All That Play With Girlfriends But You Have To Grow Up And Have Babies

I was a pretty normal teen growing up, I never hit if off with anyone and didn't have any sexual experience when I went to college. In college a girl convinced me to play around and for the next while we were girlfriends. Another girl came onto me when she heard that I was single and I had my second girlfriend relationship which lasted from second semester freshman through my junior year when she graduated. I was supposed to follow once I graduated, but I returned home because my father had a heart attack and died soon thereafter.

Technically a virgin, no male member had crossed my vagina, I took a job working for a friend of my mother's in her flower business. I actually enjoyed learning flower arranging and it was a nice job, just not well paid. At the flower shop I met this girl, she worked next door at this insurance office and she suggested a drink after work and I went to the lesbian bar, the Pink Pussycat, I had never heard of. He asked me to dance and she groped my ass and tits on the dance floor and kissed me soundly before sitting me down again. I spent the night with her and got my clock reset as I hadn't had sex for over eighteen months.

By this time I thought of myself as lesbian, I had not met a man that did anything for me, and I felt rejection when a man insisted on kissing me on the cheek or hold my hand too long. I had my secret affair with the woman next door to the flower shop for over a year. It was secret to me but not to others, the flower shop owner, the insurance office owner, the other lesbians at the Pink Pussycat, and women in general who saw me when I was out with her. Lesbians together give off a certain vibe, like teenagers that are having sex.

My mother had a small party for her birthday at the house and insisted that I stay. For obvious reasons I couldn't invite my girlfriend but we agreed to meet later. At the party was a man, an old friend of my father's, by old I don't mean ancient, he was a business friend. He latched onto me and didn't let me go, he wouldn't quit talking, and literally and figuratively cornered me with his arm against one wall and the other wall trapping me. He told me I was beautiful, a fine specimen of womanhood, nice rack and all I would make a good fuck, if I thought it possible. I did not, but that didn't set me free from him.

I found myself in my bedroom with him, he controlled the door behind him. He stood his ground and told me he wanted everything, tits and all. And to get to it, undress or he would undress me, take my position or he would take me anyway. I told him I couldn't have sex because I would get pregnant. That didn't bother him he was sure my mother wanted a grandbaby. Losing his patience he grabbed me by the arm and told me to get with it, everything, earrings too, he wanted me like I came out of the womb. On my own bed in my own bedroom at my parents home, I laid back and this man 'took' me, and made me pregnant.

The pregnancy was a bonus. My mother was more than happy to get the bonus and that I now had a gentleman friend to fuck me. Some advise she told me, don't keep a man waiting, he wants to nose around in your pussy, you let him. Men like tits she told me, sit on him and let your tits graze his face. Men like it different, change it up a little, let him get some back door activity. Your pregnant so you might as well learn early, the back door is going to be his last access before you domino us a baby. Did you suck his dick like I told you, men like having you below him with his dick in your mouth, believe me.

A nightmare, I lost my girlfriend. I worked at the florist but I had to get home to help with dinner and attending to my gentleman friend who was over every night so I could serve him, dinner and suck his dick. Give him access, hold your butt up, let him pick. By the time this baby is born you will belong to him completely. Mark my words, you are grown up now and playtime with your girlfriends is over.

I got married two weeks before the baby came, so the baby wouldn't be 'illegitimate', no one wants a bastard baby in the house. After the baby was here I moved to his house, the one he built with his wife. The house was huge and I felt lost in it. It took me a long time to be able to sleep in what had been her room. I did manage to convince this man to buy me a new bed, I told him I could not and would not have sex in her bed. Time passed both slowly and quickly and I was ready for a second baby, my older one was now one and you really don't want to wait, the baby needs a sibling and as it is they will be more than a year apart. And he is not getting younger and you want to make sure he is around for their graduation and to walk the girls down the isle. What girls? I have a son, yes but you will have girls, I promise you.

And that's about it, I have three children and my mother is happy.