Date: Wed, 29 Jan 2014 10:31:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kathy Cones Out. (lesbian/adult youth, oral, g/FFg)

Warning:

Adult Youth, oral, g/FFg

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
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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                  Kathy Comes out
                        By
                       Jan

	It was a hot summer's night and I couldn't sleep.
It was just too humid and I could hear the crickets
and mosquitos outside my screened in window.  I had
showered before going to bed, but I could still smell
my own pussy, because I was so hot and the aroma of
my own pussy filled my bedroom.

	I had discovered the pleasures of playing with
my pussy years ago, so I pulled up my thin nightgown,
and started to play with my lips and clit.  I
masturbated until I had an orgasm, and then I
smelled my fingers and sucked the juice off my
fingers.  It had never occurred to me that our
neighbor's bedroom window was no more than six feet
away from my bedroom window.

	It was too dark to see inside my neighbor's
bedroom window, but I saw the glow of a cigarette
through Mrs. Boom's bedroom window.

	Mrs. Bloom was probably the prettiest woman I
had ever seen.  It was common knowledge that her
husband had knocked up a teenage girl, so she had
kicked him out of the house, but would not give him a
divorce.  She insisted that he continue to make the
house payment on her home, and the house had been
transferred to her name.

	I thought he was a fool to go around playing
with a girl my age, when he had such a beautiful wife.
I can only compare her to the actress Catherine
Zeta-Jones.  Her hair is a long, luscious black, and is
her pride and joy.  Her brown eyes sparkle.  Her skin
is a flawless brown betraying her Hispanic bloodline.
Her figure is the envy of all the women in the
neighborhood.  I would love to have a figure like hers
when I matured.

	There was not much chance of that happening,
because I am a redhead with freckles, which I hate.
My eyes are green with brown flacks.  As a fourteen-
year-old my tits were still nothing more that little
bumps on my chest, but my areolas looked like mauve
little tits all their own on top of my breasts.  My
nipples were inverted like my belly button.  I did have
a dark red pubic bush covering my Mons Pubis or
vulva.  My labia minor is completely hidden between
my labia major.  My legs were skinny enough that
daylight shined between my legs and crotch even if
my knees were held tightly together.

	I lay there, looking at the glow of the cigarette
and smelling it, wondering if she had been able to see
what I was doing.  I wasn't even aware that I had
been moaning while I had been playing with myself.  I
lay there in my own sweat until sleep finally overtook
me.

	I was kind of embarrassed to see Mrs. Bloom
for a couple of days.  One afternoon when I got home
from school Mrs. Bloom met me as I was turning into
the driveway to my home.  She asked me to help her
get rid of her husband's stuff.  I told her I would
have to change clothes, and tell my mother where I
was.  She smiled at me and turned to return to her
house, as I rushed into my house.

	When I called out that I was home, there was
no response.  I found a note stuck to the fridge
saying, "Honey, I am visiting Mrs. Gaffney down the
street.  There is a sandwich and milk inside for you.  I
will be home later tonight.  Love, Mom!"

	I opened the fridge and ate the sandwich
quickly and drank the milk.  I put the dish and glass in
the sink and rinsed them off, before going upstairs
to change clothes.  I didn't even think about my open
window.  I stripped off all of my good school clothes.
I even rubbed my pussy before slipping into an old
pair of panties, cut-off-jeans and a simple jersey top
that exposed my belly.  I went downstairs and next
door quickly, and let myself in without ringing the
doorbell.  When I called out for Mrs. Bloom, I heard
her voice coming from upstairs, for me to come up.

	I found her in her bedroom with cardboard
boxes siting on the bed and floor.  She had her
husband's clothes scattered all over the bed.  We set
about tossing his clothes into the boxes without
bothering to fold or sort them.  When we opened his
bedside table we found his collection of pornography.
There were not only magazines with men fucking
women, there were magazines with women eating
pussies, and fucking with dildos.

	Mrs. Bloom opened them so that I could see all
of the pictures.  I was embarrassed seeing the
pictures in the presence of Mrs. Bloom, but also
fascinated at the idea of women doing those things to
each other.  Mrs. Bloom asked, "Have you ever
thought about this kind of sex before?"

	My face felt like it was burning as I answered
her question truthfully.  "I have thought about doing
those things before!"

