Date: Thu, 19 Nov 2009 11:27:26 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: J and Older Woman (lesbian/adult youth, oral anal, f/F)

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descriptions of explicit sexual acts between women.
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                  J and Older Woman
                        By
                       Jan

	I was living with my sister in Amarillo, Texas
when I was a teenager.  For those that don't know,
Amarillo is located in the middle of the Texas
panhandle, along the Interstate highways 40 and 27.
If you like open spaces where you can see for miles
Amarillo is the place.  It is a windswept plain that is
hot and dry during the summer and cold during the
winter.

	I went to Caprock High School.  It is on the
north side of 34th Avenue.  There is a lot of open
space south of the campus.  Being a black girl in a
Texas town does set you apart.  My parents gave me
a name I never cared for, so I just went by the
letter J.  To gain acceptance I took advantage of my
natural athletic ability.  I was on the girl's wrestling
team and softball team.  My genes made me a tall
girl.

	I am five-feet eight and 150 pounds.  At the
time my hair was just short of shoulder length.  I
used hair products to straighten my hair.  They say
I have an attractive smile with a dimple in my left
cheek.  My skin is a medium color for my race.
Obviously there was some interbreeding in the past.
My 36-C breasts are capped with silver dollar
chocolate areolas and nipples.  I started shaving my
vulva even before I started high school.  My ass is
round and as firm as a male's.  I was always a
tomboy by nature and chose to wear baggy clothes
along with caps or visors.

	I was a senior when I first met MJ while she
was running around the track at school.  It was April
23, 2001.  She was a 42-year-old mother of twin
boys that attended the same high school.  I don't
know what attracted me to her but I flirted with
her and she returned my attention.

	MJ is five-feet six, slim and athletic built
(she's a runner).  Her hair is shoulder length and
blond.  Her eyes are a bright blue.  She has a fair
complexion.  When I first met her it was hard to tell
how large her breasts were because she had on a
spandex sports bra.  Later I found out she wore
glasses to drive.  I found her very attractive in
glasses.  Her fingernails were always professionally
manicured.

	MJ lived on the other side of town with her
husband.  They had a spacious home.   It was well
maintained.  It was a three bedroom two bath, with
a two car garage, with laundry area.  It had a large
living room with a functional fireplace.  The front
porch had a swing (or glider).  It was a very homey
place with family pictures all over the place.  She
kept the place very clean, not an easy thing to do in
such a dusty area, because her husband is very OCD
when it came to cleanliness.

	We occasionally met on the track but our first
date was not until Sept. 23, 2001.  It was a platonic
evening.  We just talked about what we had in
common.  When we parted company it was just a kiss
on the cheek, as we parted company.

	I graduated high school in June of 2001 and
was supposed to go to college out of state...instead I
stayed local because of tuition costs.  I became a
Red Raider.  That allowed MJ and me to spend the
entire summer together as much as possible.  It was
far more platonic than I wanted.  We were got
getting much time to play.  We were spending most
of our time together at her job or at the high
school.  Occasionally I would take her on a tour of
the school.  She had never seen that much of the
campus.

	I was proud of my wrestling achievements, so I
took her to see the practice room and our trophy
case.  We walked across the dark gym through the
girl's locker room.  She must have been intimidated
by the unfamiliar and smelly surroundings, because
she was clinging to my arm tightly.  I led her
upstairs to the practice mats where I showed her a
few wrestling moves.  Of course I made sure to take
advantage on my size and strength to molest her as
much as possible.  When I got her dress open and I
found that she had small breasts, 34-B with pink
little nipples.  I made her cum while she was fully
dressed.  I did get her clothes wrinkled and in
disarray.

	Basically the summer was a lot of flirting.  We
went to movies and the park where we fed the ducks
or walked together.  If we had the use of her home
we would watch movies while cuddling, hugging and
kissing.  We watched the summer storms from the
porch from the glider or standing against the
handrail with her leaning against my back and giving
me little pecks on the cheek.  I would sometimes be
behind her and wrap my arms around her neck in a
wrestling head lock while breathing in her ear and
licking the shell like inside of her ear.  Sometimes I
would pretend to fall asleep so that I could spend
the night.

	I started college in late August.  There was the
last minute rush to move into the dorm.  When I was
settled in we would stay up all night texting or
instant messaging (IM) each other, or talking on the
phone.

	One night while we were IM-ing she typed, "I
wonder what it would feel like to have your tongue
ring in my mouth."

	That was when I started operation seduction.
Our e-mails became bolder.  I told her my turn-ons,
and talked about sex.  Our first opportunity to act
on our desires took place the night her husband took
the boys to a football game with plans to spend the
night at a friend's.

	That meant that we had the house to
ourselves.  I headed for her house as soon as her
husband left the house with the boys.  We put a
movie on and cuddled up on the couch.  At that point
I just let it all hang out.  It was a very educational
encounter.  I had only had sex with one other woman
at that time.  Kissing her was very thrilling.  I found
her breasts fit very nicely in my hands.  MJ did not
resist when I removed her panties and went down on
her.  I sucked her pussy until she had a quivering
climax.  She wrapped her legs around my head
almost like a wrestling maneuver to lock my head
against her pussy.  The climax I induced in her was
more that she had ever felt before.  She blacked
out for a short time.  When she recovered she was
quivering through the afterglow.

