Date: Mon, 22 Jun 2015 20:35:34 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: First Encounter with a Woman  (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal, f/F)

Warning:

Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal, 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
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        First Encounter with a Woman
                   By
                  Jan

     My mother named me Clara after her favorite
aunt, and I remember her fondly too.  I consider my
parents to be happily married.  Oh, they have their
share of arguments.  Dad made enough money for a
comfortable living, as long as they didn't get into a lot
of debt.  They had a pretty large mortgage on the
three bedroom house, and almost always were paying
for a car.  They managed to be a two car family.

     My brother is three years older than me, and had
always been overly protective of me.  When he
reached puberty he became a horny bastard.  He was
falling in love with a different girl every three or
four months.

     I had a full schedule from the start.  I had dance
classes in the morning, school during the day,
swimming class in the afternoon, and Scouting a little
later.  Like most of my friends we graduated to Girl
Scouts at the appropriate age.

     My best friend and I explored our sexuality with
each other.  When she would have sleepovers we
would kiss and masturbate each other.  When we
joined the Girl Scouts we even indulged in a little oral
sex with each other.  Selling Girl Scout cookies was
when I had my first encounter with an adult woman.

     Like all Girl Scout Troops there were incentives to
sell the most boxes of cookies.  There were three
Girl Scouts living on our block, so the neighbors were
saturated with girls begging them to buy cookies.  We
even set up tables outside grocery stores to sell
cookies as a Troop, but I was more ambitious so I
canvassed a larger circle of blocks.  When I had
solicited almost every house in town I started hitting
the apartment building and motels.  I brushed off the
rude dismissals and moved on.

     One afternoon I knocked on the door of an
apartment in a neighborhood I had never been in
before.  The woman that answered the door was a
nice looking woman.  I was not good at judging ages,
but I would have guessed that she was close to forty
years old.  She smiled when she saw me standing
there in my uniform, carrying sample boxes of
cookies.  She invited me in, while telling me that she
had been a Girl Scout.

      I quickly scanned the apartment and it was a
typical single bedroom apartment.  It had a living
room barely large enough for a couch, sitting chair,
coffee table and a stand for a television.  There was
a wall separating that room from the dining and
kitchen area.  The dining table was just large enough
for 4 people, but seating four would be very tight.
There was a bathroom in the back, and a bedroom.

      She insisted that I have a seat, and offered me a
cold drink.  I accepted simply because I was thirsty.
She told me her name was Valerie, and asked me my
name.  I told her that my name was Lynn.  She
assured me that she would buy cookies from me.  She
looked at my samples and the folder with pictures of
boxes and order forms.  She carried on about how
much she had enjoyed selling cookies as a girl.  While
she talked to me she rested her hand on my bare
knee, and it gave me a strange feeling.

      She reminisced about how much fun she had while
in the scouts.  She asked me if I had kissed any of my
fellow scouts.  I answered without thinking, "Yes."  I
knew she was trying to seduce me, and for some
reason I knew that I wanted to find out what she had
to teach me.  I felt an animal attraction to her.

      Her perfume and body odor was overwhelming.  It
was enough to make my head spin.

      I studied what she looked like very carefully.
She was a very attractive woman for her age.  I
suspected that she wore a size eleven dress.  Her
hair was brunette, and with a soft silken waves.  Her
eyes were a light blue that looked almost gray.  Her
nose was straight with flaring nostrils.  Her lips were
full perfect cupids bow.  Her face was an oval with a
strong jaw.  Her figure was that of a mature woman,
with full breasts and wide hips.  Her fingernails were
carefully manicured with a natural flesh color and the
cuticles and tips were painted white.  She was
wearing a simple skirt and blouse suitable for office
attire.  Her nylons were a natural nude color.  She
was wearing pumps with three inch feels that she was
obviously comfortable wearing.

      She assured me that she would buy ten 'Thin
Mints,' and ten boxes of 'S'mores.'  She even assured
me that she would pay for them in advance.  I was
thrilled at the prospect of such a large order.  She
added that she hoped I would feel free to drop by
for a visit any time, even before I had to deliver the
cookies.  The implication was obvious.  I assured her
that I would have the cookies in a week, because I
would pick them up at the next troop meeting, and
deliver them the next evening.

      She walked me to the door after paying for the
cookies with cash, and she lifted my chin and kissed
me lightly on my lips.

