Date: Tue, 6 Feb 2007 13:14:18 +1100 (EST)
From: madeline morrison <mdlnmrrsn@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: The Minister's Wife part 7

This story is part of the Minister's Wife series being
part 7.
It's a story concerned with lesbian sex between two women
and two girls in a younger age group. If you are not into
stories of this kind then it would be proper for you to
leave now.

The Minister's Wife part 7

The author is again Madeline Morrison who's e-mail
address is  mdlnmrrsn@yahoo.com.au and I'll be happy to
answer any of your questions and also look forward to
your advice on what to include in my next story.

Imagine, if you can, four women lay around on the floor
absolutely naked except for the odd bit of jewellery. The
women range in age from sixteen, that's Katerina, to
about thirty-four, that's Helen the minister's wife.
Whilst I'm sixteen too, I'm just a couple of months older
than Katerina and that age difference is sufficient to
put us in different classes at school.  I don't really
know how old Kerry is but she's a really hot looking
woman of perhaps twenty-seven of twenty-eight.

My woman is Helen, such a wonderful woman to love in the
sexual sense, her figure is perhaps just a little fuller
than I would normally have liked. But, she's just so
responsive to my sexual advances that I couldn't be so
petty as to tell her that she needed to lose weight.

Kerry is different in shape but when it comes to sex and
her responses I'm more inclined to think that she would
prefer to be the dominant person rather than the
submissive one like Helen. Kerry is quite slender without
the full breasts that Helen has but I have been with her,
as you will know from previous stories. She's typically,
to my mind, suited to looking after Katerina who's a hot
little piece and whilst she also likes to dominate I
don't think it's beyond Kerry to whip her into shape and
persuade her to be submissive.

So, now that's organised we have two couples who can move
on together as lovers, always remembering that I do tend
to be somewhat more aggressive and there will be times
when, like last night, I will take advantage of all three
of them at different times.

Being the first to wake I woke Helen first with our usual
kiss or at least my usual kiss. She wanted the kiss to
linger but we had to wake the others too and I,
personally, was anxious to see whether Kerry showed her
dominance over Katerina by kissing her as her lover and
then sending her off to make tea as I intended to do with
Helen.

Lovely, two submissive women, or a woman and a girl,
going off to the kitchen to make tea to be served to
Kerry and I where we lay on the floor but for a little
thrill I kissed Kerry in my usual fashion, that's with my
tongue in her mouth and my hand on her breast.  I wanted
Katerina and Helen to see this so I could judge their
reaction.

I could see that Helen was not very pleased but Katerina
just smiled, I suppose she was thinking that she'd come
into Kerry's shop one Saturday morning when I was working
and try her hand with both of us. I'd certainly help her
out with Kerry by minding the shop whilst they had their
fun but I suspect that it wouldn't end there. I guessed
she'd try to have her way with me but she'd get a short
sharp reminder that I take the lead and not her. She'd
had her fun at the school camp but I thought I'd made it
clear to her that the situation had changed now. If we
got together it would be I that made love to her and not
the other way around and if there were any opposition to
my plan I'd have to give her a little smack to remind her
of the position.

Both of these women had seen the results of me giving
Helen a smack. They'd seen her pretty little arse turn
pink after the smack, it certainly hadn't hurt her it was
more the embarrassment of being smacked in front of other
people and having them see the results as she glowed.

But, perhaps that's in the future and not now. We all
know our place for the time being. After we'd drunk our
tea it was time to get these women home, Katerina and
Kerry wouldn't be a problem in that Kerry could take
Katerina home and probably have a little fun on the way.
However, it might not be so easy with Helen, Martin would
have finished his parochial duties by now and he'd
probably want to know where Helen had been all evening.
In some ways it would be nice to tell him to mind his own
business but that might lead to him throwing Helen out
and although I liked her an awful lot I didn't want her
living with me. OK, the odd night was not too bad but
there may be other nights when, perhaps, I'd persuaded
one of the other girls to stay with me and that could
cause a bit of a problem.

