Lesbian Female / 43
My Winding Path In My Lesbian World
My younger sister and I went to a small college. We did things together, lived together. She met a guy at the local coffee shop and he perused her. She was nineteen, he was thirty two. One night we went to the house he lived in with his sister. She worked at the college and he ran a small business. That night my sister ended up in bed with him, and I ended up in bed with his sister. It was only then that we found out he made his move on my sister because his sister wanted to get to know me.
It was my first time kissing, sex, being naked with another person. My sister lost her virginity to him. It was awkward, she kept seeing him, she kept pushing me farther and farther until I did the unthinkable, I took her in my mouth and pushed my tongue in her vagina. Of the two of us, I turned out being the dyke and she turned out being the wife. It was a total secret, her brother had known for sometime she was a lesbian, but this was her first real relationship. My sister woke up naked in his bed, I woke up naked with her.
Before long my sister wanted to get married. Our parents were against it. She eloped with a guy she met in college and a public wedding followed three months later. No one outside knew I was licking a girl.
After graduation I moved home to work in the family business. I soon became adept at the underground gay world. Mostly short relationships, some one night stands followed. Although a small community it was very united and there were no boundaries. Whether you were cheating, or interested in trying out your wings with another girl, there was room for you. On the negative side there was lots of alcohol and substance abuse.
It wasn't until after my mid thirties that I looked for something permanent. My sister has kids, I have a dog and a cat. I met this girl who works for the government and went on a 'honeymoon' river cruise. We met a couple and he forced his hands on me. His wife and my girlfriend sat in the lounge while he took me back to our cabin and I was the object of his affection. I returned from that cruise having had intercourse and no longer a virgin. This was a swinging couple who hunted out lesbians, both for him and for her. My girlfriend was open to try it out with her, once he had intercourse with me.
My sister was surprised, she didn't swing and cheat on her husband. My girlfriend had discovered another sex oriented community. Everything was 1open and available, whether a woman used her tongue or her boyfriend used his penis, we went home satisfied planning our next party. Thirty to forty was nothing but sex, for the sake of sex. By the time I turned forty I gave in to a man from my high school and got married.
Forty is a bit old to get pregnant, but all around me I have lots of company. Some are later day conversion lesbians, some are perpetual wallflowers. I haven't given up on a girlfriend. It's easy to get comfortable. I can't promise a lesbian relationship. My husband knows all the history. He never set down any restrictions.
It was my first time kissing, sex, being naked with another person. My sister lost her virginity to him. It was awkward, she kept seeing him, she kept pushing me farther and farther until I did the unthinkable, I took her in my mouth and pushed my tongue in her vagina. Of the two of us, I turned out being the dyke and she turned out being the wife. It was a total secret, her brother had known for sometime she was a lesbian, but this was her first real relationship. My sister woke up naked in his bed, I woke up naked with her.
Before long my sister wanted to get married. Our parents were against it. She eloped with a guy she met in college and a public wedding followed three months later. No one outside knew I was licking a girl.
After graduation I moved home to work in the family business. I soon became adept at the underground gay world. Mostly short relationships, some one night stands followed. Although a small community it was very united and there were no boundaries. Whether you were cheating, or interested in trying out your wings with another girl, there was room for you. On the negative side there was lots of alcohol and substance abuse.
It wasn't until after my mid thirties that I looked for something permanent. My sister has kids, I have a dog and a cat. I met this girl who works for the government and went on a 'honeymoon' river cruise. We met a couple and he forced his hands on me. His wife and my girlfriend sat in the lounge while he took me back to our cabin and I was the object of his affection. I returned from that cruise having had intercourse and no longer a virgin. This was a swinging couple who hunted out lesbians, both for him and for her. My girlfriend was open to try it out with her, once he had intercourse with me.
My sister was surprised, she didn't swing and cheat on her husband. My girlfriend had discovered another sex oriented community. Everything was 1open and available, whether a woman used her tongue or her boyfriend used his penis, we went home satisfied planning our next party. Thirty to forty was nothing but sex, for the sake of sex. By the time I turned forty I gave in to a man from my high school and got married.
Forty is a bit old to get pregnant, but all around me I have lots of company. Some are later day conversion lesbians, some are perpetual wallflowers. I haven't given up on a girlfriend. It's easy to get comfortable. I can't promise a lesbian relationship. My husband knows all the history. He never set down any restrictions.
