Date: Mon, 28 Oct 2013 12:18:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Barbra and her Ex-Siter-in-Law 2 ( adult youth, oral, anal, F/f)

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This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content offends
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       Barbra and her Ex-Sister-in-Law 2
        Closing the Park for the Season
                     By
                    Jan

	The camping season came to an end on Labor
Day as usual, and my duty as the park ranger for The
Chattahoochee State Park was to make sure the camp
grounds were empty.  It was also my duty to make
sure the camp grounds were clean.  The water to the
camp sites had already been turned off, and the lines
drained, so they wouldn't freeze come winter.

	As I drove the Jeep from one camp ground to
the next, there wasn't much stuff for me to pick up,
because the trash company contracted to empty the
dumpsters had done a pretty good job of cleaning up.
It was my duty to insure the park was empty and lock
up the gates to the park.

	When I got to the last camp site located deep
in the park, I was surprised to find one tent still set
up.  As I drove up a woman stepped out of the tent.
As I got closer I could tell that she was just a young
girl.

	I pulled up alongside the tent and told her as
kindly as I could, "The State Park closes on Labor
Day, and you're going to have to vacate the
campground!"

	She gave me a pleading look and asked, "Can't I
stay here?  Everyone else has left, and I won't cause
any trouble."

	I explained, "All of the water to the campsites
has been turned off and the bath houses have been
closed."

	She pleaded, "I can make do with the water
from the nearby creek.  Please...let me stay.  I have
no place to go!"

	She seemed to be very young, and she looked as
if she hadn't washed her face in some time.  Her
clothes were in need of a good washing too.  Her
person and campsite looked more like a hobo site than
a recreational campsite.  The tent had seen better
days, there were patches on it.  Her cook kit looked
like something she had scavenged together.

	Everything about her bothered me, so I asked
her, "How old are you?"

	I was surprised when she told me, "I'm 15-
years-old."

	I asked, "Please show me some sort of ID!"

	She showed me a High School plastic
Identification card with her picture on it.  Sure
enough she was only 15, but she would be 16 in
another month.  She claimed she had no other place
to go.

	I called my commander, and he suggested that I
call the local police, so I contacted them, and they
said unless I wanted to swear out a complaint there
was nothing they could do.

	I looked at her and told her what they had said.
She started to cry, and said, "Go ahead, I have no
other place to go!  I ran away from my foster parent's
home!"

	She looked so pathetic standing there in dirty
clothes, heaven only knows when she had a bath last.
The water at that campsite had been turned off for
days.  I just couldn't bring myself to put her out on
the road with no place to go.  I didn't know what the
fuck to do.  If I let her stay I would be going against
my orders, and could get fired.

	I have to admit that I was a little resentful
towards her for putting me in this situation, where I
could get my ass fired if I let her stay.  I told her,
"Gather up all of your stuff.  Don't leave anything
behind, because by tomorrow it would all be in the
dump."

	She started taking her tent down and gathering
all of her belongings in a plastic bag, as I sat there
drinking coffee out of my thermos, while watching
her.

	"Fuck it!" I whispered, and I got out of the
Jeep to help her.  I still didn't know what I was going
to do with her.

	We finally got all her belongings loaded in my
Jeep, and I drove her to the gate, got out and locked
the gate behind me.  I ask her, "Are you hungry?"  I
knew she was without asking.  She responded by
nodding her head.

	I drove us down the hill to a Mom and Pop
restaurant, where I bought us breakfast, only she
chose a cheese burger, Chile and an order of fries.
She ate like she hadn't eaten in a week.

	While she ate I took the time to take a good
look at her.  I was thinking that with a good shower
she would be downright pretty.  When she had
finished devouring her food, I asked, "What are you
going to do now?"

	She looked at me with her big pathetic eyes and
said, "I thought you were taking me to jail?"

	I finished my second cup of coffee and told her,
"I have two choices: I can take you to jail, or let you
stay with me for tonight, and find you someplace to
stay after that,   but if anyone finds out I took you
home with me the shit will hit the fan.  I would have
to turn you over to the law!"

	She said, "I will stay out of sight, and not cause
you any trouble!"

	"Well, I have a few more campgrounds to check
out, and I figure I can drag that out until everyone
leaves the office.  Then, I can slip you into my cabin."

	She was thrilled that I was going to put her up
at least for the night.  As we returned to my Jeep
Cherokee I asked what her name was.  She told me
that her name was Mary-Virginia.

	I finished checking out the remaining
campgrounds and locking up the gates.  By the time I
finished my duty, it was after dark and I returned to
the ranger station.  One good thing about living in the
woods is that when it gets dark, it's really dark.
There was only one light pole about a hundred yards
away from my cabin.  The nearest cabin to mine was
about a quarter mile away.  I pulled my Jeep alongside
my cabin and she got out of the Jeep on the opposite
side.  As soon as we were inside the cabin I turned on
the lights and started a fire in the fireplace.  I had
made a small fire, just to take the chill out of the
cabin.

