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SEARCHING FOR MY AUNT (A Lesbian Tale)
Her name was Anita and she had worked at the Veteran’s Hospital in Pittsburgh. I was 15 years old when she died of brain cancer at 40. I never met her. I remember going to the funeral with my mother who was a year older than Anita. Anita was my aunt.
She never married and in those days you were called an « old maid » or a « spinster ». Mother never mentioned her. I don’t know why but I wanted to find out about Anita. When I finished university, I was 22 and took a year off. My stepfather thought I needed a break and he needed expenses for his company. I was hired…to do nothing.
I headed for Pittsburgh and to the Veteran’s Hospital. I won’t bore you with all my research, but I found the book people signed at the funeral (the funeral home had a habit of keeping them when the family didn’t). I had names. I found addresses. I made calls. This was way before the Internet. I made up a list of her colleagues who had attended the funeral. Some had moved away; the older ones were in homes or had passed away. I ended up with 7 names and addresses of women who had worked with Anita and still lived in Pittsburgh.
I was lucky in that the first call I made was to the person who had been Anita’s best friend. It was Debbie. Debbie was still working at the hospital and was in her early 50s. She invited me for lunch on her day off. We hugged each other. Debbie was genuinely happy to see me although it brought back memories and she cried a few times during our lunch. She was an attractive mature woman with nice curly blonde hair, heavy-set but not fat, a glorious smile and a generous person who told me a lot about Anita.
“We were lovers”, she told me right away, “I hope that doesn’t shock you”. One must remember that this conversation was taking place close to 30 years ago and the majority of people didn’t accept the concept of two women in love. I told her I suspected that Anita was a lesbian and , to calm her shyness, I admitted to her that I was also a lesbian. The conversation turned around completely and Debbie was very open not only with their relationship but with the other lesbians who were part of Anita’s circle of friends.
“The ones you saw at the funeral were part of our group”, she said.
“We visited one another and often had parties in a house which was quite far from town and very quiet and discreet’, she continued.
My request to meet the other lesbians in the group was accepted right away. I realized that these ladies were now in their early 50s and I was in my early 20s but I didn’t think that would be a problem. I was already in love with Debbie !
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The bell rang in the apartment and Debbie buzzed in our visitors. I had been staying with Debbie for three days and she managed to get a dinner together with Louise, a black nurse, and Roberta, a slightly younger nurse who had known Anita only during a few months.
There was plenty of wine and that got people relaxed and telling stories about Anita. The language loosened up and we turned into four lesbians telling dirty stories.
Debbie told us about the time she and Anita were in the middle of their shift but, for some reason, were horny as hell. There was no place to go. Then they remembered a young female doctor who was also a lesbian. They asked to borrow her office for 30 minutes. She knew what was happening and gladly accepted.
“We got in there, pulled the blinds down and locked the door. We took off our panties and got into a 69 on the big couch”, recounted Debbie. “We had to pull up our skirts, and push and pull and finally we reached each other’s muffin’”, she continued bringing roars of laughter from everyone.
‘I bet you had quite a feast’, said Louise
“Did we ever. You girls know that Anita was a great sucker. When she had tasted everything else, she took your clit between her lips and started sucking on it like it was a straw”, laughed Debbie.
My panties were getting wet as I was listening to all their stories. We moved to the sitting room with a small glass of Grand Marnier. Louise pulled me over, so I sat on her lap. Debbie wasn’t jealous as she had Roberta’s lovely ass on her thighs. She started kissing after putting our glass on the round table. I looked more like Anita, tall, slim, dark skinned, than my mother. I think the women were attracted to me even more than just a young dyke. Louise had hefty boobs which came out of her sweater immediately. I unbutton my blouse and Louise unsnapped my bra to suck on my small pointy tits. Debbie and Roberta had separated to undress and were grappling on the floor. Two plump sexpots going after each other’s hairy cunt. These mature women had eaten cunt since they were teenagers and knew how to do it. Louise dragged me to the floor, and we struggled a bit to see who was butch. I let her win and opened my legs as far as they would go so she could slide her wide hips between them. Although we had just started petting, we were dripping wet and our two mops, hers black and mine yellow, made a scratching noise as they rubbed together. Debbie and Roberta were coming in each other’s face and mouth. My clit didn’t resist very long against Louise’s large black cone. I instantly became her bitch and we squirted inside each other’s open cunt hole.
