Date: Tue, 3 Jan 2017 19:06:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bubblegum to Perfume (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/FF, ff/FFF)

Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/FF, ff/FFF

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
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

Copyright 2017 Jan, All rights reserved

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               Bubblegum to Perfume

                      By
                     Jan

      My name is Vicky and I am an only child.  My
family lived in a middle class neighborhood.  The
neighbors lived up to the average two point five
children.  There was a lot of pride of ownership.  The
homes were a mix of new and old construction.  The
homes were well painted and the yards were
manicured.

      I grew up in a protective family, so the most I
had to ever worry about was if my wardrobe matched
and that it was flattering to my chestnut hair and
blue eyes.  I didn't even think about sex until I was
11- years-old.  The girls in my neighborhood started
to get interested in boys as they approached puberty.
Like most uninformed children entering puberty we
accepted a lot of rubbish as sexual facts.

      Boys our age were slower developing, so in our
quest to learn the girls would have sleepovers where
we taught each other how to dance, how to put on
makeup, and talk about sex.  We practiced kissing on
each other, and the more experienced girls taught us
how to masturbate.  We even indulged clitoral
stimulation on each other until we had orgasms.  I
learned later that some of my friends even indulged
in oral sex with each other.  The prospect of physical
sex with boys was becoming the utmost concern to all
of the girls I knew.

      I was well aware that the guys in the
neighborhood gossiped about the girls they fucked,
and some of the girls that were fucking just about
any boy that asked them got the reputation of being
sluts.  Fearing earning that kind of reputation I was
reluctant to let any boy fuck me.  The answer to my
problem came when I was when I was 14-years-old.

      My father's older brother brought his family by
for a short visit on their way west to live because of
an employment opportunity.  They had a son that was
sixteen.  There came a day when we were alone for
several hours while our parents were visiting other
members of the family.  When he started feeling me
up I figured that it would be safe to have sex with
him, because I would probably never see him again,
and he sure as hell wouldn't be able to brag about his
conquest with the boys in my neighborhood.

      He was quit welling to teach me about sex.  It
started with mutual masturbation.  He even went
down on me and sucked my pussy.  That was the first
time anyone had done that to me.  It felt great, so
when he asked me to suck his cock I felt obligated to
do that for him, besides I was curious about what it
would taste like.  As I bent over in preparation of
sucking on my first cock I noticed the smell of warm
flesh that was rather pungent mixed with the smell
of the detergent from his underwear his mother used
to do the wash clothes with.  I was impressed with
his cock.  To me it looked as big as any penis I had
ever seen.  I licked it to see if I would like the taste.
I found the taste wasn't as bad as I anticipated.  I
followed his instructions about how to suck cock.  I
bobbed my head up and down taking care not to
scrape his penis with my teeth.  My jaw hurt holding
it open longer than I was used to doing so.  He
stopped me before he had an orgasm because he
wanted to do that in my pussy.

      In preparation he put on a rubber condom,
demonstrating how to leave space at the end for cum.
He told me that if the rubber was put on without the
little dangling portion would up the risk of the rubber
splitting and cum being squirted in my cunt.  That was
a piece of information I was thankful to learn.

      He had me lay on my back while he assumed the
missionary position.  There wasn't a lot of preparation
before he guided his cock into my virgin cunt.  He
cautioned me that it would probably hurt the first
time.  True to his statement it hurt when his cock
broke my hymen.  I did my best to not complain but
tears welled up in my eyes.  I was disappointed how
quickly he came.  When he pulled out I had not had an
orgasm.  He disposed of the used condom and we
cleaned up.  I was relieved when his family continued
their trip.

      I didn't understand what all the fuss was about.
I didn't bother telling any of my friends about my
sexual experience.  I didn't join in the discussions
about sex with them anymore.  My friends attributed
my reluctance to gossip about my dates with boys do
me being too religious.  A perception I didn't dispute.

      It was a safe community so my family thought
nothing about allowing me to walking around town at
evenings by myself.  One evening I was walking to the
home of my best friend, named Beverly.  I just
wanted to get out of the house and have someone to
talk to.

      It was a pleasant walk to her house.  I was about
half way there when I was walking past a nice old
craftsman home.  There were stone pillars supporting
thick wooden posts supporting the roof over the
front porch and stones all around the base.  The
home had shake-shingle roof and sidings.  The front
door had colorful cut glass floral pattern.  I had seen
it many times before and had always found the house
very attractive.  I had seen the owner in the front
yard tending her flowers.  She was a snow white hair
and was a thin frail looking woman.  We had
exchanged pleasantries, and I had completed her on
her rose garden.  This evening as I approached the
house a late model car pulled up to the curb and two
women got out.

