Date: Mon, 12 Aug 2013 08:41:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Divorsee (lesbian/adult youth, oral. anal, g/FF)

Warning:

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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                 Gay Divorcee
                      By
                     Jan

	I used to listen to the arguments between the
man and woman living next door to my family.  My
bedroom on the second floor was only six feet from
the master bedroom of our neighbor's home.  I could
look through my window and see into their bedroom
during the warm summer nights.

	They would often be arguing about everything
from money problems to him accusing her of
infidelity.  Her denials didn't dissuade him, and he
would sometimes slap her around.  After he was
finished abusing her physically he would practically
rape her.

	I would lay there on my bed in the dark and
watch him force his cock into her mouth, and fuck
her pussy or asshole very roughly.  My heart would
practically break watching the way he abused her.

	Her name was Amanda, and she was an
attractive woman about thirty-years-old.  She had
long brunet hair that flowed down to the small of her
back.  I had seen her naked many times, while she
changed clothes or while she was having sex with her
husband.  I was enthralled with her body.  She was
slender with wide hips and ample breasts.  She had
large dark areolas and nipples.  She sported a dark
triangle of pubic hair.  The sight of her crotch
titillated me because at the age of thirteen my own
strawberry blonde pubic hair was hardly visible
against my skin.

	The arguments got so bad that I cringed in the
darkness, and the beatings left black and blue bruises
on her body.

	Until that time I had only talked to her in
passing.  We just exchanged hellos.    One day I just
had to tell her how sorry I was for the way he
treated her.  Her eyes filled with tears but didn't say
anything.

	One night the arguments and pleading was
particularly loud.  He got dressed and stormed out of
the house.  I heard the screech of tires as he peeled
rubber down the street.  The next morning Amanda
was gone by the time I got home from school.  The
house was empty for at least a month.  I witnessed
the man come back long enough to cart off all of his
belongings under the supervision of a man in uniform.

	The next day Amanda returned to survey the
damage he left behind, dresser drawers dumped on
the floor and such.  I couldn't restrain myself, I just
had to go next door to find out what was going on and
to comfort her.

	It was obvious that she was emotionally upset.
She cried on my shoulder until she had no more tears.
We talked half of the night.  She and I became very
close friends.  She may have been older than my own
mother, but we were like sisters.

	I never told her that I had watched the
domestic drama taking place next door for months.  I
doubt if she even realized my bedroom window faced
her bedroom window.  I guess that people naturally
just hardly notice the house right outside their
windows.  I couldn't stop myself from watching her
activities through the window.  I would sit in the dark
on my bed watching her nightly activities.

	Amanda would enter her room and remove all of
her clothes before going to her bathroom to shower
or bathe.  She would be in there for twenty-five or
thirty minutes before returning to her room.

	I would lay there watching her cleansing her
face of makeup, brushing her hair.  It was fascinating
watching her massaging her breasts and applying
lotion or power to her body.  On warm nights, she
would go to bed in the nude.  She would sometimes lie
there on top of her bed with the covers at the foot
of the bed while she would masturbate by rubbing
her pussy with her fingers.  Occasionally I would hear
her moan as she had an orgasm.  I would become so
aroused that I would pull my own nightgown up to play
with my own pussy.

	One night I was shocked to see her enter the
bedroom, arm and arm with another woman close to
her age.  I sat back in the dark to watch what they
were going to do.  I assumed they were just going to
find something and leave the room, but to my
astonishment they started embracing each other and
kissing each other very passionately.

	I was dumbfounded.  I became aware that I was
holding my breath.  They must have kissed for five
minutes before they started feeling each other's
breasts.  I was mesmerized by the sight of them
undressing each other.  I would have never dreamed
that she would be attracted to other women sexually.

	I had been attracted to her for almost a year,
but had no idea that she might be interested in that
kind of relationship.  Watching them engaging in all
manner of oral sex was driving me crazy.  I finger
fucked myself at least three times to orgasm while
they were doing their thing.

	I watched them lying there talking before
finally the woman got up and got dressed.  Amanda
put on a housecoat to escort her lady friend to the
front door.  When she returned to bed she felt her
breasts and masturbated before going to sleep.  I
slept fitfully the rest of the night.  When I would
wake up I would masturbate until I would cum.  I
would bite my lip to keep from making enough noise to
draw Amanda's attention.

	The next afternoon when I got home I couldn't
resist going over to visit with her.  I didn't have a
clue how to discuss the subject of sex without giving
away the fact that I had been spying on her.

