Bisexual Housewives

By Gabriella Vitale

This is a New and Extended version of Housewife With Housewife SEX - Over 29, 000 Words
The women in these explicit erotic stories all love having sex with their men. Yet, it isn’t enough. These same horny women all need and want sex with other women. These are their stories.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gabriella Vitale
• Release date: Apr 26, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310656453

Gabriella Vitale

About the author . . .Like her brother, Gabriella Vitale is a writer of erotic fiction. His work is hot and graphic and told as all good smut should be told.These tales are by no means True. They are fictional fantasies from a mind so lurid, no one’s off bounds. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. By no means did we intend any disrespect for the ladies engaged in lurid sex and speaking obscenely. Hopefully, those women will enjoy the naughty story written especially for them.As with Jack Vitale, Gabriella Vitale is a pseudonym for the still-young and vivacious sixty-nine year old author of smut so vile, she needs to keep her real name a secret for fear of condemnation from those still living in the dark ages.

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Bisexual Housewives

Written by Gabriella Vitale

Copyright © 2016 Gabriella Vitale

Published by Vitale Publishing

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Bisexual Housewives

Story One

Paulette’s Possession

I'm a forty-two year old married lady. As far as sex is concerned, I've seen everything, done everything, tried everything. For the sake of time and paper, I won't give you the full list of what I've done. I'm sure you already know how many things a woman can do if she's so inclined. Just take my word for it. This hot babe has done everything.

Okay! I know what you're thinking. Did she get it on with another woman? Did she eat another woman's pussy while that woman ate hers? All I can tell you honey, is that I sure did! And in case you've wondering, I love doing it, and have loved doing it ever since my first time. Although, I must admit, the first time I ate pussy, I wasn’t exactly thrilled about the idea of sex with another woman. In fact, I hated the idea.

Yeah! That’s right! Hot and horny Cindi, the lady who tried it all, wanted no part of putting her mouth between another woman’s legs. The mere idea of it sickened her to the point of throwing up. Yet, I did it anyway, not because I wanted to, but because I was forced to do it against my will. Yeah! That’s right! Another woman raped me and there wasn't a thing I could do about it.

When Paulette first came on to me, I told her to leave me alone and get lost. Not only was I happily married at the time to her step-brother, I was also very, very straight. Females having sex together simply repulsed me and I didn't want any part of being a fucking queer. Paulette however, persisted. She wouldn't take no for an answer

Because my husband was out of town on business, I was all alone when Paulette dropped by unexpectedly on a cold rainy night. She had obviously been drinking and because of that, made no bones about what she wanted from the lady alone. In the past, she had dropped small hints and innuendoes regarding sex with me. Naturally, I ignored them all. This time, she got right to the point and it was hard not to pay attention to what she was getting at,

You know something, Mrs. Cutie Pie? she said after sitting down on the couch right next to me. You sure got one hell of a nice body for such a little lady! she said, then put her arm around my shoulder. I tried moving away, but couldn’t simply because Paulette had pulled me even closer. I was terribly afraid as this much bigger woman held me very close to her big buxom body.

Paulette, please stop! I pleaded. I can't do what you want! You know that! Now, please let me go before it's too late! Paulette of course, didn't let me go. If she had, I wouldn't be writing this letter, nor would I have become a bisexual woman in pursuit of her own female conquests. What Did happen with my persistent sister-in-law was like nothing I ever expected. Please let me finish.

Before I could stop her, Paulette's hand was between my legs and gripping my cunt tightly. Oh, you're gonna do it all right, you teasing little bitch! she said with her fingers slipping under my panties for a rough touch of my surprisingly wet pussy. Despite that, I still tried to resist. I didn’t want her touching my pussy, wet or otherwise.

Ohhh, God, Paulette, no, no! Stop it! I yelled as she began to finger me, doing to me what only a man had ever done to me. You can’t! . . . I'll tell! . . . I will, Paulette! I'll tell my husband you raped me. I will, Paulette! I fucking will!

Paulette's finger fuck of me was only the beginning that first night. My sister-in-law did much before the night ended. The finger fuck was just the part I resisted. For the rest of my first female sexual encounter, I gave in willingly to Paulette and her talented tongue and fingers. But before we get to that, let me finish with the forceful part.

I fought like hell, even though I knew I couldn't stop the five foot nine inch woman from taking full advantage of me and my five foot tall body. I kicked with my tiny legs and I clawed with my short fingers. Paulette, unfortunately, was relentless in her pursuit of my body. She fought me off with one hand while penetrating my cunt with the other.

Don't fight it, you little bitch! You know you wanna do it! she yelled out, but I fought with all the strength I had inside me. There was no way another woman was gonna take me, especially by force. Yeah, I fought, but it was useless. We toppled over onto the floor with her fingers still inside me. It was then I began to tire, then, she did what made me give in.

After prying my tired legs open, Paulette's mouth joined her fingers between my legs. She started to lick me, lick me where I liked being licked by anyone. It didn't matter that she was a woman; it didn't matter because I liked being licked. I liked cumming from someone licking me.

Ohhh,aggghh, G-G-Goddd! I moaned loudly as her tongue moved swiftly beneath my panties, licking the very swollenness of my clitoris, making me so excited, I couldn't help but cum by the rapidly moving tongue of another woman.

When I finished, I just lay there on the living room floor, my body shaking and my legs still spread with my panties pulled slightly to the side. When I opened my eyes, I could see Paulette kneeling up between my opened legs. She was smiling victoriously over her conquered prey.

Y-y-y-you raped me, you know? I mumbled.

Actually, sweetie, she started, you gave in much too easily for it to be called rape. Women being raped fight a lot harder than you did, she said, then stooped over with her wet mouth touching my legs; I could feel her warm breath on my thighs as she spoke. In fact, sweet little Cindi! You didn't fight me at all! You wanted me to do it! Just like you want it again, NOW!

For the second time that night, Paulette's tongue began to lick me, began to eat me, eat me like no one had ever eaten me. And for the second time, I didn't fight it. I gave in just as easily as I did the first time, just like Paulette said I did, like she said I would. The fact is, I liked having her eating me. Another fact: I wanted to eat her too. I wanted a taste of my sister-in-law's hot lesbian pussy.

I didn't think I was gay or queer, or whatever they call it. I’d heard of women going both ways. I never thought I'd do it. Then again, I had never been eaten by a woman before either. Who knew I would like it? Who would ever think I'd want to do it to a woman myself?

After I came for a second time by Paulette's tongue, she undressed me completely, then undressed herself. At that point, I had mixed feelings. I was also lost for what to