	Mrs. Bloom said, "My fondest memories are
about the woman that taught me about sex when I
was your age, honey!"  I heard you masturbating last
night. The room was too dark to see anything, but the
sounds you were making were unmistakable!  I could
almost picture what you were doing, because I have
seen you getting ready for bed many times.  I have
studied every inch of your body as you have been
growing up.  I witnessed your sexual development.  I
have had wet dreams about your budding breasts in
my mouth.  Your red pubic bush is the loveliest thing
I have ever seen.

	The knowledge that Mrs. Bloom had been
watching me change clothes for years excited me.  I
remembered the glow of a cigarette in her room the
night before.  She had been watching me and
understood what I was doing.  Dare I allow her to
introduce me to sex with a woman?

	When I felt her finger tips trailing up and down
my arm, goose bumps shot up and down my body.  Her
hand was as warm as toast on my flesh.  She assured
me, "You can address me as Lucie in private if you are
willing to join me in my bed!"

	I turned towards her and flung my arms around
her neck, and kissed her on the mouth.  "Lucie, I have
been in love with you for years!"

	There was just too much junk on the bed, so she
took me by the hand and led me to the guest
bedroom.  I couldn't believe it when she started
undressing me.  The jersey top was pulled over my
head.  She spent a lot of time feeling my little
breasts.  She told me how delightful my areolas
looked the way they looked like swollen little tits on
top of my white budding breasts.  She manipulated
them and sucked on them until I was driven to
distraction.

	Not to be left out I placed my hands on her
large breasts and felt them.  The tight bodice of her
dress was form fitting, and it was obvious there was
no bra under the dress.  I could feel the outline of
her areolas as well and her nipples.  Lucie turned her
attention to my cut-off-jeans.

	They had been hip huggers that fit very tightly
before I cut the legs off.  When she unbuttoned the
brass button the zipper almost parted on its own.  It
was a very short zipper no more than four inches
long.  She had to tug on them hard to pull them off of
my hips.  She placed her hand on the crotch of my
little pink panties.

	She slipped her hand down the front of my
panties and toyed with my newly grown pubic garden.
She forced her hand into the tight fitting panties
and used her middle finger to seek out my little clit
button.  She worried it until I almost wet my pants,
before she finished removing my jeans and panties.
The shoes and socks came next.  When I was totally
naked she picked me up and placed me on the bed.

	I was too nervous to do anything, as much as I
wanted to help her get undressed, I couldn't move.
Lucie stood there in front of me and reached behind
her back to unhook the top and unzip the back.  She
pulled her arms out of the short sleeves, and pulled
down the front of the dress to expose her breasts.  I
felt my heart pounding my chest, just looking at her
magnificent tits.

	Her breasts were not only large they had an
almost perfect shape.  They only sagged a little under
their own weight.  Her brown skin color did not have a
trace of a tan line, and I can only describe her
areolas and nipples as a dark chocolate brown.  Just
looking at her nipples made my mouth water.  I
wanted to feel them, but Lucie wanted to finish
getting undressed.  He hips were too wide to pull the
dress down, so she pulled the dress over her head,
messing up that gorgeous hair.  It only required a
shake of her head to have the hair fall back into
place.

	There she was standing in front of me in the
sexiest black lace panties I had ever seen.  They had
little flowers and butterflies all over them.  There
was only a hint of dark pubic hair behind the panties.
She rolled them down off of her hips and worked
them down her legs.  When she got them free of her
feet she wadded them up into a small ball and tossed
them aside.  I was mesmerized by the sight of her
pussy.

	Lucie's pussy was shaved and trimmed into short
little black hairs in the shape of a heart on her vulva.
The rest was shaved off.  Her labia major were as
smooth as mine used to be.  When she placed her
first two fingers on either side of her labia and
pressed them her labia parted, and I could see the
long ridge leading to labia minor and her hooded clit.

	I had never had an opportunity to inspect the
pussy of another female before, so I scooted to the
edge of the bed sand reached for her hips to pull her
close enough to reach for her pussy.  I had never
actually seen where a girl's pee hole was located, and
what a vagina looked like.  Her labia lips were a dark
brown, but the inside of her vagina was as pink as
mine.  Looking into her vagina I could even see the
bulge of her cervix.  I had to stick my fingers into
her vagina and feel the cervix.  It is hard to describe
what it felt like.  The bulge felt firm, but the skin
felt slippery and wet.  I tried to feel where the
opening into her womb was but couldn't actually find
it.  When I withdrew my hand, Lucie made me get
back into the middle of the bed.