	I suggested that she might like to take a bath.
My cabin had an old cast iron tub.  After showing her
the bathroom, I asked her if she had a clean change
of clothes.

	She said, "What I'm wearing is everything I
own!"

	While she bathed, I got her a clean pair of my
panties.  They had never been worn, because I rarely
ever wore panties, and an old nightgown.  I don't like
to sleep in nightgowns myself.  I prefer the freedom
to move around without any restrictions.  I don't even
remember the last time I had worn a nightgown, or
who had given me that one.  I'm sure someone gave it
to me as a gift, not knowing that I never used one.  I
also took her a large thick bath-towel.  I placed the
items on the toilet seat, without bothering to
embarrass her by lingering in the bathroom, long
enough to take much notice of her bathing in the
warm water.

	I returned to my kitchen area to fix myself a
stiff drink.  I wondered just what the hell I was
going to do with her.  I knew what I would like to do
with her tonight.  I had been thinking about it while I
was driving her around.  I had been thinking about
what she would look like cleaned up and naked.

	I carried my drink upstairs to the spacious
bedroom of the A-framed cabin.  Even though the
cabin was small, it had a nice bedroom, with a great
view out of the shuttered window.  I changed out of
my hunter green wool uniform, and put on an old pair
of sweat pants and a baggy T-shirt, before returning
downstairs to sit on the leather couch in front of the
fireplace to finish my drink, when Mary-Virginia came
out of the bathroom.

	The nightgown she had on was very thin, and the
black panties I had given her were visible through the
gossamer fabric.  Her sweet little breasts were also
visible too.  I could smell the odor of soap from
where I was sitting.  She was still drying her hair as
she made her way into the room.  She said, "I really
feel better after the bath!"

	I was impressed with how pretty she was, and
told her, "You look much better too!  If you like there
is a Coke or some water in the fridge if you're
thirsty."

	She looked at my vodka and Sprite, and said, "I
would prefer whatever you're drinking!"

	I assured her that what I was drinking may look
like iced water, but it was vodka and Sprite.

	She said, "That sounds great to me, and it would
warm me up too!"

	I figured I couldn't get in much more trouble
giving liquor to a minor, than I was already in anyway,
so I made her a drink.

	She was sitting with her legs tucked up under
her butt, when I returned to hand her the drink.  I
joined her on the couch, and we looked into the
flames of the fire while we sipped our drinks.  I
asked, "Okay   you want to tell me what's going on?"

	She took a long sip of her strong drink and
coughed.  I smiled while she wiped her eyes, before
she said, "I ran away from my foster parents, and had
planned to go to my grandparents, some place in
southern Georgia."  She had just found out she had
living grandparents, and wanted to contact them, but
her foster parents wouldn't let her do that because if
she left, they would lose money they received from
the state.  She couldn't legally leave until she was 18.
They were the fourth foster parents she had lived
with, and they were the worst of them all.  The man
was constantly trying to molest her.  She told the
woman who told her husband, and he started whipping
her for telling."

	She told me, "The state had taken me away
from the third foster home, that I liked the most
because one of the girls complained to the social
worker that she had seen me coming out of the
foster mother's bedroom one morning in just my
underwear, so they yanked me out of her home and
gave me to this other couple.  I would have stayed
with that woman even after I turned 18; I liked her
so much."

	While she had been telling me her story, she
never took her eyes off of the fire.  I asked, 'What
happened to the lady you liked?"

	"The state put her on probation and under very
strict supervision. "

	I couldn't blame the woman if she seduced
Mary-Virginia, after a good bath she looked good
enough to eat.  I could picture what she would look
like in the kind of jeans or short skirt that girls wear
today.  I was getting wet myself, listening to her
story.  It had been some time since I had sex with
another woman, especially one as attractive as this
youngster.  I could see her young breasts through
that nightgown very clearly.  They were not quite a C-
cup and her pink areolas were like swollen little tits
on top of her breasts.  The nipples looked like they
were stiff.  The black panties were thin and tight
fitting, so I could see the dark shadow created by
her little patch of pubic hair on her vulva, and the
way the material crept in between the folds of her
labia major.  She was silent for a moment, and
continued looking into the fire.

	I asked, "Were you sleeping with the woman?"

	She slowly nodded her head affirmatively then
said, "She was the only person in my life to be nice to
me!"

	She added, "I wished that she had been my
mother.  While she made love to me, she would tell me
how much she loved me.  I can't remember anyone
ever telling me that before."

	I asked, "Was the woman sleeping with any of
the other girls?"