      Walking home I thought about her offer, and
found that my panties were getting moist.  The next
day I faxed in my orders, so that at the troop
meeting the boxes would be arranged by the names
of the buyers.  I knew that it would require someone
in my family to drive me to deliver all of the cookies,
so I wouldn't have an opportunity to spend a lot of
time with her.  The prospect of having sex with an
older attractive woman was very appealing to me, so I
made up my mind to visit her, long before the cookies
would be ready.

      I thought about it all day at school, so as soon as
I got home I changed into my uniform and told my
mother I was going out to sell more cookies.  I
actually did hit a few homes on my way just so that I
would have 4 or 5 orders.  Then I made a bee line for
Valerie's apartment.  My heart was pounding by the
time I knocked on her door.

     When Valerie opened the door she flashed me a
big smile, and welcomed me with the statement that
she had hoped that I would visit her before the
cookies were ready to be delivered.  "Please, come on
in!"

      She ushered me right to her couch and without
asking she brought us both glasses of iced tea.  She
sat next to me and reiterated that she was so
pleased to see me, and she placed her hand on my
knee.  It was still cold from the iced filled glasses.
Her hand warmed up quickly.

      This time she was full of questions about what my
friend and I did when we were alone.  I started
telling her what my friend and I did, even to
admitting that we had sucked each other's pussies.
That pleased Valerie very much.  While I was telling
her about my sex life, her hand was creeping up the
inside of my thigh.  I felt her pull my panties aside
and start stroking and probing my pussy.  I was
overwhelmed by the way she was kissing me and
playing with my pussy, after my narrative about my
sex life.

     She asked me if I would like her to teach me
everything her Girl Scout Troop had taught her about
sex.  I was breathless when I whispered into her
mouth, "Please!"

     Valerie proceeded to remove my uniform.  I had
worn my best underwear.  My panties were delicate
baby blue lace that allowed anyone to see the delicate
pubic hairs underneath, and my little bra was a
matching baby blue thing that supported my little
breasts while allowing the areolas and nipples to be
admired.  She paused long enough to compliment me
on my darling lingerie, and she slipped her hand inside
the top of the bra to pull out one of my breasts
before she took the nipple into her mouth.

	It was very thrilling and I stroked her silken
hair while she sucked on my tit.  It was unbelievably
exciting to be sitting there on her couch all but naked
while she made love to me.  While she was sucking on
my nipple, she slipped her hand down the waistband
of my panties, and started stroking my pussy.  I was a
quivering mass of jelly.  I had an orgasm quickly, and
felt like I was going to pass out.  By the time I
recovered I felt like my limbs weighed a ton.  When I
recovered Valerie was sitting up, and she was
removing her own clothes.

     I was fascinated by the sight of her shedding her
blouse.  She had on a bra that lifted her breasts but
didn't cover her nipples.  She pinched her own nipples,
and guided my hand to them before she reached
behind her back to unfasten her bra.  When the cups
were released the bra fell to her lap, and her breasts
relaxed.  They felt heavy in my hands, as I molded
the soft flesh.  She reached out and pulled my head
to her breasts.  My nose was buried between the
fragrant swell of her breasts.  I tasted her flesh,
before she directed my mouth to the nipple of her
right tit.  I suckled like a babe.  I would have sucked
on it forever, but she insisted on me sucking on the
other nipple.  Again I would have suckled forever, but
Valerie had other plans.

     She pushed me away and bade me to remove my
uniform.  She sat there playing with her nipples while
I stood in front of her and removed my sash,
removed the vest, and pulled the blouse out of my
skirt.  I unbuttoned the blouse.  As I opened the
blouse my modest little bra was exposed.  It barely
covered my young swelling breasts.  Valerie was
pinching and pulling on her nipples while I finished
removing my bra.

      I turned my skirt around to unfasten the flap and
unzip the skirt.  My small breasts hung as I bent over
to step out of the skirt.  Valerie told me to continue.

     I had deliberately worn very delicate panties that
were a couple of years old because they would fit so
tightly that they would be wedged between my labia
major.  I wanted to show off my swollen and puffy
labia.  I refused to think of it as a camel's toe.
Having spent so much time sucking on her nipples, the
crotch of my little pink panties was so moist that
unless you felt the slimy liquid you would think I had
wet my panties.  They fit so tightly I had to roll them
down my hips before I could step out of them, and
kicked off my ballet type slippers.  Valerie stood up
and placed her arm around my shoulders and guided
me to her bedroom.

