I wasn’t always so prim and proper. I grew up rough and tough in a family of five sisters. We all shared a room, and we all had duties around the house. Our mother was determined that when we flew the nest we would be housekeepers to make her proud.
It wasn’t about money, our father, a doctor made more than enough money. We lived in a house with five bedrooms, but us five, all sisters had to share a room to build up our sister bonds. We slept with a sister, we showered with a sister, we dressed with a sister, we had breakfast with a sister, we went outside with a sister. We never spent any time with a boy. I never did. I chose my friends based on whether they had a nice chest, or the curve of their ass during gym was right. I never did like hairy girls, even as a kid I liked smooth girls with minimum hair on their hooch. When I got into a crouch, and held her close to me by her hips, and looked up into her hooch, I wanted to see her lips, so I could kiss her lips. I’m a pussy freak, I admit it. I like pussy a lot.
I got to college, at the state college because the intentions wasn’t for us to go to some private school. I met Glenda, I’ll call her Glenda, in my freshman year. Glenda ran track. Long legs, thin, minimal tits, but a very nice ass and I loved the way her curves set and framed her hooch. Now, that hooch I could kiss all day. I didn’t care if I had to make her bed. Or fold her panties and put them away. Glenda led me around by the hand, she showed me a lot of things I didn’t know about, I learned for instance that it was impolite to interrupt her, or it was disrespectful to make her wait, or that was discourteous to not get her permission first.
Welcome to the big bad world of lesbian paring at school. In any event, we were still freshman, and she met this guy by accident and he asked her if she wanted to participate in an experiment. To have sex on film. She took me with her and I had to stand aside and watch this guy tear into her and tear her a new asshole. I did not like that. Worse still is that a guy tore into me and tore me a new asshole. When it was our turn to have sex, these two guys stood over us filming every kiss, or caress, and my face and tongue in her hooch. It was possibly the worst experience of my life.
Glenda really liked that, she liked to express herself. And being filmed naked was right up her kinki side. Wide open crotch shots, bent over crotch shots, pussy licking crotch shots. Or a mouthful of dick shots. She was a natural. She changed her major to campus whore. Gang banged on film.
That experience marked me for life. After than I became a goody two shoes, and looked for and found a girl much like my sister Cristine, and when we made love, we made love. None of that nasty stuff. Yes, now, I’m very prim and proper and keep a good house. I chase kids and cook for him, and fold his underwear. If I have to be a wife, then I am going to be the dream wife of this man. I don’t ever talk about the days when I wasn’t so prim and proper, or I went to church on my own.
I still make love with you know who. We are still together in a shadow world. She is married to a man who travels a lot, and it gives us time to be together to be the girls we really are. I hate living a double life. But we can’t make love with with husbands around. Making love is strictly a sister sort of love. So we go by the label of being best friends.
