Date: Thu, 28 Apr 2016 20:54:35 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Samantha and Older Women 1 (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal dildo, g/gFF

Warning:

Adult Youth, oral anal dildo, g/FF

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
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           Samantha and Older Women 1
                    Mamie
                     By
                    Jan

      The smells on the streets just a couple of blacks
east of Park Avenue in New York City are not as
pleasant.  I am a half-bred girl of Japanese and
Scottish descent.  I favor my Scottish father in
many ways, white skin with blue eyes and full lips, but
I did inherit my mother's thick black hair that I take
pride in, it hangs down to my waist and shines like a
raven's wing.  I also favor my mother in that I am
very petite.  I'm barley five feet tall.  Even though
I'm 23 years old now I still get carded when I'm in
drinking establishments.

      Even though I come from a poor working class
neighborhood I envy the fine ladies on Park Avenue.
I was well aware that there are wealthy women living
in fine flats that have a taste for attractive young
girls.  When I was just entering puberty I often
deliberately dress in clothes that advertised my
figure, to attract the attention of wealthy Cougars.
I would walk the avenue in an effort to attract the
attention of Cougars.

      It all starred one spring day when I was window
shopping, because I couldn't afford to even dream
about buying any of the fabulous clothes, furs or
jewelry.  I was only 12 years old at the time, when I
felt a hand on my shoulder and smelled the fragrance
of an expensive perfume.  When I turned to see who
was touching me it was an attractive woman that
looked to be at least forty-five years old.  While she
was flattering my looks I was studying what she
looked like.

      She seemed to be a tall woman, at least compared
to me.  She had red hair, green eyes and amusingly
white skin with a hint of freckles.  She was dressed
very smartly.  I could tell that her clothes were not
only expensive, they were custom fitted.  She made a
comment, "Isn't that neckless beautiful?"

      "Yes, it is fabulists!"

      "Would you like to join me for coffee or a soft
drink, so you can tell me all about yourself?"

      I couldn't imagine anyone finding my life
interesting, but I was willing to have a Coke with her.
When I accepted her offer she escorted me to a
fashionable restaurant.  We were seated at a table
for two, and she ordered cappuccino for herself and a
Coke for me.  She asked for my name and I told her
that my name was Samantha.  She approved of my
name, and told me that her name was Mamie.

      She drew out of me where I lived, what my family
was like, what school I went to, and the name of my
best friend.  By the time I had finished my soft drink
and she had finished her cappuccino, she invited me
to come up to her apartment, so that she could get
my opinion about her jewelry.

      I was thrilled at the prospect of getting to
actually see the home of a wealthy woman, so I
responded a little too excitedly.  It was only a short
walk to the building she lived in on 5th Avenue.  There
was even a uniformed doorman, than welcomed her by
name as he opened the door for the two of us.

      The widow at my parent's bedroom only looks at
the wall of the dirty building barley the width of a
tall man from ours, and the window sills are filthy
with oily dirty soot.  Mamie's front room window
looked down on Central Park.  I couldn't imagine what
she was paying for rent.  I had only seen apartment
like hers in Hollywood movies.  She led me to her
bedroom, and it was overwhelming.

      The central item was a humongous bed that was
still dwarfed by the spacious room.  There was a
fancy recliner lounge in there and a walk in closet
larger than most bedrooms.  Her attached bathroom
had a sunken tub big enough for four people to party
in.  I was over whelmed with the opulence.

      There was a walk in safe behind false panels.  She
walked me in and her jewelry was displayed on black
velvet shelves and there were plenty of extra places
waiting for future purchases.  I was overwhelmed,
and while I was looking at each neckless I felt her
breath on the side of my neck and her hands were
stroking my arms.  When her hands slid around to
feel my budding breasts, she actually kissed me on
the neck.

