Confessions of a Lecherous Woman

By Candice Christian

Angela always wanted to be older. When she was a girl, she fantasized about it, formed an idea in her mind how her life would be when she got older. From 18 years old and beyond, she tried everything there was to do that involved lesbians, and lesbian love.
When she was in her late thirties, Angela found herself hopelessly addicted to young teenaged girls, and most of them found the attention the attractive mature woman bestowed on them quite alluring. Angela took pains to groom them and school them in the advantages of woman and girl love.
Now in her forties, she was well-known for her penchant for girls, and she was often times offered the comfort of youthful females from other lesbians in exchange for favors or even fetishes. As a result, Angela's bed was rarely empty or quiet.
Approaching her fifties, she comes to grips with her past. During a close friend's birthday celebration, that included lots of arousing lesbian action, she gets to know a young woman named Amanda. Amanda offers to arrange a meeting for Angela with a young girlfriend of hers.
The discussion becomes quite sexually charged and during the conversation Amanda drops a bomb on Angela and the rest of the birthday well-wishers. Stunned by the girls revelation, Angela now faced with a decision to determine if maybe she has gone too far with her endless quest for young female flesh or just move on.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tenth Muse
• Release date: Oct 10, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005457211

Candice Christian

Candice was born in Paris KY on 9 January 1988. Her parents, George Bertrand Christian, an attorney who once aspired to be an actor, and Frances Hollowell insisted that Candice and her sister Simone, be sent to a Catholic school. Candice was deeply religious as a child, at one point thought of becoming a nun.

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Confessions

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Candice Christian

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Acknowledgments

Nina Hartley

Chapter One

Growing up in rural Connecticut was the picture of suburban living. Tree lined streets, manicured lawns, people would drive up from the south just to see the fall colors of our trees and road crews plow the snow to keep the roads open during the winter.

Some of my family's neighbors would actually close up their homes and spend the winter in Florida. I was four years younger than my sister and had dark hair. I was a pretty happy child. It was a safe neighborhood and children were free to roam the neighborhood when the weather was good.

The children played in the streets from the spring until early fall. I would be out there until my mother would call out Angela, supper time!

I knew when my older sister reached puberty and I listened to our mother telling her about what her period was and showing her how to put on a Kotex and insert a Tampon. I was fascinated by her underwear; they were prettier than mine. When she started having periods her panties would get spotted with blood. She ruined a lot of panties by staining the crotch so much. I would fish out her and mother's panties and inspect the crotch and that just confirmed I so wanted to speed up the clock and enter into puberty. The fascination with panties was even carried over to school.

I enjoyed school and went out of my way to please my teachers. I was unfortunate enough to be near sighted and had to wear glasses. Children at that age assume anyone that wears glasses is a nerd. That is a term that demeans someone that is so smart that their grades boost the curve up so high that fewer of them can earn A's. I hated to be called a nerd or geek. I sometimes deliberately made errors in tests so that my grade would not draw too much attention.

One of the school rules was that any child that had to go to the bathroom during the class time had to go by twos. One of the girls I used to go to the bathroom with had pretty underwear and we could check each other's panties out.

We were in the fourth grade and 9-years old when a teacher caught us in the bathroom checking out each other's panties. Our teacher was a 54-year old woman named Mrs. Davis. She demanded to know why we were looking at each other's private parts.

I quickly responded, No we weren't. We were just looking at each other's underwear!