	Mary-Virginia said, "No, it was just the two of
us.  I can't be with her anymore until I'm 18.  I
couldn't stand any of the other homes, and I found
out one day by reading my file, the names of my
grandparents, but didn't find out exactly where they
lived, before the social worker came back and closed
up my file.  I plan on heading south in an effort to
find them."

	She looked at me for the first time since she
started her story, she had finished her drink and I
knew from the look in her eyes that she was feeling
the effects of her drink.  She seemed more relaxed
and she asked me, "Are you going to turn me over to
the police.  They will just send me back to the home
where the man was molesting me all of the time!"  She
started to tear up.

	I couldn't resist placing my arm around her
shoulders and pulling her close, and told her, "No, I
don't know what I'm going to do, but I won't turn you
in!"

	She started to sob, and I pulled her tightly
against me.  She rested her head on my shoulder, and
wrapped her arms around my neck.  She was sobbing
her thanks, while I held her.  I was overwhelmed with
emotion too.

	Her body was so warm, and she smelled of soap.
Her firm breasts were pressed against my ribs.  I
continued to hold her until she calmed down.  I
realized that I was rubbing her back and stroking the
back of her head.  She just clung to me tighter.  I
turned and placed a soft kiss on her neck, and she
squeezed me a little more, and I kissed her again.  My
pussy was flowing big time now, I'm not sure she
meant to, or not, but when she turned her head
towards me I kissed her lips lightly to start with, but
she never pulled away.  I told her it was getting late,
and asked, 'Do you want to sleep on the sofa, or with
me?"

	She said, "I want to pay you back for helping
me!"

	I looked at her and told her, "The only way I
want you to sleep with me is because you want to!"

	She put her hand on the back of my head and
pulled herself up to me, and kissed me with the same
passion I was feeling.  She said. "I want to make love
to you so bad it hurts!"

	I swear if I hadn't seen her ID, I would have
thought she was older than 15.  The woman she was in
love with had taught her well.  She was so mature for
15, but I guess growing up under the conditions she
described would have made her mature fast.  She
kissed me like a woman, and I kissed her back with
the same passion she was showing me.  Her little
nipples were so stiff that they felt like little nails
pushing into me.

	It had been a while since I had been with a
woman.  I say woman because sexually she was as
mature as any woman I had ever made love to.

	We were virtually fighting each other with our
tongues.  I worked my free hand up between our
bodies to grasp one of those stiff little nipples that
were trying to poke holes in the nightgown.  When I
pinched her right nipple, she moaned into my mouth
while we were still kissing.  It was as if she just
melted against my body.

	She kept her lips against my flesh as she
worked her way to my neck.  As she went lower, she
clung to the neck of the old T-shirt and pulled it
down, stretching it until she was able to pull the
neckline under my right tit.  Her hot breath was all
over my breast.  She sucked on my nipple like a
hungry baby.  I knew if I didn't stop her right away
that I would cum right there, before I got the
chance to see Mary-Virginia's pussy.

	I struggled to pull her sucking mouth away from
my throbbing nipple, and struggled to get to my feet.
I turned out the lights, leaving the room glowing by
the light from the embers in the fireplace, as I took
her by the hand, led her up the stairs to my bedroom.

	There was just enough moonlight filtering
through the window drapes to make it possible to
move around the room safely.  Just the way I like it
when I lay in bed playing with my favorite battery
powered toy.  But this night I had a living, breathing,
lovable, teenaged toy to play with.  I planned to make
good use of the virtues of this sweet young thing.

	She sat on the edge of my bed, and watched me
pull the T-shirt over my head, freeing up my breasts.
I was hardly aware that I was massaging my tits in
front of Mary-Virginia, as she looked up longingly
with her eyes.  I pulled the drawstring and pushed
the baggy sweatpants down my legs.  When she saw
that I didn't have panties on, she asked me, "Did you
give me your only pair of panties?"

	I confessed, "I don't wear panties unless I have
to.  I just feel better without any underwear on."

	Once I was naked, she started to stand, but I
stopped her, and gently pushed her backwards onto
the bed.  Her feet were almost still on the wooden
floor of the cabin, as I knelt between her legs.  I
slowly slid my hands up her thighs, pushing the
nightgown up her thighs.  When I reached her hips I
ran my hands all the way up her ribcage until I was
able to grasp both of her little pear shaped tits.

	I kept looking into her eyes for any sign of
rejection.  As soon as I cupped her tits, she moaned,
and closed her eyes, as I played with her stiff
nipples.  I looked down at the little black panties, and
saw a frothy wetness soaking through the crotch.  I
leaned forward, dragging my tits up her thighs and
rubbed them against the crotch of the panties.  I had
to back up to be able to rub my face against the
crotch of the panties.

