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How I Became a lesbian. We mould kiss passionately, do 69...

Dear Joro Please post and keep me anonymous... God bless you Joro Long epistle alert!!!! They call me ebony beauty with the sexy body...Growing up, I had lots of women I mean married women who found me very attracted and wanted to explore my body, but I wanted none of that, someone whom I looked up to was also interested in me.

She was so in love with me that she gave me everything I wanted, at first I thought she just loved me as a sister and a friend (because we were related) until she made a pass at me which I refused and she apologized and promised not to repeat that move again, I was just barely llyears old then and I thank God for saying No because it would have affected me in secondary school when I went to an all girls boarding school.

Fast forward to 7 years after secondary school when I was nearly raped by an elderly woman, she locked me up in her room when she asked me to pay her a visit. she made me suck her boobs before she could let me leave her house, i was so upset, i felt mortified..I was just barely 18years old.

A year after, I relocated to another city for school, I had to live with my Aunty and her kids, her younger sister was also in the house, I never knew her sister was a bi sexual until one night we were playing and she showed me her silk pajamas which was bringing out sparks in the dark, I was so fascinated by it that I kept rubbing on the fabric to see the sparks when she told me to stop that I was turning her on by it, at first I thought she was joking so I kept at it (I was still a virgin).

She said she was going to touch me too, I jokingly said I wasn't wearing the same type of pajamas so it didn't matter, to my surprise she just moved straight to my breast part and started rubbing on my nipples, I wanted to resist her but she pleaded so I let her have her way since i was enjoying all she was doing... that was how I became a lesbian for a whole year before I allowed any man touch me... after I had my hymen broken, I hated sex with men because I was so deep into the lesbianism act and sex was so Painful.

Let me lust say I was into my cousin, we were inseparable but she was not faithful to me, she had other girlfriends and that offended me, at a point I had to move on when one of her girlfriends fell in love with me, she showed me so much love and care that I could no longer resist her, after all the one i loved was all over the place having the time of her life...

So I started a relationship with her friend which I told my cousin about, at first she was okay with it because she joined us on several occasions for a threesome until she became very jealous and hated her friend from taking me away because her friend & I became too attached that we couldn't enjoy the threesome with her, we were so into each other that we sometimes forget she was even in the room with us, we would kiss passionately, finger each other, do the 69 explore every part of our bodies, experience multiple orgasms...

My cousin stopped talking to her friend till we were done with school, then I decided to stop the act, I prayed and God helped me gradually until my lover (my cousin's friend) started visiting when I got my own place, I couldn't resist her so sometimes we ended up having mad crazy sex with multiple orgasms but i always hated myself after the act so I kept praying for God's help...

There are days I hard to watch lesbian porn to masturbate whenever she travelled back home... I even had like 3 flings with 3 different girls who wanted me so bad until date, they still disturb me telling me how much they love me but I tell them I'm no longer into that act again, I now enjoy sex with my boyfriend though i struggle sometimes because it is nothing compared to what i experienced with my lover because that was mind blowing, different and satisfying but it is not God's will for me. I am not perfect, I'm just a work in progress.

Sometimes I masturbate when the urge kicks in and I can't reach my boyfriend... I always feel horrible after the act but that's a sign of the Holy Spirit convicting me... so I know it will all end in praise because I visited my supposed lover few weeks ago when we happened to be in the same city, we were alone in the room for over 2 hours and nothing happened at all.. I left her surprised but I thank God that He has already started working in me to change me.

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