I confess I haven't had sex with my bf in almost a month. I'm drinking some crown and coke and smoking marijuana with him. He is under the assumption we will be fucking tonight. How do I tell him I'm a lesbian?

The Freudian Slip
An erotic, mostly true story (names omitted) of finding the love of my life.

It was my first marriage, but she already had a child when she was a teen. I met her when I was 35, she was 33 and her daughter was 18. She dedicated her life to her daughter and finally when her daughter turned 18, she decided it was time to slow down and find someone special. The honeymoon didn’t last that long in our marriage. I was always ‘too sexual’ for her, always ‘groping her inappropriately’. The final straw was when I found some emails and a text message about how she liked sucking on his dick before he stuck it in her ass. I was a broken man for a long time. I invested myself into my ex-wife 1000%. Her daughter was very beautiful, and I never even once hit on her, or made any moves.
After much therapy, I came out the other end ok. It’s been 15 years and I’m 50 years old now. Sometimes I’ll have anxiety, so I’ll go through my insurance and find a therapist or counselor. My insurance recommended a woman and I called to make an appointment. It took about a week, but the day came and I went to her office and low and behold it was my ex’s daughter (step daughter). She was a bit shocked to see me. She said she saw my name but she was sure it was someone else. She had beautiful long brown hair, nice hourglass figure, brown eyes and soft supple breasts seemingly not strapped in by a bra. She blushed, she knew I was looking.
“It’s been a long long time, dad. What have you been up to? What do you want to talk about today?”
“Well I don’t know how this works, perhaps this is a conflict of interest – because sometimes I think I have PTSD because of what happened between you and your mother. I’ve been ok I guess. Well obviously not perfect, because I’m here…”
“Oh, tell me more…” She said, looking me in the eyes. I shied away, looking down at the floor.
“Don’t be nervous, you can tell me anything.”
“I’ve never been married since your mother left me, I just didn’t want to be hurt again. I feel my life is just bland but I also don’t want to go through the physical and mental pain again.”
“Physical pain?” she asked.
“Depression, when I’m depressed my body aches horribly.”
“Understandable. So I’ll be honest with you, when I moved out and after she did that to you I broke contact with her,” she said still looking at me in the eyes, she smiled, “she ruined her own life to be honest, and she did her best to ruin yours too.”
I looked at her confused, “what do you mean she ruined her life?”
“Take a deep breath, dad.” She laughed, “Can I call you that?”
“Yes, of course. You never got to know your own biological father, so of course you can call me dad.”
“Good, we’re on a Freudian path” she laughed, then continued, “Dad listen, the guy she left you for had her hooked on some bad things. I was away at school and she was smoking meth and crack. The last time I saw her she was at a clinic and had track marks all up and down her legs from heroin usage. You dodged a bullet. She’s tested positive for HIV, and a bunch of STDs – probably from whoring herself out to get drugs. So I couldn’t handle being around her anymore so I cut ties with her. And I found it awful that she did that to you. You were always so nice to her, to me. You expressed your love in so many ways and she shit all over you. I looked up to you, always thinking that when I find a guy or girl that I’d want someone like you. Hell, when my mom met you I had a major crush on you. In a lot of ways I wish you would have kept in contact but I do understand the emotional trauma of what she did pushed you away. I did kind of stalk you, you’re pretty easy to find on Google, so I kept track of you but kept my distance because I didn’t want to remind you of the trauma mom had caused you and me too.”
I didn’t know what to say, it was a lot to take in.
“I just don’t know what to say, that’s horrible what happened to her,” I said, feeling a little bit of peace that the bitch was getting dragged through the sewer like the cunt she was.
She put a hand on mine, “It’s ok dad. You probably feel a lot of rage and anger and that’s why you’re here.”
I looked into her eyes and I melted. She absolutely was putting on the moves.
“Tell you what,” she said, “My last appointment is at 7:30 PM, so why don’t we catch up over some coffee? You’re a coffee drinker, right?”
“Uh, yeah absolutely.”
So I made plans to meet her after she got off at a well-known coffee shop (Starbucks). I was a bit worried that I was taking her kindness wrong, that I was mistaking it for being interested in me.
I got her cell number and left.
On my way to Starbucks she texted me, “What kind of coffee do you want? Already here – I got this round!”
So I texted her I just wanted the house coffee with cream and sugar.
She was sitting at a table with her laptop and I approached her and sat down.
She looked up and smiled, and then gestured around her, “look at all of these nosey people who can’t mind their own business when an attractive looking man sits down near a younger professional female. That’s human psychology, always judging, always making shit up in people’s heads.”
I laughed, “well, they have dirty minds then – forget them. How have you been all these years? You look absolutely stunning, and I’m not saying that out of turn – just letting you know you’ve grown into a very fine woman!”
She blushed, “And how does that line go…” she thought for a second, “you sir, have aged like a fine wine.”
I laughed, “you’re totally hitting on me.”
“I’ve got daddy issues, daddy. Seriously, my mother doesn’t know who she lost. I’ll be honest, I’d take pictures of you and masturbate to them, I had such a huge crush on you. You’d get my panties soaked just by giving me a hug, and well – just being around me, can confirm, you still do.”
