For about two years now, I've been curious about making love with another woman but I've never had the nerve to actually go for it until today... I first fantasized about woman-to-woman loving two years ago when I ordered lesbian videos and little sex toys by mail, just to get my thrills, I guess. Thats what being alone can do to a woman. When I first decided I wanted to go for it, I first fantasized of woman I knew from the club or church, usually someone my. I opened my eyes to see a middle aged woman, her mouth wide open, her hand on the door knob and her eyes as wide as a rabbit caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. “My god!” she exclaimed. I suddenly realised I was not alone. I scrambled into a more seated position and thrust my cock down as far as it would go. I even started to make a move for my trousers but it was far too late for that. “S…s…sorry…” I blurted out as I watched her. She was breathing in gasps as she kept looking at me,. Her self esteem was abysmal, that much was obvious, but I could hardly blame her given the centuries of fear and loathing she’d endured, not to mention loneliness. “I do find you attractive. In fact, my body was reacting to yours last night, and I did my best to hide it from you.” “Really?” she smiled. “How come?”“I don’t know, I was nervous. I don’t have a lot of experience with women, especially not banshees. I just kinda panicked,” I said.She stared up at me with her big eyes, still slightly. I poured myself another drink and lay on the grass as the three rolled apart gasping for breath, they all grinned at me and mum brushed a lock of hair back out of her eyes,"All right darling?" Great mum" I said without thinking and the other two looked up in surprise,"Mum?" Shannon said softly, mum nodded and I cursed my stupidity."Yes" she came and sat down beside me, "Terry's my son and I don't care if you don't like it, my life was nothing until I went to live with this man, he treats me.