     Upon entering her bedroom I couldn't help
studying her room.  It had the typical furniture used
in furnished apartments.  The bed and dresser and
vanity were made of laminated materials in a
contemporary style.  The closet door was open
revealing a variety of colorful clothes.  The vanity
had a many kinds of jewelry and makeup supplies.
There were some wallet sized pictures of a variety of
women.  On top of the dresser was a 8 by 10
photograph of Valerie as a teenager in a Girl Scouts
uniform with an adult behind her, also in uniform.

     I asked, "Is that the woman you told me about?"

     Valerie smiled, "yes, Dear, and we have remained
close friends over the years!"

     Having said that, she ushered me to her full sized
bed, and had me lie on top of it.  While I lay naked on
top of the bed, Valerie proceeded to step out of her
pumps, and unfasten her skirt.  It fell to the floor
around her feet.  I had expected to see her wearing
sexy panties, but in truth they were very ordinary
looking white panties.  As she removed them my eyes
were glued to her crotch in anticipation of seeing
what her pussy looked like.  I saw the indentation
above her right hip where her appendix had been
removed leaving a diagonal scar.  Eventually a dark
pubic bush was exposed.  I watched in total
fascination as she bent over to remove her panties.
Her breasts swung like pendulums as she stepped out
of her panties.  When she was totally naked she stood
up and rubbed her crotch with her right hand, before
mounting the bed.

     She placed her hand on my little breast, and
squeezed it gently while she kissed me.  She sucked
on my tongue and allowed me to suck on her tongue.
She licked my face as if she wanted to taste
everything.

     She licked my neck on her way down my body to
my rib cage, and then she focused her attentions on
my right breast while feeling the other one.  I can't
even describe the feelings she was arousing in my
body.  It was taking my breath away and my pussy was
leaking lubricating fluids.  When Valerie moved a hand
down to touch my pussy I let out a moan of
unbelievable pleasure.

     Valerie suddenly sat up, causing me to protest her
interruption of my feelings of pleasure.  She didn't
respond to my protests, but moved to the foot of the
bed where she spread my legs, and I bent my knees
as she did so.  She rested her hands on my knees
while she kissed and licked the flesh of my inner-
thighs on both legs as she worked her way towards
my pussy.

    Knowing where she was headed I grew impatient,
and grabbed the back of her head with both hands,
and tried to pull her head down to my cunt, but she
was stronger than me.  She resisted my efforts until
she was ready to taste my wet cunt.  I was practically
ready to cry by the time she was willing to kiss my
pussy.  She started off licking my pussy from the
bottom to the top.  In doing so her tongue pulled the
labia minor that was hooding my clitoris up and
exposing it to her assault with her lips.  She was
driving me crazy the way she was sucking on my clit.
I was clinging to her hair with both hands, and almost
pulling it out by the roots.  She even stuck her tongue
into my vagina and sucked as if to pull my cunt inside
out.

     When I started having an orgasm, I thought she
was going to stop, but she continued sucking on my
pussy until my orgasms ran together into one long
quivering convulsion that caused me to pass out.

     I know not how long I was out, but when I awoke
she was lying next to me, and kissing my face while
resting a hand on one of my tits.  While she was
kissing me, I could smell and taste my own cunt juice
all over her face.  I started returning her kisses as I
let her know I wanted to make love to her.

     Valerie rolled over onto her back, and allowed me
to feel and suckle her breasts.  I played with them
much as she had done to me.  When I reached for her
pussy, I found that her pubic hair was every bit as
moist as mine had been.  When I licked my way down
her body towards her crotch I could smell her
womanly aroma long before I even reached her navel.
As I combed her pubic hair with my fingertips I felt
her juices making her pubic hair slippery, and I
plastered her hair against her skin before using my
fingers to spread her cunt open.

      This was the first time I had ever had an
opportunity to inspect an adult pussy, and I intended
to take full advantage of the opportunity.

     Valerie has a long ridge leading to her clitoris that
gave me the impression that it looked like a baby
boy's penis.  Where a male would have a scrotum the
grayish lips of her labia minor opened up to show me
her vagina.  I could see the hole of her urethra
opening, and the ragged edge of what has been her
hymen.  By applying pressure to her labia major her
vagina retracted and her cervix popped out.  I
thought I could even stick a finger into it.

