My name is Callie, and I'm thirty-seven. I have red hair, and I have B-cup boobs. I think you'd like to know that, I'm a lesbian. I've actually never had sex with a man. I first had sex with my best friend, Amanda. It was when I was seventeen, and she was eighteen. At first, we didn't really know what we were doing. Although, we liked it enough to try it again. After a few friendly sex sessions, we both were about to swear off men forever. We dated for about two years, and then Amanda told me she wanted to go back to the other team. I couldn't really stop her, but it led to us breaking up.
For years after that, I had a string of relationships, but nothing really serious. I really didn't have anyone I could talk to about this. My mom and dad were clueless, but told me, they'd support me no matter what. I appreciated that, but that didn't make, Ms. Right just appear. Anyway, I still heard from Amanda from time to time. We stayed right on the borderline of friends. Although, I found something to be a surprise. About three months after we stopped dating, she was pregnant.
She had a baby girl with her first sexual boyfriend. I actually didn't find out about that, until her daughter, Riley, turned seventeen. I just happened to be at the miniature golf course where they were having Riley's birthday party. We eventually noticed each other, and caught up. The first obvious thing was, Riley. Even though she got pregnant, and didn't continue our relationship, I was still happy for her. We talked for about an hour, and I got a lot of highlights.
For example, she never actually married. Unfortunately, the relationship with Riley's father, just didn't work out. Eventually, we got to what had been going on with me, and she was sorry I never got hitched either. She told me that when she found out she was pregnant, she really began missing me. She really missed having me to talk to you over all those years. I guess, she was actually considering trying to have a baby with me. Even though we were in college, and she had mixed feelings about her sexuality. She had to drop out, due to Riley. Obviously, I dropped out too. College just wasn't for me.
Riley came over to us, and I officially met her. Amanda didn't tell her about our history, but when she left, Amanda gave me a surprise. She leaned forward, and kissed me right on the lips. Apparently, I really brought back that spark. After we talked for a little while longer, she asked me if I'd like to come back to her house. I couldn't resist, and of course, one thing led to another that night. We ended up having sex, and it really brought out that spark for both of us.
I ended up spending the night too, and the spark lit the fire. We were officially back together, but Amanda wanted to tell Riley only when the time was right. I didn't have kids, so I didn't know what she was going through. She passed up dozens of opportunities, and she never told Riley about us. About four months into our relationship, Amanda told me something else. She never told Riley that she even liked ladies. So, according to her, she was slowly building to the moment.
Unfortunately, the moment was chosen for her. We mostly had sex late at night, when Riley was asleep. It was around 11:00 or so, on a Friday night. We were both naked, and her face was buried in my pussy. She was fucking me hard, and had me begging for more. She had definitely sharpened her love making skills during all those years. Although, she couldn't master the skill of locking the door. Riley caught us, because we were being a little too noisy.
She didn't scream, or anything like that, but she wasn't too pleased. The next day, Amanda explained everything to her, and she understood. Although, she wasn't completely on board with the whole thing. With the cat out of the bag, Amanda asked me to marry her, which I accepted. After that, I moved in with them, and we lived as a married couple.
A year into our marriage, things were going smoothly, between Amanda and I anyway. Riley and I, just never really hit it off. We couldn't blame her too much for that. One Saturday night, Amanda left us alone, so we could have some bonding time. I knew she was into movies, and other various things. So, I tried suggesting something. She was in her room, and I knocked before entering of course.
"You can come in, Callie," she said.
I opened up, and saw she was watching We're The Millers
on DVD. I sat down with her, and gave her a kiss on the head. Even though she wasn't my biological daughter, I loved as if she was.
"Is there something you wanted?" she wanted to know.
"I just thought, that maybe we could hang out tonight. Have a little step mom/step daughter time," I let her know.
She sighed, because she knew she really couldn't say no. The consequences just wouldn't be worth it.
"I really don't feel like doing anything right now," she told me.
"Well, we can stay here, and just talk. We can still bond through words," I put on the record.
"OK," she said in a frustrated tone.
She turned the movie off, and I sat on the other side of the bed.
"So, what's been going on with you? Are you seeing anyone lately?" I wondered.
"You mean sexually?" she wanted to know.
"I guess, you are eighteen now. So, you are an adult, you are allowed to have sex," I let her know.
"No, I'm not having sex. Ever since I saw you two together, I just don't have that on my list of things to do," she put on the record.
I was a little turned off by that, I really didn't know she felt that repulsed. I gave her a hug, and a kiss on the forehead again.
"Don't worry, you'll find a guy you wanna give your virginity to sooner or later," I told her.
Then all of the sudden, she hit me with an odd question.
"Why did you wanna give your virginity to my mom?" she pondered.
"Really, we just had a slight thing for each other. We had been best friends for a few years before, the spark came, I guess," I explained.
"Why didn't my mom wanna be with you after that?" she wanted to know.
