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I am 15. This is the story how and why did I confess to my parents that I am a lesbian.
Last August, I went to a carnival with my friends. We got seperated for some reason and I ended up getting stuck with a guy whom I am really close with. Everyone knew I was a lesbian, except for my family, so it was cool that it was just the two of us around hundreds of strangers. We had fun, also talked about girls.
My parents found out the next day about the seperation. I was addicted to Japanese animated porn and they knew about it. They kept on squeezing me for answers. Telling them that I did NOT have sex with him wasn't working. So I blurted out my obssession with my girl classmate. I showed them proof, tons of it. The photos, videos, inbox, everything! They checked what kind of 'hentai' did they confiscate from and all of its genre was 'yuri'/girl to girl.
Now, I didn't regret it.
I often flirt with guys. I make eye contact and flirt with them as long as it takes to get their attention. I am a pretty good-looking girl, 21 years old and it's easy for me to get the guy I want. But that's the thing. I don't want them, I am lesbian. But I like to confuse them and play with them, just as long as it takes until they love me or fall in love with me. Then I ignore them. You can't imagine what gifts and presents I already got. Amazing!
I’m 19 and I’ve always been into girls. I’d be considered your basic super lesbian teen. My hair is short, I’m a little chubby, I have piercings, and I am obsessed with females. All my friends that are girls are straight and have boyfriends. But one girl just broke up with her boyfriend and while she was sleeping over talking about it I kissed her. We ate eachother out and I even came in her mouth and had her cum in mine. It was her first ever lesbian experience. She told me she felt guilty and didn’t want to tell people. She said she is straight and had a weak moment. I told her it was ok and I just used her to get off. Even though she is straight to turn her gay for a while was hot. Knowing I was the first and only girl to use her was a turn on for me. I hope I can get the chance to use her again if she let me. I know she enjoyed it because she came. Maybe if it’s late and it’s just me and her she’d give in and just do it for the sexual pleasure. She’s so hot and way out of my league so I wouldn’t mind.
Me and my bf discuss many sexual ideas but never persue. One idea was a threesome. He wanted a bgg and I insisted on a boy boy girl. He would mention a coworker so much I wondered if they had something going. Once I met her, WOW! She sent sexual vibes to every part of my body. The first girl ever to give me such thoughts which I had to keep to myself. I was now very curious. Well the next time bf and I talked threesome, I agreed to his bgg knowing it would be her. But to keep him off track I told him I would only if we would do bbg when the right guy came around. So I had the best sex ever and Lucy pleased me beyond comprehension. I was shaking for days just thinking of it. Lucy and I were now friends and chowed on one another without my boyfriend knowing until he walked in on us. Now he is jealous and I want a new bf that's not a crybaby. I love men and not girls. But Lucy does something so new to me that I am confused.
I am a straight young virgin girl learning the art of masturbation. I like to experiment and try different methods I read about. My newest thing is spreading in front of a mirror and seeing how big I can get my clit. I saw some really big ones and want to compare mine. I think I am becoming an addict to masturbation. The process usually starts as being curious and wanting to learn. So I search and read. This is how I found this site. Then the next thing I end up watching different porn. I went to lesbian with the intent of learning my own body better. I try most categories, but I find the lesbian style gets me going the strongest. Women's sex parts are the same but they can look so different in shape, size, color, etc. It opens my imagination and I wonder how my body will change. My boobs are just starting, but I hear they will end up being like my mother's. Now I have even been eating better because I don't want to get fat like her. I am straight, but confused why I get aroused looking at other girls. I confess I have even been looking at my friend differently and wanting to see her nude. We are the same age, but she is more developed and looks a couple of years older than me. I want to touch her and have her touch me. But I do not want to be a lesbian. Am I weird because thoughts of touching get me wet and horny?
