for her, I was drunk and he basically tore her away and told me to get a grip and sober up, there was nothing attractive about me. I went on my tirade, who was he to tell me I was unattractive, as if I wanted to be attracted to him., But he saw it differently and he took my wrist and lifted me out of my chair and told me he was taking me home. I didn't walk, he dragged me out of the bar and put me in the back seat and put the seat belt on me and he and Angela drove me home.
At my apartment, it was a mess, he told me if I didn't get my shit together I was never getting married. He took me into the bathroom and turned on the shower, let me take my shoes off and put me dressed under the shower. Meanwhile Angela was straightening up, washing the dishes and tossing dirty take home leftovers in the trash. He helped me out of the shower, I was no longer resisting, he stripped me naked and took me out to the bedroom dripping wet and stood me in front of the mirror and asked me where my dick was. Angela walked in and told him to stop and she got me a towel and wrapped it around me. I was sober by then, angry but unable to confront him.
He had Angela and me change my bed, then told me that I was going to get it, and he didn't want any pushback. Basically he fucked me missionary holding my face and telling me he had the dick and he was going to use it as much as he needed to. After he fucked me he and Angela left. I woke up alone with an ache for Angela, still hurt because she let him fuck me and she didn't get in bed with us.
I turned 28, six months pregnant, in a house with he and Angela. She accepted me and I had to accept my place, I was not number one with her, he was but I was second and he gave us all the space in the world to be together. It took all of that year before Angela let herself be loved, but only when he was in the house and he kept an eye on it. I could make love to her, but he finished with her, basically I got her ready for him. When he got me ready it was with a bang, usually after getting up with Angela and changing over to me. I let him, I don't recall ever giving him a refusal. Not even that first night in my apartment.
I am now pregnant again, it's a power thing knocking me up. Angela got pregnant too and we are now into a steady poly life. I am the one of the left and she is the one on the right. He doesn't interfere between me and Angela, although sometimes he wants me to ask for it so I keep my perspective. I would say we have an active sex life. As to my old friend's group they dumped me when I lost my head and took up residence with him and intentionally let myself get pregnant. If Angela gets too much attention I butt in and ask for my share, I'm not quiet about it, I have needs too. I need his dick in me, sometimes badly. Enough that I willingly let him impregnate me again. It is the ultimate sign of surrender, a conciuos decision to surrender and give him the power.
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