Date: Fri, 16 Nov 2012 14:26:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Seducing a Good Girl (lesnian/adult youth, oral, g/gF)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between an
innocent girl and other a daughter and her mother.
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               Seducing a Good Girl
                       By
J                      an

	My story starts in a community called Apple
Valley, located above five thousand feet in the
western part of the San Bernardino Mountains, of
southern California.  When you think of apples you
don't think of southern California, but because of the
elevation this small community has been able to grow
a variety of tasty apples.  In the fall when the apples
ripen the flatlanders flock to our small town to pick
their own apples, and shop in the local business.
Every restaurant sells apple pie and cobbles by the
slice or whole pies.  We can apples and press apples to
bottle cider, make apple wine, and apple vinegar that
is sold in every store and even alongside the roads.
My family was drawn to the community because it was
normally a small town with just a few hundred
inhabitants.

	My parents were fundamentally very religious.
My mother and I dressed in very conservatively in
simple cotton dresses that reached our ankles, long
sleeves, with lace collars around our necks.  We only
trimmed the split ends from our dark hair, so we
tended to wear single brads that hung down our backs
to our waists.  When the flatlanders invaded the
area, they often ask if we are Mormons, Quakers or
something like that.  We do our best to be polite
when we try and explain our religious beliefs.

	As a result of my parents beliefs, they home
schooled me.  They tried to reduce the possibility of
my being corrupted by contact with children with
conflicting beliefs.  As a result I had a very naive
innocence about sexual matters.

	I'm sure it embarrassed my mother terribly
when I reached puberty and she had to explain to me
the changes taking place in my body.  As a result she
frightened me, when she told me about how children
were made.  I couldn't believe my mother actually
endured my father doing those things to her.

	As a child I had worshipped my father, but
after my mother told me the facts of life I was
frightened by all males.

	I did play with a few of the neighbor girls when
I was allowed.  Most of our neighbors respected our
families' right to their religious beliefs.  Sometimes
their language would be a little profane, and that
would embarrass me.  Over a couple of years I
developed a close relationship with one slender blonde
girl that also dressed conservatively.  Our family
assumed that her family had similar religious beliefs
as our own, but had never discussed their beliefs with
them.  We just never felt comfortable discussing
religion with other families.

	My blonde headed friend was named Elizabeth.
As our friendship grew, I became curious about the
fact that her family often spent their weekends out
of town.  I assumed they were going down to the
flatlands to visit family or something like that.  When
I asked Elizabeth about it she got very nervous about
the subject.  Eventually one day she told me, "You
can't tell anyone about what I'm going to tell you!"

	Secrets were not a comfortable subject for me,
but I agreed to never tell anyone.  She told me, "Our
family is nudists.  We spend our weekends at a nudist
resort not far from Apple Valley."

	I was shocked to think that my best friend and
her family went someplace where everyone took off
their clothes.  It took me a pregnant moment to
absorb the mental picture of them naked.  Her
parents were very much like my parents, of course
her mother had dark blonde hair and her father had
light brown hair with a beard.

	Elizabeth broke the silence, "We are normal
people...we just enjoy activities with other people
that prefer nudity.  There is no false modesty when
you see everything of another person's body."

	I was curious about what they did while they
were there.  Elizabeth casually told me that they did
a lot of things, older adults played cards and such.
They played team sports like volleyball and baseball.
There was a swimming pool that was used a lot.
There were hiking tales and horseback rides.  There
were cabins, but some like to backpack and camp out.

	I was trying to picture my blonde friend doing
these things naked.  I tried to visualize what her
body would look like naked, but I was comparing her
body to what mine looked like.  I had a lot to think
about.  We continued playing with each other for a
couple of days before I asked her if they were going
to the resort this weekend.  She smiled and assured
me that they were.

	Elizabeth asked, "Would you like to come along
with us?"

	I blushed beat red, "I don't think I could take
my clothes off in front of strangers."

	Elizabeth assured me, "You don't have to take
your clothes off if you don't want to.  Most of the
hikers and horse backers wear clothes because they
might run into non-club members on the trails."

	I eventually agreed, because I was curious.
Elizabeth went home with me, to plead my case with
my parents to allow me to spend the weekend with
her family camping.  There was no mention of the
fact that it was a nudist resort.  She assured them
that there was swimming pool and a lot of outdoor
activities.