     I did my best to cover her cervix with my mouth,
and suck on it.  I sucked on her pussy as intently as I
could.  I could tell as Valerie's breathing got ragged
that she was about to cum.  When she did have an
orgasm she started slapping my ears with her thighs.

      When we recovered I was painfully aware that I
was going to have to go home before my mother got
worried about my absence.  There wasn't time enough
to bath or shower completely, but she allowed me to
use her bathroom to wash my hands and face, before
putting my uniform back on.  Valerie slipped on a thin
dressing gown to say good bye at the door to me
before I headed home.  She assured me that I would
always be welcome.

     There was a lot of soul searching to do, because I
wanted to have sex with her again, and how I was
going to be able to visit Valerie more times.  I
couldn't continue telling my mother I was selling
cookies.  I pondered the problem for days.

     I figured the only way to solve the problem was
create a way for my mother to meet Valerie someway
for them to bond, so that my mother would feel
comfortable with me spending a lot of time with her,
the problem was how to arrange such a meeting.
Then it came to me, mother is an avid doll collector.

     My grandfather had named my mother after
Annette Funicello, because he had a crush on her
from her days as a Mouseketeer on the Mickey Mouse
Club.  He gave mother her first doll. It was of
Annette.  She has an extensive collection of
collectable dolls, and magazines on the subject.  I
took a couple of old issues of magazines and
presented my plan to Valerie.

     When I got my cases of cookies to deliver I called
Valerie to come to our house to pick up her cookies.  I
introduced Valerie to my mother to let them get
acquainted, while my brother, Jimmy, drove me
around the neighborhood to deliver the other cookies.

     I found out later that my mother was thrilled to
meet Valerie.  They had talked about dolls for hours.
Mom had showed off her collection, and invited
Valerie to join her at a doll show.  I was pleased with
myself for the clever way I had introduced them to
each other.

     They became such good friends that mother didn't
object to me visiting Valerie whenever I came up with
an excuse, but my mother was no fool, she eventually
got suspicious about my attraction to Valerie.  She
confronted me one afternoon about my relationship
with her.  She even accused me of having sex with
her, and told me that I was too young to start that
kind of life style.  She forbade me seeing her again.
The next time I called her the number had been
disconnected.

     That broke my heart and I was crushed.  I was in
a black funk for a long time.  Everyone noticed my
behavior.  One afternoon while at the home of one of
my troop members where we conducted troop
meetings, Mrs. Hitchcock took me aside to ask me
what was bothering me.  I wanted to break down and
tell someone, even the mother of my fellow scouts.

     She led me to another room that was unoccupied
and hugged me while she asked me to tell her what
was bothering me.

     I broke down and blubbered like a baby.  When I
recovered enough to talk I told her that I had fallen
in love with a woman I had met selling cookies, and my
mother has forbidden me seeing her again, and her
phone has been disconnected.

     As soon as I said it, I regretted having exposed
myself to a member of the troop.  She could expose
me, and I could be in a lot of trouble.  I'm sure my
fellow scouts would reject me.  I expected Mrs.
Hitchcock to reject me on the spot after all she had
a daughter in the troop.  It took Mrs. Hitchcock a
moment to respond to my confession.

     To my surprise, she hugged me even tighter, and
kissed me on the cheek.  When I lifted my head she
kissed me on the mouth.  I was stunned I would have
never suspected her of being so liberal after all she
was a married woman with a child of her own.

     I sucked air when I felt her hand cup my breast.
She squeezed it gently, and assured me that my
secret was safe with her.

     I had never looked at her as a sexual prospect
before.  She was a nice looking woman, but being a
mother of a couple of children had added enough
weight to make her a little too plump.

     Having her hand resting on my breasts was enough
to excite me.  I turned to face her and return her
kiss.  She told me to remain after the troop meeting
is over, we needed to get back before we're missed.

     I couldn't help keeping an eye on Mrs. Hitchcock
during the rest of the meeting.  I also checked out
Jonnie, her daughter.  I wondered if she suspected
that her mother had another side.  If she knew she
didn't show any signs of knowing.

     When the meeting came to an end the girls either
walked home or were picked up by a family member.
I normally would have joined them walking home, but
per Mrs. Hitchcock's request, I remained behind.

