Date: Sun, 3 Apr 2016 21:25:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Buch Girl From New South Wales (Lesbian/Romance oral, anal, F/Ff)

Warning:

Romance oral, anal, F/Ff

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.

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          Butch Girl from New South Wales

                      By
                     Jan

      I was born and raised in the outback of New
South Wales, Australia.  I'm not sure for a fact, but
I was told my family was descendants of the first
fleet of prisoners sent to Sidney from England.  So
many people claim to have ancestors from the first or
second fleet you never can tell.  As for me I don't
care because I'm the black sheep of the family.

      I knew I was different from an early age.  I left
home at a young age to live in Sydney because my life
style and full figured body didn't fit in with my
families rightwing community.  I migrated to the
Kinks Cross because it is the bohemian area known
for the flamboyant gay community.

      I adopted the trappings of a punk girl.  Work
boots, black jeans with stress holes in the knees and
butt, black jersey over a white T-shirt.  I shaved the
left side of my head and cropped my red hair short
on the right side.  I deliberately selected a pattern
of a combination of both Japanese and Maori tattoos.

      The Japanese tend to select a colorful theme
that takes years to complete and covers their whole
body, where the Maori men use thick black lines to
define their clan and even cover their face to make
them look fierce.  It was my idea to combine a
colorful design with a bold line of the Maori style.  I
began with the bold lines on my body and limbs.  Then
I had colorful flowers with leaves and vines filling in
the areas.  I also included portraits of a couple of my
early lovers placed on my thighs.  The artwork was
fantastic.

      When occasions arose to show of my tats I took
pride in the admirations from fans, and enjoyed the
stairs from people that were upset by girls covered
with tattoos.

      One day my mate and I took a Comby (Volkswagen
van) on a fortnight Holladay trip north.  We started
out headed in the cost to the State of Queensland.
As soon as we crossed over the mountains we camped
put in a eucalyptus forest.

      The fallen leaves created a thick mat for our
ground cloth.   The familiar pungent odor of the
eucalyptus trees was strong.  There was enough
breeze to keep the fly's down.  So we opted to sleep
on top of the ground cloth.  It was a balmy night and
sleeping bags were not even necessary.

      My mate's name is Kathy a slender girl I've known
for years.  She sports a few Irish Celtic tattoos.  As
soon as we set up camp we made use of the ground
cloth.  I propped my arse up against a tree while
Kathy pulled down my shorts.  She pressed her face
against my cunt and smelled my pussy before she
pulled my panties down.  She went back to smelling
and licking my hairy pussy.  When I had enough of her
licking my pussy I turned around and held the tree
while bending over.  Kathy spread my bum and smelled
my arse before she started licking my asshole.  I
wiggled my butt around because her tongue tickled
me.  She held onto my hips in an attempt to hold me
still while she tongue fucked my arse.  When I had
enough of that I turned around and helped Kathy lay
on the ground cloth.

      Now it was my turn to set about making Kathy
cum.  I helped her remove her halter top and shorts.
I always enjoy feeling her small pear shaped tits and
sucking on her nipples.  Going down on her is a
pleasure for me, but it is natural for me to be the
dormant person in our relationship.  I'm so much
bigger than her it just comes naturally for me to have
her eat my pussy and then put on a strap-on dildo and
fuck her.  We enjoyed a couple of days in the forest
making love to each other before continuing to travel
north.  We pasted through the capital of Queensland
on our way to the Great Barrier Reef.  It was our plan
to do some scuba diving.

      We made our way up the coast until we came upon
a small little community where we could camp far
enough from town that we wouldn't have to worry
about unwanted intrusion of unwelcome visitors.  We
rented scuba gear from a dive shop in town.  We
inquired from the shop owner where we could camp
near the beach that would be private and would be a
good diving place.  After he showed us on a map
where the diving was good, we stocked up on food
from a grocery store before heading on up the coast.

      The location the dive shop had recommended was
perfect.  The camp site was secluded, and there no
one anywhere near us.  So we were free to run around
in the nude, and any vehicle coming up the road would
be seen long before they reached out camp site.  The
second day we were there we saw a truck coming, so
we put on bathing suits in plenty of time.  It was the
dive shop owner and he had his teenaged daughter
with him.  The two of them gave us a guided tour of
the best diving locations.

