Date: Mon, 9 Jan 2017 02:03:02 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Daughters Girlfriends (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, F/f )

Adult Youth, oral, anal, F/f

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

Copyright 2017 Jan, All rights reserved

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            My Daughter's Girlfriends

                      By
                     Jan

      I'm the mother of a nice teenage daughter, and
we come from a typical middle class neighborhood
from the Phoenix Arizona area.  For anyone visiting
the area discovers why it is named after a bird
emerging from a fire.  Air conditioners run day and
night.  The weather makes it necessary for the
citizens to dress casually.

      I was a single parent because of a contentious
divorce.  Luckily I had inherited a substantial
endowment that allowed us to live reasonably
comfortably, without having to rely on my sex's
contribution.  Besides I didn't want any contact with
him or his new teenaged wife.

      My daughter was named Prudence, and I had been
named Dorothy.  I noticed that among my daughters
close friends there were some that seemed to be
more worldly than my daughter.

      One afternoon while Prudence was at the mall,
with a couple of her girlfriends, one of her other
girlfriends, named Carol, dropped by looking for her.
In her absence she hung around talking to me while I
was cleaning the house.  I politely listened to her
gossiping about a number of things one statement got
my attention.  She confided to me that Kathy, one of
their friends, was probably a lesbian.

      I asked, "What makes you think that Kathy is a
lesbian?

      "When I was visiting her I happened to pick up
her I-Pod and it was open, so I checked her mail
history expecting to read messages exchanged
between her and our friends, but the history was
exchange between an unknown female, and the
exchange was filled with references to things they
would like to do to each other."

      I passed of the revelation as probably innocent
chatter between friends, and changed the subject.
But I found the idea very interesting.

      Whenever the girls were I studied Kathy
carefully.  She was possibly the best looking girl in
the group.  She dressed like the rest of them, but
her body was more mature than the rest of them.  I
noticed that she seemed to pay a lot of attention to
the other girls and was a very touchy and feely girl.

      I started dreaming about her.  I envisioned what
it would be like to have sex with her.  I had never
seen her completely naked, but it didn't take much
imagination to fill in the unknown.  I would
masturbate during the night and smell my fingers and
imagine that it was her smell.  I was reluctant to find
out if she was a lesbian though.

      One afternoon when Prudence was visiting a
friend Kathy dropped by.  She was disappointed to
find out that Prudence wasn't home.  I quickly
suggested, "You might like to go swimming in our pool
though."

      She accepted my offer quickly.  I escorted her
through the family room sliding glass door to the
back yard.  You don't have to heat pools in Phoenix,
the sun does a good job of that.  The fence around
the pack yard insures a measure of privacy.  Kathy
removed her light blouse and short skirt.  She was
wearing a two piece bathing suit underneath.  I
watched her playing in the pool long enough to see
how much of her breasts showed through the
material of her top.  I could see the imprint of her
nipples and the size or her areolas by the darker
shadow.  The crotch of the bottoms must have had
been double layered because nothing showed through.
Watching her was making me horny, so I went back
into the house.

      It was close to noon so I prepared lunch for the
two of us and made sure that I had a full pitcher of
sweet Ice tea.  By the time I had everything ready
Kathy was laying on a towel on the deck, so I carried
a tray out to the table under the pergola.

      Kathy jumped up and joined me.  We sat next to
each other at the glass topped table to eat.  She was
obviously hungry judging by the way she consumed
the sandwiches.  I struggled with a way to bring up
the subject of her sexual orientation, but it was
Kathy that brought up the subject.

      "Mrs. Henderson I was wondering if you have
been dating anyone after your separation from your
ex-husband?"

      "Kathy, I don't feel like getting involved with any
males for the time being!  What about yourself?"

      Kathy blushed sheepishly, "I don't have any
boyfriends either."

      I couldn't come out and tell her what one of her
friends had told me about her suspicions.  "You are a
very attractive young lady.  I'm sure that young men
are constantly asking you out."

      Kathy gave me a look that was pure indecision.
She was very reluctant to say anything.  Finally she
lowered her head and said, "I don't have any use for
boys."

      I almost wet my panties, because she was almost
confessing that she was a lesbian.  "What do you do
when you get horny?"  I suspected that she would lie
about it.

      She looked me in the eye, "I have to admit that I
masturbate a lot!  Can I ask you what you do?"

      I smiled, "I masturbate too.  Have you ever
thought about doing anything else?"

      She lowered her eyes and paused before
answering, "I have flirted with someone on the
internet several times but have never actually met
her."

      "What is she like?"

