Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2013 16:06:00 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Neighbor (lesbian. adult youth, oral, f/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older woman.  If this type of content offends
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                      Neighbor
                        By
                       Jan

	My mother was an attractive woman, named
Audrey, and couldn't be without a man for long, the
only problem was she had terrible taste in men.
Several of her husbands abused her, and others
couldn't be truthful to my mother.  One way or
another she always found out about them cheating on
her.  One of the assholes even infected her with a
sexually transmitted disease.  More than one of them
sexually abused me.  Mom even came home one day to
find one of her husband's forcing me to such his cock.

	We were both auburns with long flowing hair.
Mom had named me Amber, so that we would have the
same initials.  My hair had never been cut.  All that
had even been done was to trim the split ends.  By
the time I was 13-years-old my hair was so long that
I could sit on my hair.  Being attractive, can be a
curse, you attract so many men that seem to be very
nice, but after a while their true colors come out.

	Because of my mother's experiences with men, I
didn't want anything to do with them.  We lived in a
bedroom community where most of the homes were
occupied by families, but our next door neighbor was
a single woman, named Lisa Blackburn.  She was the
kind of woman that would also attract men by the
droves, but she never seemed to have male visitors.

	She was a natural blonde, but also highlighted
her hair with different shades of blonde.  Her hair
was long enough to reach her shoulder blades.  I
envied her figure and thought she had the most
beautiful breasts too.  Mom and I had only casually
talked to her in passing though.

	True to my mother's insecurities she got
married for the fifth time to another asshole that
was already eyeing my ass.  While they were on their
honeymoon, mother asked Lisa to look after me for a
week.  Lisa tried to tell mother that she wasn't
qualified to look after any child.  Mother assured her
that I was more mature that most girls my age.  She
said if possible all she would have to do is take me to
and from school.  I could even cook for the two of us.
She just didn't want me being left home alone.

	Lisa eventually agreed to look after me.  The
wedding came and the two of them left for their
honeymoon in Las Vegas.  Lisa suggested that I pack
some clothes and move in with her.  She assured that
I could use the guest bedroom.  I had always been
enamored with Lisa, because she was so attractive.  I
couldn't take my eyes off of her.  We discussed our
living arrangement for the next week.  She would
take me to school early because she had to go to
work.  I would have to wait for her in the library until
she could pick me up.

	Waiting for her to pick me up would allow me a
couple of hours to do my homework anyway.  She was
an office manager for a dental office.  Because so
much of their business was done on Saturdays to
accommodate people that worked five days a week,
she got Sundays and Mondays off.  That meant that I
had her house to myself Saturday.  Sunday we went
to the movies and shopping together.  I enjoyed
talking to her.  When she inquired about boyfriends,
I told her that males are all pigs.  My mother's five
husbands are proof of that.  When she inquired about
why that was, I told her about the way her previous
husbands had treated us.  I asked her why I never
saw any males at her door.  Lisa told me that she had
the same kind of experience with men as my mother.
"I'm happy to live alone."

	Monday morning she made breakfast for us
before putting on a house robe over her nightgown
and driving me to school.  Looking at her body
through that sexy pink nightgown did turn me on.
Her house coat didn't detract from the shape of her
breasts.  There was no sagging even without a bra.
When she picked me up after school that afternoon
right after the bell rang, I got in the passenger seat
and bucked the seatbelt, as she pulled away from the
curb.  I was holding my book bag on my lap.  She
looked terrific to me.

	She smelled so nice, but she looked even better.
She had on a white blouse that looked almost like a
man's dress shirt.  The sleeves were rolled up to the
elbows, and the front was unbuttoned down the front
between her breasts.  She had on a simple black skirt
that showed off plenty of thigh as she operated the
foot pedals.  I even caught glimpses of the lace tops
of her self-supporting nylons.  She had on black high
heeled pumps that shined a lot.  Whenever she moved
her arms on the stirring wheel her blouse moved
enough to reveal most of her left breast.  I could see
most of her areola capped by an erect nipple.  That
was enough to make my panties wet.  Lisa must have
noticed my fascination with her tits.