	With her assurance that we would be safe with
her parent's supervision, my parents agreed to let me
go with them.  I packed a simple bag with clothes for
a couple of days, including a vey concretive one piece
swimming suit.

	Elizabeth's parents were pleased to allow her
daughter to bring along her friend.  They were telling
me all about the activities that the two of us could
participate in.  It was only about a forty-five minute
drive to the gated resort.  It was late by the time we
checked in.  We were assigned a cabin.  Her father
parked his car alongside the cabin, and we carried in
the luggage.  The cabin had a small kitchenette, two
bedrooms and a bathroom.  Elizabeth and I were
sharing one bedroom.  There was a folding luggage
rack we could toss our bags onto, and a double bed.
It was obvious that we would be sharing the bed.

	I sat on the bed, while Elizabeth proceeded to
take off all of her clothes.  There was no more
guessing what she looked like.  I had been all wrong
about what she looked like naked.  I could tell from
the way her dress fit her that her breasts were not
any larger than mine.  I had assumed that her nipples
would be a dark as mine.  Her areolas were as pink as
her lips, and her nipples were inverted.  We were
both just entering puberty so we just had a few hairs
on our vulvas.  Where my pubic hair was as dark as
could be her pubic hair was so blonde, and was almost
invisible.  When she was undressed she jumped on top
of the bed, and crossed her legs.

	I was too embarrassed to allow her to see me
naked.  I removed my clothes with my back to her.  I
quickly pulled my cotton flannel nightgown over my
head.  When I joined her on the bed, she kissed me
and we covered our bodies with a sheet because of
the warm night, and turned off the light.

	We were just beginning to cuddle together and
talking, when the door opened and Elizabeth's mother
entered.  The light behind her silhouetted her body
in the door.  As she approached the bed I could not
make out much about her body, but I could see light
shinning though her pubic hair dangling between her
legs.  I knew she was naked before she leaned over
our bodies to kiss us.  She was on my side of the bed,
so she placed her right thumb on my tight jaw and
her fingers on my left jaw as she turned my head up,
so that she could kiss me on my lips.  Then she leaned
over my body to kiss Elizabeth the same way.

	When she leaned over my body her breasts
brushed against my face.  I couldn't believe that she
was actually dragging her breasts against my face.
Her breasts were warm, soft and smelled so nice.
The nipple of breasts actually brushed against my
lips.  When she finished kissing her daughter, she
came back to me and grasped my jaw again, and
looked into my eyes as she softly said, "I hope you
have a great time this weekend and feel comfortable
with our life style.  We would love to accept you into
our family!"  When she kissed me again, the kiss was a
long soft kiss on my lips.  As she stood up she turned
to leave the room, and said, "Have fun girls!"

	As she departed I admired her body, before
she closed the door, plunging the room into darkness.

	I was terribly embarrassed to have my body
pressed against Elizabeth's naked body, but her body
radiated warmth that felt good.  She wrapped her
arm around my body, and flung a leg over mine.  She
kissed me.  Her face was so close to mine that I could
smell her breath.  I felt her fingers rubbing my
nipples through my flannel nightgown.  I lay there
struggling with me feelings.  I had been taught not to
let anyone touch my body inappropriately, but it felt
so good.  I half heartedly pleased, "You shouldn't be
doing that."

	Elizabeth continued kissing me, as she said,
"Doesn't it feel good?"

	I simply moaned, as she continued playing with
my nipples.  She started running her hand down my
body to my thigh.  Then she rubbed the front of my
pussy.  I tried crossing my legs to prevent her from
touching me there, but her legs had my leg in a tight
grip.  I couldn't prevent her from rubbing my pussy.
It didn't take long before my flannel gown was
sopping wet.

	I was afraid of making too much noise and
bringing her mother and father to our room to find
out what was going on, besides it did feel good.  I
held my breath as she pulled my nightgown to around
my waist.  When she started stroking my pussy again,
I relaxed my legs.  She was defiantly an expert at
playing with a clitoris.  I hardly knew what the little
lump of flesh was at the time.  Mom had only told me
the name.  I had no idea what it was for.

