Date: Thu, 24 May 2012 08:49:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fantasy Apartments (lesbian/adult youth, oral, f/f, f/FFF...)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girls and older women.  If this type of content
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               Fantasy Apartments
                      By
                     Jan

	I grew up in a working class neighborhood.  We
lived in an average sized three bedroom house with
an outrageous mortgage, even though it was just one
block off one of the main thoroughfares.  It was
comical that the back of our lot butted up against
the back of a six unit apartment complex called the
"Fantasy Apartments."

	While I was growing up I slowly became aware
that rarely did anyone live in any of the apartments
for a year, and I became aware that every time
someone moved into one of the apartments it was a
female.  It really didn't seem unnatural to me
though.

	One time I noticed a couple of older women
moving into one of the apartments.  When they
noticed me watching them moving in over the cinder
block fence, they smiled at me and waved.  I even
talked to one or the other of them from time to
time.  They were friendly enough, but we only had
casual conversations with each other.

	I was thirteen when a new girl entered my
school and we were in the same classroom in the
seventh grade.  I thought she was an attractive girl
and befriended her right away.  Her name was Lilly
Mayfield, a dirty blonde with blue eyes.  Her figure
attracted males like bees to flowers.  She didn't
seem to notice their flirtations at all.  It took us a
couple of days before we got around to discussing
where we lived.  She didn't have a clue where my
address was, because the neighborhood was so new
to her.  As soon as she told me that she lived in "The
Fantasy Apartments" I knew exactly where she
lived.  I even knew which one because I had seen the
previous tenant emptying the apartment.  "Lilly...I
live right behind your apartment complex.  I even
know which apartment you're living in!"

	Lilly was excited to learn that I lived so close
to her.  "Why don't you come over tonight and meet
my mother when she gets home from work?"

	I was just as excited, as we held hands and
jumped up and down while we hugged, "I will tell my
parents and come over after dinner.  We agreed on a
time.  We even walked home together after school.
We only parted ways when we reached the street I
had to turn on to get to my block.

	I told my mother about Lilly and asked if I
could visit her after dinner.  She was pleased that I
had befriended a new girl in school, and had no
objections to me visiting her after dinner; her only
proviso was to be home before bedtime.

	I changed clothes before dinner and as soon as
mother and I had washed the dishes I chose to
climb over the backyard fence and dropped to the
ground behind one of the apartments.  There were
three apartments on either side of a central
driveway.  As I walked down the driveway I passed
the apartment of the two older women.  They were
outdoors puttering around a small flowerbed.  They
smiled at me and wished me a nice evening.  I smiled
at them and returned their greeting.

	When I arrived at the second apartment on
the left I knocked on the door.  The two older ladies
were watching carefully.  I thought it was a little
strange the way they were watching.  I also noticed
the drapes on a couple of other apartments move
while I was knocking on the door.

	Lilly opened the door and welcomed me into her
home.  I had never been in any of the apartments
before.  I quickly took in the surroundings.  To the
right was a small dining area and kitchen, we were
standing in a living room, and in front of me was a
small alcove leading to a bathroom flanked by the
two bedrooms.  I suspected that all of the other
apartments looked just about the same.  Lilly's
mother came out of the bedroom on the right.

	Lilly introduced me to her mother.  Her name
was Rosemary.  She approached me, took my hand
and pulled me close and she hugged me as Lilly told
her my name was Sandra.  She even kissed me on the
cheek.  After the greeting she stepped back and
casually placed her arm around Lilly's waist and
placed her hand on Lilly's hip.

	Lilly explained that we shared classes at school
and that I lived in the house right behind the
apartment complex.  Rosemary told me, "You can call
me Rose."  As she spoke she was rubbing her hand up
and down Lilly's butt.  "How much has Lilly told you
about us?"

	I was a little puzzled by the question, "Lilly has
not told me anything about her family."

	Rose turned towards Lilly and kissed her right
on the mouth.  "I don't want you going around school
telling everyone, but Lilly and I are lesbians!"

	I knew what the word meant, but had never
knowingly met one.  I had a little understanding what
the word meant, but had never reflected on what
they did with each other before.  The idea that the
mother was actually telling me that she and her
daughter were both lesbians was strange to me.  I
wondered if they did it to each other.  The word
"incest" was not part of my vocabulary at that time.

