I wrote this about a topic that interests me, I am someone who has never been involved in this situation, but thinks the idea is hot.
As I look at my life and what it has become, I cannot imagine it any other way. I have lived a full life so far. It has been full of love and have had some of the most wonderful people in my life. Early on when I was in grade school my parents split and divorced. I did not know at the time, but my mother and later my father eventually told me he cheated on her, he cheated on her a lot. The divorce alone was a tragic time in my life, one that made me stronger in the long run. A few other challenging times added to my development, but overall my life was pretty good and I was happy. Looking back I can see the divorce of my parents as one of the things that shaped who I am.
My love life started in highschool where I dated a few guys. The first few were nothing of note. On my 3rd boyfriend, he took my virginity after our 18th birthdays. It was magical in my eyes and everything a girl wanted I thought. Apparently the ordeal was unsatisfying to him. We worked on our relationship but he broke it off and started dating a prettier and more adventurous girl. I struggled for a while and could not understand how I messed up. I made a vow to make sure that when I got a new boyfriend I would ensure I met all of his needs sexually, even if I did not like what he did.
I did date another guy while in highschool, he was not in school. He was older at 30 years old, my mother hated the idea but she could not stop our love. I gave him everything I had, I sucked his cock and we fucked every time he wanted. I even let him take my ass, he only fucked my ass a few times, but I was committed to ensuring his happiness so I did not loose him.
I was feeling particular horny after school one day and went to his house to surprise him with some afternoon sex. He had previously given me the code for his house and I surprised him when I caught him in a bed with a coworker of mine. Her name was Nora, he had met her while picking me up from work one night. She was not particularly prettier than me but she was still fucking my man. I yelled and got upset and she left his house upset as well. He apologized telling me how it was a one time thing, he just wanted to fuck her since he thought she was cute and when he flirted with her she flirted back. He did say I was cute too and I was thinking if I wanted to keep him as a boyfriend I needed to apologize too. We made up and I took him back. Looking back now I realized he never did say he would not cheat again. He never fucked me that night but he did ask for a blowjob. Like a good girlfriend I sucked his dick getting my first taste of pussy off of his dick from the women he fucked less than 30 minutes prior.
That night in bed I was still horny since I never orgasmed and masturbated to the thoughts of my handsome boyfriend who I loved unconditionally. The girl kept popping up in my imagery and I kept forcing her out. Her face and the unapologetic smirk she gave me as she left was the last vision I had before exploding in a powerful orgasm. I did not know it at the time but that was one of the most important things in my life that helped shape my future.
The next day at work she was overly friendly with me in front of my coworkers and our boss. Whenever she was behind their backs or out of view she glared at me and even flipped me off. I made a point to confront her in the back storeroom.
When she came in I closed the door and said, "Nora, we need to talk." I felt intimidated by her, she was 22 and wiser in the ways of the world, but still a typical girl who hated some girls for no reason. It seemed I was her current target.
She replied, "Sure bitch! What the fuck do you want?"
I did not like being called that, but for some reason my panties became a little damp, it was weird and I pressed on. I replied, "Please don't call me that. You are the one who is in the wrong here."
She said, smugly, "I don't think so bitch. I will lay down some facts, so you listen. One, your man asked me on a fuck date. He would not have done that if you were doing a good job. Two, your man called me last night and told me that you sucked my pussy juice off of his dick and never complained. That tells me you are either a closet lesbian, or a cuckquean. Either way you are at fault and your actions tell me you like it." She left the room while I stood dumbfounded at the way my confrontation worked out.
I knew I was not a lesbian, I did not particularly like the pussy taste, but it was something I did not hate. I knew what a cuckquean was and I did not think I fit into that category either, looking back I was young and dumb about that fact. I did see her a few times in front of the manager before we closed that night so nothing more was said between us.
I went home that night and called my boyfriend I was upset he had talked to her after I caught them and that he told her such intimate details. I never mentioned it and played like we were the a happy couple, which we were in my eyes. I decided I would not ever tell him about Nora and my conversation in the store room. I masturbated that night after our phone call and was not feeling it, so I just went to bed.
