Date: Mon, 25 May 2009 09:49:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay699@yahoo.com>
Subject: Masayos Fist Love (lesbian\adult youth, g/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a girl
and a woman.  If this type of content offends you or
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                Masayo's first Love
                        By
                       Jan

	I was 10-years old and liked to play on the
swings in the park near my family's home.  We lived
near the bay in a small town near Nagoya, Japan.  I
was a horny little school girl.  I had found out that
if I rubbed my pussy against objects it made me feel
good.

	One afternoon I was standing near the fence
around the swings.  The entrance had a smooth steel
ball capping the pole.  It happened to be just the
right height for me to rub my pussy against the ball.
I had checked around and thought I was alone when
I started rubbing myself.

	When I was just getting into the feeling I was
startled by someone placing their hand on my
shoulder.  It was an older woman.  She told me I
should not be doing that in public.

	She led me away from the park.  I thought I
was in trouble.  I thought she was taking me to my
home to tell my mother what I had been doing.  I
had no idea who she was or how she knew who I was.

	We were heading in the direction of my
parents home but just a short distance from my
home she turned us down another street.

	That frightened me because I didn't know
where she was taking me.  There was no one on the
street as she led me by the arm just a short
distance to her home.  When we entered there was a
vestibule with a rounded stone floor, bench and
bamboo shoe rack.  She took off her black high
heeled pumps and placed them next to a row of
other pumps in a variety of colors.  There were also
tennis shoes, walking shoes and even some flip flops
and wooden gators.  I slipped my feet out of my
school loafers and placed them neatly on the floor
next to her rack.  She straightened up and opened
her sliding door and led me into her home.

	It was a flat that consisted of three rooms
and a bathroom.  There was a living room with an
attached dining room attached to a kitchen.  The
bedroom was next to the bathroom.  They called it a
3 LDK.  Normally a family lived in a place like this.

	She told me to have a seat.  I was still nervous
about what she was going to do.  She asked me my
name and told me her name was Yukie.

	I told her that my name was Masayo, nervously.
I expected her to lecture me about playing with
myself and that was not nice.  I did not expect what
she asked me.

	Yukie said, "I bet that it felt good the way you
were rubbing yourself on that fence post."

	I could not respond to her statement.  I was
shocked and blushing too much.

	She told me, "I was the same way when I was
your age.  I met an older woman and she taught me
all about having fun.  Would you like me to teach you
all of the things she taught me?"

	I was ashamed that a stranger had caught me
playing with myself.  I was not processing everything
she was saying.  All I heard was a woman taught her
about sex.  I was still thinking she was going to tell
my parents.

	She asked me if I would like her to teach me
about sex again.  I agreed thinking if I didn't do
what she wanted she would get me in trouble.  She
led me into her bedroom.  It was a large double bed.
That was not common in Japanese homes.  Most
homes had rice mats on the floors with bedding on
the floor so the bedding could be rolled up and
stowed away during the day to maximize living space.
It was not common to see mattresses on frames
elevating the bed, because that limited the room to
only one use.

	She had me sit on the side of the bed with her
before.  She started kissing me.  I had on my school
uniform.  The uniform consisted of white knee socks,
black flats, (which I had left in the vestibule) Navy
blue skirt well above my knees, white Navy jumper
with a dark blue bib collar on back with two white
stripes.  The short sleeves had three dark blue
strips around them.  There was a black rolled scarf
under the collar that passed through a tab on the
front of the jumper.  My hair was cropped short
with a slight curl on both cheeks.

	Yukie was dressed in a white business suit.  She
had opened the front of the jacket to expose her
black bra.  I found that very exciting.  She had on
dark nylons (her black high heeled pumps were
outside with her other shoes).  When her white skirt
crept up to her lap I got a glimpse of black panties
too.  She had hair that was tinted a little reddish,
that hung down over the front of both shoulders
almost to her breasts.

	Yukie placed her hand on the inside of my thigh
and moved her hand up my leg until her fingers
reached the leg of my panties.  She started rubbing
me down there.  It was even more thrilling than when
I rubbed myself.