	I had already developed an attachment to Lilly.
I liked her, and if she was a lesbian I could accept
that even if I wasn't interested in what they did.

	Rose asked, "Do you know what lesbianism
means?"

	I blushed like the innocent I was, "I have heard
the word before, but all I know about it is that
women love women."

	She asked, "Would it bother you, knowing that
we are lesbians?"

	I paused before answering, "I have no feeling
about the subject one way or the other, I like Lilly
regardless of your life style."

	They approached me and both of them drew
me into their arms, and kissed my cheeks.  Rose
suggested that Lilly might like to show me her room.
The two of us went into her bedroom.  We listened
to music on her little inexpensive boom box stereo.
We didn't discuss sex the rest of the evening,
because we were discussing things like classes,
teachers and our classmates.  When I made my
excuses that I had to get home before bedtime the
three of us hugged and kissed before I made my way
to the back of the property.

	When I approached the fence I realized that I
had a problem.  Coming from my home I had simply
stepped onto the brick planter and hopped over the
rest of the six-foot fence.  Now I was looking at
having to scale the full six-foot-fence.  I was just
about to give up and walk all the way around the
block to get home, but one of the older women I had
seen earlier came out of her apartment and asked,
"Honey are you having a hard time getting back over
the fence?"

	I sheepishly agreed that I hadn't thought
about getting back over the fence earlier.  She
approached me and offered to help me get back over
the fence, and she asked if I planned to visit my
young friend again.  I admitted that I would visit my
friend again.  As she told me to bend my knee, she
laces her fingers together under my lower leg and
lifted me up so that I could make it over the fence,
she told me that she would look into making it easier
for me in the future.

	The next afternoon when I hopped on top of
the fence I saw that there was a sturdy box about
three feet high against the wall, and another box
about two feet high in front of that one.  So when I
climbed the boxes like stairs, I appreciated what the
woman had done for me.

	I saw the two women in the yard again, and
thanked them for thinking about me.  The one that
had helped me the night before said, "My name is
Wendy and that is Kathy.  We do love the company
of young girls too, and would love to offer you or
both of you tea sometime."

	I smiled and thanked them, but as I headed
towards Lilly's apartment it hit me that they might
have been flirting with me.

	I knocked on her door and Lilly greeted me.  I
asked Lilly, "When I climbed over the fence the two
older women closest to the fence talked to me, and I
think they were flirting with me."

	Lilly laughed, "Of course they were!  Don't you
realize that everyone living in The Fantasy
Apartments is a lesbian?"

	It hit me like a ton of bricks, I had been aware
that everyone living in the apartments was a woman,
but had never associated that fact with their sexual
preference.  That also explained why there had
never been a school aged person living in the
apartments.  I felt like an idiot.  I would never be
able to look at any of the women in the apartments
the same again.

	Rose was in the kitchen making dinner for the
three of us.  She had overheard our conversation,
and was definitely amused.  She casually suggested
that we wash up for supper.  We giggled as we
headed for the bathroom to wash our hands.  The
three of us sat at the small dining table, looking out
the window as we ate.  I noticed the coming and
going of several of the tenants.  To me it was a
fascinating group of women.

	The two I had met reminded me of sweet little
old grannies.

	The woman that lived directly across from
them reminded me of a truck driver.  She was a
heavyset woman that always wore jeans, tennis
shoes, and plaid flannel work shirts.  Her blonde hair
was cropped short in the fashion of a man.  The only
hint that she was a woman was her heavy breasts.  I
witnessed her leaving her apartment dressed in her
usual garb.  Rose pointed out that she was obviously
going out to her favorite hangout looking for a date.

	There were another couple of women that
passed the window headed towards one of the
apartments next door to theirs.  Rose proclaimed
that they were married for all intents and purposes.
They looked almost like sisters in every detail.  They
both sported blonde ponytails with bangs.  They even
wore the same type of clothes, tight jeans and
matching jersey tank tops.  Their tank tops were
short of their jeans, so that I could see that they
had matching tattoos just above the jeans on their
left hips.