	There was something so erotic about rubbing my
face against the aromatic nylon material of the
panties.  I placed my mouth over her little cameltoe
and licked the froth up, and reveled in the smell of
her damp pussy.  I did my best to force my tongue
between the folds of her labia.  I sucked the sweet
cum soaked crotch of the panties.

	She was clinging to my hands, as if she feared
that I was going to let go of her tits.  She needn't
worry about that, I had no intention to stop playing
with her tits, but eventually I had to remove the
panties.

	The nylon material was just too tight and slick
for me to get between my teeth, so I was going to
have to use my hands to remove them.  When I let go
of her tits, and reached down for the waistband of
the panties, Mary-Virginia reached down to try and
help me push them down, but I just pulled the crotch
aside, and spread her labia open with my thumbs.  I
stuck my tongue as deep as I could into her pussy.
My nose was pressed against her clit.

	She went stiff, and then started to shake
vigorously with the first of several orgasms that we
shared that night.

	She grasped my head with both hands and held
me tightly against her pussy until she calmed down.
Her sweet pussy juices flowed into my mouth, while I
did my best to lap her juice up.  There was only a
little that escaped my tongue to form a little heart
shaped wet spot under her butt.  I swear that I could
have spent the whole night between those thighs.

	When she finally let go of my head, I kissed and
gave her one last lick of those pretty lips.  I noticed
that what little pubic hair she had was such a light
color that it was hardly noticeable.  It looked almost
like she was shaved, but it was obvious that she had
never touched her hair.  As I licked her vulva, I could
feel her hairs.  While I was doing that, she was so
still I thought she might have fallen asleep.

	When I got up off of my knees, she lifted up
her body, and pulled the nightgown over her head.
She moved to the middle of the bed, and also
removed the wet panties, and placed them under her
nose to inhale the fragrant aroma, and then she
handed them to me.  I smelled them before sucking
the crotch, and then tossed them aside.

	It was my turn to mount the bed beside her, so
that we could snuggle.  I didn't expect her to do
anything, but she immediately started licking my lips,
as if trying to taste her own pussy cum.  I slipped two
fingers up inside her wet pussy and finger fucked her
briefly before I brought them up to her mouth, so
that she could taste her own cum.

	She sucked on my fingers very erotically.  When
my fingers were clean she leaned forward to kiss me.
She swirled her tongue around inside my mouth and
fought with my tongue for a few minutes before she
started working her way down to my tits.

	My tits are not much larger than hers, but they
are rounder, and my areolas cover a larger area than
hers.  She sucked on them so hard she was leaving
little hickies all over them, and she sucked so hard on
my nipples that it was painful.  She even pinched and
pulled at the one she was not sucking on.  She did
that so long that I was beginning to feel like
screaming for her to hurry up, and get down to my
pussy.

	I was on fire, and I could feel cum oozing out of
my cunt.  I finally couldn't take it any longer, and put
my hands on top of her shoulders and pushed her
down until she was between my legs.  Her innocent
face was right against my oozing cunt.  Hell, I could
even smell myself, and I thought she was going to
crawl into my pussy.  I was wishing that she could.  It
didn't take long before I was cumming so hard I
thought I was going to pass out.

	I think I actually did for a moment.  Then I
realized that she was licking my asshole.  She was
swiping her tongue from my puckered asshole up my
crotch passed my vagina, stopping just short of my
throbbing clit.  Then she would work her way back
down to my asshole.  I whispered to her.

	"I didn't know girls your age knew so much about
licking assholes!"

	She said, "The woman that I loved had loved
licking my asshole, and told me that she loved having
it done to her.  I learned to enjoy doing it to her."

	I put my hands under her armpits, and pulled
her up my body.  She lay in my arms, nuzzling my neck
until we drifted off to sleep.  We slept until the night
air cooled off the room enough to wake her up.  She
woke me up, rubbing her wet pussy against my thigh,
and sucking on my left nipple.  I found myself moaning
and asked her, "Don't you ever get enough?"

	She smiled with my nipple still in her mouth, and
said what sounded like, "No!"

	I could feel that my pussy was as wet as hers,
so I moved around on the bed until I had her thigh
between my legs so that I could trib her by rubbing
our pussies against each other's.  I could tell that she
was no stranger to that kind of sex.  We were so wet
that we could hear our pussies sloshing against each
other.  We had one hell of a mutual orgasm.  It
drained all of the energy from both of us.  It was a
struggle to pull the covers up over us, before we fell
asleep in each other's arms.  I went to sleep thinking
it was going to be hell seeing her leave.  I figured I
could keep her around long enough to do a little
research to find out where her grandparents lived,
contact them to be sure she was welcome and put her
on a bus.  There was a question in my mind why she
was put in a foster home if she had grandparents.



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