So now it was important to get them all out of my little
apartment so I could retire to my bed in peace. Helen was
reluctant to go but I "shooed" her out of the place along
with Kerry and Katerina. All three of them planted kisses
on my lips and whilst it was very nice I still got rid of
them all. Katerina gave me a wink almost as if saying she
was going to have both of them on the way but at that
stage I really didn't care, I just wanted to collapse on
my little bed and sleep the night without disturbance.

I was sound asleep but unfortunately I'd forgotten to
switch my mobile phone off so when it rang about an hour
later I was not very pleased with myself. It was
Katerina, she and Kerry had pulled to the side of the
road and were having a little session. I could hear Kerry
licking and sucking at Katerina's pussy, the sucking
noise was very nice although with the state I was in I
didn't want to hear all of this. Katerina was trying to
persuade me to let them come back to my place for a
threesome. I told her in no uncertain terms, which
included some rather forceful language, that it wasn't
going to happen and I was going to go back to sleep. With
that I switched off the mobile and threw it on the table.
It must have only been a few seconds before I was in
dreamland again.

It seemed to be no time at all before one of the girls
resident in the hostel called me down. The fixed line
phone had rung and I was being called down to answer it.
Damn, it was Helen wondering when she was going to see me
and as much as liked sex and particularly having it with
her, I wasn't in any mood to take care of anybody's needs
today. I told her that I would see her at school on
Monday and I hung up. There's a scribbling pad hung at
the side of the phone and I wrote that I didn't want to
be disturbed that day.

Fortunately I had a nice peaceful morning with lots of
schoolwork getting done and then I had time to read a bit
of a novel that I was part way through. Feeling so much
more relaxed I decided to go for a run for an hour or so.
I slipped into a pair of shorts and cotton shirt and set
off on my usual route. I got a few whistles as I ran,
mostly from boys because they could see my tits bouncing,
but the odd one or two from girls. I think they must have
been impressed with my arse because my shorts were quite
tight and revealing. I felt quite relaxed as I ran and
when I neared the hostel I decided to walk the last few
hundred metres to let my breathing slow down.

By the time I reached the hostel my heart rate was back
to normal and so was my breathing. As you can imagine I
was bathed in sweat and the thoughts of a nice warm
shower gave me very pleasant thoughts, perhaps I could
have a little play with myself whilst I showered.

I picked up a towel and toilet bag from my room together
with some clean underwear and strolled to the showers.
I'd dropped all my sweaty clothes in my room so I was
totally naked now but those of you who know me know that
I'm not particularly shy so being nude was no concern to
me. It was unfortunate that the manager of the building
saw me strolling along the corridor naked and made some
comment about girls who attend church schools not having
any morals. I just gave her my best smile, turned around
and showed her my arse, if that didn't shut her up,
nothing would.

The shower was brilliant, lovely warm water streaming
over me from my head right down to my feet. Don't know
how long I stood there but I had my fingers firmly
planted in my pussy just slowly moving them in and out
and then side-to-side and then circling them inside me.
All the time I was trying to think who I would like to
have been with at that time, first it was Helen, then
Kerry then Katerina but my mind always returns to my
first conquest and when she came into my mind I
masturbated as quickly as I could. Didn't take too long
before I was gasping for breath and trembling with
passion. My orgasm was wonderful and I just stood there
for fully five minutes thinking about her and feeling
little dribbles of cum running down my legs. I didn't
dress, I just wandered back to my room naked and throwing
myself on the bed I masturbated all over again thinking
about the same woman.

I woke perhaps an hour later still damp from the shower
but after the second time I had to go and wash myself
again. I had to get rid of the "cum" that had congregated
round my pussy and that which had run down to my anus.
Walking down the corridor the "cum" that hadn't escaped
from my pussy before now started to run down my legs.
Good job nobody saw me in that condition.

Steeling myself I imposed some discipline on myself this
time so as not to let myself be distracted by the tingle
in my pussy. I congratulated myself because I made it
back to the room without further incident.