	We gravitated to the kitchen where she
offered me a soft drink while she poured herself a
mug of coffee.  She added a packet of artificial
sweetener.  She had started asking about how my
school day had gone.  Of course I didn't have much to
say about school, but she also detected that I was
bodily experiencing some measure of distress.

	She tried to ask me what was bothering me, but
I couldn't tell her the truth about having witnessed
her sexual liaison with the unknown woman.  I
struggled with a way to bring up the subject sex.

	"I have a hard time telling you what is bothering
me.  I'm struggling with strong sexual desires for
someone!" I said.

	She smiled, "Every girl has those kinds of
feelings for boys sooner or later."

	I smiled coyly, "My problem is that I'm
interested in a woman, and she doesn't know how
much I love her."

	Amanda was obviously shocked by my
declaration that the object of my desire was an adult
woman.  She thought for a moment before she
responded.  "I guess the only thing you can do is let
her know how you feel."

	"I am!" I said.

	There was a long pause while she absorbed my
meaning.  "You can't mean you are in love with me?
I'm so much older than you!"

	"Amanda, I have to tell you that I watched the
way your husband treated you!  It broke my heart to
see what he did to you, but last night I saw the way
you made love to that woman.  I had to tell you how I
feel about you!"

	Amanda's face went white, because she had
forgotten that her bedroom was directly across from
mine.  "You saw everything?"

	"Yes, after you went to sleep I masturbated
until I was exhausted.  The rest of the night I woke
up every hour or so and had to masturbate again.  It
was a wonder I managed to stay awake at school
today."

	Amanda said, "You're so damned young, I could
get in serious trouble if we go any farther!"

	"I reached across the table and placed my hand
on top of hers.  "Please, I want you to teach me
everything that you and that woman were doing last
night."

	Amanda turned her hand over and squeezed my
hand.  She picked up her coffee cup with the other
hand and drained the remaining coffee from her cup.
Her last words were, "I really shouldn't be doing
this!" as she leaned across the table and planted a
wet kiss on my lips.

	She stood up and led me upstairs to her
bedroom.  She smiled as she closed the drapes, "We
don't want your mother walking in and seeing what
we're doing.  I had already hopped on top of the bed.
I quickly pulled off my flats and let them drop to the
floor by the bed.  All Amanda had on was a jersey
tank top, cutoff jeans and blue tennis shoes with her
heels folded down so that she could simply slip her
feet in and out of them.

	When she joined me on the bed, we hugged.  My
head was resting on her ample breast.  I could feel
her nipple pressed against my cheek.  It was obvious
that she didn't have a bra on.  I was so excited that I
was crying so much that the front of her light blue
tank top was soaking wet and I could see the
different color of her areola and nipple through the
material.  I pulled down the front of her top to
expose her right tit.  As soon as the nipple came into
view I claimed it with my mouth.  I sucked on her
nipple like a baby, while she stroked my hair.  I pulled
the top down to expose her left tit, so that I could
play with it.  Just feeling and sucking on her breasts
was enough to make me so stimulated that my pussy
was dripping wet.

	Amanda was just as excited, because I could
smell the aroma of her pussy wafting up from the
crotch of her jeans.  She started taking off my
school clothes.  I had to let go of her breasts and sit
up long enough for her to pull my blouse free of my
arms.  I was kind of embarrassed at the small size of
my 34-B cup breasts.  She unfastened the back of
the bra and pulled the straps off of my shoulders.  I
tried to hide my tits behind my hands, but Amanda
pulled them away, and kissed my nipples before she
covered almost all of each tit with her mouth.  I
thought she was going to eat them the way she
mouthed them.

	We continued sucking and playing with each
other's tits for a long time before we got around to
removing the rest of our clothes.  I was excited
about getting at her pussy, so I tugged on the metal
button at the top of her jeans.  Next I took hold of
each side of the fly of her jeans and pulled hard
enough that the remaining buttons popped open,
revealing the tight fitting pink panties she had on.  I
could see the dark shadow of her pubic bush through
the thin material.

	She lifted her butt up enough for me to pull the
jeans down to her thighs.  When she sat back down I
pulled the jeans free of her legs.  By that time my
head was close enough that I could smell the aroma
created by the warm material of her rayon panties
and her hot pussy.  I pressed my face against the
crotch of her panties and licked her crotch.  I
wanted to play with my pussy, but she clung to my
wrists to prevent me from playing with myself.

