"I ended up naked in Sandy's bunk. I cried as I promised to be her lover. After that I had no doubts but that I was a true lesbian in my responses. Before I got out of prison I had maybe a dozen different girls off and on. I found that way of making love much more satisfactory than anything I'd ever done before."
"One girl there who claimed she was 'bisexual' advised me to get married if I found a rich man. She advised me to have a family and become fulfilled as a woman and have my fun with other women on the side. She gave me sensible advice. I moved to a bigger city. After I got off probation I had my name changed. I worked in a business district. I met Harold my husband while eating lunch in a crowded restaurant. Harry plied me with whisky and seduced me. I was unable to respond until he went into the bathroom to relieve himself. Then I masturbated myself while thinking about a woman and got myself creamy with my own liquid. Harry was deceived into thinking he made me have an orgasm!"
"I went to the village-yes-Greenwich Village now and then…," Mickey noted. "After Harry asked me to marry him I got to thinking about the advantages such a marriage could offer. Harry paid the rent on my apartment. He came by three or four times a week for sex. I always masturbated myself while he was in the toilet and fooled him into thinking he made me 'come'. When I saw how simple Harry was to fool I rushed him into a quick marriage!"
"I got myself pregnant in no time at all I felt a strong maternal instinct towards my daughter, Kimberlee. I call my ten-year old child, Kim, but Harry calls her Lee. We disagree on everything else so our daughter is no exception!"
"Kim may very well turn out to be homosexual…," Mickey noted. "I caught my daughter masturbating Judy, her closest girlfriend, one night. I had been hearing these light moans from her room. I crept towards the half-open door. I could see Kim kissing Judy and moving her hand under the girl's gown! I never reported such activity to Harold. Frankly if my daughter turns out gay I won't mind. I used to fondle her a little when she was a baby. I guess you might say I taught my kid how to masturbate!"
"I have quite a few luxuries…," Mickey blushed. "I'm not very satisfied with my sex life though. Harry flatters himself into thinking other women find him desirable! When he mentioned swapping I encouraged this interest. A dike I know in the Village assured me I could have some wild sex in a swap group. She claimed a smart butch could make every girl in the club without any trouble. Joyce even told me the men would enjoy watching. So naturally when Harry brought up the subject of swapping I appeared interested."
"Joyce had been right. It's fantastic the amount of homosexual activity that goes on in swapping. At our first swap session two men put on a demonstration of how two men could sodomize one another by jabbing their things in each other's rectums. Harry got so hot watching that he rubbed himself off on a rather corpulent woman's buttocks. There were sixteen of us in a circle watching the demonstration. It cost us about $45 a month but that paid the rent on the secluded cabin, and for our booze and food!"
"I made the scene with three guys that night B… f" Mickey blushed. "It was boresome but I didn't mind it when they performed oral love on me. I pretended innocence when the topic of girl-girl sex finally came up. One of the straight wives tried to maneuver me into a lesbian affair with all of the men watching. Poor woman-she got the surprise of her life when I clamped my hot lips around her palpitating clitoris!"
"Ummmm-sugar…!" Arlene gasped. "Do you have a sexy mouth! Ahaaaaa!"
"I'm inexperienced…!," Mickey laughed. "But willing to learn. Jeez-are you creamy!"
"Harry was getting a real ‘bang' out of watching me make it with a girl. Harry's eyes bugged out as this bleached blond masturbated his curving dong! I deliberately looked awkward licking -Arlene's twat/I didn't want any of the men suspecting I was a hot-blooded lez. Believe me-mating pussy from between a married woman's thighs with both of our husbands watching-is a groovy thrill. Every dike wants to take a straight woman away from her husband. This experience gave me the chance to do it! With the men watching-no less!"
"Everything-but everything-goes on in a swap session. It reminded me of how four or five girls used to make love to one gal in prison. At these swaps I'd be mouthing a pussy and another girl would eat me out. It was wild! I lured one married woman into the bedroom for a prolonged session of 'flat-fucking.' First I went down on her and got her hot enough to let me do anything. This was a hot sexy blonde about twenty-two. She was lubricated enough to have gone of f with a porcupine. I had her creamed up good. The slightest touch sent her up her own erotic tree! I kissed her soft lips. I rubbed my body on top of hers. I think Darlene thought I was a man because she kept reaching down between my thighs as if to place a tool inside herself!"
"No… no… darling…!" I whispered. "Not that way. Let me show you a much better way!"
"Oh… ummmm… love me…!," Darlene gasped, "Oh-stick it in-do it now!"
"My burning flesh touched Darlene's…," Mickey gasped. "I began to push my own pulsating clitoris down gently against hers. Our two sensitive buttons were being mashed together. I began to make thrusting motions. Pressing my buttocks against the mattress. I began to move in rhythmic circular motions causing an arousing friction to be created between our hot genitaiia! While our twin clitorises swelled it felt like we were rubbing two pricks together. The sensations got so wild that Darlene began groaning loud enough to be heard in the other room."
"Lookee-here…!," A guy named Mark shouted, touching his own aching meat-stick. "Look, at those gals go to it!"
"Look at Darlene respond…," Harry gasped, wide-eyed at my aggressiveness. "You'd think my wife was shoving the real thing into her!"
"It would be even better…,"… Rose giggled, "if Mickey were wearing an artificial dong! I've got one tucked away in a drawer somewhere. A big black one with straps! Let me find it. Hon-eey… get the camera. My movie camera. Let's get an action shot! I hope to hell I can find that damned rubber peter. It would be a perfect companion-at a time like this!"
"A camera zeroed in on us. Darlene was ripping and tearing her sharp fingernails down my flesh. She drew blood. Darlene was moving so fast under me that I thought she was going nutty. I jabbed my clitoris down on hers. All of a sudden we both exploded. Our passion juice flowed like wine from a punctured keg!"
"Hold on… Mickey…," Joe, Rosie's husband, stated. "Strap this silly thing on. Let's find a willing candidate for a girl-screw!"
"A broad named Adrian was elected because she never volunteered for any lesbian activities. I got the thrill of poking that damn rubber peter into her. Let me say right now it was a very artificial thrill for me. The only fun I got was when the rubber dick rubbed against my own clitoris. It wasn't half as much fun as flesh-to-flesh contact. One thing about swapping groups though. You pretty much have to go along with the wishes of the crowd. Anyway you care to look at it there are ample opportunities for lesbian activity in any swap group if you don't mind swinging with guys too. I poked that damn thing into Adrian long enough to make her pop off. Then some guy mounted me from behind and jabbed his bulging phallus into my rectum! Fortunately Jerry, even though he was highly intoxicated, had enough sense to reach around in front and manipulate my clitty with his thick finger. It seemed to take him forever to "pop off" inside me."
"Drunk men are funny…," Mickey noted. "They either get a perpetual hard-on that is hard to satisfy or else they can't raise it up enough to even get stiff. With a man drinking you either get too much or not any. That's one, reason I don't complain about Harry's drinking habits. Lots of nights my husband gets so intoxicated that he forgets he's pumping his rod off between my buttocks or on the mattress!"