Date: Sat, 14 May 2011 17:17:32 -0700
From: Star Stevenson <starsapphire_34@hotmail.com>
Subject: Gay Pride   Lesbian Adult/Youth (Ff mast)

It was a glorious July day in the big city and we were celebrating with our
Gay Pride Parade. This annual event had become extremely popular in the
city and even the mayor was in it. I'd participated a few times but this
year I was a spectator. The beautiful floats, the drag queens, the leather
boys, and anyone else willing to be identifiably gay always put on a
wonderful and funny show.

 The streets were packed and good viewing spots were hard to find. Luckily
I had grabbed one and standing just behind me were what turned out to be a
mom and her 12 year old daughter. From their accents they seemed to be
Scottish and when I asked them they confirmed my guess and we got to
talking. They were here on holiday for another week and staying at the
hotel immediately behind us.

Mom was pleasantly pretty with short brown hair and slim body while her
daughter Maureen was quite beautiful in that twelve year old way. They were
both casually dressed for summer in T's and hip hugging shorts. Maureen was
about five feet tall and her mom about five foot four or so. We were all
having great fun as I explained the various floats going by and sex wasn't
really on my mind.

After the long parade was finally over we felt like we'd known each other
for years. Maureen and her mom were chatty folk, which helped. Of course
they knew I was gay from my having described the parade to them and that
didn't seem to cause them any problem at all. In fact I'd noticed Maureen
looking at me a lot, especially my large boobs. I was flattered but didn't
think much of it.

I had been into young girls years ago, but had decided to let that stay
largely in the background of my dirty little mind. I'd last been with a
young girl when I was 28 and I'm now in my mid forties so it was a long
time since I'd thought much about them. And, to tell the truth, in this day
and age I truly feared to make any advances anyway. So when Maureen's mom
asked if I'd look after her for a few hours while she took a tour Maureen
didn't want to go on, I accepted without a thought of bedding the young
thing.

Thinking back of course I could see that it was Maureen who had manipulated
these arrangements and suggesting I baby sit. A clever girl was our
Maureen. After her mom left us it wasn't soon before Maureen said she
needed to talk to me about something and was glad she was away from her
mother. I took her for coffee wondering if it was about what I thought it
was. And it was.

"I think I'm gay too," Maureen said as we sat sipping our coffees. "And I
really need to talk with you about it." She blushed furiously and lowered
her eyes.

"Of course honey! How do you think you know that?"  I asked her, reaching
out to take her hands in mine.  As I said I wasn't surprised. She had
clearly been sending me shy sexual signals all day long and I was going to
do my best to make her feel comfortable with her admission. I felt a great
sense of responsibility to do that, knowing just what a pivotal moment this
was for her.

Maureen went on to explain about the crushes she'd get on her women
teachers, and how girl's bodies really turned her on and that boys simply
didn't. She couldn't imagine having sex with any one of them.  She said she
had felt like this for quite awhile but had never told anyone nor tried to
initiate a relationship with anyone either. She felt so different but after
seeing the parade she began to hope she could belong somewhere, to fit in
somehow. And finally, that it would be alright simply to be the way she
was.

As she was telling me all this I kept a tight grip on her hands reassuring
her that what she was telling me was okay. Tears had formed in her lovely
blue eyes and were rolling gently down her cheeks. A couple even escaped
mine as she got all of this stuff off her mind and into the open for the
first time. I felt quite privileged to be here for her like this.

I suggested we go to my place which was quite close by, and talk more
privately. Even at this point my intentions were totally honourable. I
could certainly admit to having warm feelings for her but they really
didn't have an erotic tinge to them yet. But that would soon change.

I showed Maureen around my condo and seated us on my big couch. We both sat
close to each other near the middle as Maureen continued to talk. I
interrupted her briefly while I fixed us something to eat and drink then
settled in, listening to her and answering her many questions as best I
could. Then the questions began to get sexual and I could feel my long
dormant feelings for young girls awaken and wash over me, surprising me
with their intensity.

I could tell they were arousing young Maureen as well. Her cheeks were red,
she was licking her lips, staring again periodically at my breasts, and her
little nipples were poking out through her T shirt. Glancing down I noticed
that my own little soldiers were standing at attention too, even through
the bra I wore. And I was wet, even wetter when I saw Maureen's hands
clasped tightly together between her legs, all her sexual tension seemingly
focused on that one significant spot.

