Date: Sun, 21 Apr 2013 17:35:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: L Word Apartments (lesbian/Adult youth, oral, anal, f/f, f/FFf?

Warning:

Adult youth, oral, anal, f/f, f/FFf...

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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               L Word Apartments
                      By
                     Jan

	My world was turned upside-down between the
ages of 13 and 14.  We had been pretty much of a
normal suburban family.  My father was a cop, my
mother was a housewife, and I was their only child.
Then my father knocked up an under aged donut dolly.
He had to ask Mom for a divorce so that he could
marry the girl to prevent a statutory rape charge.

	By the time the settlement was over, Mother
and I had to step down the social ladder.  We had to
move out of the only home I had ever known.  It was a
middle class ranch house, where all of the houses
were on lots that were 75 feet wide and 150 feet
deep.  It was a traumatic experience to leave a
comfortable home in the suburbs and move to an
inner-city apartment building.  The move required me
to change schools.  I had to leave my friends that I
had grown up with.  I tried to keep in touch with
them but it didn't last long.

	I had been with my mother when she was
looking for a place to live.  Mom had found the listing
in the neighborhood newspaper.  When we pulled up in
front of the place I was struck by the name of the
apartment building, `The Luxury World Apartments.'

	When we approached the manager's office I was
more than a little squeamish by the way the woman
looked at me, and her physical appearance.  She
introduced herself as Maxine Rivers.  She was not
only dressed more like a man than a woman, she
looked mannish too.  Her dark hair was cropped and
combed into a pompadour.  She had a round full face
with a wide nose over a visible mustache.  She was a
little overweight, but she must have had very large
breasts under her flannel work shirt.  She also had on
blue jeans and gum soled work boots.

	When Mom explained why she was looking for a
place for us, the woman explained that she normally
required referrals from people she knew.  While she
was looking at me like a cat looks at a bird on the
ground.  There was some pleading on my mother's part
before Maxine agreed to show us the only two
bedroom apartment vacant at the time.

	A quick look around was very informative.  The
apartment building was laid out in a square with the
side facing south having two stories.  A quick count of
the doors revealed that there were twenty
apartments.  In the middle of the square was a
swimming pool with a fountain nearest the entrance,
with overgrown elephant ear plants.  The apartment
she showed us smelled of fresh paint and new
carpets.  The only thing giving away how the previous
tenant lived was the tobacco stained ceilings.  The
furniture was cheap new-vow-modern.  The
kitchenette had Formica counters.  It was
depressing, but all that my mother could afford.

	It took us about a week to meet all of the other
tenants.  Five of the apartments were empty.  It took
a little while for me to notice that all of the
apartments were occupied by a variety of women.  I
didn't think anything about it at the time.

	For a while there were just the casual greetings
between us and the other tenants while coming and
going.  On those occasions when we were in the
laundry room with one or two tenants, it was
uncomfortable making small talk.  There was one
woman that caught my eye.  She was a very attractive
woman.  Her name was Arlene.  I can only describe
her as a tall slender blonde with creamy white skin.
As slender as she was, she sported breasts that
would do a porn star proud.  I was attracted to her
from the moment I saw her.

	I found it interesting that she was around the
apartment building all day.  She didn't leave for work
until 6 pm.  I learned that she was a striptease
dancer, and I thought that she was very exciting.  I
wanted to get to know her better, but school
interfered.

	I had been a good student at my previous
school, but when we moved to the inner city, things
changed.  They put me in junior high, but it took them
only a couple of weeks to find out that I was
academically well beyond what they were teaching
students my age, so they transferred me to the high
school.  After some testing they put me in all
advanced placement classes.  I was in classes with
students that were sixteen and seventeen.

	It didn't take long before I found that I was
resented because I was so young and getting better
grades than them.  The spiteful looks I got added to
my uncomfortable feelings.  I didn't have any friends
among the girls, and the boys were not the kind of
guys I would care to associate with.  I became a
loner.

	One day I had to pee so badly I had to enter
the girl's bathroom.  There was a group of older girls
clustered near the window, and they were smoking.  I
quickly entered a toilet stall and closed the door.  I
was no more than seated and relieving myself, when
the door burst open.  One of the girls from my
Trigonometry class was standing in the door.  She was
smoking a cigarette and had a confrontational
attitude.  I was scared of her of course.

	I was still dribbling pee as she dragged me out
of the stall.  She forced me to lie down on the filthy
bathroom floor on my back.  She pinned my arms to
the floor as she straddled my head.  Her knees were
on either side of my head and her shins were pinning
my arms down.  Her skirt was above her knees, so I
was looking up at her crotch, and she didn't have any
panties on.  I was looking at her hairy pussy.  The
bitch sat on my face forcing me to eat her pussy.
Her friends were circling us and voicing their
encouragements.  They were telling her to make the
little bitch eat her pussy, and smother the little
bitch.  She ground her pussy into my face until she
screamed that she was cumming.

	When she was finished they left me sobbing on
the floor.  I eventually pulled myself together and
made my way to my next class.  From that day on my
classmates tease me by making a V with their first
two fingers and sticking their tongue between them
and wiggling the tongue in a lewd manner.  There was
no doubt they were referring to my eating that girl's
pussy.  Their behavior only made me more withdrawn.