      His daughter was obviously fascinated by our
tattooed bodies, but was too shy to asked questions
in front of her father.  After the two of them
packed up their gear and headed back to town along
with our empty air tanks.  Kathy and I discussed how
much we both would have liked getting into the girls
pants.

      Her name was Carol and she was a charming
looking blonde with innocent blur eyes.  She had trim
figure to die for.

      We camped out on the warm sand that night and
we had Kathy eat my pussy while I played with my tits
and discussed how much I would like to fuck Carol.

      When the rising sun woke up in the morning we
made breakfast and were in the process of cleaning
up when we saw the truck coming up the road.  We
put on bathing suits in plenty of time before the
truck rounded the last bend before reaching our
campsite.  We were pleasantly surprised to see Carol
behind the wheel.

      When she got out of the truck we exchanged
hugs before we started pulling air tanks out of the
back of the truck.  She had not only brought our
rental tanks, she had brought a half dozen extra
tanks.  She explained that with the extra tanks we
could spend more time in the water.  She asked if she
could dive with us.

      Of course we were thrilled with the prospect of
having her company, and we looked at each other
knowing that we were going to try and seduce her.
We geared up and went diving.  We had brought along
water proofed 'Go-Pro' cameras.  We had a great time
diving, had lunch and changed tanks for another dive.

      The rest of the day was spent cleaning the gear
and making preparations for the evening meal.  Carol
was obviously fascinated by out tats.  She finally had
to ask, "Did it hurt when we were tattooed.  We told
her that it hurt the most where the skin is thinnest
over bones.  She also wanted to know how long it took
me to get all of my tattoos.  I told her it had taken
more than a decade to complete my illustration.  She
asked if all of my body was covered.

      That was the open invitation for Kathy and me to
remove our bathing suits and show off out bodies
along with our tattoos.  Carol just had to trace the
designs on my body with her finger.  When she came
to the portraits of the two women on my thighs she
asked, "Who are they?"

.      I proudly pointed to the one on my right hip and
told her, "That is the woman that was my first loved."

      Carol asked, "When was that?"

      I told her, "I was an 11-year-old when she
introduced me to sex."  After a brief pause while I
let her absorb the information that I had sex with an
adult woman when I was a young girl, then I pointed
at the portrait of the other woman on my other hip,
and said, "That is the woman I seduced when I was
15-years-old."

     Carol's eyes opened to show white all around the
irises.  "How did you do that?"

      I smiled at her as she traced the tattoo of the
woman.  "I had been the lover of the woman that
introduced me to sex for years.  When I was 15, I
fell in love with a married woman.  I spent as much
time with her as possible.  She had never made love
to a female before, and it took me several months to
seduce her.  I made love to her every day for two
years before we were discovered by her husband.  My
family disowned me, so I move to Sydney where I
could live the way I wanted."

      Carol was still tracing my tattoos, so I said,
"Honey, if you keep touching me I'm going to have to
eat your pussy!"

      Carol smiled sheepishly at me and her finger
continued to follow a tat to my tit and she circled my
areola.  I placed my hand on her tight little butt and
pulled her to me and bent down to kiss her on the
mouth.

      Kathy was not to be left out, so she moved behind
Carol and pressed her body against Carol's backside,
and reached around her body and grasped her small
breasts.  We removed Carol's bathing suit in quick
order.

      I had to admire her shaved pussy.  Her puffy
vulva was creamy white.  I couldn't help loving the
innocent swollen vulva of young girls.  While she stood
there in the warm sands I knelt before her and
pressed my face against her pussy and licked her like
a ravenous animal.  Kathy knelt behind her and
started eating her ass.  Carol had to cling to my
shoulders while she experienced a strong orgasm.

      Carol spent the night with us and she found out
what it is like to bury her face in Kathy's and my
hairy pussies.  By morning her tits were red with love
bites and she had lost count of the numbers or
orgasms she had.  She spent the day diving with us
and having sex even in the water.  I'm sure her father
was aware of what she had been doing when she
returned to the shop to re-fill the tanks and her
body was sunburned all over.  She returned to our
camp with full air tanks and additional food supplies.

      It was a week of unbridled sex.  We eventually
had to pack up the Comby and return home to the
drudgery of work a day routine.  Carol promised to
visit us soon.




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