	She eventually pulled me up onto the bed
further.  She reached under my skirt and pulled my
panties down, and tossed them aside.  She flipped my
skirt up so that she could see my pussy.  I felt so
naked with my clothes on and nothing covering me
below the waist.  She used the tips of her fingers to
rub me gently at first but as my moaning grew
louder she rubbed more vigorously.  She eventually
turned her hand face up and stuck her middle finger
into my pussy.  She finger fucked me after she
broke my hymen.  There was only a stabbing pain
when her finger penetrated me.  After her finger
was in me all I felt was her thumb banging against
my clit.  I was having feelings that were more
intense than anything I had ever felt before.  I
loved it.

	I don't know how long she did that to me, but
eventually she sat up.  She asked me if I minded if
she made herself more comfortable.  I whispered no,
breathlessly.  She removed her suit.  She kept on
her black bra, panties and nylons.

	The only woman I had ever seen naked before
was my mother.  This woman was obviously older
than my mother.  What can I say?  She had a nice
figure but with age her skin was starting to lose its
elasticity and her hips was wider.  She had nicely
shaped breasts that were starting to sag a little.

	She asked me, "Can I kiss you down there?"

	I shook my head to indicate yes, because I
could not bring myself to say the word.

	She leaned over and lifted my leg up and placed
it over her shoulder before she moved her face right
against my little hairless pussy.  I had never
dreamed that anyone would do anything like that.
When she licked my pussy I almost peed.  I had
never felt anything remotely as exciting.  I was
squirming around like ants were crawling all over my
crotch.  There came a moment when it felt I
couldn't breathe and my body started quivering
uncontrollably.  When the quivering subsided, I felt
like every muscle had relaxed and my limbs were too
heavy to lift, even if that was not true.

	When I recovered I had a hundred questions to
ask, because I wanted to know everything about her.
She told me that she was 40-years old.  She told me
she had been my age when a neighbor lady had
taught her the same things she was teaching me.
The more she told me about herself the more
excited I was getting.  She told me about all a lot of
other women she had over the years.  The last one
she told me about was about the woman she had
been living with.  She added that she was living alone
now, because her girlfriend had decided to leave her.
That was hard for her to admit.  I felt her pain.  I
wanted to hug her and make her feel better.

	When I started hugging her I felt the lace
material of her black bra against my cheek.  I had
an uncontrollable urge to see what her breasts
looked like.  When I tried to push her bra over the
top of her tits, she leaned forward and reached
behind her back and unhooked her bra.  She moved
her shoulders forward, so that her shoulder straps
went slack and fell down to her elbows.  Her breasts
were average sized for a Japanese woman, but did
look large to me.  It is hard to tell a westerner what
a Japanese woman's breasts look like.  Our skin has
an even color that does not change because we don't
worship the sun.  We actually work hard to limit our
exposure to the sun.  The areolas are normally a
little smaller than Caucasian women and can vary in
color from brown to almost pink.  Yukie's nipples
were almost pink.  I placed my mouth on her left
nipple and started sucking on it while feeling the
other tit.  She cradled my body like a baby.

	There came a time when she was the one to
take charge.  When she had enough of me sucking on
her tits, she hiked up her skirt and lifted her butt
enough to pull her panties down to her knees, then
sat down, and pulled her legs out in front of her.
She pulled her panties free of her feet.  I marveled
at what a small little ball her panties made.  My
attention was drawn back to her pussy.

	Like most Japanese women her pubic hair was
black and straight.  There was no need to shave
excess hair because there was a natural limit to the
area that hair grew on her crotch.  There were a
few stray hairs growing around her asshole that I
could see.  Her labia were large and dangling well
beyond her pussy crack.  Her labia were a dark
smoky color along with the ring around her asshole.
She used the fingers on her right hand to rub her
pussy, while she made moaning sounds.  I was
fascinated by the sight of her pussy.

	I reach down and placed my hand on the hairy
bulge above her cunt.  Yukie took hold of my hand
and placed my fingers deep in her pussy.  I started
finger fucking her, the same way she had finger
fucked me.