      They must have been about the same age as my
mother.  As the driver came around the car I couldn't
help noticing that they were both pleasingly plump.
They were dressed nicely and looked attractive.  The
driver had brown hair and the passenger was a dirty
blonde.  The woman that had been in the passenger
seat asked, "Where are you headed, honey?"

      "I am going to visit a friend on the next block."

      "Why don't you join us, we are visiting our old
friend here?  By the way what is your name?"

      "My name is Vicky, but I don't really know the
woman that lives here.  I've seen her and we casually
said hi to each other, but that's all."

      The woman said, "This is my friend Ruby and I'm
Betty.  "Please join us I would love to introduce you to
our beloved friend?"

      Having said the two women flanked me and walked
me up the walk to the house with their arms around
my waist and rang the doorbell.

      I could see a distorted figure approaching the
door through to cut glass panels in the door.  When
the person opened the door I recognized the little
old lady.  She looked surprised to see me.  "What are
the two of you doing with this young girl?"

      Betty said, "We insisted on her joining us to visit
you!  I think she is at the perfect age to meet you.
Her name is Vicky.  Vicky this is our mentor Thelma."

      Thelma held out her hand, "I have admired her
for months as she walked by."

      I said, "I have always thought your home looks
beautful and your garden always looks perfect."

      As she stepped back to allow the three of us to
enter I observed just how delicate her slender body
was, and she smelled of lavender.

      Her home was old enough that it had a formal
parlor.  When this house was built homes had parlors
where the daughters could entertain male guests and
still have the mother interrupt any cuddling to bring
them tea and cookies.

      She escorted us into the parlor.  There was a
Victorian couch for two (known as a love seat).  It
was crowded with the three of us wedged into it.
Thelma sat in the matching wing backed chair with
Duncan-Phyfe eagle claw feet.  She asked, "Now tell
me what is going on?"

      Ruby said, "Betty and I agreed it was time for us
to pay you a visit to thank you for everything you
taught us.  When we arrived we happened to meet
this sweet young thing, and agreed she would benefit
from your tutelage.  I think she would enjoy tasting a
Grasshopper!"

      Betty agreed, so Thelma got up and went through
an adjoining door.  In her absence my two new friends
started asking me questions.  They wanted to know if
I had a boyfriend, and I assured them that I wasn't
interested in boys.  Their smiles indicated that they
were pleased with that response.

      Betty said, "You mentioned that you were visiting
a friend.  I assume she is a close friend."

      "Yes, I have known Beverly from the first day of
pre-school."

      Betty said, "Ruby and I have known each other
most of our lives.  She was the second person I
kissed."

      "Oh, who was the first?"

      There was a quick exchange of looks between the
two of them, "Thelma was our first love."

      It took me a moment to absorb the implications
of the statement.  Just at that moment Thelma
returned with four glasses and shiny metal shaker.
She sat the glasses on the cocktail table and poured
a green frothy liquid into all four glasses.  The three
of them sipped from their glasses, as I smelled mine.
It smelled minty, and it tasted like peppermint.  I
liked it so much I drank it quickly.  Thelma filled my
glass again.  While I drank it she returned to the
kitchen to mix more 'Grasshoppers.'  By the time I
had consumed five glasses, my cheeks tingled and I
felt relaxed.

      I became aware that Betty and Ruby were
touching me a lot. They were stroking my arms and
thighs.  Ruby asked, "Do you kiss Beverly like this?"
With that she placed her lips on mine and pressed
firmly against my mouth as she stuck her tongue into
my mouth.

      I felt a tingly feeling rush through my body.  I
responded by trying to stick my tongue into her
mouth.  My eyes were closed, so I didn't know which
one of them was feeling my small breasts and which
one had her hand on my thigh and was rubbing the
skirt up.  When the hand reached my moist panties I
moaned into Ruby's open mouth.

      My clothes seemed to melt off my body until I
was totally naked.  When I opened my eyes I became
embarrassed realizing that I was naked and I was
looking at Thelma facing me.  The sweet looking white
haired woman was fully dressed and she had one hand
on her left tit and the other was rubbing her crotch.

      While Ruby continued kissing me Betty knelt in
front of me and spread my legs.  She placed her warm
hands on my thighs and started kissing my soft inner
thighs on either knee and working up my thighs and
switching back and forth between either legs until
she reached my moist pubic hair.  She licked my
crotch and stimulated my clit until I was squirming
around.

      I had experienced orgasms from my own digital
stimulation, but never had one induced by another
person.  I thought I was going to pee.  Eventually I
couldn't stop it and I had an orgasm, and I thought I
had peed in her mouth.  She swallowed it all.  I
learned later that I squirted cum into her mouth.