      "She looks to be about my mother and your age.
She looks like she is built like you and mother too."

      "What do the two of you talk about?"

      Kathy was reluctant to answer the question.  "We
talk about ways to make love to each other."  With
that she started crying.

      I wrapped my left arm around her shoulders and
pulled her close to me.  She rested her head on my
left tit.  Her tears made the front of my simple
cotton dress sopping wet.  She tried to pull her head
way and apologize, but I pulled her head back against
my breast and assured her that it was no problem.
My nipples got painfully hard.

      Kathy looked up at me as she pleaded, "Mrs.
Henderson, please forgive me!"  With that she placed
her mouth over my nipple and sucked on it through my
thin dress and bra.

      In response I kissed her forehead and stroked
her silky auburn hair with my right hand.  After a few
strokes I let my hand slide down her shoulder and
stroked her upper arm.  I suddenly had a strong
desire to have her suck on my tits.  I pulled the front
of my dress down and stuffed my hand inside my bra
and pulled out my tits one at a time.

      As soon as Kathy saw my tits she grabbed the
left tit and started sucking on it hard.  She took hold
of the right tit with her left hand, and sucked so
hard that it started to hurt me.  I had to tell her to
slow down we have all day.

      I stroked the hack of her head with my left hand
and placed my right hand on her left tit.  I gently
squeezed it in time with her sucking motion on my
nipple.  I played with her budding breast for a while
before sliding my hand down her body all the way
down to bottom of her dress that was resting at mid-
thigh.  As soon as I had my hand on her bare flesh I
started working my hand back up the inside of her
thigh.  When I reached her warm moist panties I
stroked it a little before I pulled them aside to get
access to her little clamshell of a pussy.  Her pubic
hair was as fine as the hair on a newborn's head. I
toyed with her little clit with my index finger until
she was squirming around on the couch and moaning
while continuing to nurse on my tit.  I sought out her
vagina and inserted my finger deep enough to
discover that she was still a virgin.

      I was reluctant to take her virginity at that time,
so I withdrew my hand and brought my hand to my
face.  I smelled my fingers and tasted the slimy
residue on the fingers.

      Kathy let out a plaintiff moan and took hold of my
wrist and tried to pull my hand back town to her
crotch.

      I, on the other hand, wanted to get a good look at
her naked body, so I started removing all of her
clothes.  While I was removing her clothes, Kathy
started removing mine.  It didn't take long for us to
get all of our clothes off.  I was mesmerized by the
sight of her naked body.

      At fourteen she looked like she was all legs and
her breasts were no larger than a 33-B and pear
shaped.  The pink membrane of her areolas, were
puffy extensions, of her firm round breasts.  Her
hips were just starting to widen into womanhood.  I
was captivated by the sight of the tentacles of her
baby fine blonde pubic hairs.  She was also studying
my body.

      I'm well aware of that I look like naked and self-
cautious about my flaws.  My lower tummy sags and
has stretch marks as a result of childbirth.  My
breasts are large but sag far more than I would like.
My upper arms and thighs are flabby too.  I am vain
enough to shave my underarms and my pubic mound.
The look on Kathy's face was anything but
disapproving.

      I placed Kathy on the couch and knelt between
her legs with my hands on her knees and spread them.
I leaned in and kissed her on the mouth and also
kissed and sucked on her tits.  I eventually buried my
face in her crotch.  I sucked on her clit until she had
a wild screaming and strong orgasm.  It took her a
little time to recover her composure, and while she
recovered I positioned y body sideways on the couch
with my back resting against the overstuffed arm of
the couch and placed my left foot behind Kathy's butt
and rested my knee against the back of the couch.
That opened up my body for her to study.

      Kathy looked at me and asked, "Should I do what
you what you did to me?"

      I responded, "Honey, you don't have to do
anything you don't feel comfortable with."

      She looked at me and turned her body towards
me as she got on her knees, and moved over me and as
she lay on top of me and kissed me on the mouth.  It
was an open mouth kiss where we exchanged tongues.
While she was kissing she placed her hands on my
breasts and massaged them.  She eventually moved
down my body to suck on my tits, all without my
encouragement.  I didn't want to appear as if I was
forcing her to do anything.  After she had sucked on
both tits until they actually felt raw and painful she
licked her way down the middle of the front of my
body until she reached my pubic hair.

