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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 66
In My Early Twenties I Was Seduced By My Boss The Dyke HR Lady
So many confessions. Mine is a bit off the highway, I was hired as a support staff for benefits in the HR department. I reported to the HR manager. She was in her forties and nobody liked her. She had the job because she knew the lawyer for the company and he had
recommended her. I didn't like her either, but she was my boss.
I was in the kitchen, and my homelife took over and I was cleaning up after others, loading the dishwasher, cleaning down the table and putting things away. My boss walked in and called me a Suzy homemaker. I ignored her, and continued to wipe down the counters. She walked up behind me and grabbed my boobs under my arms. What you need is a good fucking and I'm just the woman to give it to you. I managed to get away from her, and she told me to stand straight, tits out. She wanted me and she wasn't going to be denied.
She shoved me onto the kitchen table, with her hand in my crotch, forcing her kisses on me. In those days we wore dresses. How she got her hand down my pants I don't know, but she was fingering me. She got up and grabbed my panties and pulled them down and shoved her face in between my legs. I hit her several times, she got her face up and told me all I was doing was getting wetter. By the time she finished, she had licked my asshole and shoved three fingers in me. I pulled myself together and she walked straight up to me, 'my tits, my pussy' and she walked away from me.
She was HR so who did I got to? In those days there wasn't a place to complain for these things. When I told a friend of mine, a coworker, her comment was that she knew she was a bitch but she hadn't imagined her as a dyke.
She talked about it because she came to me and told me what happened between us stayed between us. She came to my apartment that night unannounced. Let's get thing straight, she told me. "MY TITS, MY PUSSY". I got another ass licking and finger fucking.
I never managed to get her to leave me alone. She came over to have sex with me. And it was usually direct and straight on, only afterwards did she expect me to be Suzy homemaker and make her a sandwich. She had me over to her apartment to do her laundry. She watched me sort the clothes and she followed me to the basement to put them in the washer and dryer, after the wash was done to fold them and put them in her drawers or hang them in the closet. She watched me clean the kitchen and the refrigerator. When she had me over I didn't go home until the next day, by then she had licked my ass and fingered me. Always that, after performing sex all over me, she finished by licking my ass and fingering me. Often enough I went into orgasms, and often enough she went into orgasms.
She had a group of friends, mostly her age, mostly dykes like her. She took me to the get togethers, and the dykes hung out and the 'girls' hung out. We talked kitchen and dresses and hair and makeup. The dykes talked cars and jobs and how they kept men in line. They're scared, or they're aligned, which meant that they had given up their place to the lesbians.
It was a long long time before I licked her pussy. Months and months, but I had to do it to prove to her that she was the dyke and I was the girl in the relationship. When we went out she wore jeans and men's shirts. She didn't wear j*welry at work, but when we went out she wore rings in her nipples and her clit, all held together by a gold chain. She insisted on putting rings through my nipples and clit and a gold chain so when we went out we had the same set up. Sometimes she would clip the rings on my nipples to hers and the ring on my clit to hers so we couldn't separate. Manty times when we went out I wore a wedding band that she gave me, makes sure any other dyke knew I was married.
As the 66 year old 'girl' I stayed with her and married her in 2021, and we took a honeymoon river cruise. She has a mug she had made "MY TITS, MY PUSSY" with my picture on it of when I was in my mid thirties, and she isn't ashamed of taking it with her. "That's my girl, she's always had nice tits."
recommended her. I didn't like her either, but she was my boss.
I was in the kitchen, and my homelife took over and I was cleaning up after others, loading the dishwasher, cleaning down the table and putting things away. My boss walked in and called me a Suzy homemaker. I ignored her, and continued to wipe down the counters. She walked up behind me and grabbed my boobs under my arms. What you need is a good fucking and I'm just the woman to give it to you. I managed to get away from her, and she told me to stand straight, tits out. She wanted me and she wasn't going to be denied.
She shoved me onto the kitchen table, with her hand in my crotch, forcing her kisses on me. In those days we wore dresses. How she got her hand down my pants I don't know, but she was fingering me. She got up and grabbed my panties and pulled them down and shoved her face in between my legs. I hit her several times, she got her face up and told me all I was doing was getting wetter. By the time she finished, she had licked my asshole and shoved three fingers in me. I pulled myself together and she walked straight up to me, 'my tits, my pussy' and she walked away from me.
She was HR so who did I got to? In those days there wasn't a place to complain for these things. When I told a friend of mine, a coworker, her comment was that she knew she was a bitch but she hadn't imagined her as a dyke.
She talked about it because she came to me and told me what happened between us stayed between us. She came to my apartment that night unannounced. Let's get thing straight, she told me. "MY TITS, MY PUSSY". I got another ass licking and finger fucking.
I never managed to get her to leave me alone. She came over to have sex with me. And it was usually direct and straight on, only afterwards did she expect me to be Suzy homemaker and make her a sandwich. She had me over to her apartment to do her laundry. She watched me sort the clothes and she followed me to the basement to put them in the washer and dryer, after the wash was done to fold them and put them in her drawers or hang them in the closet. She watched me clean the kitchen and the refrigerator. When she had me over I didn't go home until the next day, by then she had licked my ass and fingered me. Always that, after performing sex all over me, she finished by licking my ass and fingering me. Often enough I went into orgasms, and often enough she went into orgasms.
She had a group of friends, mostly her age, mostly dykes like her. She took me to the get togethers, and the dykes hung out and the 'girls' hung out. We talked kitchen and dresses and hair and makeup. The dykes talked cars and jobs and how they kept men in line. They're scared, or they're aligned, which meant that they had given up their place to the lesbians.
It was a long long time before I licked her pussy. Months and months, but I had to do it to prove to her that she was the dyke and I was the girl in the relationship. When we went out she wore jeans and men's shirts. She didn't wear j*welry at work, but when we went out she wore rings in her nipples and her clit, all held together by a gold chain. She insisted on putting rings through my nipples and clit and a gold chain so when we went out we had the same set up. Sometimes she would clip the rings on my nipples to hers and the ring on my clit to hers so we couldn't separate. Manty times when we went out I wore a wedding band that she gave me, makes sure any other dyke knew I was married.
As the 66 year old 'girl' I stayed with her and married her in 2021, and we took a honeymoon river cruise. She has a mug she had made "MY TITS, MY PUSSY" with my picture on it of when I was in my mid thirties, and she isn't ashamed of taking it with her. "That's my girl, she's always had nice tits."
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