After I'd done telling her of my first sexual experience, my teen sex life,
and other things she'd asked me about, I asked her about masturbation. She
blushed furiously at first but with a smile she told me she'd been doing it
for about a year and really liked it. I told her that I did too, as did
almost everyone else. When I said I did it at least once a day, she gave a
huge sigh of relief and told me she had been worried she was doing it too
much. I naturally told her that she could do it as often as she liked, that
it didn't wear out, you really couldn't hurt yourself, get pregnant, or
catch a disease!

We looked at each other then and our eyes locked. Even through her
embarrassment I could see the innocent longing in her eyes and my heart
melted. I reached out and stroked her hair.

"How are you feeling right now?" I asked her.

"Well," she paused. "Kind of excited. I've never talked to someone about
this stuff before," Her eyes lowered. I felt a rush of heat wash through
me.

"I can imagine. We've been talking about very intimate things and I'm
feeling kind of excited too." I said. Mustering up my courage I then asked
her "So what do you want to do about that?"

Maureen looked at me a bit startled. "What do you mean?" she stammered.

"Well, how would you feel if i kissed you? Would that be okay?" I heard
myself say, slightly surprising myself at my forwardness. Having blurted
out my request I waited breathlessly for her answer.

She simply raised her face and, with a look almost of awe, dumbly nodded
yes, closing her eyes and bringing her lips up to mine. With tripping heart
and quivering body I moved in and accepted her invitation and her luscious
lips met with mine. The moment was magical and sublime. Her lips were wet
and puffy as I pressed mine closer to hers, melding them tightly
together. A hundred thoughts and feelings ran through me at once as my
excitement spiked and I could feel myself getting wet. I actually felt like
a teenager myself at that moment!

Tentatively I let my lips part and the tip of my tongue explore her sweet
lips, gently grazing them, not wishing to shock her with any bold moves she
wasn't prepared for. This was her first kiss and I wanted to make it as
pleasant as possible for her. Then her own lips parted and the tips of our
tongues met briefly before moving past and around each other to dance
wildly inside each other's mouths. Maureen moaned and her arms gripped me
more tightly. I returned her urgent embrace and felt my breasts crush
against her chest as our passion built.

As our passionate kiss developed I ran my hand up underneath the back of
her T shirt and luxuriated in the feel of her smooth soft skin against my
hand. Maureen's hands remained motionless, locked in her tight embrace of
me. Feeling the need to go farther I paused our kissing to ask her if I
might touch her little breasts. She again simply nodded yes as my hand came
around to her front and moved up to feel her little titties and nipples. As
my palm made contact with her engorged nipple we resumed our kiss.

The feel of Maureen's tiny soft breast flesh was exquisite to me. Her
nipple nestled in my palm and I gloried in the sensation of it. My own
nipples ached and longed to be touched so I slowly eased her hand up to my
breast and let her feel me. Her touch sent a shiver of pleasure shooting
through me and she moaned quietly as we kissed and she kneaded my big tits
one after the other. We continued kissing and petting for some time, hands
always above the waist, but I was definitely getting hotter and hotter. So
was Maureen by the look and sound of her.

After about a half hour of this passionate, but unfulfilling play I stopped
and asked her if she wanted to go farther. My breath was catching in my
throat as she looked at me and said rather boldly, yes. Rising, I took her
by the hand and led her into my bedroom. When we entered I had her sit on
the edge of my bed.

"I've seen you looking at my body so I'm going to show all of it to you
honey," Maureen sat there wide eyed as I peeled off my shirt and showed her
my big tits in my plain white bra. I turned my back on her to tease her a
little and undid the clasp and, holding the cups against me, I turned
around and let them drop exposing my bare tits to her ardent gaze.

"Oh my God! They're ever so lovely!" she exclaimed.

"So you like them?" I asked her cupping each one and displaying them to her
like prize little puppies. My nipples were fully erect and hard as she
stared at them.

"Oh gosh yes!" she gushed, her hands clasping her cheeks and her pale face
now permanently crimson.

Deciding to waste no more time I reached for the zipper of my shorts and
let them drop, leaving me in a rather plain pair of cotton panties. Hey,
I'd dressed for comfort, not sex appeal. Not in a million years would I
have thought I'd be in the position I was in now! Quickly lowering them to
the ground I watched her eyes following them down then snap back in to my
shaved pussy.

"Your beautiful!" was all she managed to say. It was enough.

I took a step towards her and had her stand up. "Your turn darling, I want
to look at you."

I reached out and grabbed the hem of her T shirt and pulled it slowly over
her head. Her arms extended upwards to help me. Now it was my turn to
stare. Set before me were the cutest little breast mounds I think I'd ever
seen. Just a slight swelling from her chest with puffy pink nipples
standing proud from her pale skin.