      I was sure she had never inspected a pussy
before so I suggested that she spread my labia open
and take a good look.  She knew about clits, having
masturbated plenty of times and knew about vaginas
but had never actually seen where the urethra was
actually located.  With my vagina wide open she could
see the remnants of my hymen ringed the canal and
could see the actual bulbous cervix.  Her face was
close enough that I could feel her cool breath on my
flesh.  She eventually stared licking my pussy.  She
sucked on my clit like I had done to her.  I loved
watching the way she shook her head as she lick and
sucked on my flesh.  I prolonged having an orgasm as
long as I could.  There were times when I had to take
hold of her head, and pull it away from my cunt long
enough, to prevent having an orgasm.  Eventually I
could prevent having an orgasm, and I actually
squirted juice all over her face.

      She rested her chin on my hairy pubic bone and
smiled up at me.  I stroked her cheek and allowed her
to rest before she sat up.  I sat up and wrapped and
arm around her shoulders and kissed her cheek.

      "Honey, I know this has been a lot to absorb, and
you might feel some remorse about what you have
learned today!  I suggest that you wash your face
before getting dressed.  When you get home you
might regret what took place, but later on you may
want to visit again so I will give you my cellphone
number.  Should you want to visit give me a call.
Otherwise we can forget what happened and never
speak of it again."

      I gathered up my clothes and got dressed while
Kathy was in the bathroom washing her face.  I wrote
my phone number on a 'Post-it' and gave it to her
after she was dressed.  I watched her walk in the
direction of her home until she was out of sight.

      I was not surprised that she didn't call for a
couple of days.  I was sure she was struggling with
her feelings about the implications.  One afternoon
my cellphone rang and when I retrieved the call, it
was Kathy.  She asked, "Mrs. Henderson I was
wondering if I could visit you soon?"

      "Prudence is going over to Beth's house after
school, so if you care to visit you are welcome to drop
by."

      I was excited about the prospect of her visit and
I felt that it was necessary to prepare for her visit.
I made my bed and changed clothes to look as
attractive as I could for her benefit.  In preparation
I bathed in scented water and did my best to make
myself smell as good as possible even to applying the
juice of strawberries to my nipples and pussy.  Then I
selected my sexiest dressing gown without
underwear.  It felt like an eternity before the
doorbell rang.  When I approached the door I could
see through the cut glass panels and tell that it was a
young teenaged girl at the door.  Just the same I
opened the door carefully to be sure it was Kathy.

      I welcomed her in with open arms.  We kissed and
I led her to my bedroom.  I helped her out of her
school clothes and placed her on the middle of my
bed.  I started kissing her I sucked her tits and
pussy until she had an orgasm.  When she recovered I
turned her over and pulled her to her knees with her
head resting on the bed.  I spread her butt cheeks
and spit on her asshole before licking her ass from
cunt to the dimples at the small of her back.  I
returned to her puckered pink asshole and tongue
fucked her.  She was telling me how thrilling it was
until she cried out that she was coming again.  She
collapsed on the bed and lay there breathing hard.
When she recovered she turned over and sat up.

      Kathy sat there looking at me as if she was
undressing me with her eyes.  She eventually reached
out and slowly pulled the gowns off my shoulders.  It
slowly fell down around my waist exposing my fill tits.
She leaned in kissed me and took hold on my nipples.
She crotched down ad sucked my nipples.  She even
commented on the strawberry taste.  She pushed me
backwards until I was on my back, before pulling the
gown up to expose my pussy.

      Her soft hand felt wonderful as they stroked my
thighs.  Her light touch felt like ants growling up my
legs.  There was nothing between her hands and my
pussy.  She stroked the hairs and blew on them
before placing her open mouth on my cunt.  While she
ate my pussy she started finger fucking me.  It one
point she started adding fingers until she found that
she could insert her entire fist in my cunt.  I have to
admit that my orgasm was one of the strongest I
ever had.

      She was dressed and gone long before Prudence
got home.  For several months Kathy would call and
we would find ways to be alone long enough to satisfy
each other's desires.

      Prudence and her girlfriends would often party at
our house.  It was obvious that Kathy was
uncomfortable being in the house with her friends
and me.  We had to put up a front of being friendly to
each other without revealing our true relationship.

      One morning over breakfast, Prudence mentioned
that she thought Kathy was involved with someone
she didn't want anyone to know about.

      I asked her what made her thing that.

      She told me, "Kathy has been giving us excuses
why she can't get together with us a lot, but want tell
us the truth about why she can't join us.  She added
that Carol thinks she has turned to lesbianism, and
I'm beginning that it is true."

      I was uncomfortable talking about the subject
but had to ask, "Would that affect her relationship
with you and the rest of your friends?"

