Date: Tue, 29 Dec 2015 23:09:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Stealing My Wife (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal, F/F, F/fF, F/F, f/f

Warning:

Adult Youth, oral anal, F/F, F/fF, F/F, f/f

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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		Stealing My Wife
                       By
                      Jan

      I like to think I am a pretty ordinary young
woman.  I graduated from a State college, but don't
hold that against me.  I went to work for an insurance
company as an accountant.  It was a rather boring
job, but it paid the bills.  I had only worked there a
few months when my life changed.

      I had fended off the normal office Romeos.  I
had been through a few college romances, and even a
brief romance with a married college professor.  I
was in no mood for an office romance.  It was my
intention to keep my nose clean, and build a resume
that would allow me to work my way into a more
interesting job.  I wasn't that interested in the
office pool gossip, so I didn't make friends with the
office ladies, but eventually an older woman
befriended me.  Her name was Cathy, and we started
having lunch together.  I learned what would
laughingly pass as her life story.  I knew she wasn't
telling me the whole story.

      The short version was that she had a brief
romance that ended with her having a daughter that
was 14-years-old now.  She showed me a wallet size
picture of her daughter and told me that her name
was Valerie.  From what I could tell from the little
picture she was sexy enough to give a cigar store
wooden Indian a boner.

      I told her the story of the life of Roseann over
coffee too.

      One Friday Cathy suggested that we stop for a
drink and make it a night.  I accepted her offer and
we caught the bus on the main street.  It was only
about a two or three mile ride before Cathy stood up,
and I followed her.  The cocktail lounge was a popular
night spot.  There was a mixed crowd in there, it was
crowed.  The dance floor was elbow to elbow.  We had
to make our way to a vinyl booth in the back of the
bar.  We had a few drinks and even danced with a few
wood be wolves, but we politely rejected their
flirtatious propositions.  We managed to get pretty
drunk before we decided to call it a night.

      She insisted that I accompany her home and
spend the night with her, because I was in no shape
to be on a public bus unescorted.  I was aware that I
was drunk enough to be a danger to myself if I tried
to navigate my way home by myself so I accepted her
offer to sleep over.

      Valerie must have been in bed hours ago.  We
made our way to Cathy's bedroom.  I was more than a
little shy about taking off my clothes and sleeping in
the nude.  I wasn't looking forward to sleeping in my
brassiere and panties, because the bra would be
uncomfortable.  Cathy produced a large T-shirt to use
as my nightgown.  I did choose to leave my panties on,
even though the T-shirt covered most of my thighs.

      Cathy was not shy about undressing in front of
me.  She stood there in front of me as she removed
all of her clothes.  She must have been as blonde as
Valerie, when she was her daughter's age, but with
the passage of time her hair had gotten darker.  She
touched it up with blonde steaks of various shades.
Her body had matured, but the curves were still
fetching.  Her breasts were larger, and her hips were
wider, but she was still as attractive as her daughter.
I was impressed with her mouthwatering breasts, and
the thick brown patch of pubic hair covering her
vulva, as she pulled the pink nightgown over her head.
When her crotch was covered I was brought back to
reality, and realized that I had been staring at her
pussy.  My cheeks felt flushed, as I averted my eyes.

      Cathy pulled back the covers along with the top
sheet of her double bed, as an invitation for me to
get into her bed.  I got into her bed, and she got in
down next to me.  She rested her left arm on the
pillow for me to rest my head on her arm.  As soon as
my head rested on her arm I felt like the room was
spinning, so I rolled onto my side facing her.  I could
smell her perfume and the pungent odor of her
armpit.  At least my head stopped spinning, and I
drifted off to sleep quickly.

      I'm not sure how long I slept, but slowly I began
to feel myself responding to what I thought was a
dream.  It felt like someone was sucking on my tits
and finger fucking my cunt.  When I realized it was
not a dream, I opened my eyes and saw the top of
Cathy's head as she sucking on my left tit, and I felt
her hand stimulating my clitoris.  It shocked me, but
it felt so damned good.  When she looked up and saw
that my eyes were open she kissed me on the mouth,
and asked me if she could eat my pussy.  How could I
refuse her request?

      She went down on me, and ate my pussy like a
ravenous animal.  I became aware that she was
sticking at least a couple of fingers up my ass, while
she was eating my pussy.  I'm not sure just how loud I
was when I had an orgasm, but Cathy placed a hand
over my mouth until I calmed down.  I was sobering up
quickly.

      Cathy moved back up next to me.  As she laid her
head next to me, I couldn't resist kissing her mouth.
She didn't say anything.  It was my decision to engage
in my first lesbian activity.

