M. Pelletils - The Memoirs of Mitzy, Volume 1

Undoubtedly you remember from the previous account the two homosexuals. That's right… Tommy and Ricky. Well, if you remember their names you will also remember the interest Sue and I had taken in them, especially after we had noticed some interest from their side when they washed our cunts and we their pricks.

On the night of the orgy we had failed to turn this slight interest into something more substantial, but just before we left in the morning, we had made a date with them. We were to meet them in a couple of days in a certain bar they frequented. We were certain this bar was going to be one of the many queer places you find all over town these days, and we were right.

Just to be sure to have some fun on our night out, even if we could not seduce the two boys to some heterosexual activity, we had taken great care to attract the attention of some of the dykes who sometimes also hang out in the same joints. Both of us looked our feminine best, because if we were being forced by circumstance to have fun with other women, we wanted to be sure they were a couple of real bull-dykes. And we had also decided not to be separated from each other. If we were going to have some lesbian loving tonight it w as going to be a four woman game, or else we would not play at all.

We had both dressed with the utmost care. I had given Sue some of the frilly underthings I had gotten from my lesbian countess. Under our dresses we looked smashing-I was sure that we were very appetizing to both sexes. Luckily, we both like to have sex with either sex. Being moderately made up we looked lovely, beautiful and, surprisingly innocent. Our dresses were nice and expensive, but nothing so sexy as low-cut blouses or ultra-short skirts. Of course, we were wearing mini-dresses, but they were nothing extravagant… just the ordinary mini-dresses anybody wears these days, but at least we could say we had the legs for it.

We were lucky to be able to park Sue's car in front of the bar and even before we had gotten out we had attracted a lot of attention from some of the dykes sitting at the tables near the window. When we stepped out we could actually see some of them hurrying to the door to open it for us, and when we walked in some of the most masculine looking ones gave us some wolf whistles. We did not pay any attention to this sort of attention; not even looking around, we went straight for the bar and seated ourselves on the high stools, taking care to show a lot of leg when we stepped up.

Our haughty manner must have chased some of the more timid ones off, and this was exactly what we wanted. If there was anything we could do without tonight it was a shy lesbian. Tonight we had set our minds on making love, whether it be our two queer friends or some lesbians, and we didn't feel like taking the first step.

There was a young man and a young woman behind the bar and they both were as queer as they come. Immediately after we had seated ourselves the girl hurried over to us, almost pushing the man out of her way and breaking her neck in doing it.

“What will you have, dears?” she asked. “Take anything you like… the first drink is always on the house, so don't be afraid to have something expensive… it's all being paid for… and I should say that two lovely girls like you two can get a lot being paid for. Oh, and don't mind my husband… he is just part of the furniture and he won't be a bother to you at all… he has different tastes… different from me, that is…”

So the queer behind the bar was her husband, and from her words we understood it was some sort of business agreement. And not only from her words… the look in her eyes plainly showed she would have jumped in the sack with us at the first given opportunity… and with the two of us at the same time. She was just that type: cunt-hungry and eager to lure anything wearing skirts into her trap.

Our looks must have deceived her and we silently laughed to ourselves. If she could only have looked into my room last night! Sue and I working each other over… dildo-fucking one another… sucking… licking… anything two women can do to each other! But it proved our innocent disguise more than adequate and that was all we wanted… If we were going to have a lesbian affair tonight we were going to play hard-to-get. We wanted to be seduced for a change and let the best ones among these dykes win, as long as we were not going to be separated…

Sue and I had Martinis, and the bird behind the bar made sure they carried the proper amount of the best dry gin she had in the place. We sipped our drinks and looked the place over… It was one big queer affair and I don't think there was a hetero in the place. You will notice I didn't say normal or abnormal, because I can't make a very clear distinction between the two of them (as you know from my previous accounts).

Neither Sue nor I were downright lesbian, but we liked to have sex with another woman just as much as we liked to have it with a man. That sort of attitude didn't really classify as “normal”… if there is such a thing.

But most people sitting in this joint were plain homosexual, and that includes our two friends, Tommy and Ricky, who still had not shown up, but both Sue and I were going to do our best to get them out of it a little…

The whole subject had become a matter of prestige to us and we wondered what was going to come out of it. In the meantime, we were still sitting in this queer bar, waiting for them to arrive. We decided to have some fun with the dykes in the joint and if necessary supply ourselves with some company for later at night.

Looking around the place we noticed two regular bull-dykes sitting at a table in the far corner. I looked at Sue and she signaled me to go ahead. I looked at them again and slowly opened and closed my eyes like some sort of movie star from the early thirties. This immediately had the desired effect. Like one woman, or should I say one man, they raised themselves from their seats and came over to the bar. Taking a stool on each side of the two of us, they looked us over. They must have liked what they saw, for they immediately called the dyke behind the bar and without asking whether we wanted another drink they ordered her to give us a refill.

“What did I tell you,” the bar-girl said, mixing our drinks. “I told you two you could get anything free here in this place… and there you have it…”

“Normally we are not used to drinking with strange people, but since this seems to be the normal procedure here we don't want to be awkward, so if you will be kind enough to introduce us we will be much obliged…” This was Sue, trying to act her haughtiest…

The barmaid smiled, and looking at the two dykes she said:

“Well, of course, my dear… this is Joan… and what is your name?”

“Mitzy,” I told her. “And my friend's name is Sue…”

“Joan, this is Mitzy… Berta, this is Sue… Sue, this is Berta…”

So we were introduced. Joan happened to be a rather slim looking dyke, wearing a pair of faded jeans, but by the blouse she was wearing, as well as the shoes, I could tell she must be loaded with money. Berta, sitting at Sue's side, was somewhat older and rather bulkily built… but her clothes were just as expensive and this could be an introduction worth making…

“Why don't we take our drinks over to our table and become better acquainted with one another?” Joan said-her friend Berta immediately agreed.

Sue and I didn't object to this proposition, and to be honest, why should we? Ricky and Tommy had not shown up and while we waited we might as well try to spend our time as pleasantly as possible…

We went over to the table and Joan, who had picked me as a partner for the night, seated herself beside me, coming as close to me in the booth as possible. Sue was at the other side of the table with Berta-a similar situation. They ordered more drinks and told the barmaid not to bother us for some time. This one didn't look too pleased with what was going on, but she could do nothing about it since the two dykes must have been very good customers…