	After we finished washing the dishes, I
assured Rose that the supper had been delicious, and
told them that my mother wanted to invite them to
dinner the next evening.  Rose inquired if I had told
her about their sexual preference.  I told her that I
had not told anyone, because she had asked me not
to discuss them being lesbian.

	Rose smiled and said, "Lilly...you can't act like
the little tart you are, if we are going to have dinner
with your friend's family."

	Lilly laughed and said, "Then you can't go
around flashing Sandra's mom either!"

	We talked for awhile.  Rose asked, "Would you
like to see how women make love to each other?"

	I was full of curiosity about the subject, "I
really would like to see that."

	Rose asked, "Would it bother you if I showed
you with Lilly?"

	For some reason I had mixed feelings.  I like
Lilly a little more than I thought (I guess I was a
little jealous), but I also had a strange feeling in the
pit of my stomach at the thought of watching a
mother and daughter actually having sex with each
other.  "I think I would like to see that."

	Rose moved over to the couch next to us, and
started kissing Lilly, while she started feeling up her
small breasts.  Lilly was also clawing at her mother's
clothes to get at her 38C breasts.

	I sat there in total fascination, watching them
undress each other.  Lilly's body was not much
different from mine, except her skin was much
paler.  Her breasts were no bigger than mine.  She
had some freckles on her shoulders though.  There
were a couple of brown moles on her body one on her
right shoulder and another on the inside of her right
thigh.  I was fascinated by the sight of her almost
pink pubic hair.  It was also the first time I had ever
seen an adult woman naked.

	Rose had a much fuller figure than Lilly, but
there was plenty of resemblance.  Her bigger
breasts were a creamy white color and she had a
brown mole on the outside of her right breast.  Her
pubic hair was thicker and a little darker blonde.  I
sat there watching them making love to each other.

	It was very exciting watching them feeling
each other's breasts before they took turns sucking
on each other's breasts.  While they were sucking on
each other's nipples they put their hands between
each other's legs, and rubbed each other's pussies.
Sitting so close I could even smell the aroma of
their pussies.  They rubbed each other for a long
time before Rose rearranged their bodies.  She
swung Lilly's leg around and placed it over the back
of the couch.  She crouched over Lilly and started
licking her daughter's pussy.

	I had never seen such a thing before, and had
always thought of that area as nasty.  Watching the
mother sucking and lapping on her daughter's pussy
was doing things to me that was almost like she was
sucking on my pussy too.  There was a lot of noise
going on.  Lilly was moaning and begging her mother
to lick her clit harder.  When Lilly's body started
quivering it frightened me, because I thought she
was having a seizure.  When she calmed down she
kissed her mother very passionately.  It was obvious
that Lilly had enjoyed everything that her mother
had done to her.

	Lilly disengaged her body from her mother so
that she could reverse positions.  When her mother
was on her back and her legs was resting over the
back of the couch, Lilly set about demonstrating to
me that she was able to make love to her mother the
same way Rose had made love to her.  There was a
lot more tit sucking before she knelt between her
mother's legs and sucked her pussy.  Like Lilly had
done, her mother moaned a lot and directed her
activities with colorful dirty words.  While Lilly was
eating her mother's pussy I noticed that I was very
close to her butt, and I could see her puckered
asshole and her pussy bulge from the up side down.

	I hardly noticed that I was drawn towards her
butt.  I found myself placing my hand on her butt.  I
started running my finger up and down the seam of
her body from clit to asshole.  When I touched her
asshole Lilly let out a moan of her own.

	Rose was watching everything I was doing, and
she told me to go ahead and lick her pussy.  I stuck
out my tongue and started licking Lilly's clit, and
swabbing between her labia minor.  My face had my
nose right against her asshole, and I could smell her
asshole.  While swabbing her pussy, Lilly was wiggling
her hips around so much that I accidently licked her
asshole.  It not only shocked Lilly, it shocked me too.
After the first taste of her behind I continued
tongue fucking Lilly's asshole.  After the two of
them had climaxes, they rested for awhile.

	When they had recovered they suggested that
I would enjoy it if they made love to me.  I couldn't
refuse them, because I had already tasted Lilly's
pussy and asshole.  The two of them set about
undressing me.  They took turns sucking my breasts
and pussy, while one would be sucking my pussy, the
other one would sit on my face, forcing me to lick
their cunts.  They even smothered me a little with
their cunts.  I found out what it was like to have
multiple climaxes that evening.  At one point they
came so quickly that they merged together and I
passed out.  When I came to, they were hovering
over me and when I opened my eyes they kissed me.