      I placed my hand on her right breasts and gave it
a firm squeeze.  Cathy moaned, and whispered,
"Gently, please!"

      I whispered, "Sorry."

      I leaned over and took all of her areola into my
mouth and sucked on her nipple like a hungry baby.  I
couldn't have imagined how erotic it was to suck on a
woman's breast.  While I was still sucking on her tit, I
placed my hand on her vulva and felt the fine hairs on
her pussy, just like she had done to me.  Her pubic
hair was moist.  I sought out and found her clitoris.  I
found that I was able to grasp the ridge leading to
her hooded clit with my thumb and forefinger.  I was
able to jill her like she was a boy.  The longer I jilled
her, the stronger the aroma of her pussy filled my
nose.  My mouth was watering in anticipation of
tasting my first pussy.

      I moved down the bed so that I could lie between
her legs.  I had never been that close to another
woman's pussy before.  It was difucult to see by the
moon light coming through the bedroom window, but I
studied it very carefully before a started licking her
cunt.  My tongue was lapping up a slimy liquid that I
swallowed.  I even probed the depths of her vagina
with my tongue.  She started bucking her hips up and
down.  Her actions were smashing her pubic bone
against my face while I attempted to suck her pussy
long enough for her to have an orgasm.

      She pulled me up her body until I was lying on top
of her out breasts were pressed against each-others.
We kissed for a long time.  I couldn't resist humping
my pubis against hers.  As good as it felt we were
exhausted, so we eventually cuddled in each other's
arm as we rolled over onto our sides as we clung to
each other.  We drifted off to sleep.

      In the morning it took me a small amount of time
for me to recognize where I was.  Everything was
unfamiliar.  I was lying in the arms of a woman, the
bed was unfamiliar the smell was different, and it was
warmer that I would have expected.  I was suffering
from a hangover that was causing my temples to
throb.   When I opened my eyes I was looking right
into the face of Cathy.  We were so close that we
were breathing each other's expelled air.  I'm sure
that my breath smelled just as bad as hers.  I
disengaged my body from hers while covering my
mouth with my hand.  My bladder was probably what
had woken me up.  My movement woke up Cathy.  She
smiled at me and also sat up.  Her bladder was
probably also full.

     I was disorientated, because I didn't remember
where the bathroom was.  Cathy got out of the bed
on her side, and came around to help me up, and
guided me to the door to the bathroom.  We were
both in need of relieving ourselves, but she allowed
me to go first.  While I was making a lot of noise
relieving myself, Cather took a new toothbrush out of
a container, and sat it on the sink counter.  She
brushed her teeth while I was busy.  After I wiped
myself and flushed the toilet we exchanged places.  I
brushed my teeth while she sat on the porcelain
thrown and relieved herself.  When we exited the
bathroom to put clothes on Valerie came out of her
bedroom.

      She was in her little baby doll nightgown, and
looking a little disheveled but as attractive as ever.
Cathy and I were both as naked as the day we were
born.  Valarie gave me an apprizing look.  She gave me
a sardonic smile.  The way she looked at me disturbed
me.

      Cathy excused us and we went into her bedroom
to get dressed.  We eventually started making
breakfast for the three of us.  I knew that I was
dehydrated, so I consumed a lot of water.  I had to
relieve myself several times.  By the afternoon I was
feeling better, and Cathy must have been feeling
better too.  She was a lot more talkative.  She invited
me to spend the rest of the weekend with her.

      I laughed, "If I spend another day in these
panties they will be rather crusty."

      Cathy chuckled, "You have a couple of options.
You can borrow some of my underwear or you can go
commando!"

      The thought of putting on some of Cathy's clothes
seemed rather erotic, but the idea of going around
without any underwear on at all was something I had
never considered, and it embarrassed me.

      Cathy selected a pair of her sexiest panties for
me to wear.  She even took my soiled panties into the
bathroom and hand washed them, and hung them over
the towel bar to dry.  We had an enjoyable evening.
We even played a little three handed poker with
Valerie until her bedtime.  When we got Valerie into
bed we retired to Cathy's bedroom.  This evening we
didn't bather putting on any nightgowns on.

      She turned on a small red light that gave the
bedroom a pink glow that was very flattering to her
skin tone, besides we could see each other while we
made love.  The rest of the weekend was a blur of
never ending sex.  We began to visit each other every
evening after that.  We were spending so much time
with each other that I started leaving clothes at her
home.  It was inevitable that I moved in with them.

      Valerie seemed to accept my presence, but I felt
a little tension between us.  I assumed that she was
little jealous of my presence, because I was coming
between her and her mother.  I hoped she would
learn to accept me, if not love me like another
mother.

