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Women Only
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Bi-Sexual Female / 33
Born The Same Day, Friends Forever
First I have a friend from birth. Our mothers gave birth a couple of hours apart, and they became friends and that's how we've grown up. We went to Europe together after high school, with a group. Then off to college.
While there I met a guy who was insistent, took no prisoners, had only one thing on his mind. I escaped into the bathroom and called my friend to have her come get me. She answered 'open your legs and welcome him in' followed by 'I wish I were with you right now'. That's how it began, having sex together with random guys.
After college we played tag, one of us was the bait, got picked up, both of us had sex with him. We were 'careful' but always understood, it was risky. Then, without a plan, her boss took her home one night. A 48 year old married man. Caught by a hunter, a man, with her smell in his nose he wasn't going to back off. 'Open your legs and welcome him in'. She wished I was there with her that night.
Trapped, caught, his prey he kept her away from any other man. Only he pumped her belly full. Without access to her pi!!s she ended up the way he wanted her, pregnant with child. Unlike other men, he had no interest in me, not alone, not together, he wanted her, and all for himself.
And so it began, trapped her in the next phase in life.
I wandered through the wilderness alone, with no desire for a man. One day I would fall headfirst between the legs of a woman, the next on my back with some nobody pumping himself in me. My day came, I was in Thailand, with a friend. While she scoped out the wanderers I scoped her out. But all I could think of was 'her'.
The male on the hunt saw me, came close, filled his nostrils with my smell. He separated me from the others, took me on the wing. Day in and day out he kept me beside him, up close and personal. When I thought I was breaking free, back again on my back. Until my mind could think of nothing else than him, I opened my legs and welcomed him in.
Today, we walk in the park, her nine year old boy on the monkey bars, my five year old girl chasing butterflies, we are both expecting together, and if we have it right, we'll be side by side, delivering our two the same day. And so we will make it happen again, two girls, two mothers, same birthday. And they will grow up, closer than sisters, would ever be.
While there I met a guy who was insistent, took no prisoners, had only one thing on his mind. I escaped into the bathroom and called my friend to have her come get me. She answered 'open your legs and welcome him in' followed by 'I wish I were with you right now'. That's how it began, having sex together with random guys.
After college we played tag, one of us was the bait, got picked up, both of us had sex with him. We were 'careful' but always understood, it was risky. Then, without a plan, her boss took her home one night. A 48 year old married man. Caught by a hunter, a man, with her smell in his nose he wasn't going to back off. 'Open your legs and welcome him in'. She wished I was there with her that night.
Trapped, caught, his prey he kept her away from any other man. Only he pumped her belly full. Without access to her pi!!s she ended up the way he wanted her, pregnant with child. Unlike other men, he had no interest in me, not alone, not together, he wanted her, and all for himself.
And so it began, trapped her in the next phase in life.
I wandered through the wilderness alone, with no desire for a man. One day I would fall headfirst between the legs of a woman, the next on my back with some nobody pumping himself in me. My day came, I was in Thailand, with a friend. While she scoped out the wanderers I scoped her out. But all I could think of was 'her'.
The male on the hunt saw me, came close, filled his nostrils with my smell. He separated me from the others, took me on the wing. Day in and day out he kept me beside him, up close and personal. When I thought I was breaking free, back again on my back. Until my mind could think of nothing else than him, I opened my legs and welcomed him in.
Today, we walk in the park, her nine year old boy on the monkey bars, my five year old girl chasing butterflies, we are both expecting together, and if we have it right, we'll be side by side, delivering our two the same day. And so we will make it happen again, two girls, two mothers, same birthday. And they will grow up, closer than sisters, would ever be.
