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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 24
To My Own Self Be True
I got married early, I was just 21, to a man that I had met in college. He was everything every mother wants for her daughter, smart, good looking, intellectual, with a high paying college education and masculine. I had my first 'oh shit' moment after the wedding when I was in the church dressing room with my best friend and maid of honor changing into my street clothes. It came when she asked me if I was prepared, no period, birth control? I froze.
My 'wedding night' was a total bust. I didn't participate. I did not want, in no way wanted, him to fuck me. In the dark that night, I felt abject fear, I hid in the bathroom all night behind a locked door. I was a 'virgin' and I walked out of after my wedding night a virgin.
The 'marriage' lasted six months. I was a virgin when I got divorced. Was it 'him' or was it something more?
With my degree I got a job teaching at a small private elementary school, living with my parents. No one talked about my 'failed' marriage or why it failed. The whole topic was taboo. Everyday when I showered I washed my pussy, my virgin pussy and thought about my narrow escape. I loved my virgin pussy. I took care of my pussy, for me to see, to enjoy. I loved my pussy from any angle, from wide open angry to prudish slit between my bare legs.
I met this girl my age, she worked for a local Chiropractor as a receptionist, small girl with big tits. She wore her tits in a tight uplifting bra, and small tight top advertising the Chiropractor's business. I asked her if she liked men staring at her and she told me she liked her tits, so why not. I laughed and told her I liked my pussy but I didn't go around showing it off. She surprised me, let me see, she said, let me be the judge.
I showed her my pussy it all its glory and she showed me her tits in all their glory. She ate pussy and I sucked tits and we kissed on the lips. I love pussy, I love tits, I like a naked girl, I love to kiss. Lucky for me that she loves pussy, and she loves tits, and she loves being naked and she loves to kiss.
My 'wedding night' was a total bust. I didn't participate. I did not want, in no way wanted, him to fuck me. In the dark that night, I felt abject fear, I hid in the bathroom all night behind a locked door. I was a 'virgin' and I walked out of after my wedding night a virgin.
The 'marriage' lasted six months. I was a virgin when I got divorced. Was it 'him' or was it something more?
With my degree I got a job teaching at a small private elementary school, living with my parents. No one talked about my 'failed' marriage or why it failed. The whole topic was taboo. Everyday when I showered I washed my pussy, my virgin pussy and thought about my narrow escape. I loved my virgin pussy. I took care of my pussy, for me to see, to enjoy. I loved my pussy from any angle, from wide open angry to prudish slit between my bare legs.
I met this girl my age, she worked for a local Chiropractor as a receptionist, small girl with big tits. She wore her tits in a tight uplifting bra, and small tight top advertising the Chiropractor's business. I asked her if she liked men staring at her and she told me she liked her tits, so why not. I laughed and told her I liked my pussy but I didn't go around showing it off. She surprised me, let me see, she said, let me be the judge.
I showed her my pussy it all its glory and she showed me her tits in all their glory. She ate pussy and I sucked tits and we kissed on the lips. I love pussy, I love tits, I like a naked girl, I love to kiss. Lucky for me that she loves pussy, and she loves tits, and she loves being naked and she loves to kiss.
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