My friend Soledad confessed her lesbian awakening to me
On Saturday, Soledad arrived at the house just after midday. She took off her jacket, accepted the coffee Amparo offered her and, before settling onto the sofa with us, took a deep breath like someone preparing to jump into the void.
—I don’t even know where to begin —she said—. Everything is much more complicated than it seems.
Amparo put a hand on her knee. I poured her a little more coffee. We told her to start at the beginning, that we weren’t children anymore and that among the three of us we could talk about anything, however hard or bitter it might be.
—First of all I have to tell you something about my private life —she began—. Something that happened after I was widowed, when I was still sinking into grief.
She looked at us for a moment and went on.
—You know as well as everyone in the village that my daughter Nuria is a lesbian. She never hid it; ever since she was young she brought her girlfriends home, even while my husband was alive, which he was damned if he found amusing. But he had no choice but to accept it.
—I know —I said—. And you have no idea how envious I was that she dared to. At her age, I didn’t dare do anything.
Soledad gave a sad smile and kept talking, her gaze fixed on the cup.
—When my husband died, I took it terribly badly. I cried myself to pieces. Luckily, Nuria and her partner spent a lot of time with me. They hugged me, stroked me, covered me with kisses, the two of them, to cheer me up. And little by little they were managing it.
—One night Nuria and I were alone, watching TV before bed. She had me in her arms, and I was curled up against her chest with my eyes closed, letting her do as she liked because I felt better that way. She stroked my face, kissed my forehead. And suddenly, without knowing how, she kissed me on the mouth. She sought my tongue with hers and I kissed her back. I let myself go.
She paused. Amparo and I said nothing.
—She slipped her hand under my nightdress and grabbed one whole breast, without hesitation. She squeezed my nipple between her fingers, pinched it, twisted it slowly until it stood hard as a stone. It had been years since that had happened to me, girls, years. And I put my hand under her T-shirt too, found her small, firm breasts and squeezed them. She licked my neck, bit my earlobe, whispering, “Mom, you’re so sexy, Mom, let me.” And that “mom” in that husky voice, instead of stopping me, made my pussy soak wet. She got on her knees on the sofa, opened my legs and put her face between my thighs over my panties. She smelled me, licked me through the fabric, and my knickers were soaked through. She yanked them down and plunged her tongue into my pussy without warning. She licked my lips, sucked my clit, pushed her tongue inside me. I grabbed her hair and pressed her face against my pussy, dying of shame and pleasure at the same time. She made me come like that, in her mouth, biting my hand so I wouldn’t scream. We both ended up naked, tangled in caresses and licking, until I had a moment of clarity. I pulled away from her.
—I told her, “Nuria, you’ve gone crazy, I’m your mother, we can’t go on with this, please leave me alone.” And she, perfectly calm, with my own juices still gleaming on her chin, answered that she wasn’t crazy or sick, that she only wanted to help me wake up feelings that had fallen asleep, to forget the sadness, to smile again.
—“Dad isn’t coming back” —she told me—. “You’re still young, you can’t live bitter for the rest of your life. You’re a beautiful, desirable woman, you’ve got a body many of us would kill for, and I’m not telling you that as your daughter, but as another woman who got her pussy hard eating you out.” I didn’t know where to put myself.
Soledad finally lifted her eyes.
—I asked for time. I told her I had liked it, that it was true, that I had come like a bitch in her mouth, but that all of a sudden I couldn’t do that with a woman, and much less with her. Nuria understood. She explained to me that women fuck differently, more calmly and with more tongue, that if I decided to try it seriously I’d be glad, and that it wouldn’t make me some freak. We each went to our own bed.
—But that night I didn’t sleep a wink. I relived the kiss over and over, my daughter’s tongue inside my pussy, how I had given myself to her, how wet she had made me. I hadn’t felt anything like that in years. Just remembering it I got wet again, and I started touching myself in the dark like a teenager discovering her body. I slid two fingers into myself, pulled them out dripping, licked my own taste like it was hers. I rubbed my clit in circles, pressing hard, imagining it was her tongue again. I came twice in a row, biting the pillow. I fell asleep smiling, with my fingers still inside me.