#curious #confession #straight #lesbian #learning #masturbation #wet #nude #reading #porn #horny #weird #experimenting #mirror #clit
I've made an online friend;
She's 2 years younger than me, she's not legal yet. I'm 18 and she's 16. (Shes straight)
About a year ago, we started fighting, she doesn't know why. But I do.
I'm jealous of her boyfriends, her friends, her family.
I love her, I've started loving her ever since I was 15. I keep fighting with her because I cant keep hiding my jealousy.
I'm drowning in my sins.
I'm lesbian, my family is christians. They said they'd disown me if I was gay.
I cry everynight.
Why cant I hold you?
Why cant I love you?
Why cant I just confess
All my stress would rest,
I love you. I'd die for you.
#unforgiveable #love #undying #depression #online #gay #lesbian #secret #family #jealous #jealousy
On the 8th of April 2015 I confessed to a girl who seemed to have no interest whatsoever in me. We got closer and closer as the days passed. Two weeks from the confession day, she asked me out on a date (25th April). We went for a movie date. That was my first and my last date with her. We held hands throughout the movie. We weren't even officially together when we went on that date. On the night of 10th May 2015, she asked me to officially be her girlfriend. I was over cloud 9. My happiest moment. We were like the happiest couple but I don't know why she started ignoring me. Exactly on her birthday was our one month as a couple. Things weren't roses between us but I still loved her. The ignoring got worse after her birthday. For 2 weeks I felt like poop. Being ignored by the person I loved the most. I decided to break it off with her considering the fact that she didn't seem to have interest in me anymore. She agreed which shattered my heart into pieces because what's lost will never return.
I cried like a baby that night. 45 days with her. It's not that long but every memory just makes me smile. It's been 2 months since the break up and now she treats me like a stranger. It hurts.
I love both men and women but sometimes I wish to live in a world of cute, beautiful and sexy women with huge cocks existed and I was the only woman with a pussy. Imagining all those femdoms dominating me and owning me like a slave makes my pussy so wet. Hehe, I'm getting really wet just thinking about it. Only in my dreams I guess, hehe.
#futanari #femdom #slave #fantasy #horny #women #lgbt #lesbian #bisexual
My older sister is a lesbian. We where never close, she resented me as child and am sure did most of out adult life.
After mom told her that I build a Finnish Sauna in our backyard, she came by to 'check it out' and get a 'sweat going'.
This is the first time that I seen her nude.
Why do most lesbians let themselves go in such a way?
The only good thing on her body are (in my opinion) her saggy boobs that would wrap nice around my penis.
Shaved pussy, labia swells up in heat, spare tires around her mid.
I am 17f dating a 15f girl and my mother is threatening to kick me out of the house because my girlfriend is so young. I’m also in love with my 18f best friend. I don’t know what to do. We’ve been dating for a month now but I’ve liked my best friend for almost two years just never acted on it. What should I do??
#relationship #lesbian #underage #best #friend #bestfriend #help #needadvice #mother
Well I suppose that people spend a long time before talking or telling about things that should be kept hidden. I cannot be the only one, I was born like this, but of course I hated it and hid it. But not without acting out. I was always masculine, I played sports, both Volleyball and Softball. My Softball team member Amber was a full on bull dyke and every girl knew that she was out to fuck every girl on the team. I was scared when she came to me, she started by calling me names, belittling me for being so weak and miserable. She kissed me forcefully, grabbed my crotch and shoved me down on the couch in our living room. She called me a she bitch and little wimp and tore my pants and panties off and shoved her fingers in my vagina and kissed me hard on the lips. Your mine bitch, she told me, and she told everyone on the team. I was 17 and a virgin up to then, I had only kissed a couple of girls and never got beyond second base.
I had to wear a yellow ribbon in my hair so she could spot me in the crowd. Many days she took me into the girls' bathroom and I had to give up my panties and go commando. She liked the look of a hairy beast but on me she wanted the little girl. Her tongue was everywhere a tongue should never be, between my legs and between my butt cheeks, or down my throat. And her fingers were used to open my lips and to slip into my vagina, to grab my tits, to slap my thighs and ass. It was one day when I got mad and resisted her and got on top myself and forced kissed her and grabbed her tits and then stuck my tongue in her ear. Leave me alone I said. But she never did.
