Julie's Story 4

I didn’t have another date until I was 20. A man at my church asked me out to dinner. I liked him and he didn’t even kiss me on our first date. We continued to date and he never did more than kiss me and give me a hug. He didn’t believe in premarital sex. Although I still masturbated regularly, the idea of a patient guy sounded good after my bad encounter with the boy in high school. When we went swimming I noticed the particularly large bulge in his swimsuit, and it wasn’t a hard-on. I’d always heard how great a big cock was so it was on my mind when I masturbated. Eventually he proposed and we got married. We went to a hotel on our wedding night and I was nervous. He went into the bathroom and I changed into a sexy nightgown I had bought and laid on the bed. I was surprised when he came out that he was wearing pajamas! He came to side of the bed and lowered his pj bottoms, revealing he had a hard on- a huge one. It appeared twice as big as the few I had seen. He climbed on the bed and spread my legs apart as I raised my nightgown. I expected him to at least touch me but he just climbed between my legs and shoved his big cock into my pussy. Nothing other than my finger had been in there and it really hurt. He kissed me as he slammed into me and I was relieved when he came within a minute. He said he loved me, pulled his pjs back up, and went to sleep.

Our sex life never got better but after awhile it stopped hurting and felt okay. It turns out he had only married me to have children. Oral sex was perverted and women weren’t supposed to enjoy sex. He was never abusive and treated me nice outside the bed, but the only orgasms I had were by myself. After some years and three children I heard from a friend that he was cheating on me. The first chance I had I confronted him. He admitted it and said that he had needs that I couldn’t take care of. It shocked me because he was the one who didn’t want variety in our sex life. He explained that I wasn’t desirable whereas his girlfriend (who was 10 years younger) was. Not long after he announced that he was leaving me for his girlfriend, which was fine with me.

The time Bruce and I met at a fast food place that he told in his Julie Epilogue story, I made my marriage sound better than it was because it sounded like he had such a good one. Actually, at the time my marriage was fine outside of our sex life and I didn’t know about his cheating yet. When Bruce and I were talking I suddenly realized that I had started flirting with him. Deep down I think I was hoping that his marriage wasn’t as good as he was making it and that we could end up cheating together, but I started feeling guilty and backed off.

 But then there’s the story about how I ended up sending him a photo of my sister’s shaved pussy. In her late teens my sister Susie announced to the family that she was a lesbian. My parents were shocked and pretty much disowned her and my brothers became more distant from her, but she and I stayed quite close, although I wasn’t happy about her announcement. Years later, a few days after the chance meeting with Bruce, Susie had gone out of town for her job and I was stopping by every day to feed her cat and bring in the mail. Bored, one day I started snooping around the apartment. I opened a drawer in her bedside table and found an album of polaroid pictures of Susie and her girlfriend, Cathy. The first ones were normal clothed pictures of them, followed by some sexy ones of them in sexy swimsuits. Susie was small and thin, unlike the rest of the family, and wore a skimpy bikini. Cathy was bigger and more muscular and wore a one piece, that although showed less skin, you could see the outline of big nipples poking through the material. The next photos were in the bedroom, with them in sexy poses. Cathy had a long sheer nightgown that left nothing to the imagination, her big nipples and bush clearly visible. Susie was in a short nighty with no panties. Her round boobs and small nipples also showed through and her bare vagina was visible beneath the nighty. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The rest of the photos they were completely naked. In sexy poses, getting more raunchy, spread legs, close ups of boobs, then pussies, Cathy’s hairy one and Susie’s shaven one. It ended with some photos of the two (taken with a timer?) hugging and kissing.

Remembering talking about my hairy pussy with Bruce, I took a photo of Susie’s bare pussy and copied it on a copier Susie had in her apartment she used for her business. That was the one I sent to Bruce saying “I shaved”. Some years later when we met at a wedding he asked me about who it was but I teased that it might have been me or my sister.