	I couldn't get away from school fast enough.
Arlene observed just how distressed I was one
afternoon when I was heading for my apartment.  She
offered me a cup of tea, so I joined her in her
apartment for a cup of tea.  We sat on her couch
while sipping our tea.  She pressed me for details
about what was distressing me.

	I was reluctant to tell anyone about how I had
been abused at school, but eventually she convinced
me to tell her my story.  She wrapped her arm around
me as I tearfully related how I had been attacked in
the girl's bathroom.  While I was telling the story
Arlene was comforting me.  She assured me that
lesbian sex is not like the way that girl had treated
me.

	That set off a warning in my mind, was Arlene a
lesbian.  I was totally enamored with her, because I
thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever
met.  Being an innocent girl I simply asked without
thinking, "Are you a lesbian?"

	It never dawned on me that what I asked might
offend someone, but Arlene understood that my
question was not a malicious question.  She simply
smiled at me and said, "Honey, everyone in this
apartment building is a lesbian!"

	My first reaction was quick, "Mother and I are
not lesbians!"

	Arlene smiled at me, "I'm sure that the only
reason Maxine allowed the two of you to move in was
because she has designs on getting in your mother's
panties, if not yours!"

	I felt a chill run down my spine.  I had felt
uncomfortable about the way Ms. Rivers always
looked at me.  Now I knew what she was thinking.  I
had always admired Arlene, and the knowledge that
she was a lesbian made me feel a little strange.  I
couldn't help building a picture in my mind of Arlene
actually doing to another woman what that girl at
school made me do to her.  I also wondered if Arlene
would smell and taste like that girl had.

	She assured me that she was not about to jump
me, which caused me to let out a nervous giggle.  I
asked her, "Do all lesbians treat girls the way that
girl at school had used me?"

	Arlene still had her arm around my shoulders,
and she did smell so sweet.  She used her other hand
to run her fingertips up and down my forearm.
"Honey, what that girl did to you was rape.  What
takes place between two lesbians is nothing like rape.
Nothing is more personal than the way women make
love to each other."

	While she was talking to me I felt her large
breast rubbing against my upper arm.  Her head was
only inches away from my cheek.  I could feel her
breath on my cheek and smell her breath.  She must
have just brushed her teeth, because her breath
smelled like mint flavored toothpaste.  Just as she
lightly kissed my cheek her hand moved up my arm
and her finger circled one of my small breasts.  Her
touch sent shivers through my body.  Yet I had no
desire to stop her from doing anything.

	Arlene kissed me again, only this time on the
lips.  When I turned my head towards her to return
the kiss she pressed her lips on mine with more
forced.  She stuck her tongue into my mouth too.
While she was kissing me she cupped my little
breasts and squeezed it.  Her actions emboldened me
to feel her breasts, after all I had admired her
breasts from the first time I saw her.  They did feel
very interesting.  They were both firm, while soft and
pliable under my fingers.  I could tell that there was
only the thin sheet of her blouse covering her
breasts, because there was no evidence of a bra
under her blouse.  Arlene encouraged me by simply
unbuttoning her blouse and pulling the material aside,
exposing both of her breasts.

	I was fascinated by the sight of her breasts.
They were almost perfect the way her areolas were
perched right on the front of her breasts.  My
mother's breasts sagged a little, and her areolas are
not perfectly round, like Arlene's.  I couldn't resist
feeling them.

	Arlene lifted one and offered her nipple to me.
I couldn't resist taking her nipple into my mouth.  I
can't even tell you how much it thrilled me to be
sucking on the breasts of such a lovely woman.  She
was kissing the top of my head while I sucked on her
nipple like a baby.  While I was sucking on her, she
stroked my arms and body.  She eventually reached
down and placed her hand on my exposed knee, and
slowly ran her hand up the inside of my thigh.  When
her hand reached the crotch of my panties, I felt like
I was about to pee.  She stroked my panties gently
for a long time.  She eventually picked me up and
placed me on the arm of the couch, before pulling my
panties off of my legs.  She put her face between my
legs, and lapped at my pussy very gently.  No one had
ever eaten my pussy before, so it was mind blowing to
have such a beautiful woman lapping at my pussy.  I
almost fell off of the couch when I came.

	When I recovered, I asked Arlene, "Should I do
the same thing to you?"

	She stroked my hair and assured me, "I loved
making you cum, honey.  There is no need to do that
to me.  I want you to think about what I did to you,
and if you want to visit me in the future, there will be
plenty of time to make love to me, if you want to!"

	She told me, "Honey, I have to get ready for
work, and I think you better go home before your
mother gets home from work."

	I was reluctant to put my panties back on and
leave her, but I had one more question to ask.
"Arlene, if you are a lesbian, why do you work as a
stripper?"

	Arlene laughed, "I make a comfortable living
doing that, and sometimes my agent lines me up with
lesbian gigs.  I love stripping for lesbian birthday
parties."

	Hearing her say that she stripped for lesbians
sent a little pang of jealousy through my body.  I was
already falling in love with her.

	I reluctantly put my panties back on.  I hated to
leave her.  As I made my way to my apartment I
passed a couple of other apartments.  One of them
had the drapes open and I saw one of our neighbors
standing at the window looking out at the pool.  When
she saw me, she gave me a big smile, as if she knew
what I had been doing.  She even winked at me.  I
wondered if she could tell that Arlene had made me
cum.  I felt my face flush as I picked up my pace.

	I remembered that Arlene had told me that all
of the women in this building were lesbians.  I
wondered if Mother had known about the place
before we moved in.

