Date: Tue, 3 May 2016 05:07:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Samanthaand Older Women 2

Warning:

Adult Youth, oral, anal f/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 2
      Carlotta, Mary and Miss O'Brian
                    By
                   Jan

      One afternoon I was taking the undergrown to
Queens to visit a friend from school, named Mary.
She had told me about being molested in the train,
and the idea fascinated me.  I'm so damned short I
would have a hard time reaching the overhead straps
to support myself on a standing room only situation,
so I clung to the steel upright posts as the train
lurched when starting and stopping.

      Mary had told me about nasty old men feeling her
up on the train.  That didn't appeal to me, but she had
also told me about women had also felt her up.  Now
that appealed to me.  When I made a date to visit her
I made sure to board the train during peak rush hour,
wearing my school uniform.

      I worked my way through the sweating bodies
until I spotted an attractive mature woman.  She
looked like she was an office worker and about 45-
years-old.  What attracted me to her was that she
was obviously an Italian like Mary.  I moved in and
positioned myself in front of her and clung to the
steel post.  I could smell her perfume and feel her
body heat as the train lurched I was pressed against
the front of her body.  I did my best to make it
appear as if I had nothing to do with the way I was
being pressed against her body.  I wanted to find out
if she would molest me on her own accord.

      By the third stop the train made I felt her hand
on my hip.  As the train started moving I felt her
hand slide around my body and up my ribs.  It took my
breath away when her hand covered my right breast
and gave it a gentle squeeze.  When she did that I
deliberately pressed the back of my body against the
front of hers.

      That empowered her even more and she slipped
her hand inside the blue school blazer with the
embroidered crest on the left pocket.  She started
giving my breast a proper massaging.  That elicited as
soft moan from me that was so soft that possibly
only the lady was aware of it.  I felt her struggling
with the buttons on my blouse.  As soon as she got a
couple of buttons unfastened she slipped her hand
inside my blouse.  I was wearing a simple little B
cupped brassiere.  She pulled it up, resting it on my
chest.  Once my breast was exposed she took hold of
it.  She gave it a firm squeeze and even pulled on the
nipple.

      I was induced to rub my butt against the front of
her body.  I was disappointed when she removed her
right hand from my blouse, but her hand slid down my
body and move around my body between us to squeeze
the cheek of my butt.  While she was playing with my
ass with her right hand, her left hand reached under
my arm and managed to slip into my blouse and lift
the bra cup up to get at my right tit.

      While she was massaging my right tit she was
pulling up the back of my pleated school plaid skirt
and started running her fingers up and down the
crack of my ass.  Before long she actually slipped her
hand down the back of my tight white panties and
sought out and found my tight little puckered asshole.
She rubbed my until her finger was moist from my
sweaty crack, before she actually stuck her finger up
my ass.  It was so exciting having sex in public with
the possibility of someone catching on to what was
going on.  Eventually she started switching her
attention to my front.

      Her masturbation of me was making me pant like a
sprinter.  Just when I thought it couldn't get any
better I felt her lower the back of my skirt down and
straighten the pleats.  Then she started the front of
start pulling up the front of my pleated plaid skirt.
In just a matter of seconds the front of my skirt was
up to my waist.  She stuffed her hand down the front
of my tight fitting little white panties.  I even had to
spread my legs a little to allow her full access to my
pussy.  She startled stroking my pussy with her
fingers before she sought out my clitoris and the
depths of my vagina.  She masturbated me until I had
a strong orgasm.  I struggled to maintain my balance
while I had an orgasm.  By that time the train was
coming from underground as we entered Queens.

      In Queens the rails are elevated.  When the train
reached the stop Mary had told me to get off.  The
woman that had been masturbating me followed me
off the train.  As we started down the steel staircase
to ground level she asked me for my name and struck
up a conversation with me as we walked up the street
in the same direction.

      I told her, "My name is Samantha, and I'm visiting
one of my classmates."

      She rested her hand on my butt as we walked.
"My name is Carlotta.  Honey...so do you think you will
have time enough to come by and visit with me,
before you have to return home?"

      I had a wicked idea, "I will call my mother and ask
if I can spend the night with my classmate.  If you
agrees' I will come by to spend the night with you!"

      The women beamed and even kissed me before
giving me a card with her name, address and phone
number.  After another kiss we parted ways.

      Upon arriving at Mary's home, she introduced me
to her family, which consisted of her mother, father
and two younger brothers.  We retreated to her
bedroom to talk and play music.  I told her all about
the woman on the train.  That excited her and she
wanted me to give her all of the details.  As I
recounted how she had masturbated me, she started
rubbing her own crotch.  While I continued telling her
my story I reached over and slipped my hand under
her dress to play with her panty clad pussy.  We
eventually got around to sucking each other's pussy
until we had an orgasm.

