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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 31
I Am Certain I'm A Lesbian, But I Haven't Told My Husband
It wasn't until I was 20 that I kissed another girl. It was at a party and she initiated the kiss. I don't recall what I did, probably nothing, but she was kissing me again. I had met her there, she was a graduate student in Biology.
I met her later that week at the student center. It was by accident. I was embarrassed but she broke the ice. She apologized, and I told her not to worry about it. But standing there with her I wanted her to kiss me. We each went our separate ways.
The girl who had the party called me to see if I wanted to come over. It wasn't that we were friends, but OK, I went. The girl who kissed me was there and that was the reason for asking me to come over. This time I not only got kissed, I got completely felt up too. Then I was on the sofa and she was standing over me . She lifted the skirt to expose herself to me. She got off the sofa and took off her pants and panties and took my hand to her vulva.
I guess I ate pussy. She went down on me. Spreading my legs and eating me through my panties. She peeled them off and ate me and triggered an orgasm in me. Then, she got over and started to kiss me. By the time she got off she had my pants down around my ankles, my shirt open and my tits showing. She was almost completely naked. Her friend, the girl of the apartment, was standing leaning on the wall, she had watched everything.
After I was on the couch trying to get dressed she told me that I had to be more involved, to kiss and kiss her well. Not everyone got pussy, i was lucky. Look when you eat pussy you have to make it count. I learned that she was also a lesbian, as a matter of fact most all the girls at that party are lesbians. She took a marker and wrote on my chest "I am a lesbian".
I was her 'once in a while' object of her attention. All my college sexual activity was with her. By the time I graduated I was fully into being a lesbian. After graduation I returned home planning to move to Seattle or San Francisco. A classmate from high school got me and held me in a vice with his arm, and I ended up on my back on the way to being pregnant. I got married three months later and never went to Seattle or San Francisco, I am still in Del Rio. I think of college and I think of playing lesbian. My husband is definitely not friendly to gays and lesbians. But I think, lesbians are a little higher on his list of possible friends and neighbors. He doesn't know it, but he is married to one.
Anyway, I have children and they are my first priority. I work part time doing remote bookkeeping. I know one day I will have to tell my husband that I have a secret identity. But not now, right now my children are my first priority.
I met her later that week at the student center. It was by accident. I was embarrassed but she broke the ice. She apologized, and I told her not to worry about it. But standing there with her I wanted her to kiss me. We each went our separate ways.
The girl who had the party called me to see if I wanted to come over. It wasn't that we were friends, but OK, I went. The girl who kissed me was there and that was the reason for asking me to come over. This time I not only got kissed, I got completely felt up too. Then I was on the sofa and she was standing over me . She lifted the skirt to expose herself to me. She got off the sofa and took off her pants and panties and took my hand to her vulva.
I guess I ate pussy. She went down on me. Spreading my legs and eating me through my panties. She peeled them off and ate me and triggered an orgasm in me. Then, she got over and started to kiss me. By the time she got off she had my pants down around my ankles, my shirt open and my tits showing. She was almost completely naked. Her friend, the girl of the apartment, was standing leaning on the wall, she had watched everything.
After I was on the couch trying to get dressed she told me that I had to be more involved, to kiss and kiss her well. Not everyone got pussy, i was lucky. Look when you eat pussy you have to make it count. I learned that she was also a lesbian, as a matter of fact most all the girls at that party are lesbians. She took a marker and wrote on my chest "I am a lesbian".
I was her 'once in a while' object of her attention. All my college sexual activity was with her. By the time I graduated I was fully into being a lesbian. After graduation I returned home planning to move to Seattle or San Francisco. A classmate from high school got me and held me in a vice with his arm, and I ended up on my back on the way to being pregnant. I got married three months later and never went to Seattle or San Francisco, I am still in Del Rio. I think of college and I think of playing lesbian. My husband is definitely not friendly to gays and lesbians. But I think, lesbians are a little higher on his list of possible friends and neighbors. He doesn't know it, but he is married to one.
Anyway, I have children and they are my first priority. I work part time doing remote bookkeeping. I know one day I will have to tell my husband that I have a secret identity. But not now, right now my children are my first priority.