	She made no effort to cover them up either.
When we arrived home she pressed her remote and
the garage door opened.  As soon as she pulled into
the garage, she activated the remote again, and the
door closed behind us.  She turned off the ignition,
and turned to face me.  She rested her back against
the door, while bending her right leg alongside the
center console, which allowed me to see up her dress.
She didn't have panties on either.  Her pussy was
shaved clean.  I could see her clitoris protruding
beyond the opening of her pussy.  I was intrigued by
that fact that it looked like a little male penis, and
her labia was also visible.  Just seeing her naked
pussy stimulated me beyond belief.  My pussy was
tingling and I felt my panties getting wet.

	Lisa reached across her center console and
pulled me towards her.  She hugged me and kissed me
on my mouth.  There was just something about the
way she kissed me that was not the kind of kiss you
would expect from a casual friend and neighbor.  She
pressed her lips against my mouth and nose hard
enough to prevent me from breathing.  When I
opened my mouth to breathe she stuck her tongue
into my mouth.  She actually sucked the air out of my
lungs and then exhaled the air in her lungs into my
mouth.  She was actually breathing for me.  It was
making me dizzy.  When she stopped kissing me she
said, "I noticed the way you have been looking at my
tits, would you like to feel them?"

	I had a lump in my throat, I tried to say yes,
but all that came out was a croak, so I simply nodded
my head affirmatively.  Lisa took hold of my wrist and
placed my hand on her left breast at the same time
she used her other hand to pull the blouse completely
away from her breast.  While I squeezed her breast,
she placed her hand on the back of my neck and
pressed my face against her tit.

	While she was kissing me she also placed her
left hand on my shoulder, and slowly moved her hand
down to my right breast.  I moaned into her mouth as
she squeezed my tit.  I had experimented with
girlfriends before, but I had never had a woman make
love to me before.  When she let go of my mouth she
asked me, "Would you like to continue this in the
house?"

	I was breathless as I whispered, "Yes."

	She let go of me and turned around to open her
door as she pulled the keys out of the ignition.  I had
to get back in my seat before I could open my door to
come around the car to join her as we entered the
house  We entered the house into a hall that led us to
the dining and kitchen area in one direction or into
the family rooms and farther on to the bedrooms and
bathrooms.  It was too early to think about dinner, so
she led me to her family room.

	She insisted that we sit together on the couch.
She pulled me to her and while she hugged me,
started unbuttoning my blouse.  Even though my
breasts were just a 34-B, I always feel naked when I
don't wear a bra.  When she pulled me to her bosom
so that she could reach around my back to unfasten
my bra, her breasts were pressed against mine.
When she removed my bra our breasts were smashed
against each other's.  The friction of my nipples
against her flesh was breathtaking to me.  She
continued kissing me while she played with my small
breasts.  My hand was still grasping her left breast,
while she was stimulating my breasts.

	While she continued playing with one of my tits,
she used the other hand to seek out the button and
zipper of my skirt.  She had to lift me up a little to
pull my skirt out from under my butt.  I didn't have
nylons on, and I had on simple black flats, with half-
inch practical heels.  I was sitting there snug against
her thigh in just my usual white panties.  She stuffed
her hand down the front of my panties.  I sucked air
when her long painted fingers touched my little
clitoris.  She actually masturbated me while playing
with one tit and continued kissing me.  I thought I
was going to pass out as I experience an intense
orgasm.

	Lisa let me sit back and relax while I recovered.
She took that opportunity to stand up, and remove
her own little black skirt.  As I had observed earlier
she didn't have panties on.  I hadn't noticed that she
had a stainless steel jewelry piercing her labia above
her clitoris.  I also wondered if my own labia would
protrude past my opening like hers did someday.  The
fact that she kept her nylons and heels on made her
look even more erotic and sexy.

	She sat back down and pulled me into her arms
for another long tongue kiss, while she started
feeling me up again.  I couldn't resist feeling up her
lovely breasts.  I marveled at how much they resisted
gravity.  It is hard to fathom how something so soft
could stand up so proudly.  I could tell by the way
they felt that they were not implants by any means.
I had to ask, "How do you keep your breasts so firm?"

	Lisa smiled at me and said, "I was just blessed
with these!" as she lifted both of them up and toyed
with her nipples with her index fingers.