	Eventually I had to go home.  They helped me
get dressed and kissed me at the door as they
assured me that they would behave in front of my
parents tomorrow night.  I was so relaxed that even
with the boxes to help it was hard for me to get
back over the wall.

	The next evening Rose and Lilly rang our
doorbell at the appointed hour.  I sweated a little
while introducing them to my parents.  I feared that
they would recognize them as lesbians.  The evening
went well.  Rose even helped wash the dishes with my
mother after supper.  Dad retreated to his man cave
to get away from the chatter of four women.  All
considered, my parents were pleased with my new
friends.  I was allowed to visit several times a week
and even sleepover a couple of times a month.

	Wendy and Kathy always smiled at me and
reminded me that any time I like I could stop by for
tea.  It was a little embarrassing knowing that they
knew why I was visiting Rose and Lilly.  The nights I
slept with them, it was an orgy in Rose's bed.  I
couldn't get enough of the feeling they induced in my
body.  I gave them tit for tat.

	One afternoon when I climbed the fence to
visit Lilly, she suggested that we take up Wendy and
Kathy on their offer for tea.  I wasn't all that hot
for a tea party, but I knew tea was not going to be
the only thing offered.

	We headed back to their apartment and
knocked on their door.  Their apartment was clean
and had a combination smell of lavender and Vicks.
The two of them were overjoyed to have the
company of a couple of young teenagers.  They
fussed over us.  They put a pot of water on the
stove, while gathering up the china and flatware
appropriate for tea.  They put on a demonstration of
the proper way an English woman makes tea.  They
presented homemade cookies for us to eat while
drinking our tea.

	When we moved back to their living room they
maneuvered us to the couch where we sat down
together as they flanked us.  We talked about a
number of subjects until Lilly boldly asked them if
they wanted to kiss us.

	The two sweet little old ladies chuckled and
blushed.  They giggled like school girls as they
admitted that they had hoped that we would visit
them.  We turned to face them.  Lilly was facing
Kathy and I was facing Wendy.  We hugged each
other and kissed.  It was so strange to be tongue
kissing a woman old enough to my grandmother.
Wendy started feeling my body.  Eventually her hand
rested on my breast.  While I continued kissing her,
I placed my hand on one of her big flabby breasts.
It was obvious that she did not have a bra on under
her dress and slip.

	When I checked out what Lilly and Kathy were
doing, Lilly had already opened Kathy's dress and was
stuffing her hand inside.  Kathy was not sitting idly
by while Lilly was playing with her breasts.  She was
stroking Lilly's leg.  Her hand went under Lilly's
dress.  Wendy had similar ideas.  It didn't take long
for her to get her hand inside my panties.  As much
as we wanted to see their naked bodies they wanted
to see ours.

	We shed our clothes and the little old women
insisted on sucking our pussies first.  Boy...did they
know what they were doing.  Lilly and I sat there
with our legs spread while the chubby women buried
their faces in our cunts.  It was so deliciously wicked
watching those sweet little old ladies eating our
pussies.  When we finished coming we insisted on
eating theirs.  They were pleased as punch, and
spread their legs for us.  We set about face fucking
the sweet little old ladies.  It was a very rewarding
evening, but eventually I had to get dressed and
scale the wall.

	My love affair with Lilly and her mother lasted
for more than a year.  The other women in the
apartments accepted me as a welcome visitor, for
the most part.  The day came when Rose and Lilly
informed me that they were moving to another
state.  It broke my heart.  I wanted to run away
with them, but that was an unrealistic dream.

	My mother tried to console me, and assure me
that I would make new friends eventually.  She had
no idea just how close Lilly and I had been.  I helped
them pack in preparation of their leaving.  It was a
traumatic departure of tearful goodbyes.

	Even the dike helped us pack them up.  Wendy
and Kathy helped too.  As they loaded up their
rented trailer and pulled out, Wendy assured me
that I was always welcome to visit them.  I was
despondent for a couple of weeks.  I simply went to
school and moped around the house.  I saw another
woman moving her stuff into the apartment that
Rose and Lilly had occupied and that sealed the fact
that I would never see them again.

