I've always loved women. For as long as I can remember, I have loved women. The idea of a man touching me never repulsed me. I've been with men, lots of them as a teenager. But a woman is different. Soft skin, soft touch, the moans, the way they smell. It's always been intoxicating. So at 25 when I came out as a lesbian, it was a shock to no one. But if anyone knew the relationship I've had with my current girlfriend, they would truly be shocked. I've always wanted to tell the story, so now I will.
I'm currently 33 years old and own my home. I work from home and am pretty high up in my company, so I make plenty of money. I have no children, a decent sized house, and have always wanted to spoil a woman. I've had girlfriends since I came out and before that I've had amazing sex with. But the sex that was always memorable (and I always masturbated to later) was when I got to take control. I've tried this relationship out with other girls but they were never able to truly slip into that submissive role. Until this one.
I met her the day I turned 30 on Reddit of all places. She had just turned 18 a couple weeks before and posted about wanting a "mommy" to take care of her. I messaged her immediately. She was beautiful. I'm a fuller figured woman, size 18, and she is around a size 6. We started talking and I knew immediately she was the one. She told me how she wanted a mommy to take care of her and she would take care of me. Now, I know this sounds too good to be true. I vetted her, browsed her Facebook, Insta, all that. We talked on the phone, FaceTimed, and got to know each other for a few months. I told her about my life. She told me that she always knew she was a lesbian but was very afraid to tell her parents. She was still a virgin but masturbated with her fingers regularly. Things got very spicy quite a few times and she proved she could do as she was told. She has the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen. She would do anything I asked her to do without hesitation.
After 4 months of us getting to know each other, very intimately I might add, we started talking about her moving in. The parameters were she would be my "baby" and I would be her "mommy". I would continue to work, she would do things for me (not house chores, I had a housekeeper and I enjoy cooking for myself) and I would take care of her in return. She would not have to work but would need to be there any time I wanted her (and as long as she wanted it obviously, I wasn't trying to force her into anything). She agreed and was on a plane a week later. I set up a room for her. Something she balked at when she first got there. I let her know that I like my room set up in a very specific way and, while she would obviously be welcome to sleep with me every night if she wanted, that her room was a place for her stuff to go and for her to sleep if she just needed to be alone. She agreed and unpacked her things.
That night, we cooked and ate dinner together. We took separate showers because she was very nervous, knowing she was going to lose her virginity that night. When we were both ready, she met me in my bedroom. She was wearing this beautiful nightgown and I wanted to rip it off right then. I showed her the toys I owned: strapons in several sizes, clit vibrators, clit sucking toys, lubes for anal, and a few silky blindfolds. She looked at it all and I could tell she was getting wet. I brought her over to my bed and ran my hands over her body. She had the most beautiful large C cup tits I had ever seen. I kissed and sucked her nipples through the nightgown and listened to her whimper. I told her that I wouldn't ask for permission but that if anything I did made her uncomfortable to just tell me and I would stop. She agreed and I stood and took off my nightgown then pulled hers off. She stared at me and at first I thought she might have thought I was bigger than she thought. But she started to touch my tits, my arms, my belly, my thighs and she seemed mesmerized. We laid in bed and kissed for so long.
She allowed me full access to her body, never once told me no even when I could tell she was nervous. I moved from her lips to suck on her perfect pink nipples while my finger slid up and down her pussy, grazing her swollen little clit. The sounds she made were amazing. She begged me to touch her more so I happily obliged. I gently slid my middle finger into her soaking wet pussy and started to stroke as I kissed my way down her body. She was moaning and pushing closer to me. I flicked her clit with my tongue and arched her back up off the bed. I've never been so entranced by someone. I eased another finger inside her pussy and started to pay more attention to her clit. Before I knew it, she was cumming and grinding her pussy against my hand and face.