I never wanted to be like this, I wanted to know a man at least once, but I never have. All I know is tits and ass and vaginas. I have never known a dick. There, now you know. I'm a bitch lesbian.
I am a straight late blooming 13 yo girl. It is difficult to learn my body. I have a brother and strict parents. Last night I slept at my girlfriends. She has her own room and her parents are totally cool. We got naked and touched each other. We were curious. I am ashamed and embarresed, especially because I liked the way it felt. Now I need to confess for what was wrong. Forgive me Yhwh.
#friend #lesbian #confess #repent #naked #felt #touched #ashamed #embarresed #young
Every time my boyfriend's little sister is hanging around I feel my juices flow and I get tingles. She is the total package. The way she moves, talks, gestures, and dresses or shows that hottest bod. Such a sweet and pretty face, hair, eyes. I just want to eat her pussy and I have never ever even thought about another girl. Why her and why now? I cannot tell anyone. Everyday I masturbate thinking about having sex with her. I don't even think of my bf that way. HELP!
July 28th 2005, I saw her walking on the corridor. She wore a yellow churidar and seemed pretty tough, yet gentle from inside. She was carrying the books which were for correction. Yes, she was a teacher in my school. I couldn't stop staring at her, but I was supposed to move, as my friends were pushing me to play. I was only in 6th then. She looked at me, she saw me, smiled and walked.
I didn't know her name, which I was searching for desperately. But for the next two weeks, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Everyday I used to go to school, to get one glance of her. She didn't know me, I tried several ways, but none succeeded. I prayed to god, that she be my teacher for the next year. But all prayers in vain. I used to make one or the other excuse to find her, and look at her. But years passed by. I changed my school, deeply hurt for not getting a chance to talk to her and make her realize my existence. She didnt even know my name. I knew, I just had an hour to look at her as much as I want for the one last time. I was in the staff room unnecessarily talking to other teachers. But the time had come, that I had to leave. That was when she touched me on my right shoulder gently, and asked me to get her some chalk pieces from the office. I was on cloud nine, but I knew that this was just a false happiness that I was undergoing, as she still didn't know me, for her I was just another random student in the school.
Its been 10 years now, and It took me 10 years to understand, and control my emotions and feelings for her, as this Love is not encouraged in the society, I am a girl, and this is the only reason why I wish I were a boy. But still she has no clue about me, or my love for her, nor does she know my name. whatever be it, even though I know, I will have to spend the rest of my life with her in my heart. and hiding my love, and depriving myself from the love of my life.
Only hoping that, If I have another birth, I want to be with her.
I love you R****
Currently in college I am in a wonderful relationship with my girlfriend of two years. We are very happy with one another and even talk about Internet women sexually. One night while having sex, she looked at me dead in the eyes and asked if I would like it if it were our friend. Our friend is a lesbian girl who's super attractive and I've dreamed of fucking her. I obviously said yes in the heat of the moment and she made me call her by our friend'said name. This went on for about 5 months until we decided to fuck while at our friend'said house. Again, I would moan our friend's name and I would finish very quickly.
About 2 days after, my girlfriend was at her family's house helping when I got a text from our friend to meet her at the local super market and to come alone. I messaged my girlfriend and told her I'll be back later. Once there I picked up my friend and she told me to drive to the broken down mart a few blocks away. At this time it was winter and 6 pm was pitch black. I made my way over with her and parked asking why we came over her, she pulled memail into a kiss and smiled at me, pulling her shirt off showing no bra. I quickly tried to look away but she insisted I looked while she striped naked. Her short green hair all the hotter as she flipped it while undressing. I decided I'd touch myself as well and started stroking slowly. She smiled and commented on how thick I was as she told me she wanted me inside of her. I smiled and did what I wanted to do for the whole time we were friends, we made our way to the backseat and I slid into her.