The next day I went to see my boyfriend after school. On the way to his house I saw Nora's car leaving his neighborhood. I had a sinking feeling in my gut she had been with him again. She never saw me because she was looking at her phone, maybe texting. My boyfriend never said anything about her and we hung out on the couch for a bit and then he got hard and told me to suck him off. I got on my knees in front of him while he sat on the couch and I sucked his dick. He tasted like Nora again. I was afraid of confrontation and I said nothing and continued sucking. I am sure now he was testing me, I knew he knew I tasted it. This was a shameful secret both of us knew and both never mentioned it out loud.
After he came in my mouth, he asked and I made him supper and we ate. I had to get home because I had a test the next day, so I left after that. I did masturbate that night and I bravely decided to not force any of Nora's images or thoughts of my boyfriend being with her out of my mind while I played with myself. The build up and orgasm that night was the best sex of my life, better then any real dick I had received so far.
I was not quiet during the masturbation and orgasm. I had not thought about it that night, but the next morning my mom mentioned, "So Kate, I could hear you had an eventful night."
I blushed and apologized to her, "Sorry mom. It won't happen again."
She put me at ease, "No, I was not saying it was wrong, I know you are a maturing woman, a girl needs that from time to time. Just pay attention, you are lucky my boyfriend left earlier because he had to travel today." Her boyfriend was a rich business owner and they were getting serious. She had told me they we were planning on getting married, but were waiting until I was out of the house so she could move in with him after the wedding.
I replied, "I will keep that in mind mom. Thanks for being understanding as always, I love you."
I dated my boyfriend another month and sadly only tasted Nora on his dick one more time. I did not ever admit to knowing he was still fucking her. Most of the time he would be cleanly showered when I went over after school. Something he never did before he started fucking her at that time of day, I even saw her driving away a few times. She looked and saw me once and smirked, she knew I knew about it. Work was the same, she was friendly and a bitch whenever we were alone. During that time my masturbation always focused on my Cuckcake Nora. Because of that I did start to wonder if I was a lesbian. Seeing her face in my mind as I masturbated always caused a powerful orgasm.
What ended the relationship was me not understanding what was going on. I decided I might be in love with Nora in some weird twisted way and I needed to see if I was a lesbian in love with her. I committed to try and come on to her, if I lost my boyfriend in the process I could live with that. I really needed to see if she was the one.
I made plans with my boyfriend on a Saturday so he would know not to have Nora over and fuck her behind my back, ensuring she would be free. I went to her house and cancelled my plans with my boyfriend though text as I walked to her door. I did not want him calling me during this time and asking me where I was.
I knocked on the door and she answered looking like she just got out of the shower, "Oh, it is you. What do you want bitch?"
I expected rejection and wanted to act nice to see if she had some of the same feelings I had tried to push down that I was feeling for her, "Nora, I was wondering if I could come in and talk, nothing bad. I just want to talk."
She said, "Ok, come in if you want. I will warn you, I will kick you out if you try anything stupid."
I replied, "I am being genuine Nora, I promise."
She brought me in and closed the door, she sat on the couch and looked at me and finally said, "Sit, you are making me nervous."
I sat and worked up the courage to speak, I had rehearsed what I was going to say but non of my planned speech came out, "Nora, I know you and Jake have been having sex. I am not mad, at least not anymore."
She asked, "So you came over to tell me you don't mind me fucking your boyfriend."
I moved closer to get my intention across and told her, "Well, that and I wanted to tell you I think you are a great woman, you know."
She caught on and said. "Oh, so you are a lesbian, or are you unsure about that?"
I replied honestly, "Nora, I want to find out, and I know you and I have a, well different relationship. The truth is I think I want you."
She smiled and said, "Well, I am not a lesbian." She paused and then continued, "But if you want, I have had sex with girls before so you can eat me out. Would you like that slut?"
I really did not want to be degraded, but I did want to follow through so I ignored her, "Yes Nora, please?"
Nora stood, and unceremoniously lowered her shorts and panties and kicked them off, she sat on the couch and leaned back opening her pussy to me. She looked at me and said, "Well, come and snack on me dummy."
Again I was not here for the humiliation, but I dropped to my knees like I did for my boyfriend so many times, before I touched her lower lips with my mouth I smelled her. Her familiar scent reminded me of my boyfriend's dick. I kissed her pussy and started eating her the way I had seen in pornos. It was not what I expected and I figured I needed a few minutes to really start to love it. I never did really love it by the time she came.