	I learned much later that Mom had not known
about the character of the place before we moved in,
but she learned about it the first month the rent was
due.  Mother had used all of the money she had to
pay the first, and last month's rent, cleaning fee, and
then turn on the utilities.  She was almost broke when
the next month's rent came due.  She had to go to
Maxine's apartment and explain that she was
strapped that month.  She assured Maxine that she
would pay part of it and give her the rest the next
payday.  Maxine was very understanding, and assured
Mother that she understood, but she would only let
her do that this one time.  Mother promised that it
would never happen again.

	Maxine said, "If I let you pay this month's rent
in installments, I want something in return."

	Mother agreed to do anything she wanted.  I
assume she thought Maxine would want her to do
something like clean the laundry room or something
like that.  Maxine had something far more personal in
mind.  Maxine put her arm around Mother's shoulders
and shocked her by kissing her on the mouth.  She
quickly realized what Maxine wanted.

	Apparently Mother had experimented with
other girls in her youth, but had not had a sexual
relationship with a woman as an adult, but she figured
that she better please the apartment manager or
face eviction, without enough money to find another
place.  Mom did as she was told.  She undressed the
two of them and satisfied Maxine's sexual desires.  I
learned about all of this much later.

	The next day after school I headed directly to
Arlene's apartment.  When I knocked on her door I
heard her voice invite me in, so I opened the door and
let myself in.  From the entrance I could see the
kitchen area and the living-room, so I headed towards
the bathroom and her bedroom.  Her bedroom door
was open and I saw her sitting in front of her vanity
mirror.  I could tell that all she had on was a silk
dressing gown.  She was applying lotion to her body.
She saw me in the mirror reflection, and smiled at
me.  She swiveled her chair around, allowing me to see
not only those gorgeous breasts, but the bottom of
her dressing gown was open and I could see her
shaved pussy.

	I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame.  As I
approached her, she used her right hand to rub her
pussy before she stuck two fingers deep into her
pussy.  When I was right in front of her she
withdrew her fingers and drew the back of her index
finger under my nose.  I could smell the odor of her
pussy.  Her slimy finger left behind a trace of her
liquid on my upper lip.  Every time I took in a breath I
could smell her pussy.  Then she stuck her two
fingers into my mouth.  I sucked her fingers clean.
Having done that I knew that I was going to enjoy
eating her pussy the same way she had done to me
yesterday.

	Arlene told me, "Please make yourself
comfortable, while I make sure we are not
disturbed."

	I took that as an invitation to get out of my
school clothes.  I quickly removed my shoes and
socks, and was removing my blouse when Arlene
returned from locking the door.  She approached me,
and took me in her arms as she kissed me on the
mouth very passionately.  She helped me finish
unbuttoning the front of my blouse, and she helped
me remove it.  When my skirt was unfastened it
dropped to the floor around my ankles.  Arlene picked
me up like a baby and placed me on the bed.  I was
the one to unhook my little bra while she pulled my
panties down my hips.  When they were free of my
feet she let her own gown fall away.  She lied on the
bed next to me, so that she could gently stroke my
body.  Her magnificent breasts were next to my head.
I couldn't resist sucking on her breasts.  I was the
one to initiate the sexual act of masturbating her.
She in turn spread my legs and sucked my pussy until
I had another quick organism.  She lied next to me
and hugged me while I recovered.

	I eventually had to find out if I could eat a
woman's pussy.  When I started moving into position,
Arlene did something I didn't expect.  She flung her
legs around and backwards in such a way the she was
able to cross her ankles behind her head.  I had never
seen anyone do that before.  It was so erotic to see
her curled up in a ball with her pussy and asshole
exposed to me.  When I felt her vulva, it was as
smooth and devoid of hair like a new born baby.  Her
asshole was puckering as if in anticipation of sexual
activity.

	I placed my hands on the backs of her ample
thighs and moved my face close to her crotch.  I
savored the smell of her musky sexual odor.  I was so
close to her asshole that I could also smell her ass.  I
would have thought it would stink, but I found her
asshole to actually smell rather sweet.  I had doubted
that I could eat pussy, but now I found myself not
only licking her cunt, I was actually licking her
asshole.  Arlene was actually moaning and begging me
not to stop, as if I had any intention of stopping.  I
sucked her pussy until she not only came, she actually
squirted some pee into my mouth and face.

	Arlene had to unhook her ankles from behind
her head, so that she could stretch out on the bed.  I
lied on top of her.  We eventually had to get dressed,
so that I could return to my apartment before
Mother got home.  Arlene also had to clean up before
going to work.

	Again I saw that woman looking out of her
window as I passed, and she winked at me.  It was
obvious that she knew what Arlene and I had been
doing.  I wondered what she planned on doing with her
knowledge.

	A couple of days later I gathered up our laundry
and made my way to the laundry room downstairs.
That woman that had winked at me was already doing
her laundry.  There were three washing machines and
four dryers.  I placed my plastic laundry basket on
the table attached to the wall for folding clothes,
and started separating the colored items from the
white and delicate.  I planned to wash the delicate
things first.

	The woman smiled and said, "Hi, sweetheart my
name is Delores, but my friends call me De-De.  I
couldn't help but notice your budding relationship
with Arlene.  I would like a taste of what you're giving
her!"

	I didn't know what to say to such a bold
declaration.  I couldn't deny what she was saying
about me and Arlene.  My problem was if I was
capable of having sex with another woman.