      A little later the three of them escorted me into
Thelma's bedroom.  I was placed in the middle of the
bed.  I watched them as they undressed each other.
As noted both Betty and Ruby were chubby.  Their
breasts sagged and rested on their round bellies they
bother sported love handles on their waist.  When
they lifted their arms it was obvious neither of them
bothered to shave their underarms.  They also didn't
shave their legs or vulva.  Their chubby vulva's had
thick pubic hair that trailed down the insides of their
legs.  It was obvious that plenty of hairs protruded
out from under their full panties.  Before they joined
me on the bed they helped Thelma get undressed.

      Physically Thelma was a completely different kind
of woman. She was probably a different woman when
she was a young woman, based on the photographs on
the walls.  As a seventy year old plus woman she had
shrunk a couple of inches to about 5' 4," and looked
like she weighed no more than a 100 pounds.  Her shin
looked thin and there were age spots on her body,
particularly on her arms and backs of her hands.  Her
breasts were like empty balloons suspended from her
chest.  Body hair was almost nonexistent.  Her hips
were so wide that even with her legs closed, light
would was visible shinning between her upper thighs.
The surprising thing was that her clitoris was at least
two inches long and was exposed, like she had a penis
the size of a little boy.

      The three of them mounted the bed.  Thelma and
Beverly on either side of me, while they took turns
kissing me and sucking on my tits Ruby was between
my legs licking and sucking my pussy.  After each time
I had an orgasm they changed places until all of them
had eaten my pussy.

      It was amazing for me to suck on Thelma's pussy
like I had done to my cousin penis, and she even
mounted me like a male and fucked me with her clit.
I was getting late and they didn't want me to leave,
so I used my cellphone to call home and ask her if I
could spend the night at Beverly's home.  Mom gave
me permission while Ruby was sucking on my tit and
Betty was sticking a finger up my ass.  Thelma was
squatting over my head just waiting for me to end the
call so that she could sit on my face.

      As soon as I hung up Thelma started rubbing her
pussy against my face.  I was overwhelmed with the
smell and taste of her cunt, but she also moved her
butt up until I got my first taste of asshole.  I found
that it smelled sweeter than pussy and tasted pretty
good.  The sex lasted most of the night.  We slept
late, and we had breakfast together.  Thelma insisted
that I bathe before getting dressed.  As she sated I
shouldn't go home smelling of pussy all over.

      Later that day I called Beverly and told her that
if anyone asked I spent last night at your house.  I
brushed of her question why by saying I would tell
her next week.

      Monday stalled her barrage of question by telling
her I would tell her after school if she would meet
me at the tennis court bleachers.

      When we were seated at the top of the bleachers
I told her.  "Last night I was coming to visit you but
as I drew close to that old house on Thirds street,
the one with the pretty cut glass door."

      At that point Beverly said, "The one owned by
that frail old lady with the white hair?"

      "Yes, at that point a car pulled up with two women
as old as our mothers got out and started talking to
me.  Before I knew what was happening they were
sweeping me up the walk.  What happened was I spent
the night with the three of them.  They gave me an
education about lesbian sex all night."

      Beverly leaned close, "Did you enjoy it?"

      "That was the most exciting thing I have ever
experienced.  I didn't have an orgasm when I had sex
with my male cousin, but I lost count of the number
of times I had orgasms with these three women.  I
even passed out a couple of times."

      "What did they do?"

      "You have to experience it to understand it."

      "I'm willing!"

      "Why don't I take you to her home next Friday?
I think I can get my Godmother to cover for us with
our parents."

      Amy agreed if I could get my Godmother to cover
for us.

      The next day I called my Godmother and asked
her if I could come by.  She was happy to have me
come over.  My godmother was a lifelong friend of my
mother's, and she and I were very close.  When I had
sex with my male cousin I had told her all about it,
and my feelings about it.  She could have told my
mother, but she hadn't, so I knew I could trust her.

      When I arrived she insisted on making me tea
before we settled down to discuss my problem.  When
we settled down I told her that I wanted her to
cover for me and Beverly should anyone ask were we
were next Friday.

      She asked where we were doing that we needed
to lie.  I was reluctant to answer the question,
because I didn't know what her feelings were about
lesbianism.

      She assured me that she wouldn't tell our parents
regardless of what we were up to.

      I reminded her how disappointing my first
experience of sex with a male had been, before
telling her about meeting a much older woman and her
to women friends that were about her age.  I
explained how exciting it had been to have sex with
females all night.

      Then I told her that when I told Beverly, she
wanted to join me to have sex with them, if I could
arrange for us to get permission from our parents to
be out all night.

      My godmother said, "I will cover for you, but why
didn't you come to me if wanted to explore you
lesbian feelings?"

      With that she stuffed her right hand down the
front of the sweater she was wearing and pulled her
left tit out of her bra and let it fall out.  Then she
stuffed her left hand down the front of the sweater
and pulled out the right tit.  I was stunned by her
move.

