mwf 32 has first lesbian encounters out of town for work

I knew a few lesbian couples in college, my roommate in the dorm would occasionally have sex with another girl (not me) and with guys. She and I would fuck our guys (well, guys for her, guy for me) in our beds with the roommate in hers watching, rubbing or just listening. I saw her one time with another girl, a freshman when we were seniors. With her, she made sure the covers were off, I saw everything. I was always wet watching that, or hearing the lesbian couples giving details. I would get much wetter than with my BF and actually having sex. I married that boyfriend and am now 32. I admit that I did have a brief affair about 5 years ago with someone on the road that I worked with. 2 weeks we enjoyed each other. I never said anything to my husband, he doesn't know and the guy came home to his wife. However now at 32, I still have my college figure, I am naturally blonde, and unlike most blondes I have light blonde hair down below too. My husband really likes that and without face showing he regularly posts pictures of my blonde pussy online. I try to do whatever he wants to please him and we have a good sex life.

I was in San Francisco for 3 weeks on work. I was alone, and near my corporate apartment was a bar that was quite openly lesbian. I got up my courage and went. I was dressed in jeans and a button down blouse. I had on my favorite matching black lace panties and bra under. I sort of stuck to myself, sat at the bar at first watching. Women would talk to each other, sit with each other, sometimes openly feel each other up, buy drinks, and sometimes go into a back room. I wandered into the super dark backroom myself. Suddenly I felt a hand on my waist and other between my legs, rubbing me there. I let out a moan "That's a baby, that feel good honey?" a husky voice whispered into my ear. I could smell expensive perfume on her, she brought my hand to her legs, pulled it up under a short leather skirt and to her bare pussy. No panties and clearly waxed. I did rub it a few times. "That's good cutie, just like I like it" she said. I pushed her hand away and went out to the main room. I quickly threw down too much money and left. I was shocked, but not taken aback at all, I realized walking the short distance to my building that I was streaming juices from my pussy. My favorite black panties were soaked and it was running down my legs. In only about a block to my building the wetness was showing through my jeans. My only thought was that someone might think I peed myself. I put my purse in front of me till I got to my apartment. I immediately stripped and face timed my husband and rubbed myself while he jacked his cock.

That night I rubbed again in bed, only this time I was picturing the cute bartender at the lesbian club. She was young, early 20s, red hair, tiny little tits with red nipples showing in her see-through blouse. She had on a mini skirt and had gorgeous legs. . . then I had one of the strongest orgasms of my life. The next evening I went back to the club. I dressed in stockings and garter, no panties, and a really short mini-skirt with a see-through blouse, no bra. My B cups with pink nips were on display. My 3 inch heels made my legs perfect. I sat at a table this time, I was approached by a woman offering me a drink. We sat, we talked, we drank, and her hand was on my leg. She was next to me, and moved her hand up to my pussy. "Are you blonde all over honey?" she asked then kissed my ear with some tongue added. I looked down at her hand on my pussy, and pulled up the front of the skirt. "See for yourself" and she looked at my blonde, sparse bush. She moved her hand up to my tits and kissed me, I put my hand on her tit and I realized I smelled the same perfume as last night. Carla was 46 years old, she was beautiful, long dark hair, D cup boobs and a perfect bubble butt. We went to the back room, she sat me down in a lounge chair and showed me how a woman gives pleasure to another woman. Her tongue and fingers did more to me that my husband did in our entire time together. I was bucking into my third orgasm and she pressed her hand against my mound as I ground into it kissing her, feeling her now freed big tits.

I thought I could eat her now but she didnt' want that. "come to my place with me, we'll make it there". In her expensive home I licked another woman for the first time. I didn't want to stop she tasted so incredible. I loved her smell, her taste, her wetness. We rubbed ourselves against each other and came again and again. We met and spent time for the next several days. Then she took me to another lesbian club, this one though was an on premises swing club. A hundred women, thin, short, tall, waxed, hairy, blonde, red, brunette all having sex. It was there that Carla used a strapon on me with a dozen other women urging her on. After I came she pulled it out and rolled me over. I tried to roll over again, but she wouldn't let me, I whispered back at her that I'd never done that before. She laid on top of me and whispered with her tongue in my ear "Now you have" as she slipped it into my ass. In front of so many I had my first anal sex. Then the others took over. I licked 14 women besides Carla that night, more than that took turns licking me, several used strapons on me. At the end, dressed and leaving Carla pulled up my skirt and put her hand on my bare ass "That's my little gangbang girl".

I went alone to the first club, picking up women or letting myself get picked up, I would see Carla regularly and three times we went to that swing club. Then I went home. I pretended to miss my husband and miss the sex that we had. However; it's never been the same, yes I orgasm but not like I learned I really can. I know what it takes to make me shake, moan, yell, scream and cum. It's not my husbands cock, I don't think it's anyones cock.