	Darlene was not above blackmailing me into
compliance.  "What would your mother say about you
having sex with an older woman, a stripper like
Arlene?"

	I felt a cold chill run down my back.  I knew she
had control over me.  I couldn't tell my mother about
Arlene.  There wasn't anything I could do to protect
myself.  I simply stood there as she took me in her
arms and kissed me.

	I wouldn't say she was pretty, but she was nice
looking for a middle aged woman.  She was a lot taller
than me.  She smelled of a light citrus fragrance.
She simply picked me up and sat me on the table.  She
spread my legs, and pulled my panties aside, so that
she could see my pussy.  I felt a thrill when she
touched my pussy.  She gently stroked my recently
sprouted pubic garden.  She started sucking my
pussy.  All I could do was cling to her hair while she
made me cum.  We continued washing our laundry and
drying and folding the clothes.  Between loading
washers and dryers she had me eat her pussy.  Unlike
Arlene, De-De had not shaved her pussy.  I got a
couple of hairs caught between my teeth while eating
her pussy.  I was surprised with the knowledge that I
didn't feel any guilt about eating this woman's pussy,
or cheating on Arlene.  I just enjoyed sex, and any
pussy would do.

	By the time I got the laundry back to the
apartment I was ready to find out what every women
in the apartment tasted like.  I didn't have to wait
long.  Within days, Mother's car broke down.  The
mechanic informed her that it would coast twelve
hundred dollars to repair her car.  It was not really
worth repairing the car.  So she sold it, and took
what little she got for it to buy another car.  All she
could do was ask a mechanic she trusted to help her
select a car she could rely on.  The problem was the
payments put an additional strain on our budget.
When she fell behind in the rent, Maxine expected a
lot more sex to let her slide.

	Mother was not good at hiding her sexual
activity with Maxine.  I figured out quickly when she
had to keep visiting Maxine's apartment.  To confirm
my suspicions I placed a wooden crate under Maxine's
bedroom window and peeked through the drapes to
witness my mother kneeling between the chubby
woman's legs.  There was no doubt that Mother was
eating Maxine's pussy.  I couldn't let mother know
that I knew what she was doing in exchange for being
late with the rent.

	I brooded about what Mom was doing for a
couple of days.  I finally came up with a plan.  Mom
was working as much overtime as she could to catch
up with the bills.  I had lots of time alone.  As much
as I would love to spend it in Arlene's bed, I figured I
could help mother deal with Maxine.

	After school I rushed home and stopped at
Maxine's door.  When she opened the door she smiled
a crooked smile that looked like she was undressing
me with her eyes.  I thought she looked more like a
man than a woman.  She was stocky with hair that
looked like a man's barber had cut it.  She had thick
eyebrows and an obvious mustache above her lip.  The
smell of cigarette smoke clung to her clothing and
had a repulsive stench.  She had a cigarette between
her fingers, and the smoke was swirling up around her
head.  She finally asked me, "What can I do for you,
young lady?"

	I looked her directly in the eyes, "I know my
mother and I are having financial problems, and what
she has been doing to please you!  I was wondering if
you and I could come to an understanding that would
not include my mother."

	Maxine chuckled, "I have noticed your visits to
Arlene's apartment.  I take it you have learned
everything she has to teach you, so you think you're
ready to satisfy a real woman now?"

	I found it ironic that she considered herself a
real woman, considering how much she looked like a
man.  I was bluffing when I said, "I think I can light
your fire."

	She stepped back to allow me to enter her
place.  She placed her hand on my ass, as I walked
past her.  She was not subtle at all about anything.
She took me directly to her bedroom.  The bed was a
mess, and the ashtrays were full.  The textured
ceiling was stained yellow.  The room positively
reeked.  As soon as we were in her room she started
pulling off my clothes.  When I was totally naked she
tossed me on her bed.

	I felt the wrinkled sheets under my butt, as I
watched her take off her clothes.  When she pulled
off her flannel work shirt, she was completely naked
to the waist.  I can only guess the size of her tits,
because they were so large that they sagged all the
way to her waistline.  That took some doing because
her belly was about 44 inches around.  She was
breathing hard when she sat down to bend over to
take off her shoes and socks.  She straightened up
and unfastened the button and zipper of her pants.
She had to stand up long enough to pull them down.
Her underwear looked more like men's jockey shorts.
At least she turned around to face me when she
pulled them down.  She was the first woman I ever
met that had a total disregard for anything feminine.
She didn't shave her underarms or her pubic area.  I
swear she had more body hair than any male I had
ever seen.  The girls at school would have made fun of
her, but I'm sure they would be scared shitless if she
challenged them.

	She mounted the bed and knelt next to me and
lifted her arm to expose her underarm hair.  She
grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled my
head hard against her underarm.  Her underarm was
sweaty and the odor was pungent.  She made me lick
both of her armpits.  When she had enough of me
licking her armpits, she lifted one of her big flabby
tits and put it in my mouth.

	Her breasts were like big rubbery water bottles
that were almost empty, the way they dangled over
her belly almost to her waist.  Her areolas were large
mauve ovals with wide stubby nipples.  While I was
sucking on her nipples I could smell her body aroma.
She smelled of cigarette smoke as well as her sweaty
body odor.  After I had sucked on both of her tits,
she pushed me over onto my back, and mounted my
head like she would have done a horse.

