Date: Thu, 11 Feb 2016 05:38:34 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gypsy Fourtune Teller (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/FF, f/F)

Warning:

Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/FF, 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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             Gypsy Fortune Teller

                    By
                   Jan

      My mother was an attractive blonde girl that
became a prostitute as a teenager.  She wound up
plying her trade in Long Beach, California along the
beach front arcade called "The New Pike."  The Pike
was and amusement park that during World War Two
had catered to the sailors when there was a Navy
shipyard in the harbor.  There was a huge wooden
rollercoaster that extended out into the harbor, a
diving bell that descended into a tank of salt water
with viewable man made seascapes, a wooden
centrifuge that when the rotation exceeded the pull
of gravity the bottom drooped pinning the people
against the wall.  The narrow water front street was
lined with arcade games, tattoo parlors, beer joints
and there was a fortune teller's booth.

      My mother accidently became pregnant with me
by an unknown male.  As I was growing up she became
a drug addict.  Her only friend outside of the trade
was the gypsy fortune teller that worked the booth.
They became close friends with each other, and
Marla became like a mother to me.  When mother was
working or passed out on drugs she looked after me.

      Apparently mother got hold of some heroin that
had not been cut, and she died of a hot shot.  I was
11-years-old when Marla took me in and raised me as
her own.  She educated me in the way of the Romany
people.  They have a natural mistrust of any
authority, and with good reason.  Historically they
have been abused by the authorities.  They mistrust
anything not Romany.  They don't trust banks as a
result they have their own banking system within the
Romany culture.

      Marla was a small woman of unknown ethnic
heritage but she defiantly had a Spanish look about
her, she had dark curly hair, brown eyes, a brownish
completion.  When she was working she deliberately
dressed in a colorful costume that the rub public
though gypsy women wear.  Otherwise she wore
clothes popular during the forties and fifties.  Most
people thought she was a Mexican.

      There were some problems when it was required
that a parent or guardian had to come to my school,
because there was no record of her being my legal
guardian and the difference in family names.  Had I
looked more like her, it might not have been less of a
problem.  It took some doing to get the government
to make her my legal guardian.  She had to get
witnesses to testify that my mother entrusted me to
her care.  I doubt if they would have approved it if
her witnesses had all been gypsies.

      It was like I was living in two worlds.  At school I
was a popular little blonde American girl, but at home
I lived as a Romani.  It is not that there are no
blondes in the Romani world, but I was so different
from the community of Romani Marla belonged to
that I drew too much attention.

      I had seen my mother engaging in sex with her
tricks, so sex was not unknown to me, but I found it
disgusting the way men sweated over her body while
fucking her or her sucking on their cocks.  As a result
men repulsed me because as a child I thought they
were hurting my mother.

      I developed a strong attachment to Marla even
before she over dosed.  I loved the natural smell of
her body.  She didn't cover it up with perfume like
mother did.  When I would cuddle with her clothes
would absorb the smell of her body.  When I moved in
with her I started taking her clothes out of her
laundry hamper in the bathroom and smell them while
using the toilet.  When I started smelling the crotch
of her panties I was overwhelmed with a desire to
see and smell her actual pussy.

      Marla only had a one bedroom apartment, so I had
to sleep on the cheap couch, but It was only a few
nights before I woke up during the night and had
kicked off all of the covers and I tipped toes into
Marla's bedroom and crawled under the covers next
to her.

      She was still asleep but my cold body quickly
warmed up, and she pulled me against her body in her
sleep.  I was being spooned with my backside pressed
against her front with our legs bent.  It was very
comforting for me.  I was just about to drift off to
sleep when I felt her hand slip around my body and
rest on my pussy covered by my nightgown.   but At
first I thought she was awake and knew what she was
doing, but I realized by her breathing that she was
still asleep.  I lay there enjoying the feeling of her
rubbing my pussy.

