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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 63
Secret Society Of Married Women On The Make With Other Women
When I was 13 I watched my sister and some of her friends have a sex party (they were all college students and were not aware that I was awake and watching). I didn't know that is how you did it, how girls opened their legs or how they sucked off guys. I got very excited and uncomfortable and rubbed myself and fingered myself. That night watching my sister have sex was the night I had my first orgasm.
Move to the future ten years, 23 and out of college and making my own money. I work for a company where the young crowd go together after work for happy hours. I witness coworkers let male coworkers feel them up, suck cock, and stand with the guy behind them sticking their cock in them. Not orgies, this was at clubs. If you looked around at other tables, other parties, the same was going on. Sex out in the open. I just never got the nerve for it, and didn't let guys put their hands on me. Not shy, it just wasn't my thing. I was more of a voyeur. You know, watch and finger myself.
One night the crowd decides to go to a country western dance barn. It had a reputation for being fast and that's where the blue collar men went. A guy from another table didn't ask, he pulled me up to dance. I'm pretty good at dancing, but not with a guy, and usually at clubs with other girls. This was different, it was line dancing and kicker music and it was out in the open and the touching was my hand or my arm. He offered me a beer and took me to his table with his friends.
That night I lost my virginity in the bed of his truck in the parking lot. I didn't like it, and I didn't orgasm, far from it. He said I was hung up and full of shit and left me there in the dirt parking lot and drove off. I walked back into the dance hall found a friend and told her what happened. She came home with me to comfort me and I found out what I had been missing. Opening her legs and seeing her treasure and lowering myself to her, that's what I liked. Being grabbed, groped, kissed and poked by her, that's what I liked. Kissing her lips, that's what I liked. I always liked her at work and it turned out that she liked me too, and neither one of us liked men, not like that.
A new world opened up for me, one where I could be happy, one where I could share, one where I wanted someone in bed with me. It wasn't an open thing, not back then. We met other women who were into women, there wasn't any suck place as a lesbian bar. In fact most of the women we knew dated guys, and partied with women after dark. We tried to dress in the style of the day, the hair and makeup and clothes and shoes. It was only when we were alone, that I took her panties off from under her skirt and releasing all my pent up desires with her.
But in 1985 I was asked by a guy at work to marry him. I was 26 and getting a little old for being single and I decided that it was either that or never and never wasn't something I could really do. We got married in front of family and friends, a regular wedding with the party afterwards and a honeymoon. I was able to participate with him, although I didn't suck cock. We bought our first house, had our first child, turned 30 with another one on the way. Work was good, we were both earning good money for the time, he had been promoted up the ladder and I had gotten a raises. We bought our next house, bigger and better.
VHS was the all the rage and there was a video store near by. I went there to look for videos for my kids and the lady there showed me section of videos for me. She told me that a lot of ladies came there for these. Debbie does Camille, and things like that. After hours, when my husband was out of town, I watched video after video of girls loving on girls. I got very lonely watching that, for the feel of a girl. The lady at the video store, she and her husband owned it, noticed the trend and she always let me know of any new videos of party girl secretaries making out with their woman boss. Until she asked me if that was just a kink, or was there something else?
You say things to strangers you don't tell your best friend and I told her that I had had a girlfriend before I got married and I missed that a lot. She smile at me, patted my hand, and after a few other talks with her at the store she and I hooked up. My husband was traveling 50 percent at the time and her husband worked long hours and why not put the CLOSED sign on the door and eat each other out. Who needs videos when you have the real thing.
And over the years, we are all much older, I have stayed married to my husband and we have our two kids. But when it came to cheating, I never did it with a man. I have always been careful, but to fulfill my alter ego I make love with women. Married women in the suburbs where we lived, who were also lonely for another woman. Afterwards we may go shopping together. Or have dinner parties together with our husbands.
Move to the future ten years, 23 and out of college and making my own money. I work for a company where the young crowd go together after work for happy hours. I witness coworkers let male coworkers feel them up, suck cock, and stand with the guy behind them sticking their cock in them. Not orgies, this was at clubs. If you looked around at other tables, other parties, the same was going on. Sex out in the open. I just never got the nerve for it, and didn't let guys put their hands on me. Not shy, it just wasn't my thing. I was more of a voyeur. You know, watch and finger myself.
One night the crowd decides to go to a country western dance barn. It had a reputation for being fast and that's where the blue collar men went. A guy from another table didn't ask, he pulled me up to dance. I'm pretty good at dancing, but not with a guy, and usually at clubs with other girls. This was different, it was line dancing and kicker music and it was out in the open and the touching was my hand or my arm. He offered me a beer and took me to his table with his friends.
That night I lost my virginity in the bed of his truck in the parking lot. I didn't like it, and I didn't orgasm, far from it. He said I was hung up and full of shit and left me there in the dirt parking lot and drove off. I walked back into the dance hall found a friend and told her what happened. She came home with me to comfort me and I found out what I had been missing. Opening her legs and seeing her treasure and lowering myself to her, that's what I liked. Being grabbed, groped, kissed and poked by her, that's what I liked. Kissing her lips, that's what I liked. I always liked her at work and it turned out that she liked me too, and neither one of us liked men, not like that.
A new world opened up for me, one where I could be happy, one where I could share, one where I wanted someone in bed with me. It wasn't an open thing, not back then. We met other women who were into women, there wasn't any suck place as a lesbian bar. In fact most of the women we knew dated guys, and partied with women after dark. We tried to dress in the style of the day, the hair and makeup and clothes and shoes. It was only when we were alone, that I took her panties off from under her skirt and releasing all my pent up desires with her.
But in 1985 I was asked by a guy at work to marry him. I was 26 and getting a little old for being single and I decided that it was either that or never and never wasn't something I could really do. We got married in front of family and friends, a regular wedding with the party afterwards and a honeymoon. I was able to participate with him, although I didn't suck cock. We bought our first house, had our first child, turned 30 with another one on the way. Work was good, we were both earning good money for the time, he had been promoted up the ladder and I had gotten a raises. We bought our next house, bigger and better.
VHS was the all the rage and there was a video store near by. I went there to look for videos for my kids and the lady there showed me section of videos for me. She told me that a lot of ladies came there for these. Debbie does Camille, and things like that. After hours, when my husband was out of town, I watched video after video of girls loving on girls. I got very lonely watching that, for the feel of a girl. The lady at the video store, she and her husband owned it, noticed the trend and she always let me know of any new videos of party girl secretaries making out with their woman boss. Until she asked me if that was just a kink, or was there something else?
You say things to strangers you don't tell your best friend and I told her that I had had a girlfriend before I got married and I missed that a lot. She smile at me, patted my hand, and after a few other talks with her at the store she and I hooked up. My husband was traveling 50 percent at the time and her husband worked long hours and why not put the CLOSED sign on the door and eat each other out. Who needs videos when you have the real thing.
And over the years, we are all much older, I have stayed married to my husband and we have our two kids. But when it came to cheating, I never did it with a man. I have always been careful, but to fulfill my alter ego I make love with women. Married women in the suburbs where we lived, who were also lonely for another woman. Afterwards we may go shopping together. Or have dinner parties together with our husbands.
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