      Prudence looked at me, "I've known her almost all
of my life!  I have never thought about what it would
mean if any of my friends were gay.  I guess it would
be okay if she is gay and wouldn't change my feelings
about her.  She has always been a good friend to me
and the other girls."

      I thought to myself what Prudence would think if
she knew I was Kathy's lover.  I wondered what I
could do to keep my daughter from finding out.  I
debated about ending our relationship.  I struggled
with my conscience about my desires and the effects
if it became known for weeks.

      One Saturday morning when Prudence was
sleeping late after having spent the night at the high
school dance after the football game there was a
knock at the door, and when I answered the door it
was Carol.  As I invited her in I led her to the kitchen
where I was about to enjoy a cup of coffee.  I offer
her a cup, and she accepted.  As I filled her mug I
wondered what piece of gossip she was about to lay
on me.  I didn't have long to wait.  As soon as she
finished adding sugar and cream to her mug she took
a sip and started talking.

      "I'm almost sure that Kathy is a lesbian and I
almost sure I know who she is seeing!"

      (There was a pause before she continued as if to
add weight to her next statement.)

      "When our group of six friends gets together on
Fridays to attend game and the dance afterwards or
going shopping and seeing a movie afterwards on
Saturdays Kathy begs out, and lately another member
of our group has been begging out!"

      (I knew she was about to drop a boom.)

      "I happened to be outdoors last night and saw
Kathy coming into your home."

      (My heart almost stopped.)

      "I think they are seeing each other!"

      (I almost laughed in her face.)  "I doubt your
conclusion very much, because Prudence was not home
last night!  Kathy was visiting me last night!"

      The look on Carol's face was a true 'Kodak
moment.'  Her face went from red to white in a
moment.  She sputtered her apology and excused
herself even before finishing her coffee.  I walked
her to the door with a smug smile, having deflated
the gossiping girl's assumptions.  But I was left with
the question where had Prudence been last night?

      When Prudence finally graced our presence in the
kitchen it was in the afternoon.  She looked radiant
but still looked sleepy.  I offered to make breakfast
for her, but she declined and just asked for just a
cup of coffee and toast.

      "If you weren't out with your girlfriends last
night, where were you?"

      She had a sheepish look on her face, "I was at
the birthday party of the younger sister Ms. Backer
my biology teacher from high school."

      (I thought for a moment before I remembered
who Ms. Backer was.  She was a young blonde that
looked to damned young to even be a college
graduate, let alone a high school teacher.  I wondered
why she would be taking a student to the birthday
party of her younger sister.)

      "Her younger sister is not much older than me,
and she thought we would be good friends for each
other.  Her name is Anna, and it was a fun party."
She carried on about the party most of the morning.

      Later I called Kathy to talk about us getting
together soon.  She informed her that she was
visiting her grandparents for the weekend.  I told her
about Carol's visit and what she had told me about
her thinking that she was having sex with my
daughter.  Kathy was amused and told me that Carol
was obviously infatuated with me.  I found it hard to
believe a gossip like Carol would be hitting on me.  I
tried to make light of it, but was intrigued by the
thought.

      As soon as Prudence announced that she wanted
to visit her teacher and her sister for the weekend I
thought about Carol.  After Prudence left I called
Carol's cellphone number.  I invited her over for tea
and a chat.

      When she arrived I led her to the kitchen while I
prepared tea.  I had her sit at the breakfast bar
while I brought her cup and saucer along with a plate
of cookies.  I came around the bar to sit next to her.
While we talked I placed my hand on her thigh, and
she reacted like I had placed a cube of ice on her
bare thigh.  I asked her if I had frightened her by
placing my hand on her thigh.  She assured me that it
was okay.  I confronted her with the idea, "I was
thinking that the reason you were so quick to think
Prudence and Kathy were in a sexual relationship and
tell me about it was because you actually wanted to
be in that kind of relationship with me.

      Carol started crying, and blubbered out, "I guess
it is true."

      "Why didn't you just ask me?"

     "I was afraid you would you hate me if I told you
how I felt about you."

      I placed a hand on the back of her neck under her
hair and pulled her close and kissed her on the mouth.
There was that moment when she froze before she
relaxed and opened her mouth to welcome my tongue.
She melted in my arms and while we were kissing she
placed her right hand on my left tit.  She stroked and
squeezed my tit through my dress.  I interrupted our
kiss just long enough to pull both of my tits out of
the top of my dress.  The tight fitting bodice lifted
my tits up and squeezed them together.