	I was looking up at that patch of dark pubic hair
as she ground it into my mouth and nose.  As much as
her pussy smelled, it was somehow erotic, and the
inside of her pussy was coated with a thick mucus
lining.  It was thick as I swallowed the stuff.  When
she rocked forward her asshole ground into my
mouth, even her asshole was ringed with hair.  I would
have thought her asshole would smell bad, but it
smelled sweeter than I would have thought.  Had
anyone told me I would like the taste of an old
woman's asshole I would have said they were crazy.

	By the time Maxine finished using me, I was
totally spent.  She had to help me get dressed and
walked me to my apartment.  It was all I could do to
bathe before Mother got home.  I knew everything on
me and my skin would smell of Maxine's cigarette
smoke if I didn't bathe.

	Mother must have suspected what I had done,
because Maxine never bothered her again about being
late with the rent.  She never mentioned anything
about the subject.

	I also got an idea about how to get even with
that girl at school that had raped me.  I talked it
over with Maxine the next time I visited her.  I was
developing a taste for smelly pussy.

	At school I kept an eye on that girl, one
afternoon when she was in the library without her
buddies, I approached her.  I asked her if she really
liked rough sex.  Then she smiled at me and asked,
"What if I do?"

	I told her, "I know of a woman that you might
like to meet, Dawn!" (I had learned her name.)

	I wrote down the address, without telling her
that I lived there.  I told her to knock on the
manager's door and tell her that you were looking for
Maxine.

	After school I rushed home, so that I could be
in Maxine's place before Dawn arrived.  I was out of
sight when there was a knock on the door.  Sure
enough when Maxine opened the door, Dawn was
standing there.  Maxine invited her into her home,
and I realized how much Dawn looked like a younger
version of Maxine.

	Maxine asked her, "What can I do for you,
young lady?"

	She responded, "My name is D-a-w-n.  I prefer
D-o-n, and a friend told me that if I like rough sex
that I should visit you, if your name is Maxine."

	Maxine chuckled and said, "I am Maxine, Max to
my friends!  Would you like a drink, while we talk?"

	Dawn accepted her offer.  Maxine made them a
couple of stiff drinks with vodka.  She joined Dawn on
the couch while they sipped their drinks and talked.
Maxine asked her, "Do you consider yourself a dyke?"

	Dawn told her, "I do enjoy forcing sweet young
girls to eat my pussy and such!"

	Maxine smiled, "I think I can teach you how to
get the maximum enjoyment out of sex if you're
willing to be my understudy!"

	Dawn gave her that crooked smile, "anything you
say."

	Maxine picked up her glass and stood up.  She
offered Dawn her hand, and led her into the
bedroom.  I had my spot staked out outside her
bedroom window.  I had a box ready to stand on and
the window was open enough for me to hear their
conversations.

	Maxine simply commanded, "Down, take off your
clothes!"

	Dawn obeyed without question.  I watched her
remove her clothes, and saw how much her body
looked like the younger version she was of Maxine.
Maxine must have seen it too.

	Maxine pulled the naked Dawn onto the bed
before she removed her clothes.  I watched in total
fascination as Maxine treated Dawn the same way she
had treated me, right down to grinding her hairy
asshole into Dawn's face.  The only thing she added
was that she strapped on a black rubber dildo that
she used to fuck Dawn with.  Boy...did Dawn howl when
Maxine fucked her in the ass.  I watched everything
intently, while rubbing my crotch through my dress.
When they were finished I made my way to Arlene's
apartment for some sweet sex with her.

	The next day at school I followed Dawn until
she reached a secluded part of the main
administration building before confronting her.  I
asked her, "Did you visit Maxine yesterday?"  I
wanted to find out how much she would admit to.

	Dawn turned to face me and said, "I did, and
she was amazing.  I think I'm falling in love with her!
Thank you for thinking of me."  With that she took
me in her arms and kissed me on the mouth, while
grasping my butt cheeks.

	I quickly glanced around the corridor, and was
relieved because I didn't see anyone.  When we
parted ways, I made my way to my Advanced
Placement English class.  It was a normal day in Ms.
Brooks' class.  When the bell rang, and my classmates
made a quick exit, I was about to join them when Ms.
Brooks asked me to remain for a moment.  I figured I
had done something wrong.

	As the clatter of shoes on tile floors and the
cacophony of voices dissipated, Ms. Brooks sat down
in a desk chair in the row next to mine.  She turned
to face me as she said, "I witnessed the way Dawn
was kissing you in the corridor!  I wouldn't want you
getting involved with Dawn, because she is a known
bully of a lesbian!"

	For some reason I boldly responded, "Don't
worry, Dawn was just thanking me for introducing her
to a woman that she has fallen in love with!"

	Ms. Brooks sat there for a moment before
asking the next question, "You know lesbian women?"

	"After the divorce of my parents my mother
and I had to move into a cheap apartment building.
As it turned out the one we moved into is an
apartment building occupied by only lesbians.  It is
called `The Luxury World Apartments,' but locally is
known as `The L Word apartments' after the premium
satellite TV show about lesbians.

	I have made friends with several of them.  The
manager is more like a man than a woman.  I
introduced Dawn to her recently.  Dawn must have
enjoyed meeting Maxine."

	Ms. Brooks asked, "Have you had sex with any of
these women?"

	Again I was emboldened to tell the truth, "I
have had sex with several of them, including Maxine,
but I prefer more feminine women."