	(I was her first female experience.)

	Before the movie was finished we were on the
living room floor cuddling when we heard the garage
door automatically opening.  Obviously her husband
had come home unexpectedly.  We bolted for the
guest bedroom while gathering up our discarded
clothing.  We scurried to get our clothes on.  I let
MJ exit first.  I slipped into the bathroom to make
my exit from that door.  The living room was only lit
by the TV.  The movie had finished and the screen
had gone to a bright cyan blue.

	Her husband made my skin crawl when he
looked at me with a contemptuous look of pure
hatred.  I suspected he knew that we had been
having sex with each other.  It might have been less
upsetting for him if she was having sex with a white
girl.  I suspected that he didn't like me because I
was black.  I was compelled to say something, "hello."
He didn't say anything.

	MJ told him she was going to drive me back to
school.  I'm sure her heart was beating as fast as
mine.  My own heart was beating as fast as a
frightened rabbit.

	She drove me back to my dorm in her car.
There was nothing to do but kiss and finger-fuck
each other in the parking lot that night.  Eventually
she had to return home.

	There finally came a time when we were sure
her husband would not be home.  She was confident
that we had the house to ourselves.  I arrived at her
house and was thrilled when she opened the door
totally naked.  She was natural when it came to
pubic hair.  It was slightly darker than the hair on
her head.

	MJ let me to her master bedroom where she
placed me on her queen sized bed.  It was placed in
front of a large window that overlooked the front
lawn that was already turning brown.  Her pubic hair
was very fine.  Just the same I found it an
encumbrance getting to her pussy.  I started sucking
her pussy again.  Eventually she screamed out, "J
you're making me cum."  With that I felt my mouth
being flooded with her slimy juice.  I savored every
drop.  When she recovered I retrieved scissors and
shaving equipment from her bathroom.  I set about
trimming her pubic garden.  She did not want to be
shaved like me, so I left her short strip of hair just
above her crack.  I promised her that I would keep
her groomed from then on.

	We would get together whenever we could and
make love to each other.  We would go shopping at
the mall with each other.  We would slip into the
dressing room with clothes and I would suck her
pussy even if we didn't buy anything.  One time while
we were in the Sears store, I was fooling around
with her like I was a clerk.  A sales woman joined us
and invited us to follow her in the back storage room
where we had a great little threesome.  I sucked
each of their pussies while finger fucking the other
one.  The clerk sucked my pussy too.

	There were times when we would go dancing at
a local lesbian bar called 'Sassy's'.  The dance floor
was very crowded; the perfumed bodies were packed
close.  I would finger fuck her on the dance floor
and very few of the women even knew what I was
doing to her.  Those that did see only smiled at me
and winked.

	My freshman year I had a roommate.  She was
black too.  They were not about to assign a black girl
in a room with a white girl.  When my roommate was
not in I would have MJ up and suck her pussy as
much as I wanted.  I even fucked her with my strap-
on dildo on my bed and in the shower.  The first time
I fucked her in the shower was the first time she
had ever seen my hair wet.  My hair would get very
kinky when wet.

	The elevator in my dorm was always breaking
down.  One evening MJ and I were in it alone when it
stopped between floors.  I made her lay on the floor
and I ate her pussy until the power came back on.
I'm sure we looked foolish when the door opened on
the ground floor.  She was still straightening up her
dress and my makeup was smeared.

	Eventually her husband banned me from visiting
MJ at their home.  One day when we thought he
would not be around I was visiting her while she was
doing the laundry.  The washer and dryer were in the
garage.  She was folding laundry as it came out of
the dryer.  I was horny so I nuzzled up behind her
and kissed the back of her neck.  It did not take
much to distract her from folding the laundry.  I
pulled her panties down and sat her on top of the
running washing machine.  I spread her legs and
started sucking her pussy and finger fucking her.
At that moment the washing machine went into the
spin cycle and really started vibrating.  MJ went into
a climax that really had her quivering.  When she
recovered she insisted that I sit on the machine
while she ate my pussy with a vengeance.

	It startled us when we heard the electric
motor of the garage door start to open the door.  I
jumped off of the machine and ran for the door to
the house, with my pants in hand.  As soon as I got
my pants on I headed for the front door.  I hoped I
could get to my car before he even knew I was
there.  I figured he would close the garage door and
go directly into the house the way we had.  Instead
he had left the garage door open and when he saw
me he threw the pickup truck into reverse.  He
hardly missed me.  I had moved out of the way just
in time.  He was screaming all kinds of obscenities at
me.  The last thing he said was, "Never let me catch
your black ass around my wife again or I will kill
you!"

	From then on we only met at my school.  We
would find a way to be alone in places like a study
room at the library.  Sometimes we would meet at
the high school because she still worked there.  We
made use of one of the wresting mats stored in an
unused room.

	We did make a date every spring at a nice Bed
and Breakfast Inn in Santa Fe, New Mexico, called
'Triangle Inn' for three years.  We enjoyed hiking
the mountain trails north east of the city and we
had a great time making love in the adobe caves.  We
would return to the Inn in the evening and enjoy
getting into the outdoor hot tub with snow on the
ground.



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