	Amanda eventually rolled me over and
unfastened my skirt and removed it.  I had
deliberately worn my newest and tightest fitting
panties to school in hopes of this very thing
happening.  She yanked my panties out from under my
ass and free of my legs.  As much as I enjoyed
masturbating, the moment her mouth clamped onto
my cunt I knew that this was for me.  I was thrashing
around on the bed making all kinds of noises while she
ate my pussy.  I was exhausted by the time she
finished eating my pussy.  I only had strength enough
to roll back over and rest my head on her thigh close
enough to smell her pussy.

	It didn't take long for the smell of her pussy to
stimulate me enough to arouse me into action.  I
started tugging on her hip hugger panties to pull them
off of her body, with her help.  I lay there admiring
the sight of her dark patch of pubic hair.

	I had always envied women with dark hair,
because my blonde hair made it look like I didn't even
have eyebrows.  There are so many colors that don't
look good on me.  I enjoyed running my fingers
through her hair, and smelling the odor clinging to my
fingers.  I had never seen a pussy that close before,
so I took hold of her labia minor with both hands and
spread them wide open so that I could study her
pussy.  I took a good long look at her clitoris, and her
vagina.  I had never seen where the urethra was
located before.  Looking into her vagina was like
looking into a flesh colored cave.  I felt what her
perineum was like as I ran my finger across it on my
way to touching her anus.  I lightly tickled her
asshole before sticking my finger into her asshole.  I
finger fucked her asshole while eating her pussy.
She obviously was enjoying my efforts as much as I
had hers.

	I called Mom on my cell phone to ask her
permission to have dinner at Amanda's house.  I found
it amusing that while I was talking to my mother, I
was sticking my finger up Amanda's pussy.  As soon as
she gave me permission I hung up and told Amanda, "I
can eat here!"  With that I put my face between her
legs and ate her pussy until she let me know that she
had cum.

	We did stop long enough to have a light dinner.
While we were eating the phone rang, and Amanda
answered it.  I only heard her side of the
conversation.  I gathered that it was the woman that
had been here the night before.  Amanda told her
that she would call her tomorrow and hung up.

	She could tell that I was a little jealous of her
talking to the other women.  She said, "Mary and I
have been friends for years.  It was very natural the
way we became lovers.  I don't want to betray our
friendship, just because I have fallen in love with you.
Can you learn to accept my relationship with her?"

	I was a little disappointed that she didn't want
to give up her relationship with the other woman, but
I didn't want to lose her either.  I could only say,
"Don't tell her about me, and let me know when I
should stay home."

	Amanda hugged me as she led me back upstairs
to start all over again.  We sucked tits, pussies and
assholes until it was getting close to ten o'clock.  I
had to tell her that I had to get home before Mother
came looking for me.  I got dressed and she walked
me to the door wearing that same housecoat.

	While she was kissing me good night she told
me, "I will have to have Mary over tomorrow night,
and tell her that I am seeing someone else."

	I went home and sulked as I got ready for bed.
When I got into bed I watched Amanda getting ready
for bed as usual, except this time she deliberately
turned her body so that I would witness her
masturbating herself.  I also turned on my night light,
so that she could watch me masturbate.

	The next day I was not looking forward to her
entertaining Mary.  I excused myself after dinner to
go upstairs to do homework.  I was finished before
seven o'clock.  The sun had not set because it was still
summer.  I had to close the sheer drapes to prevent
Amanda and Mary seeing into my room should they
come upstairs.  Sure enough the two of them did
enter the bedroom.

	Amanda gave me a sly smile as they undressed
each other.  I have to admit that even though Mary
was at least thirty pounds overweight, she was still a
very attractive woman.  She had sun streaked blonde
hair or she had a professional streak her hair for her.
I assumed that because her pubic hair was so much
darker that the hair on her head.  I watched them
make love for hours.  When it got very dark Amanda
turned on the light, so that I could watch them.  As
jealous as I was, I still couldn't resist finger fucking
myself.  I counted five orgasms before they finished
and Mary went home.

	Amanda and I talked on our phones afterwards
about the show.  She admitted that knowing that I
was watching made it very exciting.  We started
having sex two or three times a week after that.  She
was also fucking Mary one or two times a week.

	My parents announced that they had to go to a
family funeral in Virginia.  I begged them to allow me
to stay home by myself.  They wouldn't hear of that,
so I suggested that I could stay with Amanda.
Mother called her and asked if it would be an
imposition to look after me for about a week.
Amanda assured Mom that she would be happy and
would enjoy my company for as long as necessary.