	Ms. Brooks leaned across the narrow space
between us and kissed me on the lips.  I returned the
kiss, and even reached out to feel one of her breasts.
When she broke the kiss, she said, "This is not the
place to be doing this!"

	I suggested that she come to my apartment.  I
assured her that my mother wouldn't be home until at
least 6 pm.  I scribbled my address on a piece of
notebook paper and placed it in her hand.  I
understood it would be unwise to be seen riding in her
car by anyone from school.  I told her that it would
take me almost a half hour to get home on the city
bus.

	Sure enough as I walked the half block from
the bus stop to the apartment building I saw Ms.
Brooks waiting in front of the building.  I rushed to
greet her, as we entered the courtyard of the
apartment we saw Maxine busy changing the filter of
the pool.  As we approached her on our way to my
apartment, Maxine stood up.  I introduced Ms. Brooks
to Maxine, as I explained to Maxine that Ms. Brooks
was my English teacher.

	The two women shook hands and exchanged
pleasantries.  While we were talking Dawn found us.
She was shocked to not only see me but one of our
teachers talking to Maxine.  I had never told Dawn
that I lived at the apartment, or told her how well I
knew Maxine.  While we were talking Maxine was not
shy about demonstrating that Dawn was her
girlfriend by wrapping her arm around Dawn's waist
and grasping Dawn's butt with her hand.

	That was the first time I ever saw Dawn
actually blush, but she didn't resist Maxine's
demonstration of ownership.  Just the same Dawn
showed signs of being embarrassed about her
submissive position, in the presence of me and one of
our teachers.

	I was holding Ms. Brooks' hand, and squeezed it
to let her know I wanted to end this conversation.
She understood and she told Maxine that it was a
pleasure meeting her, and said that sometime we
might enjoy an evening together to discuss common
interests.  Maxine understood the implications.  She
gave her a big smile and assured her that she was
welcome to visit anytime.  She turned to leave, and
guided Dawn towards the manager's office door.

	I led Ms. Brooks to our apartment.  I showed
her our apartment, knowing that it was a far cry from
our suburban home.  There was no attempt to hide
what my intent was.  As soon as we were in my small
bedroom I hugged and kissed her with passion.
Because of my small size I had to stand on tiptoe to
approach her mouth.  She had to bend down to make
it possible for us to kiss.  We worked our way to my
bed.  I didn't know where to start, should I undress
her or myself before we sat down.  Ms. Brooks was
wearing pumps with moderate heels because she
wanted comfortable shoes to stand on all day at
school.  She simply stepped out of them before lying
down on my bed.

	I sat down next to her and we hugged each
other while we kissed each other passionately for a
long time.  It was Ms. Brooks that was first to feel
my small breasts.  She whispered in my ear that when
we were not at school that I could call her Gail.  I had
never heard her given name before, and found it
strange to call her anything but Ms. Brooks.

	She always dressed professionally at school.
She wore business suits most of the time.  On warm
days she chose dresses with three-quarter sleeves,
and her knees were covered.  Rarely did we ever get a
glimpse of her cleavage.  Today she had chosen to
wear one of her business suits, in fall colors.  When
she removed her jacket she was wearing an orange
blouse with puffy sleeves.  She deftly unbuttoned
three of her buttons, exposing much of her bra
containing her ample 36C-sized breasts.  I could not
contain my desire to see what her tits looked like.

	I reached inside her bra and pulled both of her
tits out.  I was impressed with her breasts, because I
had never seen areolas as large as hers.  They were
as large as a tea cup saucer and they were a mauve
color.  I played with them for a short time before
taking a nipple into my mouth to taste her.  Her
breasts smelled of a floral perfume, but her flesh
tasted of salty sweat at first.

	Gail stroked my hair while I nursed at her
breast.  While I was busy with her breasts, she ran
her hand down my body.  When I had sat down my
skirt had ridden above my knees.  She ran her hand
down to my knee and then ran it back up my bare
thigh.  She forced her hand under my skirt all the
way up my inner thigh to my panties.  I felt my pussy
respond the moment her hand touched my inner thigh.

	I wanted to see her naked body so badly that I
managed to rip a couple of buttons off of her blouse
as I struggled to undress her.  She was obviously just
as anxious to see me naked too.  Our clothes were
scattered all over the bedroom.  We were sprawled
out on top of my bed kiss while we rubbed each
other's pussy.  We found each other's clit and
stimulated them until we had wet orgasms.  Neither
of us was satisfied with a climax from mutual
masturbation.  We both wanted to taste each other's
pussy.  We virtually fought each other over which one
of us was going to eat the other's pussy first.  She
was much stronger than me, so she won the struggle.

	Gail wrapped my scrawny legs around her head,
as she buried her face in my pubic bush.  It was
obvious that Gail was no stranger to eating pussy.  I
couldn't sit still, when I sat up I raked her back with
my fingernails, and then I would flop back on the bed,
shaking my head back and forth while moaning, and
extolling her ability to eat pussy.  When I had my
second climax I was quivering all over.  Gail looked up
at me with a wet face.  I sat up and took her in my
arms and kissed her.  I loved the feel of my pussy
juice all over her face, and the taste of my pussy
smeared all over her face.

