Date: Mon, 13 Feb 2006 18:25:48 -0800
From: Jan ' <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Mother of Kste's Friend (lesbian / adult youth, f/F, f/f)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit
sexual acts between a girl and a woman and another girl.  If this
type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

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                        Mother of Kate's Friend
                                  By
                                 Jan


	High school sophomores develop friendships that border on
obsession.  Kate and Lizzie had been friends from the time they
were in grammar school.  They struggle with biology and algebra
together.  They were born and brought up in a small town called
Dracut, Massachusetts located just north of Boston and very close to
the New Hampshire border.

	Up until Kate's family moved to California she had lived on a
small farm on Marsh Hill Road.  She lived with her mother, Chloe,
and her golden retriever, Goldie.  Kate's mother's best friend was
named Debbie.  They had known each other for years.  In fact both
girls had been born in Lowell General Hospital within weeks of each
other.

	Kate and Lizzie bought clothes together so they would look
like sisters.  They were both brunettes and their hair was so long
they could almost sit on it.  They were within an inch of being the
same height.  Kate may have been the tallest at five-foot one.  Both
of them were late bloomers at 15-years old they were both still
buying B cup bras.  For girls that young lagging behind their
classmates in the breast department was a constant source trauma.

	One cold fall day Lizzie failed to come to school.  That left
Kate to wonder the halls alone so after school she headed directly to
Lizzie's home to find out what was wrong.

	Lizzie was home sick with a cold or something like that.  Kate
talked to her as long as she could but Lizzie went into a coughing jag
so Kate excused herself to allow Lizzie to rest after she filled her
water pitcher.  She retreated to the kitchen to talk to Lizzie's mother
Debbie.

	She had always found Debbie to be a pleasant woman to talk
to.  She treated her like an adult.  The woman never talked down to
her, so she felt at ease with her.  Debbie asked her to stay for lunch.
She was just about to take a bowl of chicken noodle soup to Lizzie.

	When she came back she made them breast of chick
sandwiches and a green salad with cold milk.  They chatted across
the kitchen table while they ate.  Debbie was a graduate of the
University of Massachusetts in Lowell.  Eventually the conversation
came around to boys and sex.  Kate admitted to kissing some boys
and allowing them to feel her breasts but she always stopped them
when they wanted to go farther.  She found them to be freighting as
a group so she didn't date much.

	As they bussed up the table and washed the dishes Debbie
seemed to be touching Kate a lot.  After they put the dishes away
Debbie led Kate into the family room and sat her on the sofa and
tucked one leg under the other as she sat next to Kate almost facing
her.  Debbie asked her if she had ever kissed another woman.  Kate
knew what she was asking but all she could admit to was kissing
her relatives and friends.

	Debbie chuckled at the naiveté of her response.  She placed
her hand around Kate's shoulder and placed her hand on the back of
Kate's head and turned her head to face her as she placed her lips
on Kate's mouth and kissed her.  Kate had only seen kisses like that
in movies.  It was long and passionate.  Debbie made no effort to
put her tongue into the mouth of the girl but she did everything
possible to take her breath away and succeeded.

	All Kate could manage was, "Wow!  No one has ever kissed
me like that."

	Kate had always admired Debbie.  She thought she was so
attractive.  Debbie had the figure of an athlete that had grown soft
with age.  Her bosom was full and soft.  Her waist had gained a few
inches and her hips were wider now but Kate always thought she
was beautiful, never more beautiful than at that moment.

	Debbie turned her body just enough so that she could
pressed Kate's body against the back of the sofa and placed her
right leg over Kate's thigh as she placed her right hand on the swell
of her budding breast.

	Kate could not believe what the mother of her best friend was
doing.  She had been told all of her life to never let anyone touch her
in such places and yet it felt so thrilling she did nothing to stop her.
Just the touch of Debbie's hand on her young breast was enough to
cause her heart to race.

	"If you promise to be very quiet I will show you what it is like
to be loved by another woman." She said.

	Kate said nothing but her eyes signaled her surrender.  When
Debbie started removing Kate's clothes Kate did nothing to stop her
either.  She had been dressed in her school clothes when she had
arrived.  Their school insisted on girls dress in skirts or dresses.  They
were not allowed to come to school in jeans.  Kate had chosen a
Swiss peasant dress.  It had a full skirt with a dark flowered print
and the bodice was black velvet that laced up the back.  The simple
white blouse covered her breasts but looked like they were spilling
out over the top of the corset.

	Debbie unlaces the corset and removed it.  The blouse came
over her head and the bra was quickly removed.  When Kate was
naked to the waist Debbie lavished kisses on her small breasts.
While she was sucking on one of Kate's nipples Debbie was
unfastening the skirt.  She had to lift Kate up enough to push the
dress, slip and panties down below her butt.  Then she let her sit
while she let go of the nipple long enough to push the clothes down
and free of her legs.

	When Kate was totally naked she set about rubbing her body
with her hands as she kissed every inch of the girl's torso.  Kate
could not believe what the woman was about to do.  The woman's
tongue made ringlets of her newly grown pubic hair.  The way
Debbie smelled her crotch you would think she was taking in the
aroma of a fine wine.

	Debbie knelt on the floor and draped Kate's legs over her
shoulders and buried her face in the warm folds of her labia while
using her tongue to stimulate Kate's little clit.  Kate was no stranger
to masturbation and orgasms but when she climaxed this time she
was left spent and exhausted.

	She was flooded with conflicting feelings.  Her emotions ran
from unbelievable and total guilt to the wicked thrill of desire to
make love to Debbie.  At that moment Kate would have done
anything Debbie asked.

