Date: Mon, 23 Nov 2015 03:39:07 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Elaine and Her Neighbor (Lesbian/Lesbian/adult youth, oral, f/F

Warning:

Lesbian/adult youth, oral, f/F

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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               Elaine and Her Neighbor
                        By
                       Jan

       I am an only child raised by a single father in
western Tennessee.  He was a pretty good provider,
but he was distant and never showed any affection.  I
was left to take care of myself.  As a result I was
independent, but as a result I was a loner and lonely
child.

      We lived in a neighborhood that was on the edge
of a wooded area.  Our home was on a cul-de-sac.
There were woods directly behind our home.  To the
left of our home was a park, and to the right was the
road to the town.  The main street consisted of little
shops.  At the far end was the high school that I had
attended.  Past the school was the department store.

      I was a tinny 14-year-old, just entering high
school at the time.  I had dark hair and anyone not
knowing me would think I was a 10-year-old.  I was
only 4 foot 8 inches tall and barely weighed 80
pounds.

      Growing up on Buckley Circle, the girls my age
didn't want to play with me because I looked much
younger than I was.  As a result I used to ride my
bicycle the two blocks to Freedom Park.  The park
had a large playground.  There was a bunch of swings
that I loves, and still do.

      I frequented the park regularly, and I began to
notice that the same woman was there a lot of times.
She appeared to me to be in her late 20's or early
30's, I later found out that she was 31-years-old.  I
saw her so much that I began to smile and wave at
her.  If I was close enough I would greet her with,
"Hi!"  We slowly developed a talking relationship.

      She was tall slim and elegant woman.  She is 5'7"
with 36-DD and a nice bottom.  Yes...I noticed it and
loved at it.  When we met and parted we would hug.
My head would rest nicely on her breasts, and it
would get my nipples hard and my little vagina wet.

      She turned out to be new to the area and loved
the park as well.  I learned later that she thought I
was a 10-year-old.  As our relationship developed she
would invite me to visit her home.  I felt comfortable
enough with her to accompany her to her home.  She
always talked to me about wanting children and asked
if I'd call her Auntie, and I loved doing it.

      Her name was Beth Lewis, she was married to a
man named Matthew or Matt Lewis, but he was rarely
home, as result we usually had the house to ourselves.
I rarely even saw her husband.

      Like I said, she was always telling me how much
she wished she had a daughter just like me.  She
enjoyed buying me clothes from Junior Miss Section.
I didn't have any trouble bringing home new clothes,
because I did the laundry and Dad left for work
before I had to get ready for school, and I got home
hours before he got home from work.  I doubt he
would even notice if I wore a new dress right in front
of him.  Many times he would tell me that he had to
work late the next day, and I would find a note telling
me to buy my diner, along with a twenty dollar bill
attached to the fridge by a magnet.  I could make my
own dinner and save the money if I chose to do so.
When he was working late I could stay with Auntie
Beth just as late as I wanted.

      Auntie Beth would buy me new age appropriate
school clothes, and asked me to try them on in her
presence.  She always found excuses to place her
hands on the material to smooth out a wrinkle or pat
a part of my body to show approval.  It was a slow
seduction.  She enjoyed the chase, as much as the
goal.  The stroking of my body became more personal
over time.

      I became accustom to her placing her hands on
my tight little butt and small breasts with the puffy
nipples, and she often included a kiss on the mouth
while feeling me up.  It always thrilled me when she
kissed me on the mouth.  The first time she got me to
stick out my tongue and sucked on my tongue, she also
placed her right hand on the crotch of my shorts.
There were only the two layers of material of my thin
shorts and panties separating her hand from my little
pussy.  I'm sure that it surprised her to feel my little
patch of dark pubic hair, because she thought I was
only ten, and girls that young don't normally have
pubic hair, but that didn't deter her from continuing
the seduction of me.