      It startled me, but I didn't object, in fact I
turned my head so that she could kiss me on the
mouth.  With that she led me out of the safe and
closed it.  She led me to the recliner and removed her
suit jacket before she sat on it.  She pulled me down
onto her lap.  She skillfully started kissing my mouth.
She stuck her tongue into my mouth, and even sucked
on my tongue.  She covered my nose with her cheek
so that I couldn't breathe.  When I was about to
panic for want of fresh air, she actually exhaled her
breath into my lungs.  She was in fact breathing for
me.  She was also feeling my small breasts.

      Her other hand was resting on my knee, but it was
soon working its way up my soft inner thigh.  My skirt
was pushed up until my panties were exposed.  The
longer she stroked my panties the wetter they got.
It took my breath away when she stuffed her hand
down the front of my panties.  I was childishly proud
of the fact that I had grown some pubic hairs over
the past six months.  She combed my hairs with her
manicured fingernails.  When her fingers actually
touched my clitoris I couldn't keep from squirting a
little piss on her hand.

      I was terribly embarrassed, and tried to
apologize, but she simply lifted her hand to her nose
and smelled her fingers and actually tasted her
fingers.  She returned to masturbating me after
removing my panties.  As soon as she pulled them
clear of my shoes she lifted the panties to her nose
smelled the crotch and even the brown mark before
discarding them.

      She also unbuttoned her blouse exposing a sexy
transparent bra with delicate lace butterflies on it.
They did nothing to hide her areolas and nipples.
Seeing her magnificent breasts I couldn't resist
reaching out to feel them.  I was overwhelmed
emotionally as I squeezed them.  The nipples poked
the palms of my hands.  I lowered my head and kissed
her breasts through the bra.  Mamie interrupted me,
so that she could remove her blouse and her bra.
That allowed me to suck on her bare flesh.  There
was the smell of her perfume between her breasts
and there was a hint of salt on her flesh.  Mamie
returned to playing with my wet pussy.

      Mamie interrupted my sucking on her tits to
stand me up long enough to remove all of my clothes,
before she placed me bodily on the recliner with my
head resting on the head support.  She even stood up
and removed the rest of her own clothes before she
sat on the recliner at me feet.  She parted me legs so
that she could lie on top of me.  She sucked so hard
on my little B-sized tits so hard that they were red.
When she could tell that she was starting to cause
pain she started licking her way down the center of
my body.  I knew where she was going and couldn't
wait for her to get there.  I started pressing on the
top of her head to encourage her to hurry up and get
down there.  She couldn't be rushed.  It was pure
torture for me, but she insisted on taking her time.

      I was having trouble keeping my butt still.  I was
struggling to buck my ass around, but her heaver
body was pinning my legs to the recliner.  Eventually
she claimed my pussy with her mouth.  It was mind
blowing the way she was sucking on my pussy.  She
would suck my clit into her mouth and stretch the
skin out to the limit before letting go.  She
discovered with her tongue that I was still a virgin.
Apparently that was enough to give her an orgasm.  I
couldn't believe it when she lifted my butt up and
actually licked my asshole.  I couldn't keep from
having my own orgasm.  I almost fainted on the spot.

      While I recovered Mamie set about pulling me
down to the middle of the recliner.  The next thing
she did was mount the recliner in the opposite
direction.  That way her-own trimmed pussy was right
over my face.  There was no doubt what she expected
of me.  Just in case there was any doubt she hunched
over to suck my pussy.

      Until that moment I had only smelled my own
pussy after masturbating.  This was the first time I
had ever smelled another person's pussy.  She
lowered her hips down until her trimmed pussy made
contact with my face.  Her pubic hair was the first to
make contact with my mouth.  With a little physical
adjustment she eventually got her vagina over my
mouth and her clit was rubbing my chin.  When I
looked up I was looking at her pink asshole and her
big moonlike butt cheeks.  I was being distracted by
her mouth and tongue doing their thing on my own
pussy.  It was a mad race to make each other cum.  I
can't even tell which of us got there first.  We were
both crying out about the same time.  When it was
over s and we were clinging to each other she insisted
on me use her shower to clean up.

