Date: Fri, 5 Jul 2013 20:23:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Smelling Pussy (lesbia/adult youth, oral, g/f, 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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Smelling Pussy
By
Jan
I grew up in a pretty normal family with two
older brothers. I was basically an accident, because
I was not a planned child. They even named me
Omega. The youngest child in the family was ten
when I was born. As a result my brothers were
practically strangers to me. The two of them were
protective of me, but didn't understand me.
My parents were both professionals. Dad was a
division head of the operation department of the
local water district, while Mom was a tenured college
professor. Dad was constantly being called out to
solve emergency problems. Mom not only taught
classes, she also had to arbitrate personnel problems
when staff members were accused of unfair grading,
inappropriate behavior or evaluating the course
schedule for future semesters. As a result both of
them were rarely home to look after the care and
nurturing of a growing girl.
They hired a woman to look after me, but at
other times they also hired a teenager to babysit for
me on those evenings they were busy doing whatever
their jobs required.
The woman that normally looked after me was a
woman almost old enough to be my grandmother,
named Martha. She was a nice enough portly woman.
She had gray hair. She wore a size 14 dress. Her
breasts were so big I don't think she was even able to
find a correctly fitting bra. Her bulbous butt was so
large that that it hiked up the back of her dress so
much that even though the front covered her knees,
the back allowed everyone to see the backs of her
legs above her knee high nylons. The one thing I
always noticed about her was that I often could smell
a pungent odor that was very musky. I assumed she
hadn't bathed before coming over to look after me. I
didn't know that women had a monthly flow.
On many occasions my mother called upon a
teenaged girl to look after me when Martha couldn't
stay after normal working hours. Her name was
Janice, and she was about 15 or 16-years-old. I
thought she was a very attractive girl. I was too
young to understand that she bleached her hair. I
actually thought that her brown roots were natural.
As far as I was concerned she had a figure equal to
any movie star, but I was too young to know better.
I didn't understand that she wanted me to get
to sleep as quickly as possible so that she could talk
to her girlfriends on the phone half of the evening.
She had her own special way of seeing to it that I
went to bed early. She would send me off to take a
bath, and get ready for bed. When I would emerge in
the living room with my thin nightgown clinging to my
damp body, she would have me sit on her lap, so that
she could rub my crotch.
It felt good the way she stroked my little pee-
pee. She also allowed me to feel her tits. She would
even take out her tits and feed me one of her nipples,
so I could suck on it until I was tired. She would
carry me off to my bed. She would be on the phone
shortly after closing my bedroom door. I would be
asleep in minutes. That was the common way she
prepared me for bed for several years. As a result
of her stimulation I had my first orgasm a couple of
years before most young girls I was to learn.
The first time I had an orgasm it was so obvious
that she couldn't help being aware of it. Janice got
excited, and asked me to play with her pussy. She
removed her panties and pulled up her skirt to give
me easy access to her pussy.
I found that her pubic hair was a dark brown,
and the smell reminded me of the odor I smelled
when Martha would walk past me. The smell excited
me so much that my pussy itched. I didn't need any
encouragement from her to reach out and touch her
pussy. When my fingers sank into the folds of her
labia I found that little bulb of her clitoris. I found
it to feel slippery with soft skin covering a stiff core.
The more I played with it the raspier her breathing
became. She was obviously enjoying what I was doing
to her. I played with it long enough that my arm was
getting tired, and then she grabbed my wrist and
pushed my hand down driving my fingers deep into
her own pussy. It was like my fingers were being
engulfed in a warm moist bumpy tunnel. She was able
to clinch the opening around my fingers, trapping my
fingers in her clinging opening. She even
demonstrated how she wanted me to finger fuck her
pussy, as she called it. Shortly after I started finger
fucking her as she'd instructed me to do she grabbed
my wrist and held it still. That was when she started
saying all kinds of dirty things.
It frightened me, because I thought I had hurt
her with my fingers. When I tried to pull my fingers
out of her cunt she wouldn't let me. She even pulled
my head towards her face with her other hand, and
kissed me on the mouth very hard.
The pussy massages became a regular form of
entertainment after that. I enjoyed the sex as much
as she did. When I went to bed afterwards I could
smell her pussy all over my hand. I would even use my
other hand to play with my pussy until I would have
several orgasms, and would drift off to sleep with my
hand still playing with my pussy.
One evening while I was playing with her pussy
she placed her hand on the back of my neck and
pulled my head down to her pussy. This time I not
only got a nose full of the smell of her pussy, I got a
mouth full of dark brown pubic hair. She told me to
lick her pussy. At first I thought that was going to
be nasty, but I found that I was just as excited as
she was. The way she acted when she came was
unbelievable.
We rested for a short time before Janice
rolled over on top of me, and went down on my little
pussy. She was driving me wild with her tongue. I
wrapped my legs around her head and locked my
ankles. When I had a very strong orgasm she tried to
sit up, but my legs were locked around her head. She
virtually lifted my body up off of the bed. I didn't
want to let go of her head.