Being a lesbian she was super tight, unable to take me fully until about half way through. We had to of been fucking for a long time because my girlfriend called mid way through. We stopped shocked and I tried slowing my breathing as I answered her. She didn't seem upset just worried as I told her I was fine and I'd only be a little longer. After hanging up, my friend confessed that she had caught my girlfriend and I while she was barely awake when we had sex at her house and heard me moan her name ad I finished. She continued saying she mulled it over for a day and decided she wanted to do it with me. I laughed and penetratedo her again as I kissed her passionately. I told her that we can do this anytime we wanted as long as my girlfriend never finds out. She agreed and I came inside of her in seconds.
To this day, I still fuck our friend under my girlfriend's nose. She'said on birth control to "control her flow" as she tells my girlfriend but me and her know why she's really on it. Even now as I type this, I'm laying next to a girl who's pussy I thought was impossible to get and it's all mine.
I want to cheat on my fiance so bad with another women, or my best friend of 16 years but I'm scared to tell either of them. I don't know if he would like a 3 some, he's pretty insecure even though his dick is huge. And my best friend is sexy and beautiful and having a hard time so I don't think she would but I've always wanted too. We use to fool around when we were little. I even fingered her when we were both just kids and we'd play house where I was the dad and she was the mom. I think I low key love her but I'm also madly in love with my fiance.
My best friend is lesbian she has a girlfriend and I have a bf but last night me and my bestie had sex I felt so guilty but it was so good we are like 13 tho and yk it was really wierd after that I really feel embarrassed and ashamed of myself for doing it with her I hope god can forgive
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My name is Cassidy. I’m 26, newly married, and I recently learned a friend of mine is a BBW fetish model. She does mostly-clothed photo shoots—I think the most she’s ever shown is her butt—and she mostly does it by herself.
This is the story of how she paid me to have sex with her.
I don’t know exactly why she picked me, except that she and I have completely different body types—I’m about 110 pounds in a soaking wet t-shirt, she’s 400 pounds—and “contrast” videos and photo sets are apparently popular. I’m straight—yes, I still call myself that, even though I just said I had sex with another woman—don’t really watch much porn, and I wasn’t even hard-up for cash then. I think it was because of how I found out and how I reacted.
I found out about my friend’s modeling business purely by accident, when she showed me some meme on her phone and her husband happened to text her. “New shoot’s ready,” he said, and he attached a photo of her, wearing a flowing dress hitched up over her butt, and no underwear.
I tried not to spit my drink out, but she could see my eyes grow wide. “I think your photos are ready?” I volunteered, handing her phone back.
She said a polite “oops,” tapped out a couple responses, and then put her phone down on the table, but still face up so I could make out a few more samples her husband sent over. She saw where my eyes went and smiled. I asked if those were boudoir shots and she smiled and told me about her modeling business.
Like I said, I’m a pretty boring, pretty straight petite lady. This was all new to me, and I was fascinated. I kept asking her how she got into it, how she felt about it, what kind of money she made from it, etc., and she just went through it so matter-of-factly. She offered to let me look at some other photos she had saved on her phone, which of course I accepted, and it was amazing to see this new, secret, super-sexy side to her.
That’s when she asked if I’d be interested in shooting some sets with her, and I agreed.
About a week later, she and I and her husband were in a park with a decent-sized playground, doing some basic “contrast” photos—showing off how much bigger she was than me. We agreed that these would be strictly clothes-on, maybe some hugging or hand-holding or carrying, but no kissing required. We went around and took a whole lot of photos of just the two of us having fun, sitting in swings and slides and seesaws, me playing hide-and-seek behind her, and her giving me some bear hugs and piggyback rides. We could have been any other couple taking engagement photos for all anyone else would have known.