     Jonnie reminded her mother that she had
homework to do, so she excused herself to go to her
room to do her homework, or whatever she had in
mind.  Mrs. Hitchcock ushered me back into the
family room.

     As soon as we were seated on a comfortable couch
together she placed her hand on my thigh.  I felt the
familiar tingle in my crotch.  She came right out and
asked me if I would object if she were to kiss me.  I
smiled and simply kissed her on the cheek.  That was
all of the encouragement she needed.  She had one
hand resting on the back of my neck and the other
hand came up to take hold of one of my tits.  The
feeling of her strong fingers massaging my breast
was enough to make my head spin.

     The first thing that came into my mind was the
thought of Jonnie walking in and finding us in an
embrace.

     Mrs. Hitchcock didn't seemed to care if her
daughter found out what we were doing at all.  She
proceeded to open my blouse and stick her hand
inside my little bra.  My nipples responded by getting
as hard as rocks.  I placed my hand on one of her
large breasts and gave it a squeeze.  She unbuttoned
her own uniform blouse and pulled both of her tits
out over her own bra.  I bent my head down and took
one of her nipples into my mouth.  I suckled on her
breast like a baby.  Doing so made my pussy moist as
ever it had been.  Her soft body was as comforting as
a warm bed.  I couldn't resist finding out if her pussy
would taste any different than Valerie's.

     I pulled her skirt up around her waist to expose
her crotch, only to discover that she must have
removed her panties some time while I was taking
part in the troop activities.  I saw that her pubic hair
was a light brown that hardly showed against her
skin.  She had to spread her legs before I could get a
good look at her pussy.  The way she was siting, all I
could actually see was the vertical slit of her pussy.
There was nothing showing otherwise.

     I slid to the floor in front of her and placed my
hands on her meaty thighs as I moved my face close
enough to feel her body heat and smell the heady
womanly aroma of her pussy.  I started lapping at her
moist cunt like a dog laps the pussy of a bitch he is
about to fuck.  She needn't have any doubt about my
finishing sucking her cunt, but she still placed her
hands on the back of my head and smashed my face
against her pussy.  She did let out a satisfied moan
when she had an orgasm.  Afterwards she pulled me
back up and placed me on the couch next to her.  Now
it was my turn to find out just how appreciative she
was.

     She left my blouse in disarray as she set about
reaching under my skirt to remove my panties.  I had
worn my appropriately normal school type of panties
to the meeting.  She pulled them off of my legs, so
that she would have full access to my pussy.  I was in
the practice of shaving most of my pubic hair off
except for a narrow close cropped strip above my
crack.  Mrs. Handcock stroked me very gently before
she turned my body sideways and had me lie back
with my head resting on the arm of the couch.  She
draped my legs around her head so that my heels
were resting on her back.  She ate my pussy as good
as any time Valerie had ever done.  I was quickly
struggling to keep quiet as I experienced an orgasm.

     While I was enjoying myself I happened to open
my eyes and caught a glimpse of Jonnie standing
almost hidden behind the wall to the family room.
She was still in her Girl Scout uniform but she had
one hand on one of her breasts and the other hand
was rubbing her crotch.  When she saw that I was
looking at her she stepped back behind the wall.
Eventually I got dressed and kissed Mrs. Hitchcock
good bye as I left for home.

     I had a lot of thinking to do.  I knew that I was
definitely a lesbian, and I would continue to seek out
women from now on, regardless of my mother's
objections.

     Jonnie sought me out at school during the lunch
break.  She was all excited and asked me how long
have I been having sex with women?  Since she had
witnessed her mother eating my pussy while she
masturbated, I saw no reason to be coy about my
sexual life.  I told her that I had met an older woman
while selling cookies a few months ago.

     She admitted that she had been aware of her
mother's lady friends for some time, and had even
gone to bed with her mother's best friend several
times.  When her mother found out she had insisted
on joining in on the action.

     Jonnie and her mother became my best friends
after that.  By the time my mother caught on that I
was in a sexual relationship with them, she had to
accept that I was a lesbian.  From then on I didn't
care who knew I was a lesbian.  My circle of friends
grew beyond my belief; classmates and some teachers
approached me for dates.  Even a couple of older
women from the Girl Scout Council invited me on a
field trip, to show me off at a regional meeting.

     The only disappointing thing was that I never
found out where Valerie had moved to.



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