From The Moment I Met Her I Have Had A Desire To Possess Her

I never had a need for a man so when the night at that party when a man put himself all over me I was taken by surprise. I suffered silently, I didn't cry out. He penetrated me from behind, pushed up against the kitchen counter, my toes off the ground. When he was done he grabbed me hard with his hands on both breasts before letting me slide down onto the floor to stand up.

I became pregnant and went on with my life. I finished college that semester and moved back home. No one was happy about me being pregnant but once a child is in the house she was accepted. I met Monica, a girl then, the daughter of some of friends of the family. I made love to her one evening, much the same as that man had taken me. She wasn't expecting it and she suffered in silence. Of course being women, she lost her virginity when I used my tongue on her. I was 29 and she was 17.

My desire to make love to Monica was greater than my other senses. She suffered, I could tell, but that didn't matter to me, what mattered was being able to put her in a position where I could eat her. After many times she knew what to expect and gave into me. It would be several years before she agreed to eat me. Although I was a lesbian she wasn't and one day at her farm a man took her and she surrendered and got pregnant.

We are old maids now, I'm in my sixties and she is fifty. We raised our children together and lived together. From time to time she needed, or the opportunity happened, and she succumbed to a man's advances. But by then we had fixed the issue by getting her tubes tied after the birth of her son. It took me a long time to accept that she could want a man in that way. Fortunately age has made that a thing of the past.

We are both past menopause, but I still get a rush for her and I open her legs and deliver myself to her. It's when she is totally in my mouth that I feel complete with her, it was like that the first time and it's like that now.