Lesbian Female / 47
My Paralyzed Boyfriend Introduced Me To Naked Women Magazines
My future sex life came to a screeching halt when my boyfriend had a skying accident and was paralyzed. I was sixteen and I was supposed to comfort him and 'take care' of him. I went through all the guilt of just not wanting to be there. He was verbally abusive and wanted me to 'show' him everything. I refused and he called me names and other things.
Since he couldn't move voluntarily, he was on a respirator and confined to a bed, there was no threat of anything physical. But that doesn't mean he wasn't abusive. "Come here bitch scratch my dick for me". "Give me a blowjob". "Let's get that top off, I need tits". I mean I was sixteen, seventeen. Not old enough to really know what a blowjob was.
No one believed me, he was such a saint to everyone, how he was coping with his disability. Fortunately at that time there wasn't any internet, so his friends snuck in magazines, hard core magazines, and he wanted me to imitate them. I left the magazines on the floor, and he screamed at me. All those naked women with their legs open. To me it was gross.
But later, after I went to college, and became a first grade teacher, I started to buy these magazines mail order. I wanted those voluptuous breasts and those hairy pussies. I spent time looking at the magazine to see if I could see the lips behind the pubic hair. I saw adds for other magazines and I spent money to order them. These had 'wide open' crotch shots. Big open pussies. I examined them, I couldn't believe I could see their vaginas.
I had entered a period where I used mirrors to see myself. See my vagina, and when I did I saw my butt hole. I inserted things from the kitchen, but they weren't big enough. I went to Sears and bought mixing spoons with big handles. One was ribbed and it was great for masturbating. But if those pussies made me want to spread my legs, I was envious of those huge breasted women. In real life, most women were normal. I was normal, I examined my silhouette in the mirror.
It was during this time of my life, right after college, that I met Geoff. Geoff was in the same apartment complex, I met him because he parked near me. One day 'casually' I asked him if wanted a blowjob. The first dick I touched, other than my old boyfriend. Only his dick was alive and it got so big in front of me. I did my best with the blowjob but all it did was make him restless. He spread me out and laughed at my virgin vagina. When is dick went into me it was like the gates of heaven. I clung to him while he fucked me, and left my marks on his back where I scratched him.
Geoff was a convenient man to have around. I told him about my boyfriend, and how he was abusive towards me. He told me that if he had his dick cut off he would be abusive. Although sex was at my place, I never let him in on the magazines. Those were for me to masturbate with.
It was a year later that I met Allison. She was also in my complex, red hair and freckles, sort of skinny and looked like her tits were invisible. She had hips but not a big ass. When she showed me her pussy up close I ate her. This wasn't a failure like my first blowjob. I ate her and she spread her legs wide and I got my tongue in her vagina and sucked hard on her clit and she was triggered. My first ever female orgasm from another woman. I loved to kiss her pussy and suck on her tits and, you know, kiss with her and tell dirty jokes, and go through those magazines and those voluptuous women. Now I felt like I 'did' it.
Geoff faded off into the sunset, as Allison became the woman that ate me. I did miss Geoff but preferred Allison, you can't have everything. Now at my age I go see my old boyfriend, he is in a facility and he doesn't remember being ugly. I don't tell him that I went to the other side and spent all these years with Allison and Geoff is just a memory. We have the internet now, for when we get hungry for some girl on girl action. Big voluptuous breasted women.
Since he couldn't move voluntarily, he was on a respirator and confined to a bed, there was no threat of anything physical. But that doesn't mean he wasn't abusive. "Come here bitch scratch my dick for me". "Give me a blowjob". "Let's get that top off, I need tits". I mean I was sixteen, seventeen. Not old enough to really know what a blowjob was.
No one believed me, he was such a saint to everyone, how he was coping with his disability. Fortunately at that time there wasn't any internet, so his friends snuck in magazines, hard core magazines, and he wanted me to imitate them. I left the magazines on the floor, and he screamed at me. All those naked women with their legs open. To me it was gross.
But later, after I went to college, and became a first grade teacher, I started to buy these magazines mail order. I wanted those voluptuous breasts and those hairy pussies. I spent time looking at the magazine to see if I could see the lips behind the pubic hair. I saw adds for other magazines and I spent money to order them. These had 'wide open' crotch shots. Big open pussies. I examined them, I couldn't believe I could see their vaginas.
I had entered a period where I used mirrors to see myself. See my vagina, and when I did I saw my butt hole. I inserted things from the kitchen, but they weren't big enough. I went to Sears and bought mixing spoons with big handles. One was ribbed and it was great for masturbating. But if those pussies made me want to spread my legs, I was envious of those huge breasted women. In real life, most women were normal. I was normal, I examined my silhouette in the mirror.
It was during this time of my life, right after college, that I met Geoff. Geoff was in the same apartment complex, I met him because he parked near me. One day 'casually' I asked him if wanted a blowjob. The first dick I touched, other than my old boyfriend. Only his dick was alive and it got so big in front of me. I did my best with the blowjob but all it did was make him restless. He spread me out and laughed at my virgin vagina. When is dick went into me it was like the gates of heaven. I clung to him while he fucked me, and left my marks on his back where I scratched him.
Geoff was a convenient man to have around. I told him about my boyfriend, and how he was abusive towards me. He told me that if he had his dick cut off he would be abusive. Although sex was at my place, I never let him in on the magazines. Those were for me to masturbate with.
It was a year later that I met Allison. She was also in my complex, red hair and freckles, sort of skinny and looked like her tits were invisible. She had hips but not a big ass. When she showed me her pussy up close I ate her. This wasn't a failure like my first blowjob. I ate her and she spread her legs wide and I got my tongue in her vagina and sucked hard on her clit and she was triggered. My first ever female orgasm from another woman. I loved to kiss her pussy and suck on her tits and, you know, kiss with her and tell dirty jokes, and go through those magazines and those voluptuous women. Now I felt like I 'did' it.
Geoff faded off into the sunset, as Allison became the woman that ate me. I did miss Geoff but preferred Allison, you can't have everything. Now at my age I go see my old boyfriend, he is in a facility and he doesn't remember being ugly. I don't tell him that I went to the other side and spent all these years with Allison and Geoff is just a memory. We have the internet now, for when we get hungry for some girl on girl action. Big voluptuous breasted women.
