Lesbian Female / 48
I have been married to my wife for seven years. We met at a get together for older 'ladies' put on by the Oakland LGBT community, a mixer to meet lesbians later in life. I had several short term relationships and I was tired of the problems dealing with girls who were mostly broke, some on drugs, all with head trips, I just wanted to meet someone who was more my age and willing to make a relationship work. She was looking forward to retiring at 50 after 30 years of working for the State of California and I was eligible to retire from the force at 55.
We got along, tried living together, got our roles to match, neither one of us was really one or the other, we are both pretty fluid when it comes to the dominant role, but I guess being the cop and I was still working so I wore it on my sleeve, she took on the role of the supporting spouse. We got married after being together for a couple of years and we went on a Honeymoon cruise in the Mediterranean.
On board we ended up at a table with this couple, also mid fifties, she recently retired and we found that we had a complete laundry list of similar issues. She hated being put into the wife role and he became a lot more dominant now that she was home without work. We found ourselves split fifty fifty at the table, the two wives complaining about the two husbands. We explored the whole topic of us being gay in California, which I find that women ask a whole lot of questions about, mainly do you not ever want a penis? No, pussy is fine. We are lesbians. Well then the follow up questions, if you both have pussies what do you do, like seriously how do you fuck, we talked about that and she told us how he had sex with her, blow by blow between sips of wine.
I am exaggerating a bit, but that is what this woman was asking me, if a man isn't tooling you with his dick, how do you have sex. She wanted answers, deep answers, and while my wife went off talking with her husband I was giving this woman lesbian lesson number one. You want pussy, want pussy in the most horrible way and you don't want dick. Why I kissed her I don't know she was begging for a kiss, so I kissed her, first soft and then took her into my arms and really kissed her to let her know I loved kissing women. Well it wasn't one kiss, breaking off the kiss was by kissing her a dozen times letting her see that when a lesbian wants a woman she wants a woman.
To take everything into perspective here, being a woman cop I had to suck my fair share of dicks along the way. Way too many dicks, black dicks, fat men dicks, gay queer cop dicks. I sucked my way up. I gave my pussy up too. I found girl cops who liked having their pussies eaten by a girl cop, but if you want to move up you have to suck your fair share of dicks. So when she asked me if I had sucked a dick I told her yes, I sucked dick. She told me she never ate pussy. Fair is fair, I kissed her again and said I wanted to take her back to my cabin and eat her pussy and let her eat pussy.
We got together with my wife and her husband who were drinking wine at the bar and I told them that we were going to go have fun and we would be back later. I wanted her bad, like I had not wanted someone for a long time. I ate her, not just love making but eating her out right, like a cop, I wanted her to feel me like she felt a dick, except I was using my mouth. My wife told me later that night that I was trying to prove something, I guess I was. We hadn't quite gotten to wife swapping but it is what we talked about the next day. We would swap wives, my wife would find out what it was like to sleep with a dick and his wife would find out what it was to sleep with a pussy. Fifty somethings wife swapping on a cruise.
We spent four days swapping wives, his wife went along and became more and more sure of herself and expressed her curiosity and confessed to her curiosity and we had a chance to try whatever came to my mind. My wife gave in, she says, they were far more intellectually compatible and her report about having sex was that she had tried it but she was not that interested. His wife was the opposite, she had found something she really liked.
This is the third year that we are going somewhere together, this year we are going skiing in Idaho, the same rules apply, the wives trade places down to the most minute domestic things and my wife look forward to it as much as I do.
We got along, tried living together, got our roles to match, neither one of us was really one or the other, we are both pretty fluid when it comes to the dominant role, but I guess being the cop and I was still working so I wore it on my sleeve, she took on the role of the supporting spouse. We got married after being together for a couple of years and we went on a Honeymoon cruise in the Mediterranean.
On board we ended up at a table with this couple, also mid fifties, she recently retired and we found that we had a complete laundry list of similar issues. She hated being put into the wife role and he became a lot more dominant now that she was home without work. We found ourselves split fifty fifty at the table, the two wives complaining about the two husbands. We explored the whole topic of us being gay in California, which I find that women ask a whole lot of questions about, mainly do you not ever want a penis? No, pussy is fine. We are lesbians. Well then the follow up questions, if you both have pussies what do you do, like seriously how do you fuck, we talked about that and she told us how he had sex with her, blow by blow between sips of wine.
I am exaggerating a bit, but that is what this woman was asking me, if a man isn't tooling you with his dick, how do you have sex. She wanted answers, deep answers, and while my wife went off talking with her husband I was giving this woman lesbian lesson number one. You want pussy, want pussy in the most horrible way and you don't want dick. Why I kissed her I don't know she was begging for a kiss, so I kissed her, first soft and then took her into my arms and really kissed her to let her know I loved kissing women. Well it wasn't one kiss, breaking off the kiss was by kissing her a dozen times letting her see that when a lesbian wants a woman she wants a woman.
To take everything into perspective here, being a woman cop I had to suck my fair share of dicks along the way. Way too many dicks, black dicks, fat men dicks, gay queer cop dicks. I sucked my way up. I gave my pussy up too. I found girl cops who liked having their pussies eaten by a girl cop, but if you want to move up you have to suck your fair share of dicks. So when she asked me if I had sucked a dick I told her yes, I sucked dick. She told me she never ate pussy. Fair is fair, I kissed her again and said I wanted to take her back to my cabin and eat her pussy and let her eat pussy.
We got together with my wife and her husband who were drinking wine at the bar and I told them that we were going to go have fun and we would be back later. I wanted her bad, like I had not wanted someone for a long time. I ate her, not just love making but eating her out right, like a cop, I wanted her to feel me like she felt a dick, except I was using my mouth. My wife told me later that night that I was trying to prove something, I guess I was. We hadn't quite gotten to wife swapping but it is what we talked about the next day. We would swap wives, my wife would find out what it was like to sleep with a dick and his wife would find out what it was to sleep with a pussy. Fifty somethings wife swapping on a cruise.
We spent four days swapping wives, his wife went along and became more and more sure of herself and expressed her curiosity and confessed to her curiosity and we had a chance to try whatever came to my mind. My wife gave in, she says, they were far more intellectually compatible and her report about having sex was that she had tried it but she was not that interested. His wife was the opposite, she had found something she really liked.
This is the third year that we are going somewhere together, this year we are going skiing in Idaho, the same rules apply, the wives trade places down to the most minute domestic things and my wife look forward to it as much as I do.