	I was consumed with the warm feeling of my
body pressed against hers.  The smell of her perfume
was being burned into my memory, and I knew that I
would never forget the way she smelled.  I had to
inspect her pussy.  I ran my right hand down her body
to stroke her vulva.

	There was no hair down there and it was smooth
as a baby's butt.  I couldn't even detect any stubble.
I marveled at her ability to keep her pussy so
smooth.  When I asked her, "How do you keep your
pussy so smooth?"

	She replied, "I use a chemical agent to remove
the hair and it softens the skin too."

	I had to ask if it hurt to pierce her skin to
install the jewelry, and she assured me, "When I had
it done she injected Novocain, so I didn't feel a thing.
It was sore for a couple of days, but the metal ring
turned me on right from the start.  For a long time I
would cum just walking.  I can still make myself cum
by crossing my legs and moving the top leg.  That way
I can masturbate without touching myself."

	The mental picture of her masturbating like
that, even in public was very erotic to me.  "Can you
get me pierced like that too?"

	"Honey that is something you better discuss
with your mother.  If I got it done for you, your
mother would get very upset with me!"

	I let the subject go for the time being.  I toyed
with the ring.  When I pulled on it the skin stretched.
It was also stimulating her clitoris too.  I observed a
watery liquid starting to drip from the bottom of her
rubbery labia.  I gathered it up with my finger, and
rubbed it against my thumb.  It was very slippery.  I
also brought my hand to my face, and smelled my
finger, and even tasted the juice.  I smiled up at Lisa,
and asked, "Should I lick your pussy?"

	Lisa stroked my long hair away from my face
lovingly, "Honey you don't have to do anything you
don't want to do!"

	I smiled up at her mischievously, and scooted
down to the floor between her legs and spread her
pussy open.  I had never seen what a pussy looked like
before.  I observed what was called the little man in
the boat and her gaping vagina.  I saw for the first
time where the urethra was located, and I saw the
lumpy or ragged opening into her vagina.  I even saw
the bulge of her cervix.  The smell was a mix of the
ammonia of urine with a strong meaty aroma of her
musky pussy.  That was another smell that I would
forever associate with her.  I stuck out my tongue
and flicked the tip against her pussy lips.

	Lisa's response was to make animal sounds, and
tell me how much she loved what I was doing.  She
assured me that I was a natural at it, and that made
me feel very proud that I was able to please her so
much.

	We eventually got dressed so that we could go
out for dinner.  I'm sure I looked at her all evening
like a love sick child, but I couldn't help it.

	When we returned home she insisted that I
sleep in her bed.  Of course I didn't have to be asked
twice.  We bathed together in her tub.  I couldn't get
enough of feeling her body.  We eventually made our
way to her bed.  There was no thought of putting on
nightgowns.  We were all over the bed.  We sucked
tits, ate pussies half of the night.  Sometimes she
would be on top doing things to me, and other times I
was on top of her doing things to her.

	Each night for the week was a new adventure.
She introduced me to oral sex with assholes.  At first
I thought that was too dirty for me to do, but if she
was willing to stick her tongue into my asshole, I had
to do it to her.

	By the third night she put a strap-on dildo
around my hips and taught me how to fuck her.
Afterwards she put it on and fucked me for the first
time.  It took a couple of days for me to get used to
that, but eventually I felt empty when the dildo was
not in me.  The last night before Mother came home,
Lisa allowed me to fuck her asshole.  I was not ready
to experience that yet.

	I regretted not letting her fuck my ass before
Mother got home.  Mother's new husband was a
drunkard who abused her.  She had to make a couple
of trips to the emergency room.  The end of that
marriage came when she caught him trying to force
me to have sex with him.  Mom sent me to Lisa's while
she got rid of the asshole.

	This time I begged Lisa to fuck my ass too.  I
was broken in very well by the time Mother retrieved
me.  When we made a move to ensure her last
husband couldn't find us I had to look for a new
woman to have sex with.  It didn't take long.  There
was a fast food diner nearby and I made friends with
one of the waitresses.  All I had to do was tell her
that I thought she was pretty, and I would like to see
her home.

	She winked at me and told me that if I was
serious to come back after 10:00 o'clock.  She drove
me to her little apartment building.  We were all over
each other as soon as the door was closed.  I knew
that no matter what happened I would always be able
to find the kind of woman I was looking for.



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