	I grew tired of masturbating nightly to put
myself to sleep.  I remembered Wendy's invitation to
visit them, so I climbed the wall one afternoon and
knocked on their door.  When Wendy opened the
door she wrapped me in her arms and kissed my
cheeks.  She turned to Kathy and said, "Look who's
come to visit."

	Kathy smiled as she sipped on a cup of coffee.
She came around the kitchen divide to and joined us
for a group hug.  When Kathy kissed me I could
taste the coffee in her mouth.  They asked me if I
needed anything, and I told them that I needed love.
They led me to their bedroom and they helped me
get undressed, before they removed their clothes.
They picked me up and placed me right in the middle
of their bed.

	The both commented on how much I had
matured over the past year.  I had hardly noticed
that my breasts had filled out making me a 36C, my
hips had widened and I had just a 24-inch waist.
They flanked my body so that they could each have
a tit to play with.  They were experts at kissing and
making love to girls.  They were sucking on my nipples
while finger fucking me.  They brought me right to
the edge of cumming before they let me cool off.  It
was pure torture to interrupt the sex.  I was about
on the verge of crying when Wendy moved down my
body, so that she could put her mouth over my cunt.
I was looking at her down there looking up at me, as
she ate my pussy.  She was making all kinds of
slurping noises while she ate my pussy.

	Kathy was lying there playing with one of my
tits.  Right when I was getting back to that place
just before cumming Kathy got up and straddled my
shoulders facing me.  She lowered her body down
blocking my view of Wendy with her pussy.  I missed
the smell of a wet pussy and the texture of wet
flesh.  She set about fucking my mouth with her
cunt.  I soon was experiencing a strong climax, but
Kathy continued fucking my face until she cummed.

	We lounged around on the sweat covered bed
for awhile.  The cleaned me up and dressed me
before sending me home.  They simply put on
bathrobes and shower shoes as they helped me back
over the fence.  They didn't care if the other
bitches saw them helping me.  Before I dropped back
on my side of the fence I noticed that several of
the curtains were pulled back, so I knew at least
three of the women were watching.

	One day after school, I stopped at the
corner convenience store for a slurpee.  The
big dyke that lived across from the apartment
that Lilly had lived in was there buying a few
things.  She was buying a carton of cigarettes,
milk and a six-pack of beer.  When I exited the
store the dike was waiting for me.  She started
walking with me and said, "I don't normally flirt
with jailbait, but I know that you are no virgin.
Why don't you come home with me?"

	I was afraid of her.  How could I tell her
how much she frightened me?  "I have always
been frightened of you, because you are so big
and tough looking."

	She belly laughed, "I have never harmed
any dolly before."

	She virtually led me down the main street
towards the Fantasy Apartments.  When we
reached her apartment she used one hand to
hold the paper sack while fishing out her key
from her jeans.  She let me enter the
apartment before her, and used her foot to
close the door behind us.  She put the key back
in her pants as she placed the sack on the
kitchen counter.

	Her apartment was a mirror image of
Lilly's apartment.  It was just not as clean.  I
was studying her place, while she pulled out her
carton of cigarettes and removed a pack.  She
opened the pack and put one of the filtered
cigarettes in her mouth.  She used a cheap
lighter to light it.  When she tilted her head
back and blew the gray smoke towards the
ceiling I smelled the aroma of the smoke, and
noticed the ocher stained ceiling.

	I was very intimidated by the size of the
woman as she approached me.  When she
wrapped her arm around me, I smelled the stale
tobacco odor on her clothes and her sweaty
body.  She took the cigarette out of her mouth
and held it between her fingers, while she bent
over and kissed me on the mouth.  The taste of
tobacco in her mouth was disgusting.  After a
few minutes of her kissing me, and I hardly
noticed the taste of her mouth, but the stink
of her clothes remained.

	She hefted one of my breasts and said,
"You have developed very nicely this past year.
You are almost a woman now!"