My anxiety started to kick in, “is this a joke?”
“Absolutely not. I was so jealous of my mother, I wanted you so bad.”
My dick was getting hard.
“Yeah but you probably have someone special now, and I don’t want you to be unfaithful to them.”
“No, I’ve had a few girlfriends, but nothing serious at all. I’m a single girl enjoying my freedom. I didn’t charge you for the session today. I won’t ever charge you, ok?”
“So you’re a lesbian?” I asked.
“No, I swing both ways,” she laughed and spilled a little bit of her coffee.
“Yeah but I was your father for a few years and …”
“That’s what makes it so hot, you literally are my Freudian sexual fantasy, that step dad that every girl wants to fuck but never gets to fuck and here you are… and well, perhaps this pussy still has a chance?”
I was done talking, I haven’t had sex in years, “It absolutely does.”
We went back to my place, I was nervous as hell.
She unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out, “mom lied, she said you had an ugly little dick – this is a thick monster.”
Her lips wrapped around the head and she started sucking. I felt her open her mouth wider and I was in the back of her throat.
She unbuttoned her shirt and pulled her bra off revealing her beautiful breasts, looking up into my eyes as she continued to suck me.
“Daddy, I want you to be bad….” I pulled my shirt off, she caressed my chest and her lips stopped sucking, and she kissed me on the lips, and then let her tongue work its way back down to my throbbing cock. She pushed me down on the sofa, and started going to town on my dick with a passion I’ve never seen before. With her mouth full of my throbbing meat, she’d moan. I felt like I was going to cum, and pulled her head off of my dick.
“Mmmm, daddy likes my mouth,” she said erotically, “wait until daddy’s dick get’s a taste of his daughter’s tight little pussy…”
“You’re a bad girl,” I whispered to her.
“You have no idea daddy, I’ve been a very bad girl.” She moved her naked body across mine, I could feel her soft warm breasts gliding on my skin. Her mouth enveloped mine, her tongue jutting inside my mouth and I could taste her sweet saliva. Her hips swiveled, teasing the head of my cock with her dripping wet pussy. She knew exactly what she was doing.
“Mommy never wanted me to have a dick this good, daddy,” she said as she pushed down on my cock, taking all of me inside her wet, tight hole.
“Make me a good girl, daddy I’ve been so fucking bad!”
I smacked her ass with my hand hard, “Watch your mouth, you know better than to swear around me!”
“Oh yess daddy! I’m so sorry daddy, it’s just that your dick feels so fucking good in me.”
I spanked her again, even harder as her pussy massaged my cock. I grabbed her beautiful tits and licked her nipples. I felt her body tense up, her pussy locked on to my cock – all of her muscles tightened and she let out a scream and began bucking wildly.
“Oh fuck daddy, daddddy your cock is so good I’m cumming.”
I felt a flow of warmth dripping down my balls as she collapsed on top of me.
I held her tightly and kissed her forehead as she panted, I could feel her pussy muscles convulsing in pleasure around my hard dick.
She whispered, “daddy, I always wanted to taste your cum…”
She got up and knelt between my legs and started stroking my cock, then licking it with her tongue.
Her lips gently kissed the tip of my penis, and then she swallowed it. I could feel my balls tightening up, and she cupped them in one hand and stroked my cock with the other as she blew me.
I called her name, “I’m going to cum.”
She didn’t relent, she quickened her pace, sucking harder, stroking faster. I emptied my balls in her mouth. Pulsating over and over, cum sprayed into her warm wanting mouth. I could feel her gulping down each ejaculation as I lost complete control of my body. I grabbed her head and pulled her lips down to the base of my cock and kept coming in the back of her throat. She swallowed it all.
We decided to date, and after a few years we tied the knot. Some people might be wondering about the legalities, but I never legally adopted her. My ex-wife and I were only married for about 3 years. My “stepdaughter” moved out when she was 19, almost 20 – but she always treated me with respect and we were pretty good friends. The last we heard, my ex moved to another state, and she might have passed on from a drug overdose. Neither my new wife, nor I want to research it or find out. I guess that's what prompted me to write it on Motherless. She's Motherless - and has been for a long time it seems.
Anyhow: That’s how I met my second wife. We have a lot of fun, and we’re extremely in love and she’s pregnant now. She’s due in 3 months! Everything happens for a reason. Sometimes you have to walk through fire – but understand that things will eventually get better, it just might take some time.
No, that picture isn’t her – I chose it because it looks like her (so much so that it could be her twin lol).
We still do daddy daughter role playing! I’m also ok with her having some fun with women if she wants but she chooses not to.
“You fulfill my fantasies, daddy.”
Real? Fake? I don't really care if anyone believes it - I just needed to vent.
Peace.

Ok My confession, i have been wanting to tell someone about this for a while now but cant really tell anyone i know because most would freak out. Ok a little about me, my name is Ann im 25 and a lesbian, it was no surprise to anyone when i came out as i have always been a tom boy. I have never had a serious relationship, except my best friend Mark.