	Lucie joined me on the bed.  I just had to smell
my fingers and taste them while Lucie cuddled up
with me.  We kissed for a long time while we felt up
each other's bodies.  Lucie moved up and lifted one of
her breasts with her hand to breast feed me.  It was
so erotic to feel her nipple in my mouth.  While I was
sucking on her nipple, Lucie was busy stroking my
pussy, and telling me how delicious it looked.

	My skin was positively quivering as she touched
me.  It was far more exciting than playing with
myself.  My pussy was positively sweating pussy juice.
I couldn't believe it when Lucie moved down the bed
and parted my legs.  She touched my inner thighs,
driving me crazy.  I could feel her breath on my
pussy.  Then she stuck out her tongue and swiped it
through my pussy.  I couldn't control myself.  I
actually squirted pee in her mouth.  I thought she
would be angry with me, but she smiled up at me from
behind my addition of a little red beard.

	She ate my pussy until I had so many orgasms
that I couldn't even tell when one ended and another
one started.  I don't know which of us was more
exhausted.  She lay there between my legs resting
her chin on my pussy.

	I thought it only right that I return the favor.
She understood when I pulled on her arms, and moved
back up the bed to lie on her back.  She looked so
regal in all of her naked glory, with her legs bent and
spread, giving me full access to her lovely pussy.

	(I later learned why Lucie cropped her pubic
hair so short.  With pubic hair cut that short it is
less likely to get caught between teeth or break off
and get stuck on the back of the tongue, where it is
so difficult to cough out or remove with a finger.)

	I lavished the same amount of attention to
licking her pussy as she had done to me.  I had
already discovered how responsive she was to having
her clit played with.  I did my best to suck on her clit
like a little penis.  At the same time I was sticking
two fingers deep into her pussy.  I was finger fucking
her at the same time I was sucking on her clit.

	Lucie was holding onto my head and directing my
head to where she wanted me to concentrate.  I was
fully aware that she had multiple orgasms, before she
pulled me bodily up her body to hug and kiss me.  The
used her tongue to probe the inside of my mouth, as
if she was actually tasting her own pussy juice.

	After the satisfying sex she reached for her
cigarettes and lighter.  She inhaled and filled her
lungs with smoke, as she exhaled I watched some of
the smoke coming out of her mouth and her sucking
some of the smoke back into her nose.

	I thought she looked so sexy, the way she
smoked.  She even shared her cigarette with me.  Of
course I went into a hacking coughing jag.  Lucie
assured me that I would learn to smoke soon enough.
She assured me that it was a nasty habit, and hard to
quit.

	(It took me years to kick the habit after I
figured out that it wasn't all that sexy.)

	For the time being I wallowed in sex with Lucie
and enjoyed a cigarette afterwards.  Lucie
introduced me to the use of dildos.  She took my
virginity with one.  She also introduced me to how
stimulating it was to have my asshole played with.
She even used her dildos on my asshole, followed by
rimming my asshole while it was gaping open.

	Afterwards I had to use her toys on her the
same way.  I would have thought tongue fucking an
asshole would be so nasty I couldn't do it, but I
learned that her ass actually smelled very sweet, and
the taste was more enjoyable that I would have
thought.

	I was spending so much time with Lucie that I
feared that Mother would get suspicious eventually.
The funny thing was that Mother never mentioned
her suspicions.

	Lucie was also concerned about my infatuation
with her.  She suggested that I also see other
women, but I didn't know how to approach another
girl or woman about sex.  When Lucie suggested that
she could introduce me to other women, I rebelled,
and accused her of trying to get rid of me.  She
assured me that she would always love me.  She just
wanted to broaden my circle of sexual partners.  It
took me awhile before I accepted her wisdom.

	On one of those occasions when my parents
wanted to get away for a weekend by themselves, I
was going to stay at home by myself.  Of course as
soon as they were gone, I made a beeline for Lucie's
home.

	After a very satisfying evening of sex, she
asked me if she could invite a friend of hers to come
over the next day.  I had to struggle with my feelings
of jealousy, but I agreed.

	Lucie picked up her phone and made a phone call.
She was talking to someone named Joan.  I knew that
at least a couple of the women that visited her were
named Joan, so I didn't know which one she was
talking to.  Lucie was telling the woman, "I have a
delicious young thing between my legs right now, and
I would love for you to come over to teach Kathy the
joys of having sex with a couple of women!"

	Apparently the woman was thrilled with the
invitation.  In less than an hour a car pulled into the
driveway.  Lucie didn't even bother getting dressed to
go downstairs to welcome her guest.

