Date: Sun, 28 Aug 2016 15:03:54 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Woman (Lesbian/Adult youth, oral, f/F

Adult Youth, oral 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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                    The Woman

                      By
                     Jan

      My mother divorced my father because of his
infidelity.  Our standard of living was reduced
substantially.  We had to move into a modest dwelling
in a working class neighborhood.  Mother was a
modest woman and did her best to bring me up right,
but I was a horny girl of twelve.

      We had been living in the home for about a year
when an interesting woman moved into a neighboring
house.  I was fascinated by her because she was so
different from any woman I had known.    One look at
her and my mother warned me to talk to her.

      She was a full figured Mexican woman with
bleached blonde hair with very dark roots.  She wore
bright colored clothes that showed off her body.
She was obviously proud of her body.  On weekends
she often went out at night, only to return early on
the morning.  Mother told me that she was probably a
whore, but I never saw her in the company of men.

      I was fascinated by her.  I kept an eye on her.
She obviously worked during the day, just like my
mother.  Even in her work clothes she showed off her
large breasts and big butt.  I wanted to talk to her,
but I couldn't do it while mother was around.

      One evening Mother told me that Grandmother
was having a gallbladder operation and she needed to
go home to look after her while she recovered.  She
added that she was entrusting me to take care of
myself and keep the house clean.  She assured me
that she would return as soon as Grandmother could
look after herself.  I assured her I would be fine.
Shortly after mother had departed I realized that in
Mother's absence I was free to try and befriend out
exotic neighbor.

      I planned my move carefully by selecting what to
wear.  I started off by selecting a tight fitting pair
of pink panties I had worn three years ago because
they fit me like hip huggers.  It was embarrassing for
me because at 13 my breasts were still so fucking
small.  I was only a 34 A cup, so a brassiere was not
necessary.   The next item selected was a tight
fitting baby blue polo shirt.  I had deliberately cut
off an old pair of jeans so short that I could never
let my mother see them.  I had washed then several
times to make the legs get the shredded look.  I had
even cut the white pockets short enough that they
wouldn't stick out from under the legs.  The last thing
was to select colorful Sketchers and petty socks.

      I made sure to be outdoors when she got home
from work and waited for her near her home.  When
she came walking up the sidewalk I introduced myself
to her and she told me her name was Gloria.  She gave
me a big smile and invited me in for a Coke.  An offer
I couldn't resist.

      There was nothing unusual about her home.  It
looked like a copy of our own home except she had
colorful Mexican blanket's covering the couch and
chair.  She told me to have a seat on the couch while
she went into the kitchenette.  I heard the
refrigerator door open and the hiss of cans being
opened.  When she came around the wall separating
the small kitchen from the living room she had two
cans in her hands.  She handed me one as she sat
down next to me by bending her thick left leg and
tucking it under her right leg.  That way she was
facing me with her knee touching my thigh.  The way
she was sitting, her short tangerine skirt road up to
expose her nylon clad thigh, all the way up to the top
of her nylons held in place by straps from a garter
belt.

      She opened the conversation with the comment,
"I have seen you in front of your home several time.
I got the feeling that you were avoiding me!"

      I was faced with the problem of telling her why
my mother had forbidden me from talking to her.  I
must have blushed because I felt the heat in my
cheeks.

      She smiles knowingly, "Your mother doesn't like
me!  I've noticed her disapproving looks.  She thinks I
dress immodestly or inappropriately for a woman my
age.  I couldn't help noticing that she dresses very
modestly."

      I didn't have to respond because my smile told
her the truth of her statement.

      "I suspect that you want to find out for yourself
if I am as loose as your mother thinks I am."

      I blushed again.  She smiled knowingly.

      "Your mother probably thinks I'm a whore, the
way I dress!  The truth is that I'm far from it.
Would it shock you to learn that I am a lesbian?"

      I couldn't believe what she was telling me that so
casually.  I took too long to respond to her question.

      "If you don't know what a lesbian is, I prefer to
have sex with women, and if the thought of me being
a lesbian bothers you, you're free to leave any time
you like!"

      Before she could say anything else I quickly said,
"I was hoping you were!  I would like to find out what
it is like to make love with a woman."

      Gloria gave me a smile that said everything.  "How
old are you?"

      I wanted to lie, but I figured I better tell the
truth, "I'm thirteen now."

      She placed her hand on my bare arm and stroked
my arm.  The mere touch of her hand sent a chill
through my body.  The look in her eyes was as if she
were undressing me with her mind.

      I was staring her monstrous breasts.  They were
bulging over the top of the tight fitting bodice of her
dress.  They looked like they were going to rip the
seams of the dress at any moment.  She couldn't help
but noticed where my eyes were looking.