I contemplated some more study but I was no longer in the
mood so I went for a walk around the Botanic Gardens. Not
a real big garden but quite a nice one for a small town
like this and I spent an hour or so wandering round
admiring the shrubs and flowers. I've always found that
wandering around a peaceful place like this helps to wash
the tension away. Sometimes in a small town it's
difficult to get anywhere without meeting someone you
know and that someone was Helen and her husband Martin. I
thought for a minute that Helen was going to change
direction and walk away from me but apparently her
husband had seen something that he wanted to see so they
were headed this way.

I called out to her and she had no alternative but to
answer me and introduce me to her husband. He's quite a
nice man, not too tall and quite slim. She was so
embarrassed introducing us that I had to smile to myself,
I wondered if he could possibly guess that I was fucking
his wife several times a week and I'd done it only last
night. He was quite formal "how do you do Madeline"? I
answered equally as politely that I was very well. I
could see that Helen was anxious to get away but I didn't
let her go until I'd kissed her. Her embarrassment was
lovely to see and if Martin couldn't see it he had
absolutely no imagination at all. As they walked on I
waited for her to turn around so I could blow her a kiss,
she didn't disappoint me, she turned and waved a silly
little girl wave in answer to my wave and blown kiss.

Having seen her with her husband had brought on a little
pang of jealousy, was I falling in love with this woman?
No, I still had the hots for my very first girl friend
and if she called I'd drop everybody for her, but she
hadn't called and apparently neither would she.

After my turn around the gardens I turned to the little
caf‚ at the gate for a cup of coffee or tea or anything
else that took my fancy. Helen and Martin were there and
he invited me to sit with them. She wasn't very keen on
the idea but I took a seat and bent forward to fasten my
shoelace giving both of them a little peek at my breasts.
Helen showed all the traits of having her eyes pop out
and Martin gave a guilty little look as he tried
desperately to look anywhere else but at my breasts.

Martin bought me a cup of coffee too and after the
waitress had left the table I gave him a nice smile and
another look at my breasts. By this time Helen was about
ready to blow her boiler but before she did I took my
leave and wandered off back to the hostel.

I hadn't been gone more than about half an hour when the
mobile rang and when I looked at the screen I could see
that it was Helen's number. To say she was angry was an
enormous understatement. She accused me of being a
"fucking bitch" for trying to pick up her husband but
that only made me laugh, the thoughts of a lesbian trying
to pick up a man is ridiculous, there would be no way I'd
want to have sex with a man. I'd been trying to get her
wound up of course and this was the result. The
conversation continued in this vein for a minute or two
before she calmed down and apologised to me for being an
"arsehole". Her words not mine.

Can I see you tonight she'd asked and without thinking
I'd said yes, I wanted to fuck her and let her know that
I wasn't pleased about her behaviour this afternoon. I
was really looking forward to her apologising and telling
me she wouldn't do it again.
On her way over she'd called at the fish and chip shop
and we had a nice dinner out of the paper she'd bought it
in, really very nice and whilst I had the fish taste and
the salt and vinegar on my mouth I'd kissed her midway
through a mouthful of fish. That made her splutter and
when I withdrew I thought she was going to spit it all
over the place but she managed to control herself much to
my delight. I rather liked that idea of kissing her like
that. Perhaps I should have kissed her pussy instead and
transferred the taste of real fish down to her pussy
where, so other people tell me it smells like fish.

After we'd disposed of the wrapping paper and washed our
hands I led her to the bedroom and I really kissed her.
This was now serious stuff and not just as a practice. My
tongue was reaching as deeply into her mouth as I could.
The taste of the fish and chips, the salt and vinegar
were all there but I didn't let it put me off. I was now
aroused and the thought of taking her and making her bend
to my desires was firmly in my mind, I wanted sex and it
didn't really matter who provided it as long as I got it.
Her breasts were heaving with excitement as I continued
my onslaught on her mouth and my hand was fully occupied
in grasping at her breast. The breast felt wonderful in
my hand and I could feel the nipple expanding as her
breathing quickened in response to my kisses and groping.