The raciest it got was when I stumbled off her back, leaned over forward to catch myself, and she got behind me and grabbed my waist while I was bent down. We laughed, she gave a couple bumps with her belly and said “mama likey,” and we laughed some more before I got up. I still don’t know why, but just then I looked her in the eye, looked back at her husband, and awkwardly asked if she wanted to kiss, and she *did*, and then *we* did. Her husband got it all on film, but promised it wouldn’t go into the final collection (it didn’t, though he did send me those photos later).
We drove over to her house to do another photo shoot, this one in our underwear. My heart was racing from the kiss, and again when I saw her in her bra and panties, and again as she and her husband explained that we were going to do some tape measure comparisons and that it was “okay to be horny” there.
There’s something about having tape measure stretched and wrapped around you, of being restrained and appraised and knowing you’re being looked at in that much detail, and that you’re about to do the same to someone else, that’s just … I guess it’s like bondage, but without actually tying each other up. I had to work so hard to get my arms around her waist, her legs, her arms, her breasts, I was so close to her and felt her skin against mine … and then she just got both arms around *my* waist and stared down at *my* crotch to read out the measurements. I giggled like I did back when my then-fiancé and I had just started dating and were getting used to each other’s bodies and turn-ons. She pulled me in close, using the tape, and held me there, right up against her belly, and kissed me on the lips.
Her husband asked if we wanted to do the next part by ourselves, which snapped her a little out of her reverie and she answered yes. He helped us set up a video camera in her bedroom and left the house while we climbed onto her bed so I could “give her a massage.”
She lied down on her belly and gave the most adorable little sigh and shake. I unhooked her bra without even thinking about it and ran my hands along her back, her shoulders, her arms. She was so warm and soft, and she moaned just so right; I looked down and suddenly I was straddling her and gently grinding against her butt.
I slid my hands down, down, down, scooted back so I could grab onto her butt. I kissed her back as I went down, we all knew what was going down here, and she giggled with each tiny little smooch.
“I need to pull these off,” I told her, trying to sound confident. “To get the best massage, I need, um, access.”
She grinned and looked back and just positively *purred* out an “Okay.”
I slid her panties down, kept going past her knees, and tossed them off the bed. I was face-to-face with her naked ass—the closest I’d been to another lady’s ass since I’d been born—and I found myself almost drooling. I squeezed her ass with both hands, kneading it like dough, and it felt like playing with the world’s biggest water balloon.
Within two minutes, I wasn’t even pretending to give her a massage. I’d taken my top off, then my bottoms, then started to kiss her legs, her calves, her thighs, even her butt cheeks. She panted, moaned, pushed back into my face when my fingers met her pussy. My heart started racing as I realized what was happening; that I was fucking my friend; that I was being filmed fucking my friend; that I was being PAID to fuck my friend; that I hand my fingers inside another woman and was getting her off and I was only horny for more. What was I going to tell my fiancé? *Was* I going to tell my fiancé?
I didn’t care. My friend flipped over and threw her bra aside and I climbed on top of her and kissed her until she pushed my head down and between her legs. I licked her. I tongued and sucked and slurped her and tickled her thighs and held my breath as long as I could until I heard and *felt* her come, and then I was on top of her again and kissing her deeply. When she wrapped her arms around me I felt safer than anywhere else in the world.
Now it was my turn to get on my back. She was on top of me, pressing me down hard into the mattress. One hand clamped onto my neck, tilted my head up and back, and she was kissing and licking and biting my throat while her other hand started to finger me. I yelped the first time I felt her teeth against my skin, which just made her laugh. I could feel the hickeys she was leaving me with, and I didn’t care—at least, not enough to ask her to stop.
I came so fast to just her fingers, but she wasn’t done. I was still massaging my throat when I felt her tongue inside me, and soon I was loopy from coming twice in less than five minutes.
