Lesbian Female / 26
Finding Out I Am Lesbian, Finding My 'sister', And Being 'productive'
I was approached by a woman, five years older than me, to 'substitute' for her, as she was not productive. That is be her surrogate. I was 23 then, and her offer included paying my tuition for culinary school. I was not at first interested, but the money, the tuition, a car, all convinced me.
At first, when discussing the 'how', it was 'clinical'. But his performance failed. And after assurances that it was her problem, I agreed to a more natural method. At that point it became personal. Receiving sperm, is a very personal feeling. No accident, it's intentional.
I conceived without a problem. I enrolled in culinary school. I drove around in a new car. And I socialized with her. She wanted to feel my pregnancy. It was physical, touching, hugging, 'breast to breast, belly to belly'. Laying on her bed, with nothing on but panties, massaging my breasts, oiling down my belly, and her lubricated fingers arousing my clitoris, impossible to resist kissing.
It didn't go unnoticed. Not by me, or her, or him for that matter. She became pregnant.
Being a surrogate, standing in for her, making love with her, all contributed for her to conceive.
I am deep in my culinary studies, I have a great kitchen to practice in. With an 18 month toddler underfoot, and her 12 month old sister. She and I share this house, and we've become 'sisters'. Maybe sisters enough to go another round.
At first, when discussing the 'how', it was 'clinical'. But his performance failed. And after assurances that it was her problem, I agreed to a more natural method. At that point it became personal. Receiving sperm, is a very personal feeling. No accident, it's intentional.
I conceived without a problem. I enrolled in culinary school. I drove around in a new car. And I socialized with her. She wanted to feel my pregnancy. It was physical, touching, hugging, 'breast to breast, belly to belly'. Laying on her bed, with nothing on but panties, massaging my breasts, oiling down my belly, and her lubricated fingers arousing my clitoris, impossible to resist kissing.
It didn't go unnoticed. Not by me, or her, or him for that matter. She became pregnant.
Being a surrogate, standing in for her, making love with her, all contributed for her to conceive.
I am deep in my culinary studies, I have a great kitchen to practice in. With an 18 month toddler underfoot, and her 12 month old sister. She and I share this house, and we've become 'sisters'. Maybe sisters enough to go another round.
