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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 26
When A Couple Of Lesbian Girls Have A Man To Worry About
I like to think that all that has happened has a reason.
I was shy, and didn't date. I had friends, and we went out as a group. No one really dated anyone. For our Prom we went as a group. No groping, kissing, or handholding. That's how I went to college, and my friend's group there were the same as me. I won't say that we didn't talk about it, but no one ever did anything about it. Friends. That was as far as it went.
After college I went to work and I lived with one of my college friends. She changed majors after college and went back to school to become a nurse. He parents paid the rent. Well, one night when it was dark and stormy, she walked out into the living area without a top on, thrusting her tits at me. She said it was time for me to either get with the program or move out. She walked over to me, got on her knees over me on the couch and pushed her tits into my face, forcing her nipples on my mouth. It wasn't a voluntary thing at all but I sucked on her nipples.
I got my pussy 'ate' and she got every stitch of clothes off of me and we rolled around on the bed kissing and touching everything. I can tell you that touching a woman's pussy wasn't something I ever expected to do. Much less kiss and lick a woman's pussy. But there I was kissing and licking and she had me by the hair pulling me into her pussy. I did have a series of tiny orgasms, but she ate me again with her finger in me I had my very first real orgasm. Passing out with my eyes rolled back into my head.
Well I was not so much embarrassed as totally surprised. She held me down by my shoulders swinging her tits in my face and told me I could consider myself her girlfriend, and she used an earlier selfie of her and me as her new profile on FB. She told everyone we knew that we were a couple and we were going to get married. She is the one that told my parents, called them on the phone and told my mother that we were getting married the following Friday and if they wanted they could come.
We got married the following Friday, at the court house, my parents did not come. We wore casual work clothes and she gave me a the panties she wanted to pull off of me on our wedding night. It was a whirlwind thing, hot and heavy, lots of sex, telling anyone and everyone that we were married, How she had always, since the day she met me, wanted to marry me. And to some people she told me just how sweet my pussy was. Way too much information to share.
At the same time my close friend at work, a higher up with more tenure, a man that told me he had always thought of me as a good catch, and he liked my set of hips and how he had wanted to be the first one. He acted on his 'threat' and while he was between my legs he said he was going all in and he let himself come inside of me. He ate me and said I had a sweet pussy alright, and as far as he was concerned 'that pussy was his'.
He told my 'new wife' that as far as he was concerned there was no such thing as two women being married and he put his claim down on me and he expected her to 'honor' his choice. He had sex with me, like I was just there for that. After so many years, I had him having sex with me and pulling me around by the hair. I guess somewhere I lost my shoes because I was barefoot and pregnant.
Over time things settled down. I remained married to Jane and pregnant by Jack. He 'allowed' me to live with Jane but he kept his claim alive. When the baby was born there was a huge argument as to whose last name was the baby going to have, Jane or Jack's. We ended up using Jack's last name as her middle name, Albritton, and Jane's last name as the married mother's name. I should add that Jane had me change my name to hers so as to make sure that stayed like that.
Jack's got access, but Jane is the 'wife'. The baby girl has two MOMS and one DAD. Like it was always meant to be like that. Jack wants another baby and I'm considering that. On the sex side, Jack's become more understanding but zero is not an option, he gets his pound of flesh. As to Jane, well she's the wife and you know the old saying, happy wife happy life and I make sure Jane is a very happy wife. After all this I am married to Jane, not Jack. I have baby making hips, and I suppose that is that. I am not a one and done and I will make Jack happy with a second one. But not now, right now our baby girl is not even two.
I was shy, and didn't date. I had friends, and we went out as a group. No one really dated anyone. For our Prom we went as a group. No groping, kissing, or handholding. That's how I went to college, and my friend's group there were the same as me. I won't say that we didn't talk about it, but no one ever did anything about it. Friends. That was as far as it went.
After college I went to work and I lived with one of my college friends. She changed majors after college and went back to school to become a nurse. He parents paid the rent. Well, one night when it was dark and stormy, she walked out into the living area without a top on, thrusting her tits at me. She said it was time for me to either get with the program or move out. She walked over to me, got on her knees over me on the couch and pushed her tits into my face, forcing her nipples on my mouth. It wasn't a voluntary thing at all but I sucked on her nipples.
I got my pussy 'ate' and she got every stitch of clothes off of me and we rolled around on the bed kissing and touching everything. I can tell you that touching a woman's pussy wasn't something I ever expected to do. Much less kiss and lick a woman's pussy. But there I was kissing and licking and she had me by the hair pulling me into her pussy. I did have a series of tiny orgasms, but she ate me again with her finger in me I had my very first real orgasm. Passing out with my eyes rolled back into my head.
Well I was not so much embarrassed as totally surprised. She held me down by my shoulders swinging her tits in my face and told me I could consider myself her girlfriend, and she used an earlier selfie of her and me as her new profile on FB. She told everyone we knew that we were a couple and we were going to get married. She is the one that told my parents, called them on the phone and told my mother that we were getting married the following Friday and if they wanted they could come.
We got married the following Friday, at the court house, my parents did not come. We wore casual work clothes and she gave me a the panties she wanted to pull off of me on our wedding night. It was a whirlwind thing, hot and heavy, lots of sex, telling anyone and everyone that we were married, How she had always, since the day she met me, wanted to marry me. And to some people she told me just how sweet my pussy was. Way too much information to share.
At the same time my close friend at work, a higher up with more tenure, a man that told me he had always thought of me as a good catch, and he liked my set of hips and how he had wanted to be the first one. He acted on his 'threat' and while he was between my legs he said he was going all in and he let himself come inside of me. He ate me and said I had a sweet pussy alright, and as far as he was concerned 'that pussy was his'.
He told my 'new wife' that as far as he was concerned there was no such thing as two women being married and he put his claim down on me and he expected her to 'honor' his choice. He had sex with me, like I was just there for that. After so many years, I had him having sex with me and pulling me around by the hair. I guess somewhere I lost my shoes because I was barefoot and pregnant.
Over time things settled down. I remained married to Jane and pregnant by Jack. He 'allowed' me to live with Jane but he kept his claim alive. When the baby was born there was a huge argument as to whose last name was the baby going to have, Jane or Jack's. We ended up using Jack's last name as her middle name, Albritton, and Jane's last name as the married mother's name. I should add that Jane had me change my name to hers so as to make sure that stayed like that.
Jack's got access, but Jane is the 'wife'. The baby girl has two MOMS and one DAD. Like it was always meant to be like that. Jack wants another baby and I'm considering that. On the sex side, Jack's become more understanding but zero is not an option, he gets his pound of flesh. As to Jane, well she's the wife and you know the old saying, happy wife happy life and I make sure Jane is a very happy wife. After all this I am married to Jane, not Jack. I have baby making hips, and I suppose that is that. I am not a one and done and I will make Jack happy with a second one. But not now, right now our baby girl is not even two.