It took a good 20 minutes before we could get back to talking to each other. The women admitted I added some new spunk to their weekly sex meetings. Before she left, Roberta insisted on pissing with me and I was glad to oblige. Debbie and I had not done that even though I stayed with her, both of us a little scared to put off the other. Big Roberta and skinny me went at mutual spraying with gusto under the watchful eyes of the other two dykes.
Debbie had a very small apartment and it was decided that I should crash at Louise’s place which was much bigger. Before I left, I was given half a dozen copies of a good photograph of Anita (naked of course with cunt showing). I told the girls I would tuck one away to keep preciously and may use some of the others to “pay homage”. Before we left Debbie’s place, we promised to see each other before I went back home and all three women gave me their wet panties and I gave mine to Debbie who had put me up for two nights.
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Louise and I got along real fine. She married early and divorced early. She bought her parent’s house when they moved to a home. She had two full floors to herself. She painted and used most of the second floor as a studio. I love art and we just bonded in every way. Louise worked only part time since she planned to retire early. She told me stories Debbie was too shy to do. Girls with no c***dren generally took the night shift.
“It was dyke land, sweetie”, laughed Louise
One would expect only men in a veteran’s hospital, but I had forgotten that many women went overseas with the armed forces. They were the Women’s Auxiliary Corps (W.A.C). Although they weren’t part of the Army, many could receive free medical help at the Veteran’s Hospital.
“Most of these ladies, some were quite elderly, were lesbo and they were all trying to get into each other panties”, recalled Louise
“Anita and I would spend most of the night wheeling beds around so these gals could slip into bed with one another and fuck each other silly”, continued Louise
I was trying to imagine the scene and my panties were soaking. Of course, they were also fighting over the young nurses.
“I had more orgasms in those hospital rooms than I had at home”, said Louise
Louise was quite feminine, but she was also a hot butch. She fucked me into the mattress every night. She also introduced me to asslicking which I hadn’t really tried yet. We would go back and forth rimming each other until we had come twice. On the Saturday, she had three other ladies who had worked with Anita. After talking to all of them, I figured that Anita was probably the most active of the lesbian group and certainly extremely popular.
“She was a beautiful girl with the same light-dark skin you have”, said one lady
“I think we have some Spanish blood in the family”, I replied
“That doesn’t surprise me because Anita was hot and when she wanted a girl, even if that girl was with someone else, she went for her”, laughed another
“There were lesbian groups in every department and a lot of rivalry between the departments”, Louise added.
‘The cafeteria was the scene of many brawls between a dozen or so lesbians”, recalled Louise.
“Anita was never very far from the middle of the pile-up”, she continued
‘Do you suck as well as your aunt did ?”, asked one lady
“Why don’t you get your panties off and open those legs and I will do my best”, I said as my panties were soaking.
All three women were on the wide couch with feet on the edge and legs open while I ate each of them, going from one to another and back again. To encourage me, Louise was licking my ass and following me as I moved. I must admit I satisfied all three. As I lay on the floor to catch my breath, the ladies jumped me, and four mouths sucked everything I had available to suck.
I added to my collection of wet panties before the trio returned home.
A few days later I packed up, said goodbye to Louise and Debbie, and promised to keep in touch.
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Life continued and I never went back to Pittsburgh. It was 30 years ago, and I am the same age these ladies were when I visited. Most and maybe all of them are gone by now. When I feel horny and don’t want to go to the dyke club, I take out the old panties and Anita’s picture and give myself a good clit-rubbing. My aunt still turns me on.