Maureen looked at me and grinned then took down her own shorts and pretty
pink panties in a flash, displaying for me her entire body naked to my
gaze. And gaze I did. Her tight little slit was perfect and her legs like
some smaller version of a super model's, I thought. Her hips too had that
adult flair to them and her ass was small, tight, and delightful to
see. She seemed to personify the word 'nymph', a creature emerging from
childhood on her way to becoming a fully grown woman. I was entranced by
her and stood looking at her for several seconds before I spoke.

"My God you're gorgeous!" I whispered as I ran my hands down her arms,
making physical contact with this elven goddess before me. My adoration
seemed to feed her self confidence.

"Thank you," she said with a calm smile. "So are you!" she laughed. "I
really like your shaved pussy. Now we look the same!" she said gazing down
at my bare puss as I gazed down at hers.

"How do you feel about all this so far honey? Do you want to stop?" I was
extremely aware of her well being and wanted to give her every chance of
stopping if she began to feel the least uncomfortable.

"Stop!" she cried. "You'll no get rid of me that easily!" she declared in
her sexy Scottish burr and wrapped her arms around my bare body, moved her
face up closer, and kissed me. I had my answer!

Her hand moved immediately to my bare breast, squeezing and kneading it,
stopping to tug and pull on my nipple. Our mouths devoured each other as I
felt her heat rising between us. Pure naked lust had our hips undulating
and pushing together, my pussy against her thigh and hers against mine. My
hands went down to cup her ass cheeks and draw her more tightly to her. I
pulled our lips briefly apart and asked her how she liked things so far.

"Oh my God I never imagined it was going to be this good! Thank you so
much!" she panted.

"Hey, we've only just started love. The best is yet to come!" Saying this I
gently led her to the bed and had her lay down where I soon joined her. We
faced each other on our sides and continued to kiss and trib our wet cunts
against each other's leg. My hands continued rubbing and fondling her ass
and hers my swollen tits.

When I get hot I just can't help it. Those naughty words just seem to roll
out on their own accord. "Yes baby," I growled sensuously. "Squeeze my big
tits, play with my hard nipples!" I gasped. This seemed to inflame her more
so I asked her "I want to touch you down there, your cunt darling. I want
to finger you, is that okay?"

"God yes!" she cried. "And those words! They so turn me on. I get shivers
when you say them!"

I needed no more encouragement and my hand quickly palmed her small slit. I
began to rub her and my finger found her hard little clit. Frigging her
faster I whispered in her ear. "Rub my clit too baby! I want you to frig my
hot cunt! Feel how wet I am?" As in a frenzy we both began to finger each
other, our lips glued together and my tits pressing into her small breast
mounds.

We could continue this mutual masturbation for just so long and we both
came hard on each other's hand. Maureen came first, heaving and bucking
against me then humping herself faster as great waves of pleasure washed
through her. My own orgasm was powerful. I humped her young hand furiously
as my pent up cum exploded and I cried out in my pleasure, murmuring "Oh
god, oh fuck, oh god babe! My cunt is still throbbing!" as I came down
slowly.

We lay together silently hugging and cuddling until we could both feel the
heat begin to build again. Feeling very risque I asked Maureen "I need to
cum again honey. Would you like to watch me play with myself? I'd love to
do that for you." I loved being watched masturbating.

Maureen looked at me a little startled but quickly nodded her head. She
moved a little apart from me and I knelt in front of her one hand moving
quickly to my aching cunt and the other to my swollen tits and nipples. I
began rubbing myself, watching her hand move unconsciously up to her little
nipple and begin to lightly touch herself. I squeezed my own tit
rhythmically as I fingered my clit faster.

I could see Maureen's breathing quicken as I masturbated for her. Her eyes
were like saucers staring at my pussy. I inserted two fingers in my cunt
now and began fucking myself, bringing my other hand down to rub my aching
clit. I was soaked. Loud squishy sounds emanated from my cunt as I fucked
myself.  Looking over at Maureen my wish was being answered. She was
masturbating along with me, hers eyes mere slits as she watched me rubbing
myself off.

After several minutes of this my cum began and again washed through me,
leaving me gasping for breath as my fingers brought me off. As I slowly
came down I watched Maureen arch her back and shake with the power of her
cum. When it was over we fell into each others arms and hugged tightly, our
breathing slowing.

Looking up at me with a look of deep satisfaction Maureen said to me "I
love being gay!"

"That's the idea!" I laughed.