Lesbian

A few years ago, when I was a senior in high school, my family went to Florida on vacation. We stayed in a beautiful hotel, with my sister and me in a room and my parents in an attached room. The room had only one king size bed, so I and my sister had to share it.

We had fun going to Disney World and all that. One night, something happened that I will never forget. It was late and I was in bed with the TV on. I was half asleep, and my sister, who was fifteen at the time, was watching something about HBO. I could never really fall asleep too easily and wake up completely when I felt a little concussion on the bed.

My name is Carol and I live alone in a small two-bedroom apartment in a suburb of a big city on the east coast. One of my closest friends is a girl named Lisa. Recently, I invited Lisa to spend the night at my house. We hadn’t met in a while and I thought it would be a good time to talk about girls. We work in different jobs and are far enough away to make a long distance call when we talk, so we usually don’t talk for long.

It was our last hooray before the summer break of my second year of college. My sorority sisters and I were working and we were pretty close to alcohol when Becky suggested we hit a Monty Canadian strip club. Well, being a little drunk, we all agreed and crossed the Canadian border from Rouses Point, New York. Upon arrival, we found seats near the front at the stage. A big blonde with breasts shook her property for everything they were worth and the more tip that we put the more she danced for us. There was a sign on the wall saying:

In the early morning hours, Ginny and his 17-year-old student woke up to the sound of television at the bottom of the stairs. She looked at her clock it was 1:30. Ginny went down to investigate her through a hole in their spiral staircase to get a clear view of the T.V. ensemble.

On the TV was a porn movie she watched in the stairs nobody was about so she decided to watch the program. She was watching a beautiful girl shower when her mother comes in and looks at her. The girl didn’t notice her and started masturbating, in a second of a split, she hit while she was coming the girl looked up in the mirror and saw her mother passing over to her, kneeling on her knees and starting to eat her girls young soft pussy.

Leslie and I had a party after the pub for some friends. Leslie is 24, 5'9" slim but shape, very sexy with long blonde hair bright blue eyes and 34B perky tits and fantastic legs and ass. She often shows her tits after a few drinks and we even had a threesome with my friend Steve recently, when we fucked her for hours. She felt a little guilty in the cold light of the day, but she quickly recovered when I assured her.

Wendy looked forward to the beginning of the film. It was already fifteen minutes after midnight and the big breast girl was in a bad mood. Her date of the evening had picked her up, none of her friends were there, and the only entertainment station was a midnight lonely film. Sighing, she leaned on the scratching seat as the lights fainted.

The door of the theatre opened and closed quickly, flashing a spear of light with opening curtains. A small figure walked through the driveway. She sat next to Wendy, still boring the unhappy girl. The theatre was almost empty; There was no reason why this woman had only one seat. Pre-movie ads for popcorn and licorice jumped to life and Wendy watched the newcomer out of the corner of his eye.

When I left college, I graduated in photography, and I look forward to becoming a full-time professional. What I didn’t count on was that for every job, there were at least twenty qualified candidates. And my sex was certainly an obstacle, too, as they seemed to favor male photographers. I became discouraged and desperate, and then I met Tish..

It was a model to come and we became fast friends. She was the one who suggested me take glamorous photos of her and try to sell them to men’s magazines. She felt that being a woman was an asset in glamorous photography. I hired a studio and while Tish was changing, I set up the dressing room dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, but it was a very different Tish that came out. Talk about sexy black netting stockings, black lacy panties, a lacy frilly belt and high heeled shoes, a long rope of pearls around her neck, sticking on her breasts. “Like this?” She cleansed herself, waving her lips through the room. “Do you think they’re pretty sexy?” I whistled in recognition. She was really a beautiful woman with soft breasts, and a sweet smell. If I were a man, I would have jumped on him. God!

I love my husband. He’s a good father to my kids, he’s attractive, and a good friend. We have a good relationship and we like to be together. Our sex life is wonderful. I never thought I’d deceive him, but sometimes things “come.”

Keith has to travel often, in his work. During such a trip, the children were no longer in school and since I had to work, they stayed with their grandparents. After work, several of my colleagues decided to go to a local bar for an hour. Lance, one of the new associates, was not familiar with the area, so I offered to take him. In retrospect, I wonder if there was anything Freudian about it.

I get along well with my roommate Martha OK, but since we’re both active women on weekends, we don’t keep the apartment as clean as we would like. We never seemed to be able to find the time to give him the righting and cleaning that he really needed, so we hope to never put him back together. I heard one of my colleagues talking about a friend who hired someone to help clean them up and I immediately realized that that was what we had to do. I discovered the maid’s name and arranged to hire her for a Saturday that Martha and I would dedicate to our task. With three of us working, we should be able to do wonders in one day.