Mark shocked me a few years ago by getting engaged but i have to say his taste in women was just the best his future wife Susan was just perfect she was beautiful and had the best personality and we became good friends too. I was a bit worried she would want me to be a bridesmaid and i would have to wear a dress but Mark had other ideas and asked me to be his best man instead. Now that was more like me and i was happy to accept.
Now i wanted to do this right and asked my dad what would be the perfect stag night, he told me the only place would be Amsterdam for a weekend. So i booked us all for there, 13 guys and me. We got there on the Friday and i was sharing a room with Mark, Susan said i was the only one she trusted to share with him, oh how little she knew. Now i was never shy in front of him and we had seen each other naked lots of times and i came out the shower Mark was watching porn on the TV his cock was hard and he was wanking, now this is not the first time i had seen him do this and i asked him if he was just getting an early start or was he missing Susan? he said a little of both, i told him not to waste it because i had a big evening planned, he looked at me and asked when i started shaving my pussy, i told him i was looking to get lucky this weekend and wanted to be ready.
That day we all spent it smoking weed and drinking a little too, we ended up in a bar in the red light district and were all very drunk, i had my eye on the girl behind the bar and she thought it was great that i was Mark's best man. The boys were getting more drunk than i had ever seen before and before long they all started heading back to the hotel leaving just Mark and me, and Mark was so bloody drunk i wasn't sure how i was going to get him back to the hotel. Angie the barmaid said she would give us a ride so we put him in the car and as we did she gave me a quick kiss. We got Mark to the room and put him on the bed, Angie asked if we should strip him, i think she just wanted to see him naked and i thought what the hell, so we got him naked and she was quite impressed with his cock, i thought then i had made a mistake and maybe she wanted him and not me, but i didn't have to worry because she came over to me and before long we were on my bed naked and going for it. I so needed this because i had not had any sex in over a year and boy was she good. after we lay and talked and she asked me if Mark and me had ever fucked i told her i had never had a real cock and had decided when i was 13 that i only liked girls, she said i didn't know what i was missing and went over to Mark (who was so drunk a bomb wouldn't wake him up) she grabbed his cock and lowered her mouth onto him, i didn't know what to do but i watched as she sucked him and was shocked to see it get hard even though he was sleeping, she told me to come over and try but i said no but she grabbed my hand and pulled me over, she pushed my face to his cock and forced me to take him into my mouth, i was shocked at doing this but also shocked because i was enjoying it too, she kept me there and when Mark shot his cum she made me take it into my mouth and then she kissed me and shared it with me, we had sex again and she left.
The next morning i woke before Mark he was still naked on top of his bed and i went for a shower, i felt dirty but naughty and turned on. I wondered if he would know what we did to him, i didn't have to worry he called and asked if i would be long in the shower as he really needed one too i came out he was still naked and god he looked rough and hungover.
That day we stayed off the drink till the evening all the other guys were also hungover. But they all got over it quickly and some even went into the windows and had sex with prostitutes they tried to get Mark to do the same but he said no. We ended up back at Angie's bar and again we all got drunk some more than others, she offered us a lift back again but this time Mark was not quite as drunk as the night before, But did fall asleep so Angie and me got down to it again and she was down between my legs i saw Mark was not asleep at all and was wanking watching us, Angie saw too and laughed calling him a dirty man and went over and pulled his sheets back, she said if he was going to do it at least let us see, so we put on a show for him, and he loved it, he shot his cum and said he was sorry because it landed over my boobs and face, i told him not to worry and Angie cleaned it off for me, she then went over to him grabbed his cock and pulled him over to my bed, she told me to lick his cock clean, Mark was so shocked when i lowered my head down and licked his cock clean, i must have done something right because he soon got hard again Angie pushed me back onto the bed opened my legs and told Mark to fuck me, i thought he would say not or protest but he just got on me and slid his cock into me, he fucked me hard and fast and as he did Angie lowered her pussy over my mouth and i was in heaven, he shot his cum inside me and we all fell onto the bed, Angie left us alone and mark and me talked about what had happened, he told me he had wanted to fuck me for years but didn't want to say in case he scared me away he also told me he was awake the night before, He fucked me again that night and i was more shocked that i liked it, he asked me if i would find other men to fuck now, i told him i had no idea.
The next day we flew home and 2 days later he turned up at my house to stay for a few days before the wedding, Susan didn't want him in their house before the wedding. We had not talked since we got back and i brought up what had happened he said he was ok with it if i was. That night i had a shower and when i went to my bedroom Mark was there naked and hard, we fucked and slept together that night.
The day of the wedding i felt so guilty Susan was so beautiful and she had no idea Mark and me had fucked. They went away on their honeymoon and when they came back Susan visited me with a gift for being such a good friend and doing a good job for looking after Mark on the stag weekend
That weekend Mark came over for a drink i wasn't sure what to do or say i was so confused, before that weekend i was a lesbian and would never have thought about sex with a man now it was all i could think about. I told Mark they way i was feeling and he said he was sorry but that he would help if i wanted to fuck again, i told him that he was married now and that i couldn't do that to Susan again, he smiled and told me that she had told him that she always wondered what it would be like to be with another girl. We made plans that night for me to seduce Susan but that is another story