	She even drove my parents to the airport so
that I could see them off.  On the way back to our
neighborhood we stopped for dinner at a family
restaurant before we returned to her home.  I didn't
bother taking a nightgown to her house.  We hardly
wore clothes inside her home during that week.  We
even used vegetables to fuck each other with.  What
a kick to eat a cucumber or carrot that we had just
fucked each other with.  It was a wonder I was able
to get to school and perform properly.  Hell, I wanted
to stand on top of my desk and shout, "Girls, get out
there and find an older woman to fuck you!"

	That afternoon when I got to Amanda's home,
the subject of Mary came up over the dinner table.
Amanda wanted me to get to know and love her best
friend as much as she did.

	I wasn't happy about the idea, but I couldn't
refuse her anything because I feared I could lose
her.  So, I agreed to meet Mary at her discretion.

	Amanda used her cellphone to call Mary at the
table.  It was only a fifteen minute drive for her to
drive over.  Just the same I was nervous as a cat on a
hot tin roof.  When she arrived and the introductions
were made I got my first chance to get to know her.

	I had only seen her through the bedroom
windows, and thought she was a charming looking
woman, but being close enough to touch her, I
understood what Amanda saw in her. Even though she
was every bit as old as Amanda, she had the face of a
nineteen-year-old.  He skin was as smooth as a three
year old baby.  She pulled me into her arms to
embrace me as she assured me that Amanda had told
her all about me.

	While she hugged me, my face was resting
between her breasts, and they were the size of
cantaloupes.  Whatever kind of perfume she had on,
it was particularly strong right between her breasts.
It felt so comforting having her breasts encasing my
head.  The feel of her silk blouse on my cheeks was
like a cool, smooth piece of heaven.  I could also tell
that she only had a nylon type of bra on that didn't
interfere with the natural feeling of her breasts.  I
could not only feel her nipples but every bump in her
areolas.  When she released me I stood back and
admired her taste in clothing.

	The first two buttons of her blouse were open
exposing her cleavage, but not enough to be obvious.
The skirt was just short enough to expose her knees
and she was wearing nude nylons and three inch
pumps.  She only had a string of pearls around her
neck and pearl earrings.  I thought she looked very
lady like.  As she released me from the hug she slid
her hand down to my waist, and said, "I can't wait to
get into your panties!"

	I responded boldly, "Who says I'm wearing
panties?"

	Mary gave a robust laugh, as she slid her hand
onto the cheek of my ass and gave my butt a strong
squeeze.  The three of us headed to the upstairs
bedroom.  Amanda smiled as she closed the drapes
before we started anything.  Mary quickly pulled my
blouse out of my skirt and removed it.

	Of course I didn't have anything on under the
blouse, because I didn't need a bra with my little B
sized breasts.  As much as I was embarrassed by the
size of my breasts, I did enjoy her admiring stare
and the way she played with my nipples.  I saw
Amanda out of the corner of my eye removing her
clothes.

	Mary unfastened the waist of my skirt and
unzipped it, before she pulled my skirt off of my
body.  When my crotch was exposed Mary beamed at
the sight of my naked crotch.  She placed her hand
right on my crotch and wedged her middle finger into
my pussy and diddled my clit briefly before she sat
me on the bed to remove my flats.  Then she stepped
back to begin removing her own clothes.

	Amanda was already naked by that time, so she
helped remove Mary's clothes.  As she clothes came
off it just confirmed that her bra and panties were
simple nylon things that didn't change their natural
shape or hide her flesh.  Her vulva was covered with
pubic hair that was darker than her natural hair
color.  She approached the bed and pulled my head
against her breasts again.

	I couldn't resist taking her left nipple into my
mouth and sucking on it like a baby.  I also placed my
hand on her hairy pussy and sought out her clit with
my index finger.  I relished how warm, wet and
slippery her pussy was.  When I released her nipple I
brought my finger up to my face, so that I could
smell my finger and taste the slimy juice coating my
finger.  I was struck by how much Amanda and Mary
tasted alike, but there was a slight difference.

(I learned later that what people eat changes the
smell and taste of their sex organs.)

	Mary took charge and lifted me up bodily and
placed me on the middle of the bed.  Amanda had
come around the bed to sit at the head of the bed to
watch her friend make love to me.

	Mary got on her knees between my spread legs.
She hovered over my body like an owl about to eat a
rabbit, fur and all.  It was thrilling to feel so
vulnerable at the hands of such an impressive woman.
She kissed me with tongue taking my breath away,
while massaging my tits.  When she moved down my
body to suck on my little tits I started breathing
rapidly to the point of becoming dizzy.  Mary
eventually moved down to my cunt.

	The room smelled of moist sex.  It was all very
exciting to have this amazon of a woman eating my
pussy while my love Amanda sat there on the bed
watching her friend devouring my cunt.  I was
thrashing around on the bed in pure ecstasy.