	Debbie didn't say anything as she helped Kate get dressed
again.  She did however enjoy taking in the sight of the naked youth
and made note of every mark on her body.  There was a brown mole
on the inside of her right thigh and some scars on her knees where
the girl had obviously fallen and scrapped her knees as a child.

	When Kate was fully dressed she stood up and hugged
Debbie.  Debbie was a tall woman of 5' 8" and Kate was only 5' 1".
Debbie had to bend over a little to kiss her on the mouth.  After the
kiss Debbie cautioned Kate not to tell anyone what the two of them
had done, not even Lizzie.

	Kate didn't want their new relationship to end so she never
let on to Lizzie what her mother had taught her.  When ever Lizzie
was not around Debbie would invite Kate over.  Debbie slowly taught
Kate how to make love t her too.  The first time Kate put her head
between the woman's thighs was a thrilling experience for her.  She
could never describe to anyone what it was like to feel Debbie's
coarse pubic hair on her face.  Or the smell of her pussy and the
taste of the moist juice that she lapped from her cunt.

	It was strange what affect it had on Kate.  No one suspected
what she was doing with Lizzie's mother but she did start looking at
her classmates with an eye on what it would be like to have sex with
them.  The gym class was a fertile ground to see naked girls.

	One girl in her class must have noticed the way Kate was
ogling a very sexy girl named Carol.  As it turned out this girl was
sexually active herself.  She approached Kate after class while they
were heading down the hall and whispered in her ear, "Wouldn't you
just love to taste Carol's pussy?"

	Kate was embarrassed at having been identified as a lesbian
by Jackie.  She didn't know what to say.  The more she tried to deny
that she lusted after Carol the more she convinced the girl that she
was right about her.

	Jackie was about her height but she just looked out of place
in a dress.  If it were not for the school regulations she would have
been in jeans and T-shirts.  Any time Kate had seen her away from
school that was what she was dressed in.  On those occasions she
had on black lipstick too.  Her hair was greased and combed back.
She also smoked and her clothes smelled of stale tobacco.

	Jackie said in confidence, "Meet me after school by the
statue in the park.  We've got some things to discuss."

	Kate wrestled with her self the rest of the day about meeting
Jackie or not.  When Lizzie approached her after school to walk with
her to their homes Kate, on impulse, told her that she had an errand
to run for her mother and she would not be walking home with her.
Lizzie offered to help but Kate put her off and turned around and left
Lizzie to walk home by herself.

	She rushed fast enough to the park that she was short of
breathe when she approached Jackie.  Jackie smiled at her and
offered her a cigarette but Kate refused.  Jackie took one out of her
pack and lit it with a cheap lighter.  When she lifted her head and
blew smoke into the sky she said, "There is no one at my house.
Why don't you come home with me and let's find out what you really
know about pussy sex."

	Kate's heart leaped in her chest as she fell in along side of
her and they headed off in the direction of Jackie's home.  Sure
enough the house was empty and Jackie led her to her bedroom.  As
soon as they were inside Jackie complained about having to dress
like a fucking bitch and began removing her clothes.  She had black
hip hugger jeans on the bed and a black T-shirt ready on a chair
waiting to put on.  Kate watched as Jackie stripped down until she
was naked.

	Jackie had pale white skin.  There were no tan lines on her
body as if her flesh never saw the sun.  She had a tattoo on her torso
where it would be hidden by panties.  It was a little winged dragon
with breasts.  Kate had never noticed it before.

	Jackie saw what she was looking at and she approached her
as she sat on the bed.  She thrust her hip forward to allow Kate to
get a good look at it.  In doing so Kate also got not only a look at her
tattoo and pussy she actually could smell her cunt.  Debbie's had
always smelled of soap and perfume but Jackie's smell was almost
dirty by comparison.

	Jackie grabbed Kate by the back of her head and slammed
her face against her pussy. "Eat me you fucking fem bitch you."

	Kate sucked Jackie's pussy upon demand.  Jackie pushed
Kate back onto the bed and pulled her dress up and tore her panties
down.  Then she mounted Kate's head again.  While Kate lapped at
her pussy, Jackie set about masturbating Kate.  By the time Kate
climaxed she felt cheap because Jackie had made her suck her
nasty pussy and all she did in return was finger-fuck her to a climax.
She felt used and dirty.

	She vowed to avoid Jackie after that.  But within a week she
actually sought her out.  Jackie was hanging out near a liquor store
smoking a cigarette.  It was late and dark by the time Kate found
her.  Jackie simply pulled her into the dark ally.  It was filthy and it
smelled of urine.  Jackie opened her jeans and pulled them down to
her knees along with her panties.  She forced Kate to her knees and
made her suck her pussy.  Kate did so and felt the dirty pavement
grinding into her knees.

	Jackie snarled, "You have the tongue of a snake you cunt
sucking bitch you."  She whispered just before she climaxed.

	Kate swallowed all of the juice she could scoop out of her
gaping hole.  Her dignity destroyed, Kate hugged her new lover's
thighs and kissed her vulva.

	Then Jackie pulled her pants up and as she kissed Kate on
the mouth she reached under her dress and finger fucked her until
she climaxed.  Jackie made Kate suck her fingers clean.

	Jackie said, "You are going to be my very own pussy slut from
now on.  Aren't you my little cunt whore?"

	Kate said, "If that is what you want me to be I will."

	It was a bit of a scheduling problem but from that day on
until she and her mother moved to California Kate was having
glorious sex with Debbie or Jackie two or three times a week.  Being
the equal partner of one and the submissive slut of the other made
those some of the most fulfilling adventures of her life.



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