	I couldn't have resisted her, even if I had
wanted too.  When she pulled me into her
bedroom I quickly scanned the surroundings.
The bed was unmade, clothes were scattered
around.  The ashtray by the bed was almost full.
This was definitely not the room of a delicate
female.  I couldn't picture any woman
decorating their walls with pornographic
pictures of naked women engaging in all manner
of oral and anal sex.  I have to admit that
looking at the nasty pictures did make my
panties wet.

	I had known for a long time that
regardless of the fact that her name was
Bernice, she preferred to be called Bernie.  I
asked, "Bernie, do you have a girlfriend?"

	She gave out with a belly laugh again.
"Honey...I rarely have a regular girlfriend."
She pointed to a picture of a skinny woman and
said, "She lived with me for a couple of years,
but I caught her in bed with another bitch and
kicked her out."

	I found it sad that she didn't have a
girlfriend.  I knew that being such a full
fledged dyke must get picked on and teased by
men a lot.  She must also frighten straight
women and girls like me too.

	Bernie started removing all of my school
clothes, and tossing them aside without caring
where they landed.  She complimented me on
my figure again when she sat down on her bed
to admire my body.  She felt my naked skin
gently with her strong coarse hands.

	Then she started unbuttoning her flannel
shirt.  She had on an Army issue green ribbed
tank top undershirt.  Her shoulders had tattoos
of sexy women's faces with long flowing hair.
When she pulled off the undershirt I saw just
how big her tits were.

	Her breasts were like balloons half filled
with water.  They sagged almost to her waist.
They were only supported by her fat belly.  Her
areolas were at least three inches in diameter.
They were only slightly darker than her creamy
white skin.  Her nipples were inverted.  When
she turned around I saw the large tattoo on her
back.

	The tattoo was of a naked woman riding a
Harley Davidson chopper as if it was coming off
of her back.  The front wheel was in the air and
large.  The wild hair of the woman was flying
back as she clung to the handlebars.  I
wondered if that was a real woman friend of
Bernie, but was afraid to ask.

	She crossed her chubby legs and untied
the laces on her work boots.  She dropped them
on the floor and pulled off her smelly socks too.
She had to stand to unbutton her tight fitting
jeans, and peel them down her legs.  The
panties she had on were old and washed until
they were thin.  They had a permanent stain in
the crotch.  The front was yellowish and the
back had an ocher stain.  There was also a
brown spot from the last time she had shit.
She looked disgusted when she removed them
and discarded them.

	While she was standing she picked me up
like a baby and placed me on her rumpled bed.
Again I smelled stale tobacco clinging to the
sheets.  (I promised myself that I would never
smoke)  She virtually licked every part of my
body from head to toe.  She turned out to be a
marvelous lover.  She made my nipples tingle,
and sucked all over both tits.  She even stuck
her tongue into my navel.  I was sweating like a
pig by the time she got around to sucking my
pussy.  After I had the first cum she assured
me that I had a sweet tasting pussy, and
regretted not finding out long before this.

	I just had to show her how much I enjoyed
what she had done to me.  I played with both of
her breasts and sucked on them for a long time.
I placed my hand on her big vulva and ran my
middle finger through her pubic hair to find her
sweaty wet clit.  I diddled it until she was
begging me to kiss her pussy.  When I went
down on her I had never smelled such a strong
odor from any pussy before.  I dove in and did
everything I could to make her cum.  When it
was over I got dressed and climbed the fence
into my backyard.

	I had forgotten about Mother being home
and she greeted me as I came in the back door.
I had not even thought about showering.
Mother asked, "Have you been smoking?"

	I broke out in a sweat, "No, Mother I was
just visiting one of the ladies in the apartments
behind us.  She smokes a lot and everything in
her place smells of stale tobacco."

	When she got even closer she must have
smelled the pussy juice drying on my face.  She
turned up her nose, "You smell like pussy too,
have you been eating pussy?"

	I felt as weak as a baby, and broke down
crying.

	Mother wrapped her arms around me,
"Honey we can't tell your father about this.  I
suspected you were having sex with Lilly from
the start.  Her mother was just too friendly.  I
got a vibe every time she touched me."

	Before I changed clothes I told Mom
about everything.  Boy...was I surprised when
Mother came into my bathroom naked and
joined me in the shower.  Now Mother and I
visit all of the ladies from the Fantasy
Apartments.



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