	When I recovered I just had to make love to
Mary, but Amanda was too horny to just sit there.
She got behind me so that she could eat my pussy and
asshole from behind while I mouthed Mary's tits and
pussy.  I even passed out from all of the stimulation.

	I woke up with Amanda hovering over me, wiping
my forehead with a damp washcloth.  By that time it
was getting late, so they helped me get dressed.
There was a lot of kissing before I went home, and
Mary made her way to her car.

	I bathed quickly for bed.  I made sure the
window was open as I lay naked on my bed to watch
Amanda get ready for bed.  She had her red night
light on, flooding the room with a pinkish glow.  She
lied there on her bed naked, so that we could enjoy
watching each other masturbating.

	I was spending so much time at Amanda's or
going out with her and Mary that my mother
eventually got suspicious of my relationship with our
neighbor.  One morning she came into my room while I
was getting dressed, and sat on my bed to talk to me.

	"Honey, you have been spending so much time
with Amanda that I am worried that you might be
engaging in inappropriate activities with her and her
lady friend."

	I almost panicked, because Mother was
confronting be about my sexual activities.  I was
prepared to deny everything, but to my surprise
Mother didn't reproach me at all.

	"Honey, having and older woman awaken your
sexuality is common, but eventually you will have to
decide if you are going to be a lesbian or a straight
woman.  I will love you and support you, whatever you
chose to do!"

	Having Mother's approval empowered me to be
even bolder.  I noticed clues that other girls were
interested in lesbian sex.  I approached a school
friend one day and started talking to her about sex.
I eventually asked her if she had ever had sex with a
woman.

	She blushed very red before responding, "You
can't tell anyone!"

	I assured her, "I wouldn't betray your
confidence."

	"Well, last year an older cousin taught me about
sex.  Have you done it with a girl?"

	I smiled sweetly, "I have been seeing a neighbor
woman as old as my mother and a friend of hers for
almost a year!"

	The teenager gave me an admiring smile.  She
must have been impressed that I was fucking an older
woman.  We agreed to meet after school.  I called my
mother on my cellphone and told her I was bringing
home a classmate.

	When my friend and I got home, Mother had
left a note on the table to the effect that she was
shopping and wouldn't be home until dinner time.  I
smiled at the thought of Mother's understanding.  I
led my friend to my bedroom.

	If enjoyed the idea of leaving my drapes open
to allow Amanda the opportunity to watch me put into
action all of the things she had taught me.  Her
bedroom was dark, but I noticed a faint glow of a
cigarette, so I knew she was watching.

	My friend and I undressed each other.  I was
impressed with her figure, because she was as
slender as me, but she was endowed with large firm
breasts that must have been at least a D cup.  I
lavished a lot of attention to mouthing and sucking on
her tits.

	Her pussy was shaved clean, giving her pussy
the look of a little girl.  I must say that I did enjoy
eating her pussy, because there were no stray hairs
to get caught between my teeth.  I was deliberately
positioning her to give Amanda the best view of me
eating her pussy.  Things progressed to the point
that I mounted her in a 69 position so that we could
eat each other's pussy.  I even introduced the girl to
something she had never done or experienced before.
What I taught her was how stimulating it was to have
her asshole tongue fucked.  After she had an orgasm,
she returned the favor.  Later she admitted that the
idea of sticking her tongue into an asshole sounded
repulsive to her, but she found out that she loved
doing it.

	We were dressed and doing homework by the
time Mom got home.  She never let on that she knew
what had taken place in her absence.  My friend went
home thinking she had gotten away with having sex
without my mother knowing.

	We repeated our little performance for a few
months before I asked her if she would like to meet
my lady friends.  She was very excited about the
idea.  It was a simple matter to make a date where I
could take my friend to Mary's home.

	We danced to soft music while rubbing our
bodies against each other until we were so aroused
that we practically ripped each other's clothes off.
We made love all over the furniture and floor of her
living room.  My friend and I ate their pussies and the
women stuck their tongues into every opening on our
bodies.  It was late before we made our way to the
bedroom to continue our education.  That night the
women fucked our pussies with strap-on dildos.

	I came away from that evening convinced that I
was a true lesbian and dedicated to seducing as many
women as possible.  When I told my mother she was
visibly disappointed, but resigned to allowing me to be
the woman I wanted to be.  I was not going to be
happy until I had introduced her to Amanda and
witnessed Amanda seducing my mother.  It was a turn
on for me to smell and suck on her panties while
Amanda and later Mary were eating her pussy.



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