THE END
Her name was Anita and she had worked at the Veteran’s Hospital in Pittsburgh. I was 15 years old when she died of brain cancer at 40. I never met her. I remember going to the funeral with my mother who was a year older than Anita. Anita was my aunt.
She never married and in those days you were called an « old maid » or a « spinster ». Mother never mentioned her. I don’t know why but I wanted to find out about Anita. When I finished university, I was 22 and took a year off. My stepfather thought I needed a break and he needed expenses for his company. I was hired…to do nothing.
I headed for Pittsburgh and to the Veteran’s Hospital. I won’t bore you with all my research, but I found the book people signed at the funeral (the funeral home had a habit of keeping them when the family didn’t). I had names. I found addresses. I made calls. This was way before the Internet. I made up a list of her colleagues who had attended the funeral. Some had moved away; the older ones were in homes or had passed away. I ended up with 7 names and addresses of women who had worked with Anita and still lived in Pittsburgh.
I was lucky in that the first call I made was to the person who had been Anita’s best friend. It was Debbie. Debbie was still working at the hospital and was in her early 50s. She invited me for lunch on her day off. We hugged each other. Debbie was genuinely happy to see me although it brought back memories and she cried a few times during our lunch. She was an attractive mature woman with nice curly blonde hair, heavy-set but not fat, a glorious smile and a generous person who told me a lot about Anita.
“We were lovers”, she told me right away, “I hope that doesn’t shock you”. One must remember that this conversation was taking place close to 30 years ago and the majority of people didn’t accept the concept of two women in love. I told her I suspected that Anita was a lesbian and , to calm her shyness, I admitted to her that I was also a lesbian. The conversation turned around completely and Debbie was very open not only with their relationship but with the other lesbians who were part of Anita’s circle of friends.
“The ones you saw at the funeral were part of our group”, she said.
“We visited one another and often had parties in a house which was quite far from town and very quiet and discreet’, she continued.
My request to meet the other lesbians in the group was accepted right away. I realized that these ladies were now in their early 50s and I was in my early 20s but I didn’t think that would be a problem. I was already in love with Debbie !
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The bell rang in the apartment and Debbie buzzed in our visitors. I had been staying with Debbie for three days and she managed to get a dinner together with Louise, a black nurse, and Roberta, a slightly younger nurse who had known Anita only during a few months.
There was plenty of wine and that got people relaxed and telling stories about Anita. The language loosened up and we turned into four lesbians telling dirty stories.
Debbie told us about the time she and Anita were in the middle of their shift but, for some reason, were horny as hell. There was no place to go. Then they remembered a young female doctor who was also a lesbian. They asked to borrow her office for 30 minutes. She knew what was happening and gladly accepted.
“We got in there, pulled the blinds down and locked the door. We took off our panties and got into a 69 on the big couch”, recounted Debbie. “We had to pull up our skirts, and push and pull and finally we reached each other’s muffin’”, she continued bringing roars of laughter from everyone.
‘I bet you had quite a feast’, said Louise
“Did we ever. You girls know that Anita was a great sucker. When she had tasted everything else, she took your clit between her lips and started sucking on it like it was a straw”, laughed Debbie.
My panties were getting wet as I was listening to all their stories. We moved to the sitting room with a small glass of Grand Marnier. Louise pulled me over, so I sat on her lap. Debbie wasn’t jealous as she had Roberta’s lovely ass on her thighs. She started kissing after putting our glass on the round table. I looked more like Anita, tall, slim, dark skinned, than my mother. I think the women were attracted to me even more than just a young dyke. Louise had hefty boobs which came out of her sweater immediately. I unbutton my blouse and Louise unsnapped my bra to suck on my small pointy tits. Debbie and Roberta had separated to undress and were grappling on the floor. Two plump sexpots going after each other’s hairy cunt. These mature women had eaten cunt since they were teenagers and knew how to do it. Louise dragged me to the floor, and we struggled a bit to see who was butch. I let her win and opened my legs as far as they would go so she could slide her wide hips between them. Although we had just started petting, we were dripping wet and our two mops, hers black and mine yellow, made a scratching noise as they rubbed together. Debbie and Roberta were coming in each other’s face and mouth. My clit didn’t resist very long against Louise’s large black cone. I instantly became her bitch and we squirted inside each other’s open cunt hole.