      I had never looked at her as a sexual object
before.  She had always been a mother figure to me.
The sight of her mature breast excited me.  I
instinctually reached out and grasped her left breast
and squeezed it.  Having done that I bent over and
flicked her nipple with my tongue a few times.

      She placed her hand on the back of my neck
under my hair and pulled my head down to her breast.
I opened my mouth and took her nipple into my mouth
and sucked on her tit.  After I established suction I
pulled my head back stretching her tit into a conical
shape before releasing it and watching it spring back
into its natural shape.

      While I was sucking I reached down and placed
my hand on her exposed thigh and worked my hand up
her thigh, and taking her skirt up too.  When I
reached her crotch I found that she was not wearing
panties, and her pussy was as smooth as a baby's butt.
While I finger fucked her I looked up and asked, "No
panties?"

      "I don't wear panties most of the time because I
hate having panty lines showing through my skirts and
slacks." as she smiled.

      I was intrigued by the odor of her shaved pussy.
I just had to get on the floor to get a close look.  As
I placed my hands on her thighs and moved my head
close enough for her to feel my breath and me smell
her cunt she placed her hands on my head and pulled
me against her pussy.  The fact that her pussy was
air dried and not held tightly by warm material
actually made her crotch odor mild compared the
crotches of Betty, Ruby and Thelma.  I didn't stop
sucking her cunt until she announced that she was
cumming, and locked my head against her cunt with
her legs wrapped around my neck.  After a kiss I
thanked her for understanding and willingness to lie
for me and Beverly.

      The next day I called Thelma and asked her if I
could bring my girlfriend to her home Friday night, so
that the three of them could teach Beverly
everything they taught me.  After she gave her hole
hearted agreement to host a party I called Betty and
Ruby in succession and invited them to the party.
The last call was to Beverly's mother to ask her if
Beverly could have a sleepover party at my
godmother's home.

      The rest of the week Beverly could hardly contain
herself.  She was telling me that her panties were
constantly wet, and she was masturbating at least
three times every night just to get to sleep.

      Friday morning I had packed in my book pack
skimpy panties, a thin bra without cup padding, my
minimum makeup kit and toothbrush.  After school I
waited for Beverly and we walked the few blocks to
Thelma's.

      Thelma answered the doorbell wearing a simple
house dress buttoned down the front.  She hugged
me and clasped Beverly's hands as I introduced then
to each other.  She insisted on taking us to the
kitchen and making us sandwiches with milk.

      While we ate she assured us how much she was
thrilled to have me visit her again, and bring along my
girlfriend.

      We had a couple of hours to kill before Betty and
ruby would get there from work, so Thelma showed us
her home.  She was very proud of how much she had
done to restore her home to the glory days when her
home was first built.  She had even hound a period
kitchen stove and converted it from coal oil to
natural gas.  Even in the front parlor and the living
room she had period correct cabinets.  The inlayed
doors hid modern LCD television and sound systems.
Even though she had wireless hand phones in almost
every room in the family room there was a functional
old wooden hand crank phone.  Where necessary the
hardwood floors had Persian area rugs.

      The back yard was just as well kept as the front
yard.  There was a winding path leading us to her
flower beds and a white gazebo.  The block wall
around her back yard was high enough to insure
privacy.  In the left corner was a single car garage
with the door opening onto the alley behind the
houses.
.
(Our town stopped building housing lots with alleys
after World War II to increase the number of
houses per acre.)

      Thelma proudly showed off her glider in the
gazebo and the three of us sat together in the glider.
Thelma took turns hugging us and kissing us.  She
complimented us on what nice sized breasts we had,
and felt us up.

      When Beverly and I felt her tits we discovered
she wasn't wearing a bra and her breasts were small
and sagged a lot.  We restricted our sexual activity
to just feeling and kissing for two reasons; waiting
for the other two women to arrive and the teasing
made all three of us horny as hell.

      As the expected time of arrival of Betty and
Ruby we returned to the family room to await their
arrival.  We heard their car pull up our front.  Thelma
went to the door and stood in the open door as her
guests approached the porch.

      They were thrilled to see me and get to meet my
girlfriend.  There was a lot of hugging a kissing.  It
didn't surprise me when they grabbed my ass while
kissing me.  When they grabbed Beverly's ass the
startled look on her face was priceless.  Ruby wanted
to take Beverly to the bedroom right away.

      It was obvious that Ruby was smitten by Beverly's
strawberry blonde hair and freckled alabaster skin.
The bed was crowded with the five of us on it, but we
managed.  The sex lasted all night.  By morning Ruby
was in love with Beverly and wanted her to be her
girlfriend.

......On our way home we discussed the impossibility of
her being Ruby's girlfriend because they couldn't
keep it from her parents forever.

      My godmother had me visit as soon as possible to
tell her about everything that took place.  I
demonstrated on her all of the things that had taken
place.



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