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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 33
We Got Together In The 7th Grade And Are Married And Happy Together
Back when we were in the seventh grade we had a slumber party at a girl's house. We did crazy things, played spin the bottle, practiced kissing, and undressed down to our panties. We were all sporting our new titties and we checked each other out pretty thoroughly, contrasting and comparing. Mothers give us our titties and it was pretty obvious who was was whose daughter.
I slept in one bed with Stephanie, a girl who was pretty developed, with nice titties, hips and full dark brown bush. She had started menstruating and masturbating. She taught me that night how to flick my clit, something her older sister taught her and we practiced making out and feeling up before going to sleep. When we woke up we both headed for the bathroom and waited while the other one sat down and smiled as we peed. When it was my turn to pee I held her hips with my hands and kissed her pussy mound and blew hot air on her clit. We went back to the room and ate each other quietly while the other girls slept.
Stephanie became my best friend and we went everywhere together. Her parents approved of my parents, and my parents approved of hers, so we basically never had any supervision when we were at each other's house. We never did anything out in the open, other than maybe swat a tit or a swat on the ass. We saved ourselves for overnight sleepovers and we kissed and groped and made out and ate out till we just fell asleep from exhaustion. By the time we hit the ninth grade we were experts and considered ourselves lesbian lovers. We read everything we could, that's what's good about the internet, we watched lesbian porn to get ideas, and we wondered just how wide our hips were going to become and how big our tits were going to be when we grew up. We grew up to be adequately endowed, or as my father would tell me when I started budding out, the tittie fairy was giving me a great set of tits.
We went on a summer holiday together to Europe, a tour for graduating seniors put on by the Art Appreciation class. We asked for and got rooms together and we made sure we had pussy for desert in every city we visited. By then we were grown up physically and Stephanie was five nine and 140 pounds with good sized tits and a wide ass to boot. I am shorter, five five and have decent tits and weigh in at 150 pounds, I'm a little chunkier (thanks Mom). In Paris we made out under the Eiffel Tower and a passer by took a picture of us and emailed it to us later. Our picture, making out, we couldn't have been hugging any tighter. We went to college together, we of course roomed together and graduate together and went to work together. No one who knew us could possibly have missed that we were lesbians, not even our parents who cautioned us about delicate love. What happens if we meet a boy we like?
So we didn't talk to boys. Problem solved. At 25 we were out among all our friends and family and we announced that we wanted to get married. My mother and grandmother had the talk with me and asked me to make sure that didn't interfere with having grandchildren. Their point being that that's what I was born for. Stephanie also had pressure and we agreed that once we got married and could afford to move into a house we would use our bodies and put out a couple of kids. In our case we timed it so that they would be born within a week of each other, a boy for her and girl for me. We picked the same father and he is a good friend of ours and we asked him to stay involved. Our babies would have a Daddy.
We are 33 now and we both work and we have a full time nanny and housekeeper. It seems that no matter how you do it, in the end some woman has to be home with the children and taking care of the house. But we need both salaries to pay for the house, so that's an issue that we have to accept. Someone has to clean the toilets. Our nanny is a lesbian friend of ours, she studied early education and does not want to work in the real world. She is 100% invested in our children and keeping our home for us. She is platonically part of the family.
We don't know what will come next, we've been lucky, especially in that we fell in love so early and we are more in love now as we grow older. Sex is a big part of our life. But so is our social life and church and family. For lesbians looking for definition we are both bottoms, fems, and if anyone is butch in our family it's our nanny. When she cracks the whip with dance to her tune.
That's our story up to now. We are conservative in that we don't flash or act out our lifestyle, we live close to our parents and our children will go to the same schools we went to.
I slept in one bed with Stephanie, a girl who was pretty developed, with nice titties, hips and full dark brown bush. She had started menstruating and masturbating. She taught me that night how to flick my clit, something her older sister taught her and we practiced making out and feeling up before going to sleep. When we woke up we both headed for the bathroom and waited while the other one sat down and smiled as we peed. When it was my turn to pee I held her hips with my hands and kissed her pussy mound and blew hot air on her clit. We went back to the room and ate each other quietly while the other girls slept.
Stephanie became my best friend and we went everywhere together. Her parents approved of my parents, and my parents approved of hers, so we basically never had any supervision when we were at each other's house. We never did anything out in the open, other than maybe swat a tit or a swat on the ass. We saved ourselves for overnight sleepovers and we kissed and groped and made out and ate out till we just fell asleep from exhaustion. By the time we hit the ninth grade we were experts and considered ourselves lesbian lovers. We read everything we could, that's what's good about the internet, we watched lesbian porn to get ideas, and we wondered just how wide our hips were going to become and how big our tits were going to be when we grew up. We grew up to be adequately endowed, or as my father would tell me when I started budding out, the tittie fairy was giving me a great set of tits.
We went on a summer holiday together to Europe, a tour for graduating seniors put on by the Art Appreciation class. We asked for and got rooms together and we made sure we had pussy for desert in every city we visited. By then we were grown up physically and Stephanie was five nine and 140 pounds with good sized tits and a wide ass to boot. I am shorter, five five and have decent tits and weigh in at 150 pounds, I'm a little chunkier (thanks Mom). In Paris we made out under the Eiffel Tower and a passer by took a picture of us and emailed it to us later. Our picture, making out, we couldn't have been hugging any tighter. We went to college together, we of course roomed together and graduate together and went to work together. No one who knew us could possibly have missed that we were lesbians, not even our parents who cautioned us about delicate love. What happens if we meet a boy we like?
So we didn't talk to boys. Problem solved. At 25 we were out among all our friends and family and we announced that we wanted to get married. My mother and grandmother had the talk with me and asked me to make sure that didn't interfere with having grandchildren. Their point being that that's what I was born for. Stephanie also had pressure and we agreed that once we got married and could afford to move into a house we would use our bodies and put out a couple of kids. In our case we timed it so that they would be born within a week of each other, a boy for her and girl for me. We picked the same father and he is a good friend of ours and we asked him to stay involved. Our babies would have a Daddy.
We are 33 now and we both work and we have a full time nanny and housekeeper. It seems that no matter how you do it, in the end some woman has to be home with the children and taking care of the house. But we need both salaries to pay for the house, so that's an issue that we have to accept. Someone has to clean the toilets. Our nanny is a lesbian friend of ours, she studied early education and does not want to work in the real world. She is 100% invested in our children and keeping our home for us. She is platonically part of the family.
We don't know what will come next, we've been lucky, especially in that we fell in love so early and we are more in love now as we grow older. Sex is a big part of our life. But so is our social life and church and family. For lesbians looking for definition we are both bottoms, fems, and if anyone is butch in our family it's our nanny. When she cracks the whip with dance to her tune.
That's our story up to now. We are conservative in that we don't flash or act out our lifestyle, we live close to our parents and our children will go to the same schools we went to.