	Elizabeth stopped long enough to take hold of
my wrist and pulled my hand between her legs.  When
I did move my hand, she started pulling my hand up
and down the bulge of her mound until I started doing
to her.  Then she returned to playing with my pussy.
We were both moaning quietly and whimpering soon.
She reached a quivering cum before me.  At first I
thought I had hurt her.  When she stopped shaking,
she continued playing with my pussy.  At some point I
feared that I was going to pee.  I tried to hold it, but
Elizabeth whispered in my ear, "Let it go!"  When I
did a warm feeling rushed through my body leaving
me so relaxed that I felt like I couldn't lift my arms
and legs.  She asked, "Was that as good for you as it
was for me?"

	I had no idea that I had just had my first cum.
I couldn't describe my feelings to her.  I gave up
trying to speak and simply kissed her.  It shocked me
when Elizabeth forced her tongue into my mouth, but
it was exciting the way she swabbed the inside of my
mouth with her tongue, and dulled with my tongue.
Our noses were so close that we were breathing each
other's air.

	We repeated playing with each other's pussy
several times before exhaustion forced us to fall
asleep.  I was terribly embarrassing the next morning
when Elizabeth's mother came in to wake us up.

	The sheet was a rumpled mess at the foot of
the bed, and we were clinging to each other.  My
nightgown was still up around my waist.  I was
mortified, surly, she knew what we had been doing
last night, but all she said in a pleasant voice was,
"Girls...it's time to get up!  You don't want to miss
breakfast!"

	We rubbed our eyes vigorously with our fingers
and the backs of our hands.  Elizabeth kissed me
before she virtually crawled over my body.  She ran
to the bathroom.  As I sat up, I asked her mother,
"Should I put on clothes?"

	She gave me a warm smile, "Honey that is
totally up to you.  No one would be upset if you don't
feel comfortable about nudity."

	I put on a tank top, shorts and shower shoes.
For me that was almost nudity.  I did have to pee, as
soon as Elizabeth came out of the bathroom.

	Elizabeth's parents had put on shorts, out of
respect for my shyness, and her mother put on a
simple halter top on.  Her breasts were very nice
looking.  Her father had a hairy chest.  I was thankful
that he didn't flaunt his sexual organ in front of me.
Elizabeth chose to go in the all together.

	As we crossed the open space between the
dining hall and the cabins I witnessed a number of
other campers joining us.  Some were dressed in
casual ware, but a number of them were naked.  I
don't know what I expected.  The men, women and
children were so casual about walking around totally
naked.  If I had thought they would all be beautiful, I
was quick to notice that most of them were far from
beautiful.  Most of the men were fat potbellied.
Their cocks were hardly noticeable tucked into large
balls, wedged between thick thighs.  The adult women
were no better.  They were fat too, and their butts
sagged as much as their breasts.  Oh...there were
some adults that had attractive figures.  There were
some girls that looked very attractive, and some boys
were well endowed, but they were flaccid.  There was
a group of boys approaching the hall and were horsing
around.  One of them suddenly had his cock spring to
attention.  Another boy chucked and flipped his
finger against the tip of the boy's cock.  It quickly
went limp.

	We got in line and filled our trays just like a
school cafeteria.  We headed for an empty round
table.  A couple of couples joined us at our table.
They were also dressed casually.  They asked
permission to join us.  They introduced themselves to
us, and indicated that this was their first visit to this
resort.  They told us that they were a little shy about
getting undressed right away.

	They also complimented Elizabeth and me for
being such attractive girls.  Elizabeth was quick to
explain that I was her girlfriend, and this was my
first visit to a nudist resort.

	Both couples assured me that I would soon feel
comfortable with my nudity.  There was a lot of
discussion about what activities they enjoyed and
planned to participate in.  They inquired if there was
going to be a beauty contest.  Elizabeth's parents
assured them that there would be.  I wondered what
that was all about, but kept quiet.

	Later Elizabeth took me on a tour around the
facilities.  We witnessed a couple of volleyball games
going on at the same time.  One was adults and the
other was teenagers.  The first game was almost
comical, watching chubby old people's bodies jiggle as
they chased after the ball.  The other game was more
completive.  Shuffleboard, lawn bowling and bocce
ball appeared to be games of choice for senior
citizens.  I enjoyed visiting the stables.  By the time
we made our way to the swimming pool it had warmed
up enough that the prospect of jumping into the cool
pool was inviting.

	I was reluctant to take off my clothes to go
swimming, but everyone was naked, so I reluctantly
took off my clothes and jumped into the pool with
Elizabeth.  There were only a few adults actually
swimming laps, most of them were just standing
around talking while splashing water their shoulders
to keep cool.