Suddenly Janice stuck a finger up my ass. The
shock of her invading my asshole caused me to unlock
my ankles and let go of her head. She still had a
finger up my ass when I fell back down on the bed. I
couldn't imagine that she would do anything like that
to me, but it did spark another orgasm.
We lay there on the bed resting for a while. It
took some time before we felt like talking. We
discussed what had happened, and she asked me if I
had truly enjoyed what we had done. Of course I was
thrilled with everything she had taught me. I took
that opportunity to show her how much I had learned
by going down on her and eating her pussy while
sticking my first two fingers up her ass. Oral sex
became our favorite pastime.
One afternoon while Martha was looking after
me as usual, I was sitting at the breakfast table
doing my homework, when she happened to walk past
me, and I smelled the familiar odor of pussy. I
suddenly wondered if Martha was also interested in
sex, and wondered if she would be interested in
having sex with me. The problem was how I was going
to find out. After all I couldn't simply ask her if she
liked to suck pussy.
I mulled over all manner of ways to find out if
she would have sex with me. Every time I came up
with an idea I rejected all of them as being stupid.
One afternoon I was particularly horny, and couldn't
wait for the next time, Mom would be staying late at
the college during undergraduate office hours. I had
what I thought was an unknown hiding place where I
could have enough privacy to finger fuck my pussy
long enough to cum.
I thought I was being very secretive as I
slipped downstairs to the basement and into the room
where the forced air heater and air conditioner was
located. There were only a couple of old forgotten
boxes down there that contained nothing of value to
either my mother or father. I was able to find an old
wool jacket in one box that I could fold up and sit on
while leaning against the wall. I reached under my
skirt and pulled my panties down to my knees before
assuming my seat on the box. I started playing with
my pussy before really stimulating my clitoris. I
closed my eyes while picturing Janice's pussy, while I
played with myself. I was also wondering what
Martha's pussy would look like.
I felt a little cooling change in the air
temperature. When I opened my eyes Martha was
standing next to the air conditioner looking at me.
There was no use in trying to hide what I was doing,
but I instinctively tried to cover up my pussy, but my
panties were still down around my knees. I sheepishly
begged her not to tall my parents!
She simply told me to pull my panties up and get
out of the basement.
I stood up and pulled my panties up without
worrying about wrinkles in my panties or my skirt as I
rushed past her to return upstairs. Martha followed
me up the stairs, and stopped me at the head of the
stairs. She pulled me into the family room where she
sat down on the recliner part of the u-shaped
sectional facing the large screen LED television. She
pulled me down on the cushion next to her. She said,
"We need to talk about what I just caught you doing!
Who taught you to masturbate?"
I wasn't about to tell her that Janice had
taught me about sex years ago, so I simply said, "An
older girl at school had taught me about sex."
Martha wrapped her arm around my shoulders
as she asked, "Did you friends have tits as big as
these?" She used her other hand to heft one of her
monstrous tits.
I asked, "How big are they?"
Martha smiled proudly as she held one of them
up close to my face, "These babies are Nature's curse
to me, size G. These are so big that it costs me 150
dollars to buy a new one. That's why I rarely wear
one. The weight of them makes my back ache all of
the time! If it wasn't for the fact that my friends
like to play with them, I would have breast reduction
surgery."
I watched in fascination as she unbuttoned the
front of her simple print dress. She removed one
sleeve at a time. She also had on a full white slip.
She pulled the straps off her shoulders one at a time.
She was naked to the waist. I had always wondered
what her breasts looked like, and now I was looking at
them in the flesh. I had seen the bulges of her
nipples through her dress and knew that they were
large, but I had never suspected how big her areolas
were. When I placed my hand on her breast the heel
of my hand was on the edge of the areola and my
fingertips just reached the other edge of the areola.
The nipple under the palm of my hand was as big as
the first knuckle of my thumb.
Her breast was so soft that it felt like a warm
pillow in my hand. I squeezed her breast until she
was moaning before I took one of those big nipples
into my mouth and sucked on it so hard you would
think I was going to get milk from it. While I was
concentrating on her tit, Martha was feeling my butt.
She managed to hike up the back of my skirt
and stuff her hand down the back of my panties. She
tickled my asshole on her way to grasping my vulva.
She managed to stimulate my clit with her thumb
while she found out I was not a virgin with her
fingers. It is hard to say which of us was enjoying
the sex the most. She was moaning as I sucked on
her tit, and I was moaning against her tit with her
fingers probing my cunt. When she was ready she
stood up.
I panicked because I thought I had don't
something wrong, but she had stood up just to
remove her dress, slip, and baggy panties. A woman
like her has very little lap and her thighs are so thick
that her vulva was nothing more than a thinly veiled
triangle of sparsely placed dark pubic hairs, and the
aroma was familiar and even stronger.
