I Don't Think I'm A Lesbian Any More

In 2019 my father convinced me to buy a house. I found one on a quiet street in a close in neighborhood. Three bedrooms two bath with an open remodeled kitchen living area. Good for single living. The truth was that I was dating at the time and I wanted her to move in with me.

She doesn't want the pressure and moves on and I'm left alone and hurt in this house. My neighbor, a man who works at Dick's Sporting Goods starts to become friendly. He stares at my crotch, I mean stares at my crotch. I tell him to stop it's making me uncomfortable. He says why? Don't I like my crotch, isn't it up for grabs. I tell him he's singing in the wrong church, I'm a lesbian and I don't do men. Why not? He doesn't do men either.

We go down the old if he were a woman and he met me he would be lesbian too. Nothing better than a nice pair of tits and a firm ass when it comes to fucking. His dick gets hard just thinking of me. Do I shave my pussy. Let him get his tongue in me. Bend over and take it from behind. I'm pretty for a lesbian, most lesbians look like shit. How about a kiss. Let him grab my tits. How about a good crotch grab, he heard that lesbians like being grabbed by the pussy. Do I want to see his hard dick. Why don't I give him a blowjob. It doesn't end.

He has me by the crotch. He's kissing my face. Grabbing with his other hand at my tits. Give him my pussy, his dick hurts it's so hard. He gets my shirt open and tells me to let my tits hang free. He nails me against the wall and shoves his knee between my legs and tells me he is going for the gold. He wants pussy and he is going to get it. My shirt is off and my bra is over my tits, it's uncomfortable so I let it loose. His hand goes down inside my pants and he starts to look for my vagina to finger me. I'm no longer able to think, all I hear him say over and over is going to get some pussy tonight.

My pants go down, my panties go down. Get the off he tells me. he wants his pussy and he wants it right now. He got his pants off and he is standing in his bare feet half naked with an erection. Lay down he tells me, he wants to fuck me the old fashioned way, face to face. If I want it doggy style I will have to wait. He wants pussy, do I understand that.

I lay back, spread my legs open and he shoves his head between my legs and sucks hard on my pussy tonguing me in and out. He kneels, takes off his shirt and tells me to get ready he is going in and he expects me to be a woman about it. He fucks me, in and out, in and out, in and out. He stops and asks if I want it in the ass. But once he goes in my ass he won't be able to go back to my pussy, so make up my mind. I tell him to keep going in my pussy. I feel him stiffen up and then release, over and over as he cums and tells me what a hot pussy I have.

I hate myself for it. He sits back with a smile on his face and tells me he knew I would like it. I didn't dislike it, well I liked it, so what. I liked it a lot. I lay there with my legs open and he rubs the inside of my thighs. He tells me that it's his first lesbian pussy. I tell him he's my first dick.

I'm 34, I'm back in with my girlfriend. My neighbor is told to keep his hands off of me. My feelings for him, for the sex with him, have abated, but not completely. I miss it. I could use a real good groping right now. I want him to fuck me, to prove to me how much he wants me. I need him to hold me and not release me. My girlfriend doesn't want to understand. I want him to kiss me. I want to tell him I love him. I want to be his girlfriend. I want to stand beside him and put my arm around his waist. I want him to tell me I'm a pretty lesbian, the type he likes to fuck.