      I had an idea, and asked, "Can you get permission
to come home with me, and I will call home and ask to
spend the night with you.  That way we can spend the
night with the women I met on the train!  It would be
great fun for the two of us to have sex with her!
She is also an Italian!"

      Mary went and asked her mother, "Can I go home
with Samantha and spend the night with her?"

      Her mother agreed and even helped pack a travel
bag with a nightgown, changer of clothes and her
toothbrush and hairbrush.  While they were doing
that I called my mother and sked her if I could spend
the night at Mary's.  Of course she was pleased that
I called, and gave me permission.  Then I called
Carlotta and asked, "Hello...can I bring a friend with
me to spend the night?"

      Carlotta was pleased when I called, and she was
thrilled when I asked if I could bring my friend for a
visit.

      It was only a short walk to Carlotta's home.  We
were greeted with warm hugs and kissed, even before
I introduced them to each other.  Carlotta couldn't
say enough about what pretty girls we were.

      I was so damned horny I started feeling up
Carlotta, as she led us to the living-room.  I swear
there is something about Italian women that requires
them to feed guests.

      She insisted on getting us something to eat.  She
had us sit on her couch while she vanished into the
kitchen.  When she reappeared she had a tray of
plates full of a variety of sweets and hot tea hot with
cups and saucers.  She sat the tray on the coffee
table in front of the couch, and came around to sit
between the two of us.

      While we were eating Italian homemade Fig
Newton's, Cannoli's and drinking the tea, Carlotta was
asking us to tell her all about ourselves.  Mary told
her that had always lived in Queens and met me at
school.  I told her that I grew up in Manhattan.  Then
Carlotta suggested that we play 'Truth or Dare.'

     Both Mary and I thought that was a little childish,
but agreed to play.

      Carlotta started off by asking both of us
"TRUTH OR DARE?"

      Mary and I looked at each other, and both said,
"Truth."  On my part it was because I didn't have a
clue, what Carlotta had in mind.

      Carlotta asked both of us, "Have you ever had sex
with a woman or girl, and what happened?"

      I went first. "I met an older woman while
shopping a few months ago, and she took me home to
have sex with her.  It was the first time I had ever
sucked a pussy!"

      Mary was blushing, "I was only 11-year-old when
an older cousin, about 14-years-old, was visiting.
While we were in my bedroom she taught me how to
masturbate and perform oral sex on each other."

      Mary asked the next question, "Truth or dare?  I
said Dare, so she said I dare the two of you to kiss
each other...with tongue!"

      I sure didn't have a problem about kissing
Carlotta in front of Mary.  Carlotta took me in her
arms and bent me backwards as she kissed me.  She
even licked my face and stuck her tongue into my
mouth.

      I felt devilish, "The two of you have to flash your
tits!"

      All Mary had to do was lift her T-shirt up along
with her brassiere to her chin.  Her breasts were
larger than mine and really didn't need a brassiere to
support them.

            Carlotta reminded me of Sophia Loren in her
early movies.  Her skin had a natural golden brown
look that was very sexy.  She had to unbuttoning the
front of the blouse she had been wearing on the
train.  It was a steel gray satin thing suitable for a
business suit.  As she pulled the blouse out of her
skirt her slip came into view.  Under the blouse she
was wearing a full slip.  She also had on underarm
pads to protect her blouse from sweat stains.  She
had to remove the blouse to be able to pull the straps
of the slip off of her shoulders.  It turned out
eventually that she was wearing very sexy matching
bra and panties.  The brassiere was delicate black
lace things that added firm support, but allowed
Mary and me to see her large dark areoles and nipples
through the delicate lace.

      She reached behind her back and unhooked the
back of her bra, and then she held the cup of her left
breast and she used her right hand to pull the strap
off her shoulder.  Then she repeated the maneuver
for the right tit.  As she pulled the bra away from
her body her large breasts spilled out of the cups.
They were heavy and sagged some.  She had large
areolas and nipples that were almost the color of milk
chocolate.

      Carlotta had the next challenge.  Mary and I
agreed that we wanted a dare.  "I dare the two of
you to remove your skirt and panties!"

      We were both feeling wickedly bold.  We stood up
and unfastened our skirts and pulled them down.  We
were both wearing our typical school approved of
white panties.  Mary and mine had been washed many
times and as a result they were thin enough that our
black pubic patches created a dark shadows in the
crotch of our panties.  When we removed them and
tossed them aside, Carlotta couldn't complement us
enough about what sweet looking pussies we had.