      One evening Cathy got a call, it was from her
mother.  Her mother told her that her father was in
the hospital, and it was just a matter of days.  Her
mother insisted that she come home to say goodbye
before he goes.  After the call Cathy had to tell me
all about the problem with her family.

      She came from a small town, and her family was
evangelicals.  She had been disowned when she came
out that she was a lesbian, and forced to leave home.
The thought of returning home to face her family
during the family crises was daunting, because she
knew her family would make her time there a living
hell.  They didn't even know that she had a daughter
out of wedlock.

      The next day she made arrangements with our
supervisor for a week's leave, and booked a flight to
Oklahoma City where she rented a car to drive home.
Valerie and I put her on the flight that evening.
Cathy admonished Valerie to be good and do what I
tell her.

      Valerie was quiet on the ride home.  I worried
about how she was going to behave.  After I washed
the dinner dishes and put them away, she did her
homework.  On completion of the task she retired to
her room and prepared for bed.  She bathed and put
on her customary baby doll nightgown before joying
me in the living room to watch TV.  We watched some
silly sitcom that I found boring.  Valerie didn't say
anything while she sat next to me.  Her nightgown
was so short that her crotch was exposed, and she
was not wearing the normal matching bloomers, so her
little blonde pubic patch was visible.  I found it very
distracting.  It made me even more uncomfortable
when she started stroking my arm.  We got a call
from Cathy informing us that she had arrived, and it
was as uncomfortable as she had anticipated.  The
doctors were telling her that they were taking him
off life support and it would be just a matter of
hours after that.  Of course she would have to stay
for the funeral.  After the call it was bedtime.

      Valerie retired to her room, and I took a bath
before retiring to Cathy and my bedroom.  I turned
on the little red light, out of habit.  I was trying to go
to sleep, but it was strange not having Cathy there in
bed with me.  It startled me when the bedroom door
opened and Valerie was standing there totally naked.
Her delicious body was glowing in the pink glow.  She
asked, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

      I assumed she missed her mother and assured
her that she could, even though her naked body
bothered me.  I pulled back the covers as an
invitation for her to join me.  She quickly bolted
across the space and jumped into bed on her mother's
side of the bed.  She cuddled up next to me, and it
felt comforting to have a warm body pressing against
mine, at the same time I felt guilty for being turned
on by sexy body of my lover's daughter.  Just when I
was getting used to her warmth, I felt her hand
reach over my body to take possession of my right
tit.  I should have stopped her, but I didn't.  While
she was squeezing my tit she wrapped her leg over my
right leg.  I could feel her rubbing her crotch against
my thigh.  I had to do something about that.

      "Valerie, what the hell do you think you are
doing?"

      "Since Mother is not home, I felt like taking her
place!"

      "You are too young to be thinking about sex,
especially with me!"

      "Why not   I have known about you and Mother
from the first time I met you.  It has been driving
me crazy listening to the two of you making love
every night.  I know what goes on in here, and I have
to masturbate two or three times before I can get to
sleep!"

      I tried to remove her hand from my tit, but she
latched onto my nipple with a vice like grip.  She was
humping my leg.  She moved over my body and stared
kissing my mouth.  The longer she kissed me the less
resistance I could muster.

      How could I resist, she had a body to die for.
Her breath smelled and tasted like peppermint
toothpaste.  She was sticking her tongue into my
mouth.  Before long I was returning her kissed, and
sucking on her tongue.  When I stopped resisting she
pulled my nightgown up around my neck.  She
massaged my breasts and sucked on my nipples.  I
couldn't believe I was being seduced by Cathy's
teenaged daughter.

      Valerie took complete control and mounted me.
She continued to kiss me, and placed both hands on
my breasts.  She suddenly surprised me by turning
around on top of me.  She placed her knees on either
side of my head and lowered her delicious blonde
haired pussy down to my mouth, while she claimed my
dark haired pussy with her sweet little mouth.  I
hesitated as her pussy hovered over my head.  Valerie
lapped and sucked my pussy as if she were starved.
When she lowered her pussy down to my mouth, I
surrendered and stuck my tongue into her vagina.  We
spent most of the night satisfying each other's sexual
desires.

      I felt guilty the next day at work, but I did my
work adequately, but some of the others noticed my
moodiness and commented on it.  I resolved to put an
end to any further involvement with Valerie.

      Valerie got home a couple of hours before I got
home,.  When I opened the door I was a nervous
wreck.  Just as I had feared Valerie was standing
here in the living room naked.  I tried to explain to
her, "Valerie it isn't right for us to have sex with
each other!  I'm in love with your mother, and you are
her daughter!  You are a child and it is morally wrong
for an adult to have sex with a child!"