      She proudly placed her hands under her breasts
and lifted them up and announced, "My breast love to
have someone admire and play with them."

      I couldn't resist reaching out with both hands to
place them on her tits.  I was overwhelmed by the
way they felt.  I swear each tit was a big as a
basketball.  They were held tightly in that restrictive
bodice, but I could feel the soft flesh yield to the
pressure of my fingers.  It was like kneading cold
dough only I could feel her body heat through the
thin material of her dress.  While manipulating her
tits they started to spill out over the top of the
blouse until her areolas and nipples were visible.  I
studied what her areolas and nipples looked like.
They were proportionally as large as her breasts.
The nipples were as big around and as long as the
first joint of my index finger.  I bend down and took
one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked on it as
hard as I could.

      Gloria pulled the front of her dress down, fully
exposing both of her huge breasts.  Now I was free
to play with both of her tits and I did my best to
suck on each nipple while feeling the other one.
When Gloria had enough she stood up and unfastened
the back of her dress and pulled it down her body.

      She was not wearing a brassier so her enormous
breasts sagged half way down her ribcage.  The
weight of them pulled her areolas into an elongated
oval.  She had to struggle to pull the dress over hips.
I was sitting there eye level with her crotch as the
dress finally fell to the floor, and she wasn't wearing
panties.  I had never been so close to a pussy before.
Gloria's pussy was covered with a thick patch of dark
pubic hair.  As she stood there in front of me she
thrust her hips forward to within inches of my face.
The smell of her pussy was very aromatic with a moist
musky aroma.

      I sat there looking up at the sardonic smile on her
face, and I noticed the dark hairs sticking out from
under her armpits.  I hadn't noticed that she had
hairy underarms before.  I had never seen a woman
that didn't shave her underarms before.  I couldn't
explain it but the sight of her hair and smell caused
me to experience the strongest sexual emotion I had
ever had.

      When I returned to looking at her pussy she
straddled my right thigh and moved even closer to my
face.  I reached out around her body and placed my
hands on the cheeks of her ass.  I pulled her even
closer, and stuck my face right into the middle of all
of that hair.  She placed her hands on the back of my
head and pulled my face against her cunt so tightly
that I couldn't breathe.  She was humping my face
until she had an orgasm that covered my face with
her bodily fluids.

      Gloria pulled me to my feet and started
undressing me.  I stood there passively with my arms
at my sides while she pulled my polo shirt out of my
cutoff jeans.  I had to lift my arms up for her to pull
the shirt over my head.  I was embarrassed having
her see how small my breasts were.  My areolas were
no larger than a penny and the nipples looked more
like a boys.  I have always envied the girls with large
tits like Gloria's.  She seemed to approve of my tits
the way she started feeling and sucking on them.

      I complained, "I hate the size of my tits."

      She responded, "Honey, don't worry about them.
Small breasts are sexy, and if they stay small you
won't have back problems like me."

      It had never dawned on me that women with big
breasts had physical problems.  That didn't stop me
from admiring her tits though.

      Gloria knelt on one knee in front of me and
removed my shoes and socks before she started
pulling the buttons of my jeans open.  She started
peeling them down my legs and helping me step out of
them.  That left me standing there in just those tight
fitting panties.  It was difficult for her to get her
finger under the waistband of my panties but she
managed, and pulled them down my legs.  After they
were removed she had me spread my legs a little.

      From her kneeling position her head was level
with my crotch.  My blonde pubic hair was not very
thick.  one more thing I envied Gloria for.  Gloria
started probing my pussy.  It didn't take her long to
discover that I was a virgin.  She stopped probing my
vagina and looked up at me as she leaned forward to
suck on my clit.  It was all very thrilling for me.
When I had an orgasm my knees went weak and I had
to be supported by Gloria.  My heart was pounding
and it took a little time to recover.  When I had
recovered Gloria stood up and led me into her
bedroom.

      I was overwhelmed with emotion as I studied her
bedroom.  I could smell perfume that impregnated
everything, and see the way she decorated her room.
It was cluttered with discarded clothes.  I couldn't
help noticing the photographs on the walls and
furniture.  Some of them had her in them, but most
of them were of other women.  I was intrigued by the
earthy attractiveness of them.  Some of them were
full figured and had a mannish look about them.
Others looked like teenage punkers with partly
shaved heads, spiked hair in a variety of bright colors
ranging from vermilion, orange, green or blue.  Their
bodies were covered with colorful tattoos and there
were also pictures of young women that could have
been fashion models.  Some of their portraits had
their naked breasts showing like the 18th century
miniature portraits of mistresses carries in
gentleman's pocket watches.  The bed had not been
made and the blankets were a mess.

