Date: Wed, 2 Jan 2013 13:05:37 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sex With Older Women, lesbian/adult youth, oeal, g/FFF)

Warning:

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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             Sex with Older Women
                     By
                    Jan

	When I was a child my mother divorced my
father, and had sole custody of me.  She had earned
a nurses degree before she met my father, and had
continued working throughout the duration of the
marriage.  Of course working as a registered nurse
was a struggle for her after the divorce to support
the two of us, because child support from my father
was sporadic at best.

	We had to live very frugally, but as a child I
never realized that we had to struggle to support
ourselves.  Mother managed to shield me from such
distressing realities.

	I was very strongly attached to my mother
emotionally.  She was everything to me.  I developed
a slight crush on her, because I thought she was the
most beautiful woman on earth.

	When I was twelve-years-old she was working in
a medical clinic down town, and became close friends
with a fellow nurse, named Lilith.  She was about 43
or 44 years old, and a relatively attractive woman.
She was unmarried, and vocalized a disdain for all
males.  They had become close friends over time.  As
a result the three of us spent a lot of time together.

	The economical situation of their occupations
ensured that they didn't have a lot of discretionary
income, making it necessary for us to find economical
pursuits to entertain ourselves.  Outdoor sports were
the cheapest way to occupy our time.  We played
tennis and swam at the YWCA (Young Women's
Christian Association) regularly.

	One afternoon Mother informed me that she
had to return to her home town for a funeral.  She
didn't think that I would enjoy such a morbid
occasion, and besides it would add to the expense to
take me along.  She asked her friend if she would look
after me for a couple of days.

	Lilith was agreeable, and I had always looked
upon her as practically a second mother.  As soon as
we put Mom on a bus, we returned to her apartment.
We played cards while we talked.  Eventually the
conversation took up the subject of sex, and she
asked me about how much I knew about sex.  I
assured her that Mom had told me about sex before
I entered puberty.  We discussed sex and how babies
were made, and stressing the danger of unprotected
sex with males until I was ready to take on the
responsibility of parenthood.

	Lilith decided to expand my knowledge of the
subject of sex.  She suggested that we move to the
couch, while she retrieved some books and magazines.
When she returned to the couch, she had an armload
of reading material.  She had produced some medical
illustrations, but that was too clinical.  She showed
me some magazines that were from some
Scandinavian country.  The pictures were of men and
women engaged in sex.  There were a lot of pictures
of oral sex with them sucking each other's sexual
organs, before there were pictures of actual coitus,
and anal sex.  She narrated the illustrations too.

	I did find the pictures fascinating, and studied
every picture carefully.  The people in the medical
text books pictured a variety of appearances from
very attractive to unattractive.  I was intrigued by all
of them just the same.  The magazines pictured
attractive people actually engaged in sexual acts that
were pure pornography.

	While I was studying the pictures she was
sitting next to me with an arm around my waist.  I
was aware of her body heat and the smell of her
perfume, as she was narrating all of the pictures with
nasty words, which was inducing a physical response in
me.  My pussy was making my panties wet.  I was even
aware of the smell my body was producing between
my legs, even before she produced magazines with
strictly lesbian themes.  I have always been rather
shy, so I was embarrassed by the smell I was
producing as a result of the effects of the magazines
and the proximity of her body.

	I have to admit I was being stimulated by the
pictures of women engaging in all manner of sexual
acts with each other.  I was fascinated as much by
the unattractive women as the pretty ones.  She even
had pictures of young girls sucking the pussies of
adult women.  While I was engrossed in studying
these pictures, she started rubbing my crotch with
her right hand, and her left arm was wrapped around
my shoulders.

	She was obviously very experienced at seducing
females.  By the time she removed my panties I was
ready to do anything she wanted.  She also liked to
use dirty words to describe parts of our bodies and
what she wanted to do to me, and what she wanted
me to do to her.  She was very authoritative when she
demanded that I do the things depicted in the
pictures.

	She handled me physically very gently, but I
could tell that she was much stronger than me.  I
didn't resist when she stripped all of my clothes off
of me.  I sat there trying to cover up my crotch with
one hand while covering my tits with my left arm, as I
watched her stand up and remove her own clothes.

	Lilith was in pretty good condition, because of
her addiction to tennis, but time and gravity had
added a certain amount of excess weight and
thickness to her figure.  As she removed her clothing
I developed a lump in my throat, as I witnessed the
exposure of her breasts.  To a youth like me her 38 D
sized breasts were huge, even though there was not
enough support anymore.  They sagged substantially,
making the nipples droop too.

	She stood up in front of the couch to remove
her high heels, skirt and panties.  I had never paid
much attention to the color of her hair before,
because the three of us were just sun bleached light
brown haired females.  When she removed her
panties I got my first look at her pubic bush, and was
struck by just how dark her pubic hair was.  I had
never seen her pussy before, and had never seen a
woman that had a hooded clitoris exposed beyond
their labia major before.  As she turned around to sit
back down next to me, I observed the dimpling of the
cheeks of her butt and backs of her thighs.