	When she laced her fingers through my school
girl hair cut and pulled my head down towards her
pussy I was not sure I could do to her, what she had
done to me.  When I was close enough to smell her
natural pussy odor, I was torn between wanting to
pull away and wanting to find out what she would
taste like.  My decision was made for me by Yukie.

	She pulled me head down against her pussy.  I
felt her coarse pubic hair.  Her pussy was very wet.
I started sucking on her labia and licking her clit.
She told me to stick my tongue into her pussy.
When I suck my tongue in her, I felt her grip my
tongue with the walls of her pussy.  She laid back on
the bed as I continued sucking on her.  She pulled
my body around so that my pussy was over her head.
She could suck my pussy again.  Everything I felt
her do, I tried to do the same to her.  Eventually she
actually squirted cum into my mouth.  It took me
longer to cum.  When I did she turned me around so
that we were lying next to each other.  She
positioned her head over my head.

	I was looking up at her face and studying every
hair on her eyebrows.  She had shaped them and
removed every hair from the eyebrow bone on the
sides of her head.  Then she drew in her eyebrows
that flattered the shape of her face.  She kissed me
on the mouth lightly.

	When she started kissing me I could not taste
my pussy in her mouth but my nose was pressed
against her cheek, and I could smell my pussy juice
on her cheek.  When she stuck out her tongue out
and licked my lips I could not resist sticking out my
own tongue too.  We touched the tips before Yukie
stuck her tongue into my mouth.  I could not believe
how thrilling it felt to be kissed by her.  She was
also using her right hand to rub my pussy while she
kissed me.  I actually had another climax that left
me breathless.  My eyes went blurry for a short
time.  When they cleared I glanced at her clock.  I
saw the time and became concerned about the time.

	I told her that I had better get home because
I had to be home before 6:30.  Yukie helped me get
dressed and cleaned up my face.  She walked me to
the door and kissed me one more time after I
slipped my feet into my shoes.  I managed to get
home before my mother got home from her job.

	The following week was filled with a lot of
confusion.  I was masturbating even more than ever.
The following Sunday I had to visit Yukie again.  I
was at her front door early in the morning.  It felt
strange approaching her home.  It felt like every
little old woman I passed was looking at me
suspiciously.

	I feared Yukie would not be home.  I knocked
on her door softly.  My heart was pounding in my
chest so hard that I thought I could hear my own
heart pounding.  It seemed like an eternity standing
there shifting my weight from one foot to the
other.  I was just about to give up and go home when
I heard footsteps approaching.

	When Yukie opened the door her face lit up.
That made me very happy.  I entered her home and
kicked off my shoes before entering her home.  We
had all day to renew our relationship.  There was no
question about my willingness to take off my clothes
this time.  We kissed for a long time while we felt
each other's bodies.  Yukie had on a silk kimono that
was so thin I could feel every little bulge on her
body.  Her perfume and body odor was enough to
make my mouth water.  I opened her kimono and
knelt before her.  I wrapped my arms around her
hips as I stuck my face between her legs.  Yukie
stroked my hair while pulling my head against her
pussy.  I worked so hard wiggling my tongue in her
pussy that I actually cut the ligament under my
tongue on my own teeth.

	When Yukie climaxed she practically smothered
me with her pussy.  When she recovered she pulled
me to my feet and kissed my pussy juice covered
face.  She led me to her bedroom where we spent
the day reliving that first encounter.  I sucked her
breasts until they were raw and sucked her pussy so
many times that I thought I was going to rub her
pubic hair off with my tongue.  I knew I was going to
return every chance I got.  I had to figure out some
way to be able to visit her without making my
parents suspicious.

	There were times we planned trips to places
like Tokyo or Toyama for a weekend together.  We
could check in as mother and daughter without
drawing unwanted attention.  The problem was
finding ways for me to get away without making my
parents suspicious.  I had to introduce Yukie to my
mother.  Yukie had to befriend my mother.  She got
on her good graces until mom felt comfortable
allowing her to escort me on trips with her.

	I was in love with Yukie and would do anything
she wanted.  I became addicted to oral sex with
women.  As I grew older I learned how to appreciate
the sweet innocence of girls the age I had been
when Yukie first kissed my pussy.



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