	Then it was my turn to reverse positions.  I
pushed her over onto her back with her head at the
foot of the bed.  I pulled her feet up until they were
touching her butt, before spreading her legs open to
look at her pussy.  Gail shaved her pussy clean of any
pubic hair.  Whatever she did, there was not even a
bump or stubble on her vulva.  When I parted her
labia I saw that there was a two inch ridge leading
down to her hooded clitoris.  I couldn't resist taking
her clit into my mouth and sucking on her.  It was not
long before she was howling, and slapping my ears
with her thighs.  Time was meaningless to us.  I
sucked her pussy until she had multiple climaxes.
Eventually I lied down on top of her while we
recovered.  We kissed each other lovingly for a long
time.

	We didn't think about the time before I turned
around on top of her.  I dangled my legs on either
side of her head as I sought out her pussy with my
mouth again.  I virtually humped her face, while
lapping at her cunt.  I can honestly say that my
bedroom was filled with the odor of pussy sex.  We
didn't even notice how dark it had gotten.  We were
making all kinds of noise as we encouraged each other
to the point that we didn't even hear the door open.

	When my bedroom door opened my mother cried
out, "Oh my GAWD!"

	I rolled off of Gail and knelt behind the
opposite side of the bed.  Gail sat up and scrambled
to find something to cover her nakedness.  The only
thing handy was one of my pillows.  She gripped the
pillow with both arms in front of her body.

	The look on my mother's face was of total
shock.  Obviously she had no idea I was having sex
with women.  She had met Ms. Brooks at the last open
house at school, so she knew who she was.  She
whirled around and went into the living room.  I could
hear her sobbing, as I simply grabbed a nightgown
and pulled it over my head.

	Gail was gathering up her clothes, obviously
planning on getting dressed and making a quick exit.  I
placed my hand on her arm and said, "Please wait
awhile!"  She sat back down, but continued putting
her panties back on.

	I went to my mother and sat down next to her.
I comforted her and hugged her.  "Mom, please don't
be upset.  It was not anyone's fault that I have
discovered that I prefer sex with women."

	Mother sobbed, "I never wanted you to be
anything but happy, but can you be happy with
women?"

	That was when I dropped the bomb, "Mom, I
know what Maxine made you do because of our
financial problems.  I even went to her to satisfy her
desires, so that she would not take advantage of you
anymore."

	Mother's reaction was instant, `You have been
having sex with Maxine?  She is so aggressive that
she might hurt you!"

	"Mom I have discovered that I like all kinds of
sex.  I enjoy being mothered by nice smelling women
as well as the sweaty rough sex.  Why don't you just
relax, and accept that I am a lesbian."

	Mother wrapped her arms around me and softly
cried on my shoulder.  I took that opportunity to pull
her to her feet and led her back into my bedroom.
Gail was almost completely dressed by that time.
"Mom, it was not Ms. Brooks' fault.  I invited her to
visit me here.  Don't hold it against her.  I think she
is a lovely woman, and I've had sexual fantasies about
having sex with her for weeks.

	I took hold of Mother's wrist and placed her
hand on Gail's breast.  I held it there until Mother
squeezed Gail's breast.  Gail understood my plan and
reached up and took hold of the back of Mother's
neck, and pulled Mother's head down so that she
could kiss my mother.

	There was a moment that Mother resisted the
kiss, but in a short time Mother embraced Gail.  I
watched the kiss turn into passion.

	I used my cell phone to call De-De to invite her
to join us, because Arlene was at work.  By the time
De-De arrived, Gail and Mom were pawing at each
other's clothes while kissing.  I led De-De to the bed
and sat her on the other side of the bed.  It wound
up being an orgy with me making love to De-De, while
Gail introduced Mother to the way she made love.
From time to time Mother and I made eye contact,
and I knew she was enjoying the sex.

	Eventually we had to call it a night.  After we
got dressed we walked Gail to her car.  We invited
her to visit anytime she liked.  As we were returning
to our apartment we met Dawn and Maxine coming out
of her apartment.  We hugged and kissed each other.
I noticed that Dawn smelled of Maxine's stale
cigarette smoke.  I whispered in her ear, "Dawn, don't
you think you should shower before going home?"

	Dawn smiled, "my parents know I smoke. And
know I'm a dyke!"

	After we parted ways, De-De headed towards
her apartment, and Mom and I headed to ours.  As we
passed the swimming pool we noticed a couple of our
neighbors in the pool.  One was a sweet looking little
old granny type, and the other one was a young gothic
chick with purple hair that was cropped fairly short
with a lock of hair covering one eye.  She also sported
a lot of tattoos.  They were both naked and clinging
to each other while they kissed and played with teach
other's tits.

	I told Mother I'm going to have to get to know
both of them.  Mother shook her head and giggled.
We were both tired and simply kissed as we entered
our own bedrooms.

	One afternoon when I got home in time to visit
Arlene before she had to go to work, she asked me if
I had saddle oxfords or penny loafers.  I was puzzled
by the question, but said I had a pair of penny
loafers.  She told me that on Saturday night she had
a gig at lesbian birthday party, and if you like we can
do a lesbian sex act.  The money you earn can be used
to set up a college fund.

	The idea of performing sex with Arlene in front
of an audience was a new thrill for me.  I accepted.
Later I told my mother I had been invited to a
birthday party on Saturday night.  I just didn't tell
her that I was performing sex for money.