	She started off my using her hands and fingers
to stimulate my body.  I was naturally ticklish but the
way she ran her hands over my body caused a
reaction beyond my understanding.  She was very
skilful at kissing.  She took my breath away with her
kisses.  Her hands were soft as she stroked my body.
She ran her hand up my arms and under my armpits,
down the sides of my ribs.  As a 12-year-old my
breasts were only a 33B, but they were as firm as
unripe melons, as her fingers roamed over them.  She
pressed her fingers against my nipples.  The only
thing more erotic than her hands was her mouth.  She
ran her tongue all over my face, neck, shoulders, and
underarms.  I was going mad before she actually
licked and sucked on my tits.

	She eventually laid me on my back on the floor
of her apartment, so that she could concentrate on
the lower half of my body.  She toyed with the newly
grown soft pubic hairs before she lay between my
legs on her belly.  She picked up my legs and ran her
arms under them as she buried her face in my pussy.
She reached up with both hands and grasped both
tits.  There wasn't anything I could do, but place my
feet on her back while she ate my pussy.  There is no
way I can tell you just how thrilling it was to have my
pussy eaten for the first time.  I was moaning like a
wounded animal throughout her licking and sucking on
my pussy.  When I came for the first time at the
hands of someone other than my own hands, I let out
loud cries of "OH GAWD, OH GAWD DAMN!!!"  I
thrashed around making it impossible for her to keep
her mouth on my pussy, so she had to let go of my
breasts and pull her arms out from under my legs as
she sat up.

	When I calmed down, she moved over the top of
my body until she was clinging to my head.  She
started kissing me very passionately.  The smell of
her perfume and the odor of my own pussy juices
smeared all over her face made a lasting impression
on me.  I will never forget that aroma Faberge
Tigress.  We were clinging to each other tightly.  I
wrapped my legs around her waist, while she was
whispering in my ear about how much she liked the
taste of my pussy.  I love the dirty words she used to
describe what she had done to me.  Eventually I had a
strong urge to find out what her pussy tasted like.

	We were both sweating all over the sheets on
her bed, but I pushed on her to let her know that I
wanted her to roll over onto her back.  I had to
release her from my legs too.  We continued to kiss
each other as we rolled over.  I found her breasts to
be very soft under my hands.  Sucking on her breasts
was so erotic.  I wondered what it would taste like to
suck on her breasts and actually get milk from them.
I sucked on her flesh and nipples so hard that she
complained that I was biting her.  Actually I wasn't
biting so much as sucking so hard that her flesh was
being pulled against my lips covering my teeth.

	She started demanding that I get down there
and suck her pussy.  I slid down her sweaty body
while she spread her legs depositing my body between
her legs.  She didn't shave her pubic hair like some of
the women in those pictures, but her pubic hair was
restricted to the Mons pubis.  I spent a lot of time
inspecting her pussy.  I had never been this close to
one before.  I couldn't help smell her pussy while I
parted her inner labia and looked into her vagina.  I
had never actually seen where females peed from.  I
thought her clitoris looked like a little penis sitting at
the bow of a little flesh boat.  I sucked on her clit at
her request.  I sucked, and licked on her pussy like a
kitten licking up milk.  I swallowed the juices flowing
from her vagina as fast as it discharged from her
cunt.  The juices even made my throat sore, like I had
screamed too long.  I sucked her pussy until she
started screaming that she was coming.  She threw
her head back with her mouth open, and let out a
satisfied moan that told me that I had pleased her.

	The next two days we repeated that scene until
I was a thoroughly trained little cunt eater.  I was in
love with her as passionately as any girl could be.

	From that weekend on I wanted to be with her
as much as possible.  I all but abandoned my best
girlfriend to be with her.  My mother must have
thought I had an innocent crush on Lilith.

	I visited her as much as I could for more than a
year.  Then she told Mother and me that she had to
return to the home of her mother to look after her in
another state.  That broke my heart because we
would not get to see each other very much.

	I was very despondent after she moved away.
My best friend had thought I had forsaken her for
some boy, but one night I was crying and complaining
because Lilith had moved away.  That gave me away,
and she realized that I had been seeing another
female.  She felt betrayed that I had been in a
sexual relationship with another female.  That upset
her and made her mad at me, but she didn't know it
was a woman as old as our mothers.

	I broke down and told her everything.  We
started hugging each other in comfort.  That led us
to kissing each other.  We were a little more than
thirteen years old by that time.  Our bodies had
developed substantially, but sucking on her breasts
was not as rewarding as sucking on an adult woman's
breasts.  It was like kissing and making love to a
sister.  I had developed a desire for older women, but
I was shy and inexperienced at recognizing women
that would appreciate the advances if a teenager.  I
was sexually frustrated because of my shyness.

	It took me years to learn how to identify
lesbian women and how to approach them.  Because of
my shyness, when I did find a willing older woman I
became so attached to them that it broke my heart
when the relationship came to an end.  I always
preferred older women.  I am attracted to filthy
mouthed older women that are very horny.

	My most satisfying relationship was with a
woman that was in her fifties that was skinny and
worked in a lesbian bar.  Her body was covered in
colorful tattoos.  She chain smoked, and as much as I
disliked the taste of her mouth I couldn't resist
doing anything she wanted.



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