In this state of arousal I didn't exhibit too much
nicety, I needed quick satisfaction and if that didn't
please her then all I could say was "tough luck". I was
going all out for what I wanted and as my arousal
increased I was not as nice as I might have been. I
rolled her on her front and kneeling over her I lifted
her by her waist onto her knees. My next step was to push
her head down on the pillow and in that way I had her
bottom nicely exposed in the air. My fingers assaulted
her pussy feeling for her juices so that I could wet my
fingers and then, when I'd got her prepared, to attack
her anus.

She was moaning about me being a bit rough but it didn't
stop my assault other than I slid my fingers slowly into
her anus and when she winced I grinned to myself. If this
woman wanted to throw herself at me then I was the right
girl to enjoy her stupidity. However, I know I can be
nasty but entering her anus had calmed me a little and my
motion in and out of her had slowed to almost a
standstill. The benefit of that was that she started to
move with me and as I slowly slid my finger in her she
moved in the opposite direction ensuring that at it's
maximum extension my finger was in her right up to my
knuckles and not quite escaping from her anus as she
withdrew. Eventually I stopped moving my finger
altogether so that she was now satisfying herself as she
rocked back and forward on to it.

Her face was flushed a lovely pink colour and it was
giving me great satisfaction knowing that she was
virtually at her limit and within seconds she'd cover my
other fingers in her "cum" and then I'd jam my finger in
her bottom as hard as I could just to make sure that all
her juices had flowed out of her. I didn't try to stop
her as she collapsed onto the bed pulling me with her.
Rolling onto her side she took me in her arms and told me
how jealous she'd been when Martin had been looking at my
tits.

I'm not interested in men my ambition is to be have a
girl like Helen who is silly enough to let me have almost
as much sex as I wanted. But there may be a subtle change
in me that may have something to do with the fact that
I'm getting older. I'm changing in so far as I'm not only
looking for my own satisfaction but also for my partners
too. Does this make me a nicer girl or a nicer person?

Now, you can see that I'd need to make sure that Helen
was satisfied and that would require some more work on
her. With that decision having been made I pulled the two
pillows down to her backside and rolled her onto them.
Spreading her legs as wide as I could and settling her on
the pillows I made to move down to her pussy but
something seemed to be worrying her. She didn't want me
to capitulate to her by laying my mouth on her pussy but
I explained that I owed her something more than just
enjoying myself and I really had a need to consider her
needs. With that she pulled me down to her pussy and
opened her legs just as wide as she could so that she
almost looked like a dancer doing the splits, her pussy
was exposed like never before.

As much as this was a change in direction for me in
trying to make sure that my partner was enjoying herself
I was finding that the satisfaction in making her squirm
was having an effect on me. So I was making more effort.
I didn't want to lose my mastery over her altogether but
there's something about pleasing her that is satisfying
in itself. I was now deep in her pussy with my tongue and
my fingers had found their way there too. They'd been put
there for the sole purpose of moistening them before I re-
inserted them in her anus. My tongue had been withdrawn
from the depth that it was at previously and now was
moving over her pussy lips as softly as I could. It
seemed to be what she wanted because she continually
spoke my name imploring me to tease her so as I inserted
my fingers in her she held them so they didn't go too
deep and she wanted to control the speed with which they
penetrated her.

My fingers were now sufficiently wet to enter her anus
and she helped me to find the way slipping one in and
then two and then three. Three seemed to be sufficient
for now but maybe she'd want more later. My immediate
action was to continually stroke my tongue across her
pussy lips. With each pass to the left it opened her left
lip and as I reversed my travel it let the left one close
to it's normal position and move the right one to the
right. Whilst this was satisfying her for the time being
the time came when she became demanding and pulling my
head quite firmly she pushed me deeper into her pussy. I
was licking and sucking as hard as I could but when she
reached down for my chin and forced my head higher I knew
that she wanted me on her clit.