      Her shower was a big airy glassed in thing with
three chrome plated brass shower heads on the wall.
That way all I had to do was turn around to insure
every inch of me was sprayed.  It was no easy matter
getting all of my hair into wear a shower cap to keep
my hair dry.

      I was in a dream world on the walk home.  Mamie
had given me her phone number and told me to call
anytime I would like to visit again.

      I became a regulator visitor to her apartment for
almost a year.  I visited so often that the doormen
even recognized me and welcomed me by name.

      It was always an adventure visiting her.  She
loved role playing.  Because of my Japanese heritage
she sometimes dressed me up in silk kimonos to play
the part of a Geisha.  Other times she would have
costumes laid out for me to dress up like a young
school girl.  Yet other times she would play the part
of a social worker and I would play the part the part
of a delinquent.  The game I enjoyed playing the most
was her playing the part of my mother and me playing
the part of her child.  If she accused me of
misbehaving it would lead to her spanking me followed
by allowing me to suck on her tits.  There even came
the day that while we were playing one of our games
she took my virginity with a strap-on dildo.

      It took place one evening after she had taken me
out to a dinner party where she was all decked out in
a man's business suit and I was dressed up as a much
young girl than my actual age.  Because of my petite
size I was able to look like a very young girl, down to
the Mary-Jane little black flats with ankle socks.

      It was exciting meeting so many other women and
girls committed to role playing.  It was all very
exciting.  After the party we came home in a rented
limousine.  We were still in a party mood as we
entered the elevator.  We danced to soft dance music
before she suggested that we take our party to the
bedroom.  We removed each other's clothes.  When
her dildo flipped out of her tidy-whites I was
fascinated with the life like replica of a male sex
organ.  I couldn't resist touching and feeling it.  When
she took me to bed we clung to each other and kissed
wildly.  That latex replica was pressed against my
body driving me crazy with sexual desire.  In
preparation of deflowering me she gently positioned
me in the middle of her bed and produced a scented
and flavored lubricant to lubricate my vagina.  While
she knelt between my outstretched legs she greased
up her dildo, and then aimed it at my vagina.

      There was that shock of instant pain as the dildo
pierced my hymen.  Eventually the pain was replaced
by the throbbing of sexual excitement of my first
actual act of coitus.  That first act was permanently
imprinted on my mind.  There would be plenty of
pleasurable acts of coitus but the first time will
never be forgotten, and Mamie holds a special place in
my heart.

      Sex was the most important thing between us and
as soon as we were in her apartment clothes vanished.
We had been lovers for almost a year before she
introduced me to some of her friends.

      One afternoon after we had sex and I was lying in
her arms with my head resting on her breast she
suggested that I might like to meet a friend of hers.
The idea of meeting another adult woman excited me,
so I agreed to her suggestion.

      The afternoon of the meeting arrived and the
doorman opened the door for me, and smiled as he
told me that I was expected.  My heart was pounding
against my chest so loud I thought it could be heard.
When Mamie opened her door and ushered me in, I
was greeted by the sight of a blonde with
magnetically large breasts, and she must have been
five-feet eleven.  I suspected that her breasts were
enhanced by silicone pouches.  Her hair was
undoubtedly bleached, but it must have been done
recently because her roots were not showing their
true color, and it had been styled professionally and
lacquered with every hair in place.

      Mamie introduced her as Teresa but added that
she preferred to be called Tessa.  The formalities
satisfied the two of them proceeded to undress me,
and as well as themselves.  It was a glorious
afternoon having two women sucking my tits, pussy
and asshole until I thought I couldn't possibly have
another orgasm.  Tessa's vulva was as smooth as a
baby's butt.  I clung to her pussy with my mouth.
When it was over she even walked me home.

      That was the start of the next 10 years of my
sexual education.



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