      Carol let out a mournful sound before she claimed
one bare tit with her right hand and placed her mouth
over my right nipple.  She licked my flesh with her
tongue before taking my nipple into her mouth.  I let
her have her fill of sucking on both of my tits while I
placed a hand on the inside of her thigh and pushed
her skirt up the length of her thigh until my fingers
rested on the warm crotch of her panties. It only
took a few strokes before her lubricating fluid
soaked the crotch of her panties.

      I interrupted her suckling on my breasts long
enough to make her lift her ass long enough to pull
her panties out from under her ass and continued to
pull them down her legs and free of her feet.  I
lifted her panties to my nose and smelled the aroma
of her panties.  I sucked on the crotch to get a taste
of her crotch.  With her panties still in my mouth I
placed my hand back between her legs and started
stroking her little clam.  Her vagina got very moist.
She was moaning with her mouth clamped on my left
tit.  I gently inserted a finger into her vagina and
gave a gentle tug to get her to stand up.  I led her to
my bedroom with a finger hooked in her cunt.  In the
bedroom I started undressing her.

      The delightful thing about young teenaged girls is
that they have firm pear shaped breasts that do not
need brassieres to hold up there tits, so she only had
a thin tub top covering her breasts.  It was a simple
mate to pull the tub up and over her head when she
lifted her arms.  She simply stepped out of her white
slats.  I unbuttoned her skirt and pulled the zipper
down.  The skirt was tight enough to require me to
have to tug the skirt down her hips.  She stepped out
of the skirt and stood there in front of me while I
admire her young figure.

      Carol's red hair was cut into a wedge.  The back
was rather short and the sides sweep down like wings
framing her face.  Her creamy skin was lightly dusted
with faint freckles.  I studied her body with inters.
As I noted her breasts were pear shaped.  The
breasts were lovely shaped orbs with her areolas
were puffy round mauve orbs perched on her breasts
and the nipples were inverted.  Her waist was no more
than 24 inches around and she was developing the
rounded hips of a woman.  Her hips were wide enough
that even with her legs clamped tightly there was
still a gat at the junction that allowed light to be
seen between her legs, and her pubic mound had a
trimmed triangle of red pubic hair.  She vaginal
opening was just a slit.  Her labia minor were still
tucked within the labia major.  If it weren't for pubic
hair her pussy would look like a prepubescent girl's.  I
couldn't resist kneeling before her and worshiping her
cunt.

      Carol rested her hands on top of my head as I
smelled and licked her cunt.  She eventually stumbled
back as her legs touched the edge of the bed and she
sat down.  I had to shuffle on my knees to follow her
and keep my mouth on her cunt.  Carol's body started
quivering and she started crying out, "IM CUMMNG!
I'M CUMMING!  DON'T STOP!"  She fell back on the
bed and I watched her chest rise and fall as she
caught her breath with my chin on that little patch of
red pubic hair.

      When she recovered she sat up and put her hands
under my armpits and pulled up.  I was too heavy for
her to pick me up, so I rose to my feet and Carol
started pulling at my clothes.  I had to help her get
me out of my clothes, and when I was naked I joined
her on the bed.  We arranged ourselves next to each
other with our heads resting on the pillows.

      Carol was all over me.  Her hands were like ants
crawling all over my body.  She eventually found my
cunt and did a marvelous job jilling me.  I encouraged
her efforts with verbal instructions.  I also rested
my hand on the back of her neck and guided her head
from my tits down to my wet cunt.  She followed my
instructions to the letter and brought me to a very
satisfying orgasm.  I taught her how to rim ass that
evening as well.

      For several weeks I managed to arrange dates
with both Carol and Kathy when prudence was not
home, but one evening while I was entertaining Kathy
there was a knock at the door.  I had to slip on a
dressing gown to answer the door.  It was Carol and
she rushed into my arms.  My body smelled of
perfume that was not nine and my face and hands
reeked of Kathy's pussy juices.  Carol became
outraged and cried that I was cheating on her.  I
assured her that I still loved her.  She insisted on
finding out who I was fucking.  So I let her to my
bedroom and when I opened the door Kathy was
laying on top of my bed naked with her fingers in her
pussy masturbating herself in my absence.

      Both girls were upset that I was fucking both of
them, but when I threatened to kick them both out if
they didn't shut the fuck up they relented and agreed
to allow me to teach them how to enjoy a three way.
They learned how enjoyable a daisy chain could be.

      I enjoyed having sex with the two of them
together and separately for several months after
that.  Carol and Kathy would relate to me about them
fucking each other when I couldn't host them.

      Everything was going too good to last!  It was
inevitable that it would all come apart.  Prudence
eventually found out and both Carol and Kathy's
mother's found out, but that is another story.


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