***
—The days went by —she continued—, and on the outside everything was normal. But something had changed in me. I looked at Nuria differently. I no longer saw my daughter, but a young, pretty woman, petite and well proportioned. I imagined eating her pussy, sucking her tits, and alone in my room I masturbated thinking about that, with orgasms like I’d never had in my life.
Amparo shot me a sidelong glance. Soledad didn’t even notice; she was in full flow.
—One weekend her partner came over, the one who works in Barcelona. Her name is Bianca, she’s Brazilian, in her thirties, an impressive woman, with huge tits and very white skin, with dark nipples that showed under everything she wore. After dinner, Nuria suggested we change so we could watch a film more comfortably. I put on my usual nightdress, opaque, with nothing underneath. The two of them came out in very thin, almost transparent outfits that hid nothing: you could see their nipples, the shadow of pubic hair, their perky asses beneath the fabric. Seeing them sent a shiver through me from head to toe and I felt my cunt soak through in an instant.
What’s happening to me?, she wondered then, and she told us now with her cheeks flushed.
—I pretended I was watching TV, but I never stopped watching them out of the corner of my eye. They were doing their own thing, kissing with tongues, groping each other without shame, as if I weren’t there. Bianca pulled one of Nuria’s breasts out of her bra and started sucking it, milking the nipple hard while my daughter threw her head back and moaned. Then Nuria pulled Bianca’s panties down on the chaise longue, opened her legs and buried her face in her cunt. Girls, she ate her out with hungry licks, and Bianca held her head and whispered things in Portuguese that I only half understood, but you could tell what she was asking for: “assim, mais fundo, chupa aí.” They changed positions, went scissor-style, rubbing cunt against cunt, both of them wet, bumping hips against each other.
—I couldn’t take it anymore. I started touching myself over my nightdress, then I took it off completely. I opened my legs on the sofa and caressed myself while looking at them without hiding it. I sucked two fingers and slid them into my cunt, pulling them out and pushing them back in to the rhythm of theirs, with my other hand rubbing my clit. My sighs turned into gasps, and then they noticed me. Bianca stood up and came toward me, completely naked, her huge tits swaying and her cunt shining with saliva and slick, swaying slowly.
—She told me, “Soledad, join in, let yourself go, you’ll discover a wonderful world and you won’t regret it. Don’t see your daughter, see another woman who wants to make you come like you’ve never come before.” And I told her yes, that I wanted it badly, that my cunt was burning, that I didn’t know how to do it and that they should teach me. That I was giving myself to them body and soul.
Soledad lowered her voice, but she was no longer holding back.
—They carried me to my bedroom in their arms. They laid me on the bed and both of them piled on top of me. Bianca put a huge breast in my mouth and I sucked it like a baby, licking that dark, thick nipple until it went hard. Nuria slid down and settled between my legs. She opened my cunt with two fingers and started eating me slowly, with no rush at all, licking me from bottom to top, from my asshole to my clit, on a long journey that drove me mad. Bianca sat astride my face and, by instinct, I stuck out my tongue and licked a pussy for the first time in my life. It tasted strong, salty, delicious. I went in deep, sucked her the way they were sucking me, and she writhed and pressed my face against her flesh. I came in my daughter’s mouth, screaming with Bianca’s cunt crushed against my mouth, and I didn’t stop there. They changed my position, put me on all fours and Bianca took a harness with a rubber cock, thick and long, out of a bag and fastened it around her waist. I stared at it wide-eyed. She put it into me slowly, first a little, then all the way, and she drove it into my guts while Nuria slid under me and sucked my clit and my hanging tits. They fucked me in turns, switching the harness, giving it to me front and back, playing with my ass with tongue and fingers until I opened up there too. I don’t remember how many times I came. I only know that I ended up covered in saliva, sweat and slick, with my legs trembling, and that I had never enjoyed sex so much in my life. Since that day, when Bianca is in Barcelona, Nuria sleeps with me and we fuck completely naturally. I’ve discovered a world I never even imagined in my dreams.
***
—Now I look at women differently —she said, and her voice cracked a little—. I get turned on by a lot of them. My eyes go to the neckline, the ass, the mouth. That’s why I think I’m bisexual. I still look at men, but I doubt I’ll ever spread my legs for one again. And I don’t miss my husband like I used to anymore. I remember him, yes, but it doesn’t hurt the same.
