Fingered a straight girl to get her to shut up [FF] [first time lesbian]

I don’t tell this story often because of how much I sort of dislike the other person involved, but I ran into said person at the mall the other day and it was SO awkward. So I might as well get this off my chest finally, haha.

I wanna say it happened about three years ago? I was still in college but on summer break and during the last week before classes started, I was hanging out at my best friend’s place where she was having a small party. It was fun, we were all catching up and having drinks. Then *she* showed up, and my mood instantly dropped.

I don’t really know how to describe this girl. She was a friend of my friend who always looked so… tightly wound up. Sleek, pin-straight hair, bragged about the internships she had lined up after graduation, always wanted to have the last word so she’d control the conversation. Just annoying. But *most* annoying of all, was that she was always, always complaining about her boyfriend. He didn’t dress right, he was selfish, he was inconsiderate, all according to her. And whenever one of the other girls would tell her to just break up with him then, she’d go “But we’re in LOVE!” Ugh.

Ate out my in-law in the bathroom [FF] [MILF] [cunnilingus].

This happened a while ago but I still touch myself thinking about it every now and then. It was at my sister’s wedding rehearsal dinner; I already met my new brother-in-law and his family a couple times before then.

They’re a handsome family I’ll admit, but my eyes were always drawn to his (blessedly single) mother. She was in her fifties with crow’s feet, deep laugh lines, and piercingly blue eyes. She always dressed pretty conservatively but even with the layers of sweaters and jeans she had on, I could tell by the outline of her bust and hips that she had a rocking body underneath. In fact, there was this one time I was helping her prepare this huge dinner to get to know the new family. I was trying to reach for the flour on top of the fridge, but I’m a solid five feet even with shoes on. She must have heard me struggling because the next thing I knew, I felt a pair of soft, plush pillows on my back as she reached up from behind me to grab the ingredients herself, her hand resting on my hip for balance. My neck was heating up by the time I turned around; she only had a couple inches on me but her presence was huge when she smirked down at me.