Lesbian Female / 55
I Can't Help It, I Really Am Deeply In Love With Her, And She Is Too
During my formative years I lived with my grandmother and mother in a modest home in a modest neighborhood and attended a modest school. We knew about 'rich' kids by talking about them, or what was shown on the television or in the movies. We never really met anyone like that. All around us people were normal, what we called middle class, but the rich would have called us something else. We were poor, but self sufficient.
In high school I was a 'good' student and didn't get in trouble. A month before graduation I was called to the principal's office. A woman was there, the first 'rich' person I ever saw in person. I could tell immediately. The principal told me she represented this social club in 'the city' and that they awarded college scholarships to girls, who would otherwise not go due to the cost involved. The scholarship was for all costs, including tuition, books, and a 'stipend' for living expenses. I had been recommended by my principal and they had selected me for the upcoming college year. Was I interested?
I went to a rich kid's college. I wasn't the only poor kid there, there were a few other scholarship kids. And we knew it, we were kept out of the mainstream activities because we could not afford them. The girls wore expensive clothes and shoes and j*welry and purses and talked about summer holidays. The boys the same, with expensive cars and trips abroad. We all had jobs on campus, in order to 'earn' our stipends. The rich kids and the scholarship kids were in different orbits, different universes. Well, unless you were picked by one of the rich kids because they wanted to see your tits, or fuck you.
A few of the scholarship girls got fucked in their freshman year, and some of the girls like me, we didn't get fucked until we were much further along. And by fucked, I mean fucked. No further intentions other than to fuck us. Lucky us, I mean, a girl from my background being fucked by a boy from his background? I could always tell the story of being fucked by a rich kid.
I was invited to an extracurricular meeting for an all women's club, like a sorority but not a sorority. We, the other disadvantaged girl and me, were talked to like if we were friends. We were shown some clothes that if we wanted them we could have them, you know charity. The girl getting me to try on the clothes kept getting her hands on my breasts, excuse me, 'tits'. Until she pushed me down on the bed and asked me if I ate pussy. She had heard that girls like me were great at eating pussy. She kissed me straddling me, sitting on me, her hands on my tits. 'I eat pussy, you do have a pussy don't you?' And with that she pushed her face between my legs.
I had never experienced that, I mean a girl eating a girl, especially when she turned all around and straddled my face rubbing her pussy against my face. Something deep inside of me came to the surface because I grabbed her legs and 'ate' her. I ate her, I found her clit and ate her. She blew up in my face. 'God what are you doing?' She got off and a boy was standing there, he was already naked waiting. 'Fuck her' she yelled at him. Something deep inside of me rejected him violently. But I wasn't able to stop him. I got 'fucked'.
Whether I liked it or not I was now her 'pussy' and she put it out that I was off limits to other girls who may have been interested. She spent a lot of time consoling me for having me fucked, but you know, it wasn't meant the way I was taking it. By being her 'pussy' I had doors opened for me, interviews with real companies in New York. After graduation a year later, I was the only scholarship girl with a job in New York. For her father's firm, but a job. She and I lived in an 'apartment' that the family owned. Everything inside the apartment was like any other 'married' couple. outside we were of course good friends from college. It was torrid, hot, sex driven. We partied with other girls who enjoyed forbidden pussy, but I knew who I belonged to.
For a woman from my background I have made a very good living. She's more of a social butterfly. We've lived together for over thirty years. Secretly, ever so secretly, we eloped a few years ago. But ever so secretly. It's not public. Publicly I'm her friend from college.
In high school I was a 'good' student and didn't get in trouble. A month before graduation I was called to the principal's office. A woman was there, the first 'rich' person I ever saw in person. I could tell immediately. The principal told me she represented this social club in 'the city' and that they awarded college scholarships to girls, who would otherwise not go due to the cost involved. The scholarship was for all costs, including tuition, books, and a 'stipend' for living expenses. I had been recommended by my principal and they had selected me for the upcoming college year. Was I interested?
I went to a rich kid's college. I wasn't the only poor kid there, there were a few other scholarship kids. And we knew it, we were kept out of the mainstream activities because we could not afford them. The girls wore expensive clothes and shoes and j*welry and purses and talked about summer holidays. The boys the same, with expensive cars and trips abroad. We all had jobs on campus, in order to 'earn' our stipends. The rich kids and the scholarship kids were in different orbits, different universes. Well, unless you were picked by one of the rich kids because they wanted to see your tits, or fuck you.
A few of the scholarship girls got fucked in their freshman year, and some of the girls like me, we didn't get fucked until we were much further along. And by fucked, I mean fucked. No further intentions other than to fuck us. Lucky us, I mean, a girl from my background being fucked by a boy from his background? I could always tell the story of being fucked by a rich kid.
I was invited to an extracurricular meeting for an all women's club, like a sorority but not a sorority. We, the other disadvantaged girl and me, were talked to like if we were friends. We were shown some clothes that if we wanted them we could have them, you know charity. The girl getting me to try on the clothes kept getting her hands on my breasts, excuse me, 'tits'. Until she pushed me down on the bed and asked me if I ate pussy. She had heard that girls like me were great at eating pussy. She kissed me straddling me, sitting on me, her hands on my tits. 'I eat pussy, you do have a pussy don't you?' And with that she pushed her face between my legs.
I had never experienced that, I mean a girl eating a girl, especially when she turned all around and straddled my face rubbing her pussy against my face. Something deep inside of me came to the surface because I grabbed her legs and 'ate' her. I ate her, I found her clit and ate her. She blew up in my face. 'God what are you doing?' She got off and a boy was standing there, he was already naked waiting. 'Fuck her' she yelled at him. Something deep inside of me rejected him violently. But I wasn't able to stop him. I got 'fucked'.
Whether I liked it or not I was now her 'pussy' and she put it out that I was off limits to other girls who may have been interested. She spent a lot of time consoling me for having me fucked, but you know, it wasn't meant the way I was taking it. By being her 'pussy' I had doors opened for me, interviews with real companies in New York. After graduation a year later, I was the only scholarship girl with a job in New York. For her father's firm, but a job. She and I lived in an 'apartment' that the family owned. Everything inside the apartment was like any other 'married' couple. outside we were of course good friends from college. It was torrid, hot, sex driven. We partied with other girls who enjoyed forbidden pussy, but I knew who I belonged to.
For a woman from my background I have made a very good living. She's more of a social butterfly. We've lived together for over thirty years. Secretly, ever so secretly, we eloped a few years ago. But ever so secretly. It's not public. Publicly I'm her friend from college.
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