      She reached out with both hands and placed them
on our vulvas, and stroked our clits with her middle
fingers.

      Mary asked us, "Truth or dare?"

      Carlotta and I agreed, "Dare."

      Mary said, "Samantha...I want you to remove
Carlotta's skirt and remove her panties with your
teeth!"

      I stood behind her and unfastened her skirt at
the back of her waist.  She helped me pull it down and
stepped out of it.  She carefully placed it over the
back of a big reclining chair.  Her panties matched
her brassiere, and her pubic hair was visible through
the gossamer fabric.

      I tried my best to stick my tongue under the
waistband of her panties.  When I managed to
accomplish that task took hold of her panties with my
teeth.  I had to get down on my knees to pull the back
of her panties down.  Doing so, I was forced to rub
my nose between the crack of her ass.  I smelled the
sweet odor of her asshole.  It took some doing to
drag them down below her knees, so that she could
step out of them.

      When she turned to face me I was eye level with
her crotch.  Her pubic hair was as course as mine and
straight too.  All of her hair pointed towards her
pussy.  I was so close that I could feel the moist heat
emitted from her flesh and smell her pussy.  No one
had to ask me to kiss her pussy.  I licked her hairy
vulva and diddled her clitoris with my tongue.

      Seeing that it was my turn I said, "We might as
well take this to your bedroom!"

      Nothing more was said, Carlotta took our hands
and led us to her bedroom.  Mary was carrying her
overnight bag clutched in her right hand in front of
her body.

      Carlotta assured her, "You really don't need your
bag, because you wouldn't need your nightgown this
evening.

      Mary and I giggled nervously at her comment.

      While Carlotta pulled back the bedspread,
blankets' and sheet, she suggested this would be the
appropriate time to make yourselves comfortable by
removing the rest of your clothes.

      Mary and I didn't have much on, but Mary still
had her T-shirt on and I had my school blouse on.  We
quickly discarded them along with our bras.  We kept
an eye on each other as we took off each item of
clothing remaining in unison.  Carlotta was also
watching us, and was obviously enjoying our little
striptease.

      When we were naked she said, "Please...get on the
bed."

      I helped Mary get on the bed and followed her.
We were sitting next to each other, with our backs
pressed against her pillows and the headboard and
our legs crossed.

      "I want the two of you to play with each other
while I watch!" Carlotta added.

      Mary and I looked at each other, and both of us
reached over and placed our hands on each other's
pussy, and started rubbing.  While we were rubbing
each other's pussy, we watched Carlotta get on the
bed and started playing with her right tit with her
left hand while using her right hand to lay with her
pussy.

      She had long legs and I couldn't take my eyes off
her pubic bush while she was sticking two fingers up
her wet pussy.  The hairs were as coarse as mine and
as straight as mine.  Her labia lips were dangling out
from under the crack of her vulva.

      She only masturbated for a short time she
crawled across the bed to get between Mary and me.
As she turned around I got a good look at her ass.
Her asshole had a puckered smoky gray ring around
it.  As she nestled between us she gathered us into
her arms, and kissed us in turn, before she pulled our
heads down to her breasts.

      Of course we both started sucking on her nipples.
It was all so erotic.  I loved the smell of her perfume
and the taste of her flesh.  While I was sucking on
her right tit I placed my hand on her belly and
started slipping my hand down her body.  I ran my
fingers through her pubic hair.  I sought out and
found her clitoris and massaged it vigorously until she
was making all kinds of pleasing sounds as she had an
orgasm.  Carlotta was not about to pass up the
opportunity to enjoy the taste of a young girl's pussy.

      She all but picked Mary up bodily, and sat Mary
on her own face.  As soon as Mary felt the tongue
probing her pussy she got into it.  She was filling the
air with all kinds of nasty remarks, like "Please stick
that nasty tongue into my cunt, you horny bitch!"

      Carlotta was also mumbling nasty comments into
Mary's cunt.  When they had an orgasm Carlotta made
me get on my keens with my face resting on the
mattress and got behind me.  She spread my ass and
blew air on the asshole.  My asshole involuntarily
puckered tightly.  She stuck out her tongue and wiped
me from clit to asshole.  When her tongue was licking
my clit her nose was pressing against my asshole.

      Mary sat there playing with herself while she
watched me cum.  It was so intense I actually
squirted clear liquid into Carlotta's mouth.

      The sex was great but we eventually fell asleep.
In the morning the alarm woke us up.  We took turns
using the bathroom to clean up.  Mary had a change of
clothes, but I had to wear the same clothes I had
worn yesterday.  In a wicked jester Carlotta gave me
a pair of tinny stretchable panties to wear.