      St some point she must have woken up, because
she started to pulled her hand away from my crotch,
so I took hold of her wrist and pulled it back to my
crotch.  Marla let out a soft moan, and started pulling
my nightgown up until her bare hand was resting on
my smooth hairless vulva.  One of her fingers sought
out and found my little clitoris.  I almost peed when
she started playing with it.  Before I knew what was
happening I had my first orgasm.  When she removed
her finger she brought it up and held it under my
nose and stuck it into my mouth.

      I turned over to face her.  Our faces were so
close I felt and smelled her sour breath.  There was
something so erotic about breathing her expelled air.
I kissed her on the mouth.  Marla pulled me tightly
against her body.  The feeling of her soft breasts
being pressed against my body was thrilling.  There
was just the two thing material of our nightgowns
separating our flesh.  Having experienced an orgasm
from her hand I wanted to please her the same way.

      I had seen her naked enough to know that she
didn't shave her underarms or her pussy.  I found the
fact that Marla had such a thick black patch of pubic
hair erotic.  After all mother had only a thing patch
of strawberry pubic hair and I was destined to have
pubic hair like her.

      Her nightgown had worked its way up around her
thighs, so it was a simple matter to pull her nightgown
up around her waist.  I started stroking her vulva.
When my finger slipped between the lips of her
vagina my fingers were coated with the slippery
vagina juices.  Like her I had a desire to smell my
fingers and taste her juices.  When I pulled my hand
out from under the covers and smelled my fingers I
was overwhelmed by a desire to play with myself.  I
wrapped my legs around her right thigh and pressed
my pussy against her thigh.

      Marla pulled her breasts out of the top of her
nightgown and rubbed them with her hands before
offering her right tit to me.  I took her nipple into
my mouth and sucked on it like a baby.  She stroked
my hair gently while I suckled.  When she had enough
she pried my mouth away from her tit.  I was
disappointed and tried to reclaim her nipple, but she
resisted because she had other ideas.

      She pulled back the covers to expose my body
and repositioned her body so that she could lie over
my body with her head between my legs.  She started
licking my pussy.  Her tongue was driving me crazy
while she licked my little clitoris.  I had never
experienced anything remotely so stimulating before.
It felt like I was going to pee but it was more than
that.  When I experienced my orgasm it was a flood
of emotion that left me more relaxed than I had ever
felt before.  When I recovered I wanted to find out
what it was like to eat pussy.

      Marla had already laid back on the bed next to
me, and was about to reach for the blankets to cover
us up when I rolled over on top of her.  There was
enough light in the darkened room for me to see her
pussy.  Again I just had to move my head close enough
to her pussy so that I could smell that musky odor of
her naturally hairy pussy.  As I moved my head closer
the wild hairs tickled my nose.  I could feel the
warmth of her moist flesh on my face before my lips
touched her flesh.  When I actually pressed my face
against the folds of her labia and used my tongue to
find her clitoris she responded by wiggling her butt
around the whole time I was licking her clit.  She was
entertaining me with a barge of obscene descriptions
of what I was doing to her.  The narrative she was
spilling out turned me on and I actually had another
small orgasm while eating her pussy.  Just before she
experienced an orgasm she wrapped her legs around
my head trapping my face against her pussy.  I was
being smothered while she trembled through her
orgasm.  When it was over she pulled me up on top of
her body and kissed me.  My face was covered with
the slimy juice.  It was wild the way she tongue
kissed me.  She managed to pull the covers up over
our bodies and I drifted off to sleep with her
breasts pressed against me and my left thigh resting
against her pussy.

      My dreams were all about the sex I had with
Marla.  I was picturing Marla and me doing those
things to each other the rest of our lives.  I
worshiped her and envied her golden brown body and
dark hair.  I was willing to do anything she wanted of
me.

      We enjoyed repeating the oral sex for several
weeks before she introduced me other ways to enjoy
sex.  One evening while she was licking my pussy she
also licked my asshole.  It shocked me, but it also
thrilled me.  When I got used to her probing my
asshole I actually had an orgasm.  If she wanted to
lick my asshole I figured it was only right that I lick
hers too.  Anal sex became a regular part of our
lovemaking.