      When she laid me on the bed I could smell her
body odor on the sheets.  When she laid on top of me
and started kissing me the pussy juice on her face
had dried but the smell was still strong on our faces.
I could still smell her juices in my nose, but I could
also smell my juices on her face.  We sucked each
other's tongues and felt each other's breasts for
aerials for a long time before Gloria prepared us for
mutual oral sex.

      She turned her body around so that her head was
between my legs and her own pussy was over my head.
I was looking up at the brownish gray lips of her
dangling labia minor and her puckered asshole.  The
hairs around her asshole moved with every breath I
exhaled.  I could smell her asshole and it smelt sweet
to me.  I stuck my tongue into her pussy and ate her
while she was eating my pussy.  I eventually had a
strong orgasm that left me limp for a moment.  That
was when Gloria sat upright, and in doing so her
asshole was moved over my mouth.  There was nothing
I could do to stop her smothering me with her butt.
I surrender to the moment and used my tongue to
probe her asshole.  I must have been doing it right
because she was squirming around and saying all kinds
of lovely nasty things until she screamed, "I'M
CUMMING	!"  She promptly sprawled out on top of me
and I felt her full body weight pressing me into the
mattress.

      It was all so overwhelming the way I felt.  I
wanted to lay there the rest of my life with her on
top of me.  Of course it had to end.  We had to eat.
We also had to take care of our other bodily
functions before bedtime.

      When we went to bed we made love for a couple
of hours before exhaustion made us fall asleep.  She
not only ate my pussy again, she also rolled me up in a
ball with my body resting on my shoulders and my
knees resting next to my ears.  That way my pussy
and asshole were pointing at the ceiling.  I was
completely under her control.  She spit on my asshole
and pried it open with her fingers before she stuck
her tongue into my ass.  Even being held in that
uncomfortable position for so long I still had an
orgasm that left me spent.

      When she spooned me she reached around my
body and placed my hand on her breast.  It was so
comforting to feel her warm body pressing against my
backside.  I slept like a baby all night.  In the morning
as the sun warmed up the bedroom I slowly became
aware the room didn't smell right before I
remembered that I was not in my own bed.  When I
moved it must have woken up Gloria, because her
right hand was covering my right tit and she squeezed
it.

      I rolled over to face her and we hugged and
kissed each other.  Her breath had that sour morning
breath smell, but I didn't notice it after kissing her
for a minute or so.

      We didn't bother getting dressed right away.  I
enjoyed being able to admire her naked body and
being able to touch her as much as I wanted.  We
went back to bed and took turns eating pussy.

      I had forwarded our home phone number to my
cell-phone so that I could answer the phone while
being at Gloria's.  When Mother called I assured her
that I was not making a mess and was looking forward
to her return home.

      I would return home after school, change clothes
and do my homework to kill time until Gloria would get
home from work.  As soon as she would get home I
would make a beeline for her home.  Gloria would
welcome me with open arms.  Some times during the
next two weeks I would spend the night with her.

      Mother called me while I was lying between
Gloria's legs to tell me that she would be coming home
on Sunday evening.  I assured her that the house
would be clean.

      That meant that I would only be able to visit
Gloria when Mother was not round.  I was
heartbroken at the prospect of not being able to visit
Gloria whenever I liked.  It never occurred to me
that a busybody neighbors would tell my mother that
I had been seen visiting Gloria in her absence.

      One afternoon when Mother I got home from
work, she nervously confronted me about how I had
spent my time while she had been away.  She
interrupted my cover story to inform me that I had
been seen visiting that Mexican woman across the
street.  She insisted that I accompany her to church
services and publicly confess my sins.  I refused to
do so.  That was the first time in my life that I had
rebelled against my mother's authority.  Mom
threatened to call the authorities and turn the
woman in.  I assured her that I would leave home and
never talk to her again.  She broke down and sat in a
chair buried her face into her hands and bawled like a
baby.  At that moment I realized that I was in
control.  I told her that I would chose my friends
from now on, and I would not go to church with her
anymore.  It surprised me how easily I assumed
control.

      After I started buying my own clothes to look
like other girls I made friends with some of my
classmates.

      My mother was devastated to see me discard the
modest clothes in favor of clothes she disapproved
of.  I bought dresses and skirts with the hemlines
above the knees, and my clothes exposed my arms.  I
bought clothes in colors and prints in keeping with
fashion.  My previous attire had been the subject to
ridicule, but having abandoned the conservative attire
I was accepted by the girls at school and in our
neighborhood.

