I got married in a hurry when my younger sister got married. It was a bad sign to have a younger married sister if you were still single. The man I married was older, in his thirties and I was 23, way too old to be a single. I was sure I had what it took until he had sex with me. Then things didn't work. I hated it. I hated him holding me so I couldn't move. Now Im 39. Over a fifteen year period my husband had a variety of girlfriends, many from his work. One in particular stands out, I really like her. Really, really like her. I dreamed of him bringing her home and making love to her in our bed. Where I could attend to her afterwards, and soothe her pain at having been screwed. I was very fixated on her and tolerated any amount of illicit sex that she had with him. One night he came home after having sex with her and I insisted that my husband have sex with me. I wanted her sex on his penis in me. To my recollection she was my first all out crush, the first time I felt strong urges to have sex, to be naked with someone. If only he would bring her home, I could be naked with her after he was done. I was talked into helping with a woman's political candidacy. I was the treasurer. The women who worked for this woman were all, well sort of gay and butch gay. short hair for sure, stocky built women. This one woman, Amy, was friendly with me and we became friends. She invited me to her home to work on some of the material for the campaign. She offered me wine and invited me to check out the condo, two rooms, two baths. In her bathroom on the counter was this mean looking male genital dildo. She laughed and said that was for when she really needed to feel it, she only used it for anal sex. She preferred sweet hot lips on her vagina. And a nice set of tits. She looked at me funny, said she was a lesbian, and asked me 'aren't you?' I tried shaking my head, I told her I was married, she touched my face and said she wasn't the jealous kind. Better some soft warm lips than a rubber dick, and she kissed me. She took the dildo in her hand and pointed it right at my pussy and said 'bang'. We left the bathroom and she laid on the bed and asked me to join her, to let her get her hands on my tits. She unbuttoned her shirt and slipped off her bra and lifted her chest out showing me her tits. My tits she touched and kissed and suckled on. Then for the coup de grace. She was totally naked by then, and she finished stripping me naked, went and got the dildo and the bottle of lube and asked me where I wanted it, did she want me to have her destroy my vagina or did I want it up my ass. I couldn't answer so she said the ass it is, turn over and bend over and she squirted the lube in my crack and she worked it into my anus. She lubed up the dildo and shoved it in my anus, fucking me with it as she went deeper and deeper. She brought over a hand mirror to show me how deep she had it in my ass and asked if I wanted it deeper, there were still six inches to go. I said no so she fucked me with the dildo talking dirty to me, telling me just what she was going to do with my pussy. After withdrawing the dildo she turned me back over and went to work on my pussy with her mouth. She bit my clit firmly, it hurt, before fucking my vagina with her tongue. After driving an orgasm from me by manipulating my clit she sat on my chest and declared me a lesbian, through and through. I am a lesbian, I know that now. I guess I had feeling before. When my husband did bring his girlfriend around to see me, I welcomed her. The more time he spent having sex with her the less he bothered me. I never did live out my dream of comforting her after sex, she isn't a lesbian, but I did live out having her in my house for sex on my bed. I watched, every minute of it, every second, and when he penetrates her and I watch his dick slip in and out of her I feel myself and have my orgasm when she had hers. I love the look in her eyes, her wet pussy when he gets off, her hard nipples, her body still trembling from her orgasm. I love that it's her and not me.