      If school caught me wearing then I could be
expelled from school for a day.

      The three of us headed for the platform to catch
the train back into Manhattan.  While we were
waiting for the train four women approached us.
They greeted Carlotta with comments like, "You
filthy old bitch!  Where did you find these sweet
tasty young things?"

      Carlotta chuckled good naturedly at their jibe.
"You filthy old perverts have probably see Mary on
the train many times.  Samantha is her classmate and
spent the night here!" as she placed her hand on my
ass.

      When the train came to a stop we only had thirty
seconds to board the train.  The women gathered
around us in a tight little circle.  Mary and I didn't
have to cling to anything because we were wedged
between the five adult women.  We had hand all over
our bodies.  Our school skirts were pulled up front
and back.  Hands were finger fucking both of our
holes all the way to our stop.

      When we had to go up to the roof for physical
education during the last period for the day I did my
best to hide the fact that I was wearing sexy
underwear.  Miss O'Brian saw then though and called
me aside.

      She said, "If I tell the principal about you coming
to school in inappropriate underwear you will be
suspended for a few days!"

      "Yes Ma'am!"  I said with all timidity.

      She gave me a wicked smile, "If I don't say
anything I expect you to do me a favor!"

      The prospect of getting away offered me some
hope.  "I will do anything Ma'am you say!"

      Miss O'Brian gave me a wicked smile.  She told me
to follow her to her office.  When we were inside her
office she reached under her white tennis skirt and
pulled down her own panties and sat down in her
swivel chair.  She lifted the front of her pleated
skirt.  She said, "I want you to kiss my pussy!"

      She was a redheaded Irish woman, and her pubic
hair was red too.  She had freckles on all of her body,
even on her legs.

      I was over my apprehension by that time, so I
knelt between her legs and started licking her pussy
with gusto.  It didn't take long before she had an
orgasm.  As she stood up and pulled her panties up
she asked, "Would you like to be my girlfriend and
visit me from time to time?"

      "Oh...Miss O'Brian I would love to be your
girlfriend.  I'm sure my friend Mary would also like to
be your girlfriend too!"

      I called Mary on my cell phone and told her about
what Miss O'Brian had made me do.  Mary was thrilled
at the idea that we were going to have sex with our
gym teacher.

      We waited until the weekend before we visited
Miss O'Brian.  The two of us met on the train
platform in Queens and took the short ride to her
stop.  When we rang her doorbell we were greeted by
our teacher wearing only a transparent negligée.  She
had a short hair style for easy care and quick drying
after showers.

      Mary and I had brought along extra clothes in our
book back packs just in case we needed to change
before going home.

      Miss O'Brian told us to call her Dannie, short for
Daniela.  Then she ushered us into her modest living
room.  She still assumed the air of authority.  I guess
bossing girls around just came naturally to her.  She
demanded that we strip in front of her.

      Mary seemed to really be intimated by her
alterative voice.  I had a hard time keeping from
smiling.  I looked upon it all as a sex game.

      We dropped our packs and started taking off our
clothes.  When we were both naked Dannie demanded
that we take turns sitting on each other ankles, so
that the other one could do sit ups.  The thing she
wanted us to do on the sit up wad to stick our nose in
each other's pussy.  We did that until we were
sweating profusely.

      Dannie had a stationary bicycle in her living room
and was riding it while we worked out.  She also
worked up a good sweat.  When all of us were dripping
with sweat she sat on her coffee table with her legs
spread and told us to eat her pussy.

      She didn't wear any perfume, so she had a natural
body odor.  When I knelt between her legs and moved
my head in between pussy there was a very strong
womanly odor.  It was a smell I had grown to love.  My
nose was so sensitive to the odor I could smell the
crotch of women when I was near them.  I could even
tell by the smell when someone was menstruating.  At
that moment I wanted nothing more than to taste her
cunt.  While I was tongue fucking her she wrapped
her sweaty legs around my heard.  She reacted by
flopping around on the surface of the coffee table
until she announced in a loud voice, "I'm cumming!"

      When she dismissed me, she motioned for Mary
to take my place between her legs.  Mary went to
work feverishly sucking Dannie's cunt.  Watching her
doing that I was inspired to get down on my knees
behind Mary and start licking her asshole.

      Dannie was so impressed watching he licking
Mary's asshole, she interrupted Mary's effort long
enough to get on her knees on the top of the coffee
table and have Mary eat her asshole.

      I was having more sex with older women than a
hooker.  I still cruised the fashionable shopping
districts looking for older women.



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