When You Grow Up Like We Did You Are Always First Girlfriends

I'm what might be called a poor little rich kid. My parents were rich and I was raised by a nanny. She's still around and followed me after I got married. I wanted to get married, be the mom and housewife. My mother wasn't the best example. She is now a retired psychiatrist, teaching. My father is a gyno guy, still practicing. Me, I am an only child, perhaps a mistake, certainly a bother.

As a kid I had access to my dad's college books, and they are very explicit. I knew more about the clitoris than my sex ed teacher. Maybe because I also liked my clit and played with it since I was eleven. My mother classified me as precocious. At one point me and a friend got a book of my fathers and we explored our region, bit by bit, until we had identified every part of our sex organs, including our anus and that part between the perineum. It's not my fault she decided to kiss my clit or that I kissed her clit afterwards. We were twelve and barely menstruating.

As we got tits we sucked tits. I mean felt them up and sucked them. We also fingered and touched our anus. It was there and sensitive. We found that light touching of our perineum was exotic and made us want to have our vagina poked deep and often. We spent a lot of time with our female parts, our pussies. We both got pretty hairy by the time we were fourteen, We didn't know anything about shaving or much less waxing, just a hairy bush. Because she had become hairy her mother taught her about shaving her bikini area for the summer. You can do that? Of course you can, but lick me first and then we'll shave each other.

We aren't technically lesbians. Not according to my mother's psychiatry text books. There are whole chapters about young girls experimenting, And my mother's notes about that being better than getting pregnant. My mother never did stop us or try to persuade us against it, as long as we were licking each other we weren't getting pregnant. Needless to say I have had a fixation on my sex organs since I first discovered my clitoris. She does too, it comes with playing around like we did. As to our tits, well we both grew real bona fide tits by the ninth grade. Nothing better than being held in her arms from behind with her hands on my tits, and feeling her tits in my back.

We intentionally only dated casually, we did not allow boys to feel us up or for that matter kiss us. Not even for prom, the boys went home to masturbate, they did not get pussy. In college we were buddies, and talked a lot about boys and when that was going to happen. We saw girls necking and having their tits felt up and more than one with a hand down their pants. But we did nothing. When one boy masturbated in front of us all it did was confirm we were never letting a dick in our mouth.

Well it happened. I suppose you can't prevent it. For me it was pants down over the tailgate of a pickup at a party. It was unpleasant and awful. For her it was guy visiting campus and slammed down on a bed beside his friend and another girl. Which was worse? I guess being pollinated beside another girl. We both graduated without boyfriends, and with only that once on our resume. We ate pussy, that's what we did in college. Eating pussy was everything, why get dicked when you can eat pussy?

We left college intent on getting married. We talked a lot about baggage, ex wives and children. We both knew that for us it had to be an older man, in his late thirties or forties. Fifteen, twenty years, was the right age gap we were looking for. I married a doctor, go figure. He was divorced with three children. I was 27 and he was 45 when we got married and I gained three teen age step children. As for my friend she married a business guy, also divorced with children. We live in the same town and when it gets frustrating we can always get down and eat pussy. Even after we both have had children.