      Valerie didn't say a word, as she crossed the
space separating us, and took me in her arms kissed
me, like no child.

      At first I tried to push her way, but she was
stronger than I thought.  She wrapped her arms
around my neck and jumped up and wrapped her legs
around my waist.  Her sudden assault through me off
balance, and I almost fell, before I caught my
balance.  I had to get to a chair before I fell.

     I almost dropped her as I sat her in the Lazy-boy
chair, and fell on top of her.  I quickly placed my
hands on the arms of the chair to catch my weight.
As I hung over her she still had her arms around my
neck, and her legs around my waist and her ankles
locked behind my back.  She refused to stop kissing
me.

      I pleaded, "You can't do this!  I'm in love with your
mother!"

      "Shut up   and fuck me!"

      She clung to me with one arm, while starting to
remove my clothes with the other hand.  She stuck
her hand inside my bra and pulled out my left tit, and
latched onto it with her mouth.

      I couldn't fight her any longer, and I helped her
finish taking off my clothes.  We left them on the
floor as we headed for the bedroom.

      I was amazed at the way Valerie behaved in bed.
No girl her age should be that knowledgeable about
the ways of sex.  She was all over me, as if she
couldn't satisfy her hunger for sex.  She sucked my
tits until I feared they would bleed.  She sucked on
my clitoris like it was nipple she was expecting to get
milk from.  I had several orgasms and her sucking
became painful.  I figured the only way to placate her
was to make love to her like her mother did to me.

      I paid as much attention to her firm little
breasts as she had done to me, before I went down
on her, and sucked her cunt.  I probed her vagina
with my tongue, and found that she was not a virgin.
When I confronted her about her virginity, she told
me that she had taken it with a raw cucumber.  I
assumed that she would relax after I brought her to
orgasm a couple of times.  While she rested after her
second orgasm I rolled over with my back to her, and
closed my eyes.

      I was almost asleep when I felt her hands on my
ass.  She spread my cheeks and stuck her nose
against my asshole and smelled it.  She started licking
my asshole.  I couldn't believe what she was doing.
She was clinging to my hips and licking my asshole.  I
couldn't prevent myself from cumming when she stuck
two fingers into my pussy and jilled me until I had a
wet orgasm.

      When I turned over to face Valerie she moved
back up the bed and rested her head on the pillow so
close to my face that I could smell my odor on her
face.  She kissed me, and I was lost.  I rolled her
over and tongue fucked her asshole until she
screamed out that she was coming.

      I had a sleepless night because I felt guilty for
allowing her to seduce me.  I listened to the rhythmic
breathing of her guiltless sleeping body.  I was wide
awake when the alarm when off.  She showed no signs
of shame, in fact she was couldn't keep her hands off
my body while we did our morning toiletry and got
dressed for school and work.

      Guilt and lack of sleep kept me in a bad mood at
work.  I was sullen and sullenly taciturn all day.  My
office friends knew better than to try and engage me
in conversation.  I didn't even feel like taking time for
lunch.  I continued to work through the lunch hour.

      When I got home Valerie was waiting for me in all
of her naked glory.  I held up my hand to prevent her
from jumping on me again.  "Hold on Valerie   this
can't go on!  I can't do this to you and your mother!"

      It was hard for me to resist Valerie's charms, she
was so fucking attractive.  She made no attempt to
make it easier on me.  She refused to put clothes on,
even during dinner.

      We received another call from Cathy after
dinner.  She assured us that she would be home as
soon as the funeral was over, in three more days.
She added that her brothers and sisters were just as
intolerant of her life style as ever, and she could
hardly put up with their rude behavior.  We assured
her that we missed her, and hurry up and come home.

      Valerie started masturbating herself while we
were talking to her mother.  As soon as I hung up she
waved her finger under my nose.  The smell of her
pussy made my panties wet instantly.  I slapped her
hand away.  I insisted that she go to her room, but
she refused.  I tried to ignore her behavior, but she
wouldn't leave me alone.  I sat in Cathy's Lazy-boy to
watch TV, but as soon as I relined the chair, she
mounted the chair and turned her back to me as she
sat on my face.  I tried to turn my head away but she
covered my face with her pussy.  It was a wonder
that the chair didn't tip backwards.  I couldn't help
myself I gave up resisting, and stuck my tongue into
her pussy.