It took a good 20 minutes before we could get back to talking to each other. The women admitted I added some new spunk to their weekly sex meetings. Before she left, Roberta insisted on pissing with me and I was glad to oblige. Debbie and I had not done that even though I stayed with her, both of us a little scared to put off the other. Big Roberta and skinny me went at mutual spraying with gusto under the watchful eyes of the other two dykes.
Debbie had a very small apartment and it was decided that I should crash at Louise’s place which was much bigger. Before I left, I was given half a dozen copies of a good photograph of Anita (naked of course with cunt showing). I told the girls I would tuck one away to keep preciously and may use some of the others to “pay homage”. Before we left Debbie’s place, we promised to see each other before I went back home and all three women gave me their wet panties and I gave mine to Debbie who had put me up for two nights.
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Louise and I got along real fine. She married early and divorced early. She bought her parent’s house when they moved to a home. She had two full floors to herself. She painted and used most of the second floor as a studio. I love art and we just bonded in every way. Louise worked only part time since she planned to retire early. She told me stories Debbie was too shy to do. Girls with no c***dren generally took the night shift.
“It was dyke land, sweetie”, laughed Louise
One would expect only men in a veteran’s hospital, but I had forgotten that many women went overseas with the armed forces. They were the Women’s Auxiliary Corps (W.A.C). Although they weren’t part of the Army, many could receive free medical help at the Veteran’s Hospital.
“Most of these ladies, some were quite elderly, were lesbo and they were all trying to get into each other panties”, recalled Louise
“Anita and I would spend most of the night wheeling beds around so these gals could slip into bed with one another and fuck each other silly”, continued Louise
I was trying to imagine the scene and my panties were soaking. Of course, they were also fighting over the young nurses.
“I had more orgasms in those hospital rooms than I had at home”, said Louise
Louise was quite feminine, but she was also a hot butch. She fucked me into the mattress every night. She also introduced me to asslicking which I hadn’t really tried yet. We would go back and forth rimming each other until we had come twice. On the Saturday, she had three other ladies who had worked with Anita. After talking to all of them, I figured that Anita was probably the most active of the lesbian group and certainly extremely popular.
“She was a beautiful girl with the same light-dark skin you have”, said one lady
“I think we have some Spanish blood in the family”, I replied
“That doesn’t surprise me because Anita was hot and when she wanted a girl, even if that girl was with someone else, she went for her”, laughed another
“There were lesbian groups in every department and a lot of rivalry between the departments”, Louise added.
‘The cafeteria was the scene of many brawls between a dozen or so lesbians”, recalled Louise.
“Anita was never very far from the middle of the pile-up”, she continued
‘Do you suck as well as your aunt did ?”, asked one lady
“Why don’t you get your panties off and open those legs and I will do my best”, I said as my panties were soaking.
All three women were on the wide couch with feet on the edge and legs open while I ate each of them, going from one to another and back again. To encourage me, Louise was licking my ass and following me as I moved. I must admit I satisfied all three. As I lay on the floor to catch my breath, the ladies jumped me, and four mouths sucked everything I had available to suck.
I added to my collection of wet panties before the trio returned home.
A few days later I packed up, said goodbye to Louise and Debbie, and promised to keep in touch.
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Life continued and I never went back to Pittsburgh. It was 30 years ago, and I am the same age these ladies were when I visited. Most and maybe all of them are gone by now. When I feel horny and don’t want to go to the dyke club, I take out the old panties and Anita’s picture and give myself a good clit-rubbing. My aunt still turns me on.
THE END
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