      One afternoon she had bought me some
underwear from a different kind of store.  She was
very excited about showing me what she had bought
for me.  There was a weeks-worth of underpants laid
on her bed, only these panties were not age
appropriate for a young girl.  They were see-through
little wisps of gossamer material that would not hide
anything, and a couple of them were crotch-less.  She
had also bought little brassieres that were also see
through, and would barely cover even my little
breasts.  She was very excited about me putting
them on.

      She sat on the bed while I undressed in front of
her.  She had me put on every pair on the undies, and
made comments about how charming I looked in them.
She smoothed out every imagined wrinkle as an
excuse to touch and feel my breasts crotch and butt.
Her touch excited me beyond belief.  The panties
with crotches were quickly moist from the juices
leaking from my vagina.

      Auntie Beth rubbed my crouch and smelled her
fingers before sucking on them.  She started
carrying on about how her mother breasts fed her
and allowed me to suck on her breasts whenever she
was hurt and scared.  She asked me if I remembered
nursing from my mother's breasts.

      That question upset me because I had no
memories of my mother.  To comfort me Beth pulled
my head against her breasts.  My face was buried
between her large breasts.  They were warm and
smelled of her perfume.  She gathered me into her
arms and sat me on her lap.  She unbuttoned a couple
of buttons of her dress and pulled one of her large
breasts out of her bra.  It was a soft creamy orb
with a large pink areola and the nipple was as large as
the first joint of my little finger.  She pressed my
face into the soft flesh.  I opened my mouth and
licked the nipple before taking it into my mouth.  I
sucked on it, and the longer I sucked on it the more
demanding I became.  Beth had to caution me not to
bite so hard.  I was lost in the motherly embrace of a
woman that was rubbing my pussy while I sucked on
her tit.

      Aunty Beth eventually laid me on the bed, and
removed the tight little panties.  I watched her as
she removed all of her clothes before she lay next to
me and kissed my mouth while feeling my little
breasts.  She licked my face, neck, chest until she
found one of my little puffy nipples.  I had always
been jealous of my classmates with the big tits, but
at this moment I was thrilled at the way Beth was
sucking on my areolas.  I was happy playing the little
girl for her.  While she was sucking on my puffy little
areolas, she started stroking my crotch.

      When her fingers touched my little clitoris it
sent a quiver through my body that caused me to
shake.  I grabbed her wrist and held her hand still,
against my pussy.  Beth pulled her hand away as she
started licking her way down my body.  When she
reached my little hairy patch I thought I was going to
lose it.  I had heard my classmates bragging about
their boyfriends eating their pussies.  The prospect
of this woman old enough to be my mother actually
eating my pussy was mind blowing.

      She did something totally unexpected she turned
her body around and mounted me, so that her crotch
was right over my head.  I was looking up at a mature
pussy for the first time.  I felt her mouth cover my
little vulva.  She was licking my pussy and stimulating
my clitoris like mad.  Her thighs were pressed against
my cheeks, and they were warm.  My head was
trapped between them, and I was looking up at her
crotch.  The air was pungent with the humid aroma of
her pussy.  I was fascinated with the sight of an
adult pussy.  Her vulva was covered with trimmed
pubic hairs, and her labia minor was open exposing her
inner vagina was open and I saw her urethra, ragged
remains of where her hymen had been and the bulge
of her cervix.  The interior of her vagina looked like
slimy raw meat.  Her labia major merged to become
perineum leading to her asshole.  She lowered her
crotch to my face covering my mouth with her vagina.
Licking her cunt was filling my mouth with her vagina
fluids.  I swallowed her fluids as fast as I could.  It
was difficult to concentrate on eating her pussy with
her eating mine.  My orgasm overtook me suddenly.
It was obvious what was happening to me.  Just about
the time I was recovering Beth had and orgasm too.
She suddenly sat up, and in doing so her asshole
moved over my mouth.  I found myself actually
sticking my tongue into her asshole.  She responded
by wiggling her butt around while telling be how good
a girl I was.

	From that day on I was in love with Beth and
visited her almost every day.  She introduced me to
all manner of sex toys from dildos to vibrators.  We
were lovers until I went away to college



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