	Elizabeth had a pretty good tan, where I had
never exposed my flesh to direct sunlight.  It didn't
take long before my skin was glowing.  Elizabeth was
kind enough to suggest we get out of the sun, when
she notices me turning red.  We headed for the
recreation hall to get out of the sun.

	There was a basketball game going on.  We got a
couple of cool soft drinks and settled back in the
bleachers watching the game.  Later in the day
Elizabeth insisted that we take a walk on one of the
trails.  At least the pine trees created shade for my
sunburned body.  We followed a tail that pretty much
followed a creek up the mountain.  At one point
Elizabeth turned off the tail, and crossed the creek.
She led me to small clearing surrounded by brush and
cedar   trees.  The peppery smell of the cedar trees
was refreshing.  I could hear a hammering noise like
someone banging wood against wood.  Elizabeth
assured me that the sound was woodpeckers making
hole to store seeds for the winter.  The only other
noise was the sound of wind rustling through the
trees, and the sound of running water.

	The ground was covered with a thick blanket of
pine needles.  So we chose to sit on a large flat rock.
Elizabeth sat behind me.  She placed her legs around
my waist and used her heels to spread my legs open.
She placed one arm over my shoulder and the other
arm under my arm.  She grasped my budding breasts
while kissing the side of my neck.  When I turned my
head she stuck her tongue into my mouth.  Her hand n
under my arm, slide down my body, to toy with my
pussy.

	I was frightened that we would be discovered,
and begged her not to do that to me.  She assured me
that we were safe.  She continued playing with my
pussy and breast until I started gasping for air, while
having another cum at her hands.

	When I recovered she pushed me down so that
I was kneeling on a bed of pine needles, facing her
crotch.  She took hold of my thick braid and pulled
my head against her pussy.  I was frightened about
actually putting my mouth against her pussy.  Her
pussy was wet and smelly.  When she smashed my
face against her pussy, the hairs tickled my nose and
the labia spread open and molded to the shape of my
face.  I could breathe while she demanded that I lick
her cunt.  When my lungs were hurting foe air, I
struggled to lift my head up enough to catch my
breath.  As soon as I filled my lungs, she rammed my
head back against her cunt.  She made me do that
until she finished moaning and sighing through a
climax.  We rested for awhile before making our way
back to the creek.  We knelt beside the creek to
drink the cold water.

	By the second day Elizabeth was masturbating
me in the pool.  It was exciting to have her doing that
right in front of all of the people in the pool.
Elizabeth and I made love to each other that night
like a couple of animals.  I couldn't believe that her
parents couldn't hear all of the commotion going on.

	On the ride home Elizabeth's mother asked me
if I had a good time, and did I want to do it again?  I
told her that it really had been more fun than I had
ever had before.  I assure her that I really did want
to join them again.

	Back home a whole new world had been opened
to me.  I did my best to hide my masturbating at
night from my parents.  It was fortunate that my
parents didn't invade my privacy while bathing or
getting ready for bed, or they would have discovered
that my body was sunburned all over.

	One afternoon I let my mother know that I was
going to visit Elizabeth.  When I walked through the
orchard to her house, Elizabeth's mother answered
the door.  When I asked about Elizabeth, she told me
that her and her father had gown down the hill to
San Bernardino to get the truck serviced.  They
would be back until later that night.  She invited me
in to keep her company.

	She offered me a glass of cider.  I couldn't
refuse the offer.  We took our glasses out onto the
back porch to enjoy the cool shade.  While we were
sitting in the glider, she insisted that I call her Carol.
Then she shocked me by asking, "Did you enjoy the
way Elizabeth made love to you?"

     The question stunned me.  I couldn't deny what
had been going on.  While I sat there with my heart
pounding, Carol put her arm around my shoulders.
"Don't worry honey sex is as natural as breathing.  I
encourage Elizabeth to express her feelings openly.
I have to admit that I find you very attractive!"

	I sat there stunned as she reached across my
body and felt my young breast.  My conservative print
dress buttoned down the front.  She set about
unbuttoning my dress.  As soon as she had a few
buttons undone, she slipped her hand in and down the
front of my full slip.  She molded my budding left
breast in her hand.  I almost fainted when she kissed
my mouth like Elizabeth likes to do.