She fell silent for a long moment. I sensed what was coming, because I had known her for half my life.
—And that’s why I’ve come to talk to you —she finally blurted out—. Reme, I think I’m in love with your aunt. I’ve stopped seeing her as my soul mate. Now I see a gorgeous woman, with an amazing body, with breasts that make my mouth water just thinking about them, who has captivated me since we were young. I always felt something strange around her, especially when we tried on clothes alone, in Italy or here in the village, when I saw her in panties and a bra and didn’t know why my mouth went dry. Now I know it for sure: I desire her. I want to eat her pussy until she can’t take any more, make love to her with tongue and fingers, spend the rest of my days with her.
She swallowed and looked at both of us.
—I know how much your aunt trusts you, Reme, and I know what the two of you have suffered and overcome together. That’s why I wanted to put all my cards on the table, in person, so you’d understand me. I’m ready for whatever it takes, no shame. I want her to be my partner, to pull her out of the hole she’s in. I’m asking you to help me get her.
Amparo set her cup down on the table and took the floor.
—Soledad, I know what it’s like to lose the only man you ever loved, the one you gave yourself to when you were young in order to build a family. Life hits hard, and in a small village a woman is judged for everything. But it’s also true that, with the right people beside you, you discover there’s another world, the world of fucking and loving another woman. You’ve just discovered it, just as your daughter foretold with that first kiss and that first tongue between your legs.
—I was lucky enough to have Reme come into my life —she continued—. And then with my niece Elena the same thing happened to me that happened to you with your daughter: I stopped seeing her as my niece and learned to love her as a woman, to eat her pussy and let her eat mine. You know very well what we suffered for it in the village. It took Reme years of depression to be rejected and singled out. My own family disowned me too, except for my children. But we moved on, and today we are two happy women who proclaim our love loud and proud.
—Sex has no taboos —Amparo added—. Anything goes as long as it’s consensual. Sucking, fucking with a harness, fingers, licking asses, whatever. And you’ll have all the help we can humbly give you. Reme knows how to handle these things better than anyone. If she can’t make it happen, no one can.
—My love, you’re putting me on a pedestal —I said—. I don’t have magic wands, but I’ve got more than enough desire to help. And since this is about my aunt, I swear to you, Soledad, I’ll do everything in my power.
—Thank you, Amparo, for opening up to me like this —Soledad replied, her eyes wet—. You can’t imagine what it means. I still had doubts about whether what my daughter did was right or wrong, and you’ve just cleared them all up completely. And thank you too, Reme, for your understanding.
***
—By the way, one more thing —I said, and looked at Amparo for complicity—. We’re still very active despite our age. Every now and then we meet up with other couples, no drama, just to fuck and enjoy ourselves. No feelings or messy stuff to throw us off balance. We make that clear with everyone, and truth be told it works wonderfully. Pussy gets eaten, tits get sucked, and everyone goes home happy.
—I really don’t know what to say —Soledad murmured—. I’m so surprised it’s no wonder seeing you so close and so happy.
—Soledad, I’ve taken a radical turn —Amparo cut in—. My life now has nothing to do with what it was before. Since I’ve been living with Reme I’m so fulfilled, so thoroughly fucked inside and out, that after everything we’ve suffered I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
—Thank you, my love —I said, and kissed her temple—. You’re the greatest and the most beautiful, and that’s why I love you so much.
Soledad watched us with a mix of healthy envy and desire, and I saw her discreetly clench her thighs beneath her skirt.
—You make it seem so easy... —she said.
—It is, if you accept it naturally —I answered—. Look, don’t go back to the village this afternoon. I’ll call another couple of friends to come for dinner and you’ll see it with your own eyes. And if you’re up for it, you might even take part in whatever comes up.
—It scares me a little and I’m embarrassed —she confessed—, but the truth is I’d really like that. My pussy is already awake after telling you all this.
—Then I’ll call Bárbara and Rosa, see if they’re free —I said, already getting up to fetch the phone.
Bárbara happily agreed after checking with Rosa, and we arranged to meet at nine at the house. Soledad stayed. What happened that night, however, will have to wait for another time.
To be continued.