I think everyone has a memory of something they did that they shouldn't have done but never forget. At least it seems reasonable to me. Maybe stealing from the grocery store, or sneaking out at night without permission, lying to your parents or teachers. My thing was some of the above but a whole lot worse.

Our house sat on a large lot in a section of town with country estates. My parents are well to do and the house I grew up in is large, big with six bedrooms and six and a half bathrooms, four car garage, swimming pool, tennis court, the maids lived in a small bungalow over the crest of the hill so we didn't have to see the bungalow from the house.

My mother hired this maid, her name was Ana and she was from Central America. Her job was to clean and take care of the rooms for the kids (we are four kids). I guess because we were close in age she was always around me, following me, cleaning up after me, fixing me food after school, washing my clothes when her job wasn't the laundry, she was always in my room, fixing the bed, folding my clothes and putting them away in the dresser, cleaning my shoes. Whenever she put my clothes away she always spent a lot of time with my underwear. One afternoon she was in my room straightening out my dresser and she was touching my underwear and she just turned and put a pair of panties against her uniform and did a little pose. I told her to come over to me and I lifted her uniform and she had on underwear that was pretty ordinary which she bought at Walmart.

I was on my bed and she was standing right in front of me, I had her uniform up and I grabbed her panties and pulled them down until she stepped out of them. I lifted her uniform and she of course was very brown and her pussy was so heavy, it was a large dark matted triangle, I could smell her and I put my hands around her bottom and leaned in and kissed her pussy. After a second I was on my knees kissing her pussy, her legs had opened a bit and I could get my chin between her legs and her pussy was so wet and I turned her around and sat her on my bed and spread her legs and I got my whole mouth in her pussy. I had never once thought about doing something like that, sure I had stories of what it was like when guys ate your pussy and everything I had ever heard I did. To say I fell in love with her pussy is not saying enough.

Over the next weeks she ate my pussy and I ate her pussy, she played with my tits and I played with her tits, she kissed me and I kissed her, I took her as my personal maid and we felt we had all the time in the world together. Oh and I told her I was in love with her and she told me that she was in love with me. We got careless, we touched each other all the time, and the day that she got fired was the day she touched my bottom in front of my mother. I know she never thought about it, she just touched my bottom, I touched her bottom and her tits and her face and kissed her at will and that day she touched my bottom in front of my mother and she was fired on the spot.

Never mind that I begged my mother not to fire her. She was fired and I never heard from her again. I have been told that she was just getting close to me because that is how she expected to get ahead being the sex partner of one of the members of the house, she may not even have been lesbian, I was so she played along. Others tell me that she went to work somewhere else like a factory or as a maid in a hotel. Others tell me that she was embarrassed to be in love with a white girl that she could never be with. No one tells me that maybe she was in love with me and she is a lesbian and there was nothing bad about it. Yes I was seventeen and she was in her mid twenties, yes she was the employee and the servant in the house, yes she was not one of us and my mother was protecting me from her and yes my mother at that time did not know that I was a lesbian, she wouldn't know until several years later, and that she was my first love. It was inappropriate for her touch my like that and she got fired.

But what is true is that I have a thing for girls like her, I have had three girlfriends including her and all three are from south of the border. My girlfriend that I live with, the girlfriend that I came out to my parents about, she and I met in college, she is from a very well to do family in Mexico and she is very well educated and traveled, and she is a lesbian and we happened to have met at college and discovered that we both liked what we each were, she liked that I was tall and toned and blond and blue eyed and I liked that she was petite and brown and intelligent and sweet and affectionate and like my very first love, she has this pussy that is so full, so thick, so hot that I fell in love with her the first time I took her panties off. That's my kind of pussy, sorry to be crude but it is true, when I saw my maid's dark pussy I was turned on and went into heat. Pussy turns me on, sorry again it just does.

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by Anonymous

I understand you being crude here, the first time I saw my guidance counselors pussy, I was just out of high school and she was in her fifties. I am a girl who is on the chunky side, but she did not hesitate to eat my pussy one eveing at her house, and the first time I saw her hairy pussy and she had a belly, I fell in love with it. The smell and taste, and I just love eating her white stringy goey pussy juice. your right it is crude, but

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by Anonymous

I'm a hetero male - but it seems we share similar tastes re. "pussy". :-) I would imagine that for a lesbian female with the same desire for the overtly physical, there would be the same surge of hormones as "the real thing" came into view - and announced itself with its scent, mane of hair, etc.
You have to be frank about what you like, I reckon - and go with it, to be happy and well-adjusted.

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