"Well, I'm sure she said something about this. Towards the end of our relationship, we drifted a little bit, and then she wanted to date men. We ended up breaking up, and then we were barely friends at all. Not enough for her to tell me about you. I'm guessing she just didn't know what to say. She ultimately ended it, and I guess she thought I'd resent her. That's just my theory," I explained.
I guess she felt a little bad for me, so she gave me a hug.
"So, if she didn't get pregnant with me, you might have gotten back together a lot sooner?" she wondered.
"You can't think like that. I know your mom wouldn't trade you for anything. You are her angel, she talks about you a lot," I let her know, as I hugged her.
That got her to smile, and then we laid down together. We cuddled, and stayed silent. I never met her father, but obviously, there were some good genes there. Riley was cute, and sexy.
"I'm sorry, Callie. I know I've been distant from you. I just don't know what to think, or how to feel exactly. I just met you at my birthday party one day, and then all of the sudden, you are her new best friend. The next thing I know, you two are having sex. Then I find out about all your history, it was just a lot to take in," she explained.
I didn't know what she was going through exactly, I had never been in that situation before. Anyway, after that, we talked a little more. We broke down those walls she had put up. Eventually, we almost seemed like we were best friends. Then she really let the cat out of the bag, as she leaned up.
"Can I kiss you? I wanna know what it's like to kiss a woman," she let me know.
Really, I thought it was harmless. I came towards her, and kissed her for about five seconds. It was meant to be short, so I made it short. She seemed to like it.
"May I have another?" she wondered.
The second request was not quite as innocent, but I gave it to her anyway. Although, that one lasted for about ten seconds.
"And, female lips just didn't interest my mom anymore?" she was curious about.
"I guess not, but only she knows exactly," I let her know.
Then to my surprise, she just began feeling me up. She seemed to be impressed by the feel of my breasts. She only had A-cups, but I still thought they were nice, and perky. I probably should have had an outburst, but I loved this young woman, and liked where this was going honestly.
"I could slap her for breaking it off with you. Well, I may not exist then, but that's besides the point," she put on the record.
I laughed, and laid down with her.
"Have you ever thought about being with another woman, Riley?" I pondered.
"Well, maybe. I don't know exactly. I think it might be something I'm afraid to want," she told me.
"Why do you say that, because of what happened to your mom, and me?" I asked.
"I guess. Can I ask, when you broke up, did you love her?" she wanted to know.
Truth be told, I never really knew exactly. I was young, and loved the sex. I guess I'd have to relive it to be completely sure.
"I don't know, but we can't tear apart little details like that. You gotta live in the 'now', and not the 'then'. You know what I mean?" I wondered.
"In that case, will you have sex with me, and find out?" she just put out there.
I loved her, not like her mom, but what could I say? She seemed to be a little more than curious. I got on top of her, and put my lips onto hers. We made out for a minute, not with tongues, or anything like that. After that minute, I backed away a little.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" I needed to know.
"Yes," she sternly told me.
I began feeling her up a bit again, and I eventually, pulled her shirt up. I saw her in just her bra and panties before, but never nude. So, this was gonna be an experience.
"Your mom never finds out about this, got it?" I warned her.
"I understand," she told me.
I put my arms underneath her, and undid her bra. I slowly pulled on it, and let it fall on the floor. I saw her A-cup tits, and she had my pussy getting wet. I couldn't help, but to push her shorts down a little bit. Her panties showed, and I certainly loved what I saw. She was definitely her mother's daughter. She willingly pushed her panties down to her ankles, and let me see her shaved pussy. Her mom kept some hair down there, but I guess she kept it shaved. My mouth began to water a little bit, and she felt good because of that.
"I'm getting my mom's wife to drool, nice," she muttered.
I couldn't believe I was about to do this, but I found myself leaning towards her wet pussy. I stuck out my tongue just a little bit, and placed my tongue right on her pussy. I looked up towards her, and she was moaning, trying to contain herself. I intensified her pleasure a great deal, when began slowly licking her pussy. She let out a few small moans, just as I expected her to. Although, what I didn't expect, was for her to moan out loud, and move around frantically.
"Oh, fuck! Shit on a stick, that feels so damn good!" she screamed.
I guess she had never had her pussy eaten by a woman. I was also a well experienced pussy-eating-woman. So, I guess I shouldn't have been that surprised, that she was really enjoying herself. I fucked her in the same way that I fucked her mom. So, by time she was ready to cum, she was never gonna want a guy to fuck her. I spread out her glistening pussy lips, for her enjoyment really. Then I really got her to scream. I stuck my tongue in there deep, and took her pretty far for her first time.
"Fuck yes! Don't stop fucking me. I want you to make me cum an ocean," she moaned.
She was gonna get her wish, but unfortunately, she got it a lot faster than expected. In no time at all, she extracted a shit load of her lady juice. It all got right onto my face, and it was amazing. I slowly leaned up for a minute, and let the cum dry. Quite honesty, I felt bad about cheating on Amanda. I knew it was with her daughter, but I still felt bad. Then she got up, and went down towards my crotch.
"What are you doing now?" I needed to know.
"Well, let me return the favor," she told me.
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