After my divorce I wasn’t in a rush to get involved with another man. Masturbating satisfied me enough so I didn’t need any more boyfriend/husband stress. I told Susie about my decision and she suggested I try another woman which I said I’d pass.

 Several years later Susie’s business had been so successful she bought a house with a walled in yard and in ground pool. She invited me for a housewarming pool party. When I arrived I discovered the party was just Susie and Cathy and another woman, Jenny, a black woman in her late thirties. I suspected Susie hadn’t given up and Jenny was a setup for me. She was of an average build except for slightly large hips, and I learned she was divorced from a man like I was and had since started dating women, unlike me. The other three women wore bikinis but I wore a one piece.

I was uncomfortable at first but relaxed as time went on. Susie’s efforts to keep Jenny and me near each other were pretty obvious. Jenny was friendly and put me at ease but I wasn’t really interested in sex with another woman. Then Susie announced she was warm and tossed off her top. Cathy announced “Me too” and removed hers. Jenny and I looked at each other and she could see I was nervous.

“It’s up to you,” she said. I had to think.  I had a one piece and couldn’t just take off my top. It was all or nothing. We were in the pool leaning against the side and the water was nearly up to my boobs and that’s all they’d be able to see so I suddenly went to hell with it and pushed my suit down to my ankles and stepped out, then tossed it onto a nearby chair. Susie and Cathy cheered and applauded and Jenny tossed off her top. Her boobs were good sized with large nipples.

“Everybody naked!” Susie said and threw her bottoms out of the pool. Cathy and Jenny followed and I was naked in a pool with three other naked women. We swam around and lounged in the pool for a bit and I noticed Susie and Cathy were getting a bit affectionate with each other. We were stretched out on lawn chairs when Susie said “We’ll be back in a little while,” and she and Cathy headed into the house.

Jenny looked at me and said, “Well, here we are.” She saw the nervous look on my face. “You’ve never made love with a woman, have you?” I shook my head no, because I didn’t think masturbating next to Jeannie in our teens counted and I didn’t really want anyone to know. “You don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, but I would like to use my mouth on you. Would you be okay with that?” I wasn’t comfortable with it but thought maybe I would like it so I nodded. “If you want me to stop I will,” Jenny said and leaned forward to take one of my nipples in her mouth. Believe it or not nobody had ever done that before. It did feel good but I was still nervous. She moved over to lick the other one  before moving lower and licking her way down to my thighs. Gently she pushed my legs apart, spread my pubic hair and pressed her mouth on my pussy. Another first for me. She was good at it and it did feel really good although I felt like I wanted to run at the same time. After a few long minutes I said, “I think I’m going to come.” She mumbled she wanted me to and I came with her mouth on my pussy. When I was done she looked up at me and smiled. “Well?” she said. I said I liked it but really didn’t think I could do it for her.

“That’s okay,” she said,” But I’m really horny and want to rub one off. Would you let me look at your cunt while I do?” After what she’d just done to me I figured it was the least I could do so I said I would. She laid on her back on the tile. “Stand over my face and spread for me.” I straddled above her head and reached down to hold my pussy lips open so she could see. “Oh baby!” she said and started rubbing her pussy with her hand while staring up at my hairy pussy.

As she did, she ran her other hand up my leg and caressed my inner thighs which was getting me aroused again. To my embarrassment a drop of pussy juice dripped out of my pussy onto her face. I said I was sorry but she made it clear she liked it and proceeded to come with a loud yell. Scared, I looked around to see if anyone had heard her. Oh my god, I hadn’t seen Susie and Cathy come back out. They were sitting on chairs watching us. When they saw the look on my face they laughed and started applauding again.

That was pretty much the end of the party. After getting dressed I thanked Jenny but said it wasn’t really my thing. She said she understood and gave me a nonsexual kiss on the cheek before I left. Jenny and I never had sex again, but I still see her occasionally. Cathy was killed in a car accident and Susie and Jenny  became a couple and got married. If my parents had trouble with my sister being gay you can imagine how they reacted to her marrying a black woman.