Born And Bred To Be A Lesbian I Found Out I Like Dick

My mother had me when she was a sixteen. A mistake. We lived with my grandmother until I was eight, then my mother got together with Madelyn. Madelyn was really my mother, my Mom not so much. The one thing they inculcated me with was that the penis was the enemy, to be feared and thought of with disgust.

I went through school as one of those kids with two mothers. No one ever used the term lesbian. Always a special arrangement, life partners, but not lesbians or gay. They are lesbians. Madelyn really saw to it that I went to college, she also saw to it that I never experienced a penis. Look at what happened to your mother.

It was in my job that I really had to learn to deal with men. I should have said I went to lesbian college. So when a man came onto me, I froze. I really was deathly afraid of men. I ran into the arms of my true, one and only, lesbian girlfriend. She spent all afternoon comforting me, and making sure she got fifty kisses in. I really do have a lesbian girlfriend, but I had to know, for real, what was it like with a man.

That man who scared me asked me if I had a dick. He said I was as cold as frozen fish. I assured him I did not have a dick. And that a dick would not cross my lips, I was a born and bred lesbian with a life partner.

My girlfriend listened and said 'how do you know you are a lesbian?' 'Because your mother is a lesbian, doesn't mean you are.' 'Maybe you need to face your demon and let a dick kiss your lips'.

The long and short of it I let that asshole fuck me, I liked dick, and I'm not a lesbian. My girlfriend stayed with me for old times sake and because she loves me. I sleep with her, because not sleeping with her is not an option. My dick friend says he doesn't understand. Well he's never been a lesbian. I'm a lesbian sympathizer, that likes dick now.