      The rest of the week we made love the minute I
got home from work.  We would be in bed when Cathy
would call.  I felt like hell cheating on her with her
daughter.  Cathy would tell us about how much she
hated being there, and how she couldn't get home
fast enough.  At the end of the week she called to
tell us which flight she would be on.  We rented a car
and were at the terminal waiting for her.  After the
emotional reunion in the terminal she insisted on
driving home, while telling us about what took place
when she told them she was going home.

      Apparently her mother wanted her to stay for
the reading of the will.  The rest of the family
ganged up on her, so she lost her temper and lasted
out.  "There is nothing in the will for me I'm the one
going to hell, while my three brothers have arrest
records for drunken driving, fights, spousal abuse,
and my two sisters and brother have 10 husbands and
wives between them.  They have children by all of
them.  Come to think of it at least two of our cousins
are in fact our half-sisters, and Connie's the barmaid
at the Broken Spur is Father's daughter.  Hell if they
did a DNA test on everyone within a thirty mile
radius we would have enough relatives to fill the high
school basketball stadium!  In fact Mom the best
thing you could tell me is that I was fathered by a
passing salesman!  I sure as hell resent being related
to these bigoted and racist assholes!"  You can say I
left home after burning my bridges behind me.

      I got a laugh out of her outburst, even if Valerie
didn't.

      When we got home we followed her into the
bedroom while she unpacked.  We hung up her clothes
while she out her dirty undies in the clothes hamper.
When we returned to the living room she sat in her
chair, while I went to make coffee.  When Valerie and
I returned with food and drink, it didn't take long
before Cathy looked at us and asked, "What's wrong?"

      We tried to deny that there was anything wrong,
but Cathy insisted on us spilling everything.  It was
Valerie that finally took me by the hand and
confessed that we had fallen in love with each other.

      Cathy sat back in her chair while she absorbed
this piece of information.  I tried to explain that it
just happened, but she held up her hand to stop me.

      She said, "Valerie   I expected you to bring home
a classmate and announce that you were in love with
her, but I didn't expect you to steal my wife!"

      I had not thought about our relationship in those
terms, but I guess I was her wife.  In truth I was
almost Valerie's wife too.  After thinking about it I
suggested that I find my own place to live, because I
didn't want to come between them.

      Cathy smiled, "It's a little late for that, so let's
make it official!"  She stood up placed her coffee mug
on the end table and took us by the hand and led us
to her bedroom.  I stood there dumbfounded as she
removed her clothes.  She said, "Don't just stand
there get ready for bed!"

      Valerie quickly shed her clothes and jumped into
her mother's bed.  Cathy had to help me out on my
clothes, because I was almost immobile.  She hoisted
me up and placed me on the bed between the two of
them.  It was one hell of a night.  I sucked both of
their pussies and they took turns sucking my pussy.

      I knew this couldn't go on forever, sooner or later
a three way relationship with mother and daughter
was going to lead to disaster.  How was this going to
work?  Was I going to sleep with one of them every
other night and the other one on the odd night?

       Over breakfast I broached the problem to them.
They were reluctant to admit the truth of my
statement, but they finally agreed, but they didn't
want to think about it over the weekend.  On Monday
we walked Valerie to school and caught the bus to
work.  We discussed what we were going to do about
our situation going and coming home from work.  We
couldn't come up with a workable solution.

      When we got home and entered the house we
were greeted by Valerie and another girl.  She
introduced her friend by proclaiming, "Mom I would
like to introduce you to Makana!  That is Hawaiian for
gift, and Makana, this is my other mother Roseann!"

      The girl didn't bat an eye over Valerie's
introduction of two mothers.  Both Cathy and I were
impressed with the beauty of the girl.  She explained
that she was a Hawaiian-Japanese from the Big
Island as she called it.  She had a great figure with
that golden brown hue of the Hawaiians, with shiny
black hair that cascaded down her back to her waist.
Her brown eyes looked like black pools of still water.
Her lips were oh, so kissable.

      While we were admiring her beauty Valerie
announced that Makana was going to spend the night
with her.  She placed her arm around the girl and
kissed her on the mouth.  That night Cathy and I
listened to the sounds of love making coming from
Valerie's bedroom.

      In the morning I had to ask Makana about her
own mother and father.  She told me that her mother
divorced her father, and moved to the mainland to
get away from him.  I also asked her if her mother
would be upset, if she knew what she and Valerie had
been doing last night.  She smiled, "my mother and I
are lesbians.

      Cathy and I had to invite them to have dinner
with us.  Her mother was a more mature version of
her daughter, and the five of us became very close
friends.  It was a relief for me that Valerie had
found a girlfriend, and opted to let me be, because I
was terrible at resisting her advances.



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