Yes darling, that's where I want to be I thought, I ran
my tongue along this beautiful little thing that was
protruding from its hood and when I reached the top I
enclosed it totally within my mouth sucking and rubbing
my tongue along it as hard as I could. My cheeks were
beginning to ache with the effort of sucking her when
without any warning her `cum" ejected from her pussy and
soaked my face. She pushed me away other wise I would
have continued to torment her but apparently she'd had
enough, at least for the time being.

Her hips were still rising although the height was not as
before and the strength of the orgasm had faded somewhat.
Eventually she dropped to the pillows where she'd had her
bottom and reaching underneath herself she'd dragged the
pillows out and dropped like a stone to the mattress. I
did go back down there for her and she let me have a few
minutes of pleasure for myself as I drank the remaining
"cum" from her pussy swallowing it in gulps.

After a little while both of us got off the bed and as I
went to put the kettle on for the magic cup of tea she'd
said "oh darling, do you know how to fuck, where on earth
did you learn how to do it"? I wasn't going to reveal
that I'd had a lover before who was about the same age as
she is and while she hadn't taught me anything loving her
had come easy, everything had just come naturally to me.

I made the tea and gave her a cup as she sat on the edge
of the bed saying that I'd deliberately come to talk to
her when she was with Martin to see what would happen.
When they'd got home he kept asking her about me saying
that he liked what he'd seen in the gardens by that I
presume he liked my tits because I hadn't shown him
anything else.

I tried to calm her down telling her that I had no
interest in Martin and that she was the woman for me. I
took her cup off her and kneeling I front of her I kissed
her breasts and then her belly and finally I opened her
legs and kissed her pussy again. It was still damp from
the last time I'd made her `cum' and I imagined that with
just a little persuasion she'd "cum" again. I was very
gentle with her trying to show her that I'd changed and
now I was a more considerate girl. I gave her a little
orgasm and let her see her `cum" on the end of my tongue
telling her to lean forward and suck it off me. She did,
and I think she was grateful that I'd changed my tack
with her and perhaps she could look forward to something
like a `courtship". Don't know that I could go that far
but I would really try to be a nicer girl for her.

As she started to dress ready to go home to the manse I
held her tight to make her feel more secure with me. I
took her panties from her and knelt in front of her
letting her lift each foot inturn as I slid her panties
up to her bottom. I spent a little time there making sure
they were settled nicely on her buttocks and then I stood
and helped
her with her bra. We slid her breasts in the cups and I
let her hold each one as I settled it in the up in
preparation for fastening the clip. In reality I didn't
want to go any further, I would have been quite content
for her to stay here in her undies as she was just at
that moment but that would have only led to us going back
to the bed.

I knelt again to lift her skirt up her legs to her bottom
and again I spent some time in snuggling it down making
sure it was smooth. When she said that she had to put her
stockings on I took them from her and deliberately
walking across my room to the clothes dresser I dropped
them in my drawer. But, I took out a pair of mine and let
her see that I had every intention of putting them on her
even though they weren't clean. They weren't dirty in the
traditional sense of the word they were just perhaps pee
stained where I'd had them on before. I enjoyed lifting
her skirt again so she could put them on and I lent her a
garter belt to go with them.

I had to let her go now because I was starting to
salivate at the sights that I'd just seen and it was
getting late. I'd have to send her home before Martin was
on his mobile trying to find out where she'd been all
evening. If it hadn't been for that I would have kept her
for the night, I fancied the idea of having someone to
hold. But I escorted her to the door and despite the fact
that there may have been other people around we shared a
lovers kiss, it was very nice to feel her respond to me
and her tongue wrestled with mine inside my mouth.
Goodnight darling she'd said and I'd given her another
kiss before following her out to her car where we kissed
again.

I let her go this time but one evening or night I
wouldn't let her go, I'd keep her here for the full night
so she could feel the tenderness in me now that I'd
changed. But life is long and I'm only young so there
could be lots of very nice things in store for me in the
future.