Lesbian Female / 36
It Took 35 Years Before A Man Fucked Me
I label myself a lesbian, by default not by choice. I mean now any or all of this is off color at best or downright offensive to some. Of course, how many readers are off the fuckable list we don't know. Here goes,
I was 17, had acne on my face and back, my family was too poor for contacts or braces. I had a lot of self esteem issues. I was overweight. At night, when I was all alone with my clit and my hair brush I dreamed I was the head cheerleader, Linda, and I was the big man on campus' girlfriend, and he was fucking me.
A new girl came to our church, she was as homely as me, except fatter. We became friends, no one else talked to us. She was at my house and she told me she thought I was beautiful, she offered to give me a massage. Naked.
I won't claim that laying on the towel on the bed naked wasn't uncomfortable, maybe the way she stared at my pussy. She warmed her hands and started with my feet. Up my legs, all the way up to my crotch. She shifted her position so she was sitting beside my arm. She made a triangle with her fingers and laid her hands around my pussy. Slowly reducing the triangle till her fingers were pressing my lips together, and her index fingers entered my vagina. With a bite of her lip she lowered her face and took my pussy in her mouth.
I laid back opening my legs and rubbing her back as she ate me. Changing places again, she laid between my legs and ate me, fingering with her fingers, sucking my clit and I had my first induced orgasm by someone other than myself. I ate pussy that day, held her big tits in my hand, and made out with her, two unfuckable girls going lesbian to get off.
Many years later, after college , I was r**ed in my apartment. Who? I don't know. It was a surprise grab from behind, forced down on my bed, his knee in my back, his hand lifting my head by the hair, telling me to keep quiet. The r**e itself went smooth, his dick went into my already wet pussy, he hadn't shaved, his whiskers tickling my face and neck while he kissed me, my hips trembling trying to hold off an orgasm. When I lost control I had the Big O, I shook and lost consciousness, and remained limp while he finished fucking me.
It was glorious, I never thought I'd get fucked. I've kept it to myself, enjoying the memories when I masturbate. Losing myself in the memory when my girlfriend stays over. I know this sounds bad, but to my rapist, thanks for the memory. Even fat girls need a good fuck.
I was 17, had acne on my face and back, my family was too poor for contacts or braces. I had a lot of self esteem issues. I was overweight. At night, when I was all alone with my clit and my hair brush I dreamed I was the head cheerleader, Linda, and I was the big man on campus' girlfriend, and he was fucking me.
A new girl came to our church, she was as homely as me, except fatter. We became friends, no one else talked to us. She was at my house and she told me she thought I was beautiful, she offered to give me a massage. Naked.
I won't claim that laying on the towel on the bed naked wasn't uncomfortable, maybe the way she stared at my pussy. She warmed her hands and started with my feet. Up my legs, all the way up to my crotch. She shifted her position so she was sitting beside my arm. She made a triangle with her fingers and laid her hands around my pussy. Slowly reducing the triangle till her fingers were pressing my lips together, and her index fingers entered my vagina. With a bite of her lip she lowered her face and took my pussy in her mouth.
I laid back opening my legs and rubbing her back as she ate me. Changing places again, she laid between my legs and ate me, fingering with her fingers, sucking my clit and I had my first induced orgasm by someone other than myself. I ate pussy that day, held her big tits in my hand, and made out with her, two unfuckable girls going lesbian to get off.
Many years later, after college , I was r**ed in my apartment. Who? I don't know. It was a surprise grab from behind, forced down on my bed, his knee in my back, his hand lifting my head by the hair, telling me to keep quiet. The r**e itself went smooth, his dick went into my already wet pussy, he hadn't shaved, his whiskers tickling my face and neck while he kissed me, my hips trembling trying to hold off an orgasm. When I lost control I had the Big O, I shook and lost consciousness, and remained limp while he finished fucking me.
It was glorious, I never thought I'd get fucked. I've kept it to myself, enjoying the memories when I masturbate. Losing myself in the memory when my girlfriend stays over. I know this sounds bad, but to my rapist, thanks for the memory. Even fat girls need a good fuck.
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