The love of an old woman
There are many confessions of men on this site who fancy and f*** old women but no girls making this confession - why?
I am a lesbian girl aged 22 and I have never felt attraction for any men only women. Being a lesbian at Uni was great, the environment is very liberal there and girl-on-girl s** is considered cool. I used to have lots of s** at Uni with quite a large group of girls, the Lesbian Soc. was a great one to join. Bi-curious girls would come along to find out what their orientation might be and us dedicated Lesbians would offer to spend an evening with them to help in their investigations. We gave a lot of help and I think we were very helpful.
I have now left Uni and have a job and a nice little flat in London but sexual opportunities are not as great as they were during my degree years.
But all is not lost. On the same level as me there is another flat and is occupied by an 81 year old lovely lady called Molly and we have become firm friends. On many occasions one of us would ring the other to see if they were in and fancied a bit of company and in the end we made it simpler by giving each other a key. When I get home from work I have a shower and then a bite to eat and molly would often pop round and cook the meal and eat it with me. When I came out of the share I would obviously not be fully dressed but just pull on bra and pants, one night I donned suspenders and stockings because I felt sexy. When I appeared Molly just grinned and gave my bottom a little playful slap. So the stockings and suspenders became a permanent thing for us and so did the pats on the bottom. You know it just felt good and right, I had no idea if Molly was a lesbian or bi even, it just felt great.
One Saturday we had eaten our tea and were drinking some wine while watching a sad film on DVD and we both got drunk and were crying our eyes out by the end of the film. When it finished we just hugged one another and started really bawling, the tears were flowing like a waterfall and I could taste Molly's tears and enjoyed the taste of it. My bra had become soaked so I asked Molly to undo me at the back, she did and I removed it and was sitting there wearing only a pair of knickers, suspenders and stockings. We hugged some more and our hands started to explore one another, so I removed my knickers, for some reason (ha ha) they had also become very moist. Molly picked them up and smelt the crotch and then so did I, they smelt of female s** - wonderful. I undressed Molly very slowly and enjoyed every moment of it, she is a very trim lady, quite tall with very nice legs. She has small but beautifully saggy b****** and I started to suck her nipples and I could feel her responding. I kissed her belly and then opened her legs and started to lick her p****, she was by now very moist and tasted wonderful. After Molly had her first o***** I laid back on the sofa and opened my legs very wide, I was also very wet and my l**** were definitely on parade and was obviously inviting her to lick my expectant p****. Molly hesitated and told me that she had never licked out a woman before, in fact until I had just gone down on her she had never been licked out by a woman or a man. I told her that she didn't have to do it, I didn't want her to do anything she felt uncomfortable with. She told me that she really wanted to do it but was very nervous, relax I told her and drink some more wine and after 20 minutes or so she just went for it. For someone who had never done p**** licking before she was very good at it, I guess it's just a natural thing. We carried on love making for hours, my d**** collection got a good workout and my tongue was beginning to ache. By now it was about 3 in the morning so I took her hand to go to bed but before that we went into the shower room. I have a lovely big shower with plenty of room for both of us and I squatted down in front of Molly and asked her to pee over me, which with all the wine we had drunk she found very easy. I was surprised at how much she enjoyed this and when she had finished she squatted down and it was my turn to pee. This was wonderful evening/night and we have had many such since then. I love old women!