	I dressed like I was going to a party of a
classmate before going to Arlene's apartment.
Arlene had me change into a Catholic school girl
uniform that consisted of white blouse with a
matching pleated skirt and tie in a mock Scottish
tartan, gray blazer with crest on the pocket, white
knee socks.  That was why she wanted me to wear
penny loafers.  She provided me with the sexiest
little thong panties, that were definitely not
regulation, I had ever seen.  Arlene had already put
on her costume.

	Her costume was that of a Carmelite Nun.  She
even had a crucifix hanging from the sash cord
around her waist.  The only thing out of place was the
black stiletto heels and dark nylons.  She had us put
on tan dusters before she locked up her apartment on
our way to her car.

	She drove us to the best part of town, and into
a gated community, past a security guardhouse.  She
simply showed the guard an invitation card.  We drove
on up the hill to a palatial house with what looked like
a seven car garage.  There were plenty of cars parked
on the grounds.  When we made our way to the door,
I was overwhelmed by the size of this villa.  A maid
met us and took our dusters and purses.  She told us
that, "Madam was expecting us." and directed us to a
game room almost as large as our apartment building.
As soon as we entered the room a very attractive
blonde woman that was talking to a group of women
broke off her discussion, and came to us.

	She was dressed in a gold lame evening gown,
with both of her breasts fully exposed.  They were
covered with a variety of different lipstick marks.
Obviously most of the women present had kissed her
breasts.  She hugged Arlene, and thanked her for
coming.  She turned to me and studied me with lustful
eyes, "Absolutely charming, I have to talk to you
after the performance, Dear!"

	I looked at Arlene, and she winked at me.

	Our hostess led us to a podium that had an
office desk and chairs already in place.  She held up
her hands and said, "Ladies, find a seat, we have a
little show for your pleasure!"

	She left the podium to sit in a chair, front and
center.  Arlene led me to the chair in front of the
desk.  She started scolding me for my disregard for
the school regulations.  She made me kneel facing the
audience.  The pleated skirt was well above my knees.
She told me that I knew skirts should touch the
floor.  Then she pulled me to my feet, and draped me
over the back of the chair, with my butt facing the
spectators.  When she flipped the skirt over my back,
the cheeks of my ass were fully exposed.  Arlene
grabbed the thong waistband and snapped it.  "You
know better than to wear such scandalous underwear.
She stood me up, and spun me around to face the
audience, so that they could appreciate the delicate
lace panties, before she ripped them down my legs.
There was an audible gasp from the ladies when they
saw my puffy little vulva, with the thin crop of pubic
hair.

	Arlene turned me around again, and forced me
to lie over the back of the chair again.  She picked up
a bamboo cane and tested it on the palm of her hand.
She started whipping my ass until both cheeks and my
thighs were bright red, and I was sobbing like a baby.
When she made me stand up facing the ladies, she
stripped me of almost everything.  She left my socks,
shoes, and the tie around my neck.  She played with
my small little tits and finger fucked my pussy, to the
delight of the women.  She virtually picked me up and
sat my flaming butt down on the desk.

	Arlene reached under the collar of her head
gear and untied the habit.  With a little tugging the
garment opened up and she was able to pull the
material down her body.  Everyone was impressed
with her naked body underneath.  All she had on was
the cowl, sexy self-supporting laced top dark nylons
and her heels.  The women were thrilled by the sight
of her breasts.  They were perfectly shaped, and her
areolas were right on the front of them.  Her nipples
were as large as the first knuckle on my little fingers.
Her tummy was flat, waist was small, hips were wide,
and her trimmed pubic hair was heart shaped.  Her
labia were visible along with her engorged clitoris.
She stood there with her legs spread, while she
masturbated briefly.

	She climbed onto the desk and squatted over
my head.  She lowered her cunt down to my face.
She ground her pussy and asshole into my face, in
such a way that all of the guests could see what she
was doing.  She eventually removed her cowl, and
shook out her long hair.  Then she bent over and ate
my pussy, until I was moaning through a magnificent
cum.

	Arlene even produced a strap-on dildo that had
a dildo that went into her cunt and a second one
sticking out in front of her body, which she used to
fuck my pussy and ass until we were both sweating
profusely.

	When the show came to an end, we were allowed
to mingle among the ladies.  We were both kissed and
pawed by several women at the same time.  Our
hostess eventually took me by the hand, and led me to
her bedroom.

	As soon as we were in her bedroom she asked
me how old I really was.  Even though I had an ID
that proclaimed that I was nineteen.  I sheepishly
admitted that I was fourteen years old.  She gave me
a hug and the wettest kiss I had ever had.  She
assured me that she just loved getting to party with
sweet young things.

	The woman had a nice figure, but her pride and
joy was her DD sized breasts.  By the time I finished
sucking her tits, my face was covered with lipstick.
Her pussy was shaved clean.  I knelt before her and
ate her pussy until she came.  She was very
appreciative.  She was able to take all of one of my
breasts into her mouth.  She had to eat my pussy.  I
didn't resist when she turned me over, so that she
could tongue fuck my ass.  I was one sated young girl
by the time Arlene took us home.

	I had to bathe and change clothes before going
home.  That was the start of my college fund.  Arlene
and I became a popular sex act.  I had to get an ID
that gave my age as 19, just so Arlene could not get
charged with statutory rape.

	I don't know if it was all due to the attention to
my breasts, but I did develop nice big breasts.  I
even became a professional lesbian actress for porn
videos.  Nothing pleases me more that to find a young
girl like I had been to bring out.



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