Her actions were obviously an invitation. I
couldn't resist the offer. I bent over and put my
face right in the middle of her pussy. She lifted her
leg farthest from me and bent it at the knee so that
she could spread her legs a little so that I had access
to her cunt. I did everything I had learned from
Janice. I must have done it right, Martha was singing
my praises. I even moved around to kneel between
her legs to admire her pussy even better. It was
good that I was too young for makeup, because it
would have been smeared all over my face.
Having pleased her she positioned me on my
back on the sectional and hovered over me like she
was putting me to bed, but that was not what was on
her mind. She managed to get my entire small breast
into her mouth. She sucked on my tit, until I was
having a hard time breathing. I was making little
animal sounds under my breath.
When she finished sucking on the other tit she
used her tongue to draw a wet trail down the middle
of my skinny body until she found the apex of my
legs, but it was what separated them that interested
her. I was so proud that I had started growing pubic
hair. The way she was licking it, you would think she
was trying to lick my hair off. The best thing was
she had my clit tingling to a rumba tune with her
tongue. When I came, every fiber of my body
responded. The rest of the afternoon was spent in a
very satisfying clinch.
I learned so much from her that afternoon. We
both cleaned up and were doing innocent tasks such
as her cleaning the house and me doing homework
when Mom arrived.
I became very proficient at spotting other girls
and women that had an eye for other girls. When I
would see a girl at school looking longingly at the
breasts or butt of another girl or woman, I would
approach them. Some would reject the accusation
that they were attracted to females, but would
eventually inquire how I knew their secret desires. I
soon had a small following of girls all eager to eat
pussy.
I turned my eye towards women. The first
woman I spotted was one of the female school bus
drivers. She didn't drive the bus on my route, but
one day she drove the bus taking a group of students
on a field trip. I spotted the way she was looking at
the asses of the girls as they exited the bus.
I excused myself from the field trip with an
imagined illness to return to the bus. I sat in a seat
where I knew the driver could see me in the mirror
over the windshield. I deliberately sat there with my
legs open, exposing the fact that I had no panties on.
I sat there rubbing my pussy. I could see her eyes in
the mirror. She didn't reproach me at all, instead she
got out of her seat and came back to stand in front
of me. The door was closed, so no one standing on
the ground could see anyone lying on the center aisle.
I assumed a reclining position on the floor of the bus.
The driver mounted me like a man. She kissed me
while rubbing her crotch against my naked cunt. She
eventually moved down so that she could lick my
pussy. She turned out to be a very good pussy eater.
When she finished bringing me to an orgasm we
straightened up our clothes. I swiftly sat in the back
of the bus by the time the time the teacher brought
the students back to the bus. She even commented
about how flushed I looked, and advised me to see a
doctor when we got home.
On the trip back to school I wrote down my cell
phone number, and slipped it into the hand of the
driver. I was about half way home when my phone
started chiming. I stopped walking long enough to
pull out my phone. The driver wanted to see me again.
I knew my parents would not be home until much
later, so I suggested that she meet me at my home.
I told Martha about the house guest that was
coming for a visit. She was excited about the
prospect of having another woman to share me with.
When the doorbell rang the driver was
surprised when Martha answered the door. She
didn't know what to say. Martha took charge and
assured her that Omega was expecting me! She led
her to my bedroom.
The driver had not even changed clothes. She
was wearing a flannel shirt, blue jeans, and gum soled
high top work boots. Her dirty blonde hair was
cropped short as a man's. She was almost as heavy
set as Martha.
I was lying on my bed with only a thin see-
through dressing gown on. I wanted her to be able to
see me in all my naked glory.
It was obvious that she was inhibited by the
presence of Martha, but Martha stood behind her,
and reached around her body and started unbuttoning
the shirt. She had a ribbed tank top undershirt on
under the flannel. She didn't offer any resistance to
having another woman removing her clothes. The
jeans were unbuttoned and pulled down. She had on
men's boxer shorts. Dark brown pubic hairs were
sticking through the open fly. When she lifted her
arms to allow Martha to remove the undershirt I saw
that her underarms were hairy.
Martha knelt down to remove the boots and
socks, before the jeans were removed. That left only
the stripped boxer shorts to remove. When Martha
pulled them down, I could smell her pussy from my
bed. She approached the bed and got on it with me.
She wanted to suck my pussy again. While she was
doing that Martha got undressed.
When Martha was naked she got on the bed
with us. She encouraged the driver to sit on my face.
She walked up my body on her knees until her hairy
pussy was right over my face. As she lowered her
cunt to my mouth, Martha started eating my pussy. I
was the happiest girl in the world. I ate both pussies
and they not only ate mine that also tongue fucked
my asshole.
I even managed to have a date with the driver,
so that she could take me to a lesbian nightclub. I
could go with her because it was a restaurant. Minors
can enter any adult establishment that serves food.
I was a big hit among the dykes and got to meet a lot
of women hungry for young meat.
By the time my parents found out I was a
lesbian they had to accept the fact that I was not
going to give them any grandchildren.
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