	She licked my mouth, and stuck her tongue into
my mouth and fought with my tongue.  Both of us had
consumed our cider, so our breaths were the same as
we shared the same air between our faces.  She
suddenly removed her hand from my dress.  My tit
actually felt cold from the lack of heat of her hand.
She simple pulled her halter top to the sides of
bother of her breasts.

	Carol's breasts looked like larger versions of
her daughter's.  The areolas were larger, but were
just as pink as Elizabeth's.  The nipples protruded
more like my own.  Of course she did have a lovely tan
from the hours spent in the nude.  She let me admire
her breasts for a moment before she took hold of my
wrist and placed my hand on her right tit.

	Her breast was much larger than my hand, but I
enjoyed the feeling of her soft flesh in my hand.  I
could help scanning the area as if someone might see
what we were doing.

	Carol assured me, "Honey...no one is going to see
what we are doing back here.  The orchard covers a
huge area.  I relented, and boldly felt her tits.  She
even lifted her left breast up and pointed her nipple
at my mouth.  I sucked on her nipple like I was a
baby.  I actually hoped I could get milk out of it.  I
wondered what it would taste like.

	While I was sucking on her tit, she set about
pulling up my long dress.  There was quite a bundle of
material in my lap by the time she had my panties
exposed.  She slipped her hand down the front of my
panties.  She seemed to enjoy curling my pubic hair
around her finger.  She was very skillful at playing
with my pussy.  She brought me right to the edge of
cumming several time, and would stop short of making
me cum.  I was about to go mad by the time I
grabbed her wrist and rammed her hand against my
pussy, and let out a wild cry of purse please.

	Carol withdrew her hand and smelled her
fingers before sucking them clean.  It embarrassed
me to witness her actually smelling my pussy juices
and tasting them with such obvious relish.  She pulled
my leg over the back of the glider, so that I could sit
up.  Carol placed my right leg over the back of the
glider.  My left foot was dangling short of the deck.
Then Carol leaned over and placed her face against
my pussy.  She licked all of the juice my pussy had
oozed out of my vagina.  She spent so much time down
there eating my pussy that I had cum at least three
times

	I was exhausted by that time and begged Carol
to let me rest.  She pulled me into her arms and
kissed me sweetly.  My head was resting on her left
tit while I looked up into her eyes, and asked, "Should
I do what you did?"

	Carol gave me a tight hug and said, "Honey you
don't have to do anything you don't want to do!  I just
love eating young pussy!  She started belly laughing at
that point.

	My head was bouncing on her soft breast.  I
thought about it and figured that I had already
sucked her daughter's pussy, so why not find out if
her mother tastes the same?  I used both hands to
fumble with the top button of her shorts.

	At that point Carol brushed my hands aside and
quickly pulled her zipper down.  She stood up quickly,
causing the swing to start swinging back and forth.
She stepped away and pulled down her shorts.  My
eyes were immediately drawn to her panties.  My
mother would never be caught dead in panties like
that.  They were black lace things that barely
covered her crotch.  When she turned around to sit
down I saw that both of the cheeks of her butt were
staring at me.  Before she sat down she pulled the
panties down.

	Carol grabbed the pillow and stuffed it between
the chains at her end of the swing, before she sat
down.  She made a big gesture swinging her left leg
over the back of the glider.  I couldn't believe how
beautiful she looked laying there.  Her blonde hair
was a little darker than Elizabeth's and her pubic hair
was even darker, but it was as fine as baby's hair.  My
own hair was as coarse as steel wool.  I just had to
find out how soft it was.  The smell was so familiar,
because it was just like Elizabeth's.  Her clitoris
protruded, and begged to be sucked.  I placed my
mouth over her clit and kept my mouth open as I
sucked on it.  Her clit vibrated against my lips and
there was a lot of noise as I sucked on her clit, both
from the flabby sound of her flesh vibrating against
my lips, and Carol's exclamations of joy could have
been heard in another county.

	I was in no hurry to leave the crotch of this
woman.  I rested there with my chin resting on her
pubic bone for the longest time.  There came a time
when both of us had to sit up.  We clung to each
other.  I smothered her breasts with wet kisses,
while she kissed the top of my head.

	When I went home I knew that eventually my
parents would find out about what I was doing with
Carol and Elizabeth, but for the time being I was
going to enjoy the moment.



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