	She brought the woman upstairs to meet me.  I
had seen her several times visiting Lucie, and even
talked to her, before I knew anything about sex.  I
had never suspected that they had been lovers or
anything like that.  Now that I knew that the two of
them had been having sex with each other before me
made me jealous of her, even though she was a very
attractive blonde.

	Joan was attractive enough to be a lingerie
model.  She had long flowing true platinum blonde hair
that flowed over her shoulders.  There always
seemed to be a lock of hair covering one breast or
the other, with every turn of her head.  When she
arrived and was introduced to me, she kissed me on
the mouth and felt one of my little breasts.  I
admired what she was wearing.

	She had on stylish black high heels, dark nylons,
and one of those simple black strapless cocktail
dressed with a double rope of pearls.  Lucie stood
behind her and unhooked and unzipped the back of
the dress.  As they shed her dress her big breasts
fell out in front of my face.

	How could I refuse the opportunity to feel such
lovely breasts?  Being a blonde, her skin was almost
as fair as mine.  There were no freckles visible, but I
suspected that under the makeup were faded
freckles across her nose and cheeks.

	As the dress was removed I saw that she had on
French cut panties.  When they were removed I saw
that her pubic bush was a dark blonde color.  She
obviously bikini shaved her bush to prevent stray hair
poking out from under her underwear.  When she
turned around to pick up her panties and toss them
onto the pile of her clothes, I saw her asshole.  It
was a puckered pink ring.

	The two of them placed their arms around each
other's hips, while they discussed how they were
going to use me.  It was decided that Joan would
mount me in a 69, so that we could eat each other's
pussy.  Lucie put on her strap-on dildo, while we were
getting into pussy eating.  Even though I was on the
bottom, Lucie was able to get access to my asshole.  I
was eating a pussy while someone was eating mine, and
at the same time Lucie was fucking my asshole.  When
I was almost insane from all of the sex, Lucie pulled
out of my ass, and Joan licked my gaping asshole.

	I must admit that the weekend of sex with two
women was very enjoyable.  Before Joan went home
she made me promise that I would come and visit her.

	It was several days later that I asked my
mother if I could visit a classmate after school.  It
was as if she was relieved that I was visiting someone
else.

	Joan lived pretty close to my high school, so I
walked to her house.  When I rang the doorbell I
thought for a moment that I had gone to the wrong
house, because a young girl answered the door.  She
was no more than twelve-years-old, a lovely blond
with hair so long that she could almost sit on it, even
though it was in a ponytail.  There were freckles
across her nose and on her rosy cheeks.

	I asked, "Is this the home of Ms. Joan
Walker?"

	The girl extended her hand, "Yes, you must be
Kathy.  I'm Elisa, her daughter!"

	I could see that she did look like a younger
version of her mother.  She pulled me into her arms
and hugged me.  "Mom told me all about you.  I would
have been there, but I was visiting a girlfriend that
weekend."

	The thought that there were girls even younger
than me actually out there eating pussy was a
revelation.  I had thought Lucie had introduced me to
something women did.  Joan came out to greet me.
She only had on a transparent dressing gown.  Her
naked body was fully visible through it.

	When she hugged and kissed me, she told me
that she wanted to watch Elise and I make love.

	I was a little shy about the prospect of having
sex with a stranger for the first time, while someone
watched.

	Elise shed her clothes in a flash.  She had
almost a boyish figure, but her vulva was swollen.  The
camel toe looked like it had been used before I got
there.  Then she helped me get undressed right there
in the foyer.  She took me by the hand and led me
through the house to the family room.  The French
sliding door opened out into a spacious back yard.  I
worried about people being able to see over the back
yard and into the house.  Elisa told me not to worry
about anyone spying, as if she could read my mind.

	There was couches facing each other with a
large fireplace facing them, and there was a large
square low leather covered table between the
couches.  Elise sat me on the table, while Joan sat on
one of the couches.  Elise proved to be an expert
pussy hound.  While she was eating my pussy, Joan
was finger fucking her own pussy with her legs spread
very suggestively.  Mother and daughter both ate my
pussy and even fucked me with strap-on dildos.  I was
so spent that Joan drove me home.

	There was no stopping me after that.  I began
to notice the way some girls looked at me and other
girls.  When I made a pass at them, I was rarely ever
rejected.  I even recognized the way the school
librarian eyed me.  I boldly propositioned her during
study hall period.  We went into the back room and
sucked each other's pussy.

	Years later, after I came out to my parents,
Mother admitted that she had suspected what Lucie
and I had been doing while I was at her house.



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