I vaguely heard her ask me to get something from the nightstand, and I guess I handed it to her, and when my vision started to clear—I get *so* loopy when I come—she was looming over me with her blue strap-on ready to go, and then she was holding me down, hard, with both hands and pounding me, pounding me, pounding me. Her belly slammed and slapped down onto mine as she thrust into me, and she gave me the most wicked and satisfied look on her face when it dawned on me what she was doing. My arms tingled where she was pinning me down, and I squirmed a bit because, yeah, it was a little scary. She got a look on her face when she was close to the edge, and suddenly her hands were back around my throat, and then she screamed a huge and primal scream as she came while fucking me and I felt the tremors of another orgasm wreck me.
Her hands came off of my throat, and now she was just lying down on top of me, panting and sweating, kissing me, still inside me. When I could move again, I hugged her and cried, just out of sheer … everything. I fell asleep in her arms.
In the morning, we had sex again—no cameras, just faces and fingers and tongues and toys—and then she paid me for the photo shoots and I went home. I have done a few more photo and video sessions with her, and she pays me and lays me very well every time. The only strange thing about the whole thing was how NORMAL she was after it all, like she can just switch off that part of her brain. We’ve hung out with each other and with other people in non-sexy situations since then, she was even in my wedding, and she just acts like nothing unusual happened.
As I write this up, I’m about to go over to her house for another session together. Tonight, she is going to introduce me to a friend of hers, and I have a feeling the three of us are going to fall asleep together in a big sexy pile in her bed. Wish me luck!
I am 14 and a girl. My friend Ashley and me always hang out together and one day we did something that we shouldn't of been ashamed about but yet we weren't. We were in my basement and watching a movie. She rested her head my boob (I wasn't wearing a bra). I acted like I didn't notice until she looked at me kissed me (no tongue yet) and squeezed my boob. I didn't know what to say, I've never been with a girl and neither has she. She took of my shirt and started sucking on my tits. I moaned alittle bit (no one was home). Then she unzipped my jean shorts and rubbed my pussy over my underwear. I got wet and she could definitely tell so she started eating me out. Finally, I took of her shirt and shorts. She started kissing me and this time hard her tongue went as far back as she could and it made me so fucking horny. She took of my underwear ever so slowly and really started to rub and all of a sudden her finger slipped in. It felt so good and i couldn't help but do it back. This was one of the sexiest moment and we still do that to this day.
Is it a sin? I keep asking myself. I can't control it. I have urges. I met her, I'm a her too, at a party and I went home with her and ended up as I always do, with my face between her legs. The urge for it is too strong, I can't control it. Of course there is always a lot more, lots of kissing and touching, licking around, nipples, breasts, and a whole lot of kissing. I am very oral. I like pretty girls, the prettier the better. I like girls who are small, I don't like big breasts, I like flat tummies and a cute ass. I like to eat first. I don't do sixtynine, it's hard to hold the position. I'm an on your back girl when it comes to having her eat me. I want to hear her tell me she loves me, even if we just met. I like holding hands and going to outdoor cafes. I like dresses and long hair. I like earrings. I like blue eyes. I like it when she tells me she is wet. I'm a model myself, I work cosmetic commercials. I don't do porn and I don't care for porn. I like to dance, free flowing dresses, long hair, dancing to the music, sneaking a kiss. I'm romantic, I am not butch, I don't like butch. I fall hard for a pretty girl, like the girl I am seeing now. She is pretty, long body, small boobs, very cute ass, very nice cute well behaved lips, I don't like open lips, or a woman who's lips aren't cute and even. Looks are important to me. I want a girl who looks like me, just maybe a year or two younger. Like the girl I'm dating now.
Next weekend we are going on an escape weekend with some hotel points my mother has. We are going to spend the weekend just being together, walking and talking and of course sleeping and loving. I'm going to tell her I love her and she knows it. I am going to ask her if she wants to get married and she knows it. I'm going to ask her if she will wear a ring for me, I will wear a ring for her. She is pretty. I like how we look in pictures. Now that things are opened up we can have a wedding outdoors with lots of people. It's an urge. I want to get married to her.
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