      Another time we were in the bathroom showering
and she placed her hands on my shoulders to make me
kneel before her and when I started licking her pussy
she actually started peeing on my face.  Some of it
even went into my open mouth.  I didn't mind the salty
taste, so I accepted water sports as an affirmation
of my love for her.

      As devoted as I was for her I wondered if other
females enjoyed this kind of sex.  Living within the
Romany world is a tight exclusive community.  I
distrusted anyone not of the family, so I didn't
develop any friendships with any of the schoolmates.
While Marla was working telling fortunes I played
nearby with other Romany girls on the beach.  Being a
faire skinned blonde made me a rarity within the
community.  Some of them considered me an outsider,
but eventually even they accepted me as one of their
own.

      Some of the girls were constantly flirting with
the males.  There was one boy that was destined to
be leader if not king of the group, so he was sought
after by the girls.  He had his choice of any girl he
wanted.  Among these girls they surrendered their
virginity at an early age.  I had no interest in perusing
any males, so I limited my interaction with the girls
that chased boys.

      There were some girls that expressed their
dislike of males, so I sought out them as friends.  We
roamed around the arcade and beach together.  One
evening a group of us were hanging out behind the
diving bell in a secluded area.

      The girl that was the natural leader of the group
asked me if I had ever eaten pussy.  Marla had always
cautioned not to tell anyone about what we did, so I
was reluctant to answer her question.  She backed me
up against a wall and drove her knee between my legs
at the same time she slapped the palm of her right
hand on my pussy.  It shocked me, but it also turned
me on and I let out an involuntary moan.  She told the
other girls, "She likes it!" and kissed me on the
mouth.  She forced me to my knees in front of her,
and pulled up her skirt.  She was not wearing any
panties, and she had a full bush between her legs.  I
didn't need to be forced to lick her pussy.  I found
that she smelled very much like Marla.  I ate her
pussy until she came.  One by one I ate the other
three girl's pussies.  I didn't even object when they
turned around to present their butt to me.  The
leader even pulled up my dress and removed my
panties and all of them ate my pussy.

      Being friends with the group of lesbian teens
soon gave me the reputation of being lesbian within
the community.  I became aware of the looks I was
getting from the women around the arcade row.
Some of them were married, but the flirted with me
just the same.

      There was this one woman that flirted with me
every time I passed the bilk bottle toss both.  I knew
she was married to a drunkard.  She was a full
figured woman with big breasts and butt.  She was all
gypsy, with a Spanish look.  One night while her
husband was working the booth I ran into her on the
runway.  She invited me to their trailer for a glass of
wine.  I knew what she wanted, and I was willing to
find out what it would be like to have sex with a full
figured woman, besides the prospect of drinking wine
was too good to pass up.

      She escorted me to their trailer.  There is
something about trailers that is unique about them.
They move under foot as you walk and the smell of
propane and whatever was cooked last.  There was
also the aroma of her husband's booze and her cheap
perfume.

      I sat on the couch facing the door while she
retrieved a bottle of red wine and two glasses.  When
she joined me she sat next to me with her knee
touching my thigh.  She filled the glasses and handed
me one.  While I sipped the wine she started telling
me how pretty I was.  Of course I thanked her and
told her how attractive she was.

      She was really very attractive.  There was
something so seductive about her.  She did have a
smaller waistline even with the size of her body.  She
had a 48inch chest with breasts that had to be at
least a G size and her hips were at least 50 inches,
each one of her thighs were bigger around that my
waist.  She had a face that was youthful looking.  She
did have age lines like most women her age.  She had
large brown eyes with a wide nose and full lips.  She
had full flowing wavy dark hair that flowed down the
middle of her back.  I found her to be very sexy.

      When she placed her hand on my arm while
flattering me I rested my hand on her thigh.  That
was all of the encouragement she needed.  She leaned
close and kissed me on the mouth.  When she ended
the kiss I could feel the slipperiness of her lipstick
on my lips.  I boldly ran my hand up her nylon thigh all
the way up to her silky panties.  While I rubbed her
panties she hurriedly started removing her dress.
She unfastened the back of the tight fitting bodice
and lifted her butt up enough to pull the dress out
from under her body.  She pulled the dress up and
over her head.  She was not wearing a bra probably
finding one her size id hard and they are expensive.

      She had on very delicate lace panties that were
purple.  There was something very sexy about the
look of her big body sitting there in only panties,
garter belt, nylons and pumps.  When I stuffed my
hand inside her panties, I found that she had a thick
bush.  While I stroked her aromatic pussy she
started removing my clothes.

      I had changed out of school clothes as soon as I
got home and put on casual clothes, which consisted
of comfortable leather Nicky shoes in pink with black
swish, cut off blue jean skirt, and a pink short waist
tank top.  I had pulled my hair back and used a
'scrunchy' to put my hair in a ponytail.  I was
impressed with the speed with their removal.

      Her big hands were all over my body.  She pulled
my head my head tightly against her breasts.  She
folded her big breasts around my head.  The aroma of
her perfume enveloped me along with her warm flesh.
Next she stuffed her right hand into my panties and
started stroking my pussy the same way I was doing
to hers.  We wound up on the shag carpeted floor and
she was on top of me head to toe, so that we could
suck each other's pussy.  When we exhausted
ourselves on oral sex we had some more wine.

      We sat on the floor finishing the bottle of wine.
When she got honey again she pushed me onto my
back on the floor and knelt over my head with her
body facing my feet.  I was looking up at her big butt
as she sat on my face.  She reached back and took
hold of my ponytail to pull my head up tightly against
her butt.  I was enjoying being smothered by her
butt.  She rocked back and forth rubbing her pussy
and asshole against my mouth and nose.  There was
something so erotic about having a full figured face
sitting me.  That was too good to pass up I visited her
whenever her husband was working or out of town.  I
suspected that he even knew about what was going on.
Marla even added face sitting to our fun and games.

      By the time I graduated from high school I was
having sex with a lot of women and girls within the
Romany group.  There is a mistrust of anyone not
Romany, so when I started going to Cal State Long
Beach University I was suspicious of the facility and
student body at first.  Slowly I learned that there
was a very active lesbian community.  There was an
English professor that was about 35-years-olf, named
Theresa, that I soon found attractive.  I noticed the
way she looked at the girls in the class.  I strongly
suspected that she was a lez, so I mad point to visit
her office during office hours.  We were talking
about a writing assignment I was working on for
another class for a long time, so I invited her to join
me for pizza and wine at a little Italian restaurant
just off campus.  It was a small place that did a lot of
takeout orders, so there were only a few small tables.
The tables were so small that the pizza pans had to
be placed on top of the napkin dispensers.  The Kanti
wine was served in a glass half liter bottle.  We
started talking about ourselves.  She was very
interested in the fact that I had been adopted by a
gypsy.  While she was telling me about herself she
told me that she preferred the company of females.
It was not a big leap from that to her admitting that
she was a lesbian.

      When she told me that she thought I was very
attractive I reached across the table to stroke her
fingers.  She suggested that I accompany her to her
home because she lived just a few blocks away.

      As soon as we paid the bill I rode with her in her
car to her home.  It was a modern rebuilt house with
a rebuilt kitchen that had tan granite counter tops,
stainless steel appliances.  It was located on a slope
that had a nice view from the front window.  She was
justly proud of her home.  When we made our way to
her bedroom we clung to each other as we kissed.
Theresa stared undressing me as we made our way to
the bed.

     She was an attractive natural blonde herself with
blue eyes a warm smile that begged to be kissed.  She
had a slender figure that was about five-feet four
tall.  Her breasts were a 36-C size.  And she had
traces of freckled on her shoulders and across her
chest.  Her areolas were small and her nipples were
inverted.  She also shaved her vulva very close.  Hers
was the first pussy I ever ate that wasn't covered in
pubic hair.  When I rimmed her asshole I had a made
her my lover right away.  I was her lover all the way
through my undergraduate years.  Marla even joined
us for threesomes.
.
      I have never regretted my choice of lovers.



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