      There was one girl in particular that became my
best friend.  Her name was Jean and she was well
built, but she wore glasses and that made her feel
unattractive.  She lived on the next block, and we
started visiting each other's homes and spending a lot
of time in each other's rooms.  One day she asked me
if it was true that I was having sex with an older
woman.

      I was shocked to hear that there was a rumor
going around that I was having lesbian sex with an
older woman.  I was too flustered to say anything.

      Jean placed her hand on my arm, "I didn't mean to
upset you!  I want to find out what it is like to have
sex with a woman myself.  If the rumors are true I
would like you to teach me."

     It took me a moment to recover, and I realized
that she had befriended me because she had heard
rumors that I was a lesbian.  Her hand was still
resting on my arm, so I leaned closer to her and
kissed her on the lips.

      Jean wrapped her arms around me and hugged me
while we continued to kiss.  I felt the desire to feel
her breasts because she was better built than me.
Of course her breasts were not as large as Gloria's
but they were bigger than mine.  I placed my hand
inside of her blouse and squeezed her tit.

      We had to be quiet because her mother could
hear us if we made to much noise.  We started taking
removing each other's panties.  We started off
masturbating each other before we started sucking
each other's pussy.  I felt a degree of power being
the one teaching another girl how to please another
person.

      Having discovered my leadership abilities I found
that other girls wanted to have sex with me.  That
didn't interrupt my relationship with Gloria.  I loved
her and couldn't get along without the feel of her
warmth of her body against me.

      One evening, while we were lying in bed after
eating each other's pussies, the phone rang.  Gloria
reached over my body to pick up the wireless
receiver.  She was lying over my body with her free
hand resting on my pussy.  After the hello greeting
the conversation told me that she knew the woman
she was talking to, and I felt a twinge of jealousy.  It
upset me when she invited the person to drop by for
a visit.  When she hung up, I asked her testily if she
want me to leave.  She assured me that she wanted
me to stay and meet her friend.

      We got dressed before the woman arrived.  I put
the clothes I had worn that day while Gloria put on
slacks and a halter top that was made with two large
triangular panels that would have covered the huge
tits of most women, but in her case plenty of flesh
was visible on either sides of the material trying to
cover her tits.

      When we heard the rap of knuckles on the door
Gloria answered the door and welcomed in the woman,
and introduced me to her.  Her name was Ashley, and
I recognized her as one of the portraits on her vanity
showing off her naked 38 C+ tits.

      Ashly was obviously surprised and disappointed to
find a teenager in Gloria's home.  She was wearing
slutty clothes similar to the type that Gloria would
wear.

       Gloria insisted on Ashley and I sit next to each
other on the couch while she made us drinks of with a
generous amount of whisky and Coke.  When she
joined us I was sitting between the two of them.  I
felt uncomfortable sitting beside a woman that
obviously disliked me.

      Gloria assured Ashley not to worry about me
because I was a quick learner!  To prove her point she
said, "Go ahead Ashley give her a kiss."

      I didn't know how to react when the woman took
me in her arms and kissed me on the mouth.  I found
her mouth to be soft and fragrant as she stuck her
tongue into my mouth.  My body reacted much the
same way it had the first time Gloria had kissed me.

      Gloria placed her hand on my thigh and slid it up
my thigh bringing my skirt with it.  My panties were
wet by the time her fingers touched my crotch.  I
found it embarrassed that Gloria was allowing
another woman to kiss me while she was playing with
my pussy.  Gloria reach across my body to grasp
Ashley's hand and place it between my legs.  The
woman started stroking my pussy.  I surrendered to
their desire completely.

       They laid me back against the back of the couch
as they removed my clothes.  Over the months of
having Gloria playing and sucking on my tits they had
grown to a respectable 34 C size.  Ashley seemed to
enjoy sucking on my nipples, while Gloria removed my
panties.  Then she pulled Ashly's head down to my
pussy.  When she started licking my pussy she didn't
need additional encouragement.  She set about eating
my pussy with relish.  When it was over I suggested
to Ashly that she might like to meet a girlfriend of
mine.  She was excited at the prospect, so I made
arrangements for Jean to meet Ashley.

   When Jean's mother discovered that her daughter
was having sex with an older woman she didn't fly off
the handle.  She asked to meet Ashly and after
meeting her she started having sex with Ashly too.
Gloria, Ashley and Jean's mother conspired to seduce
my mother.

      Jean's mother was a friend of my mother, so it
was a simple matter to invite her to her home for tea.
When she arrived she was surprised to find Gloria
and Ashley there.  After introductions here was a
frank discussion that ended in them talking my
mother into experimenting with group sex where she
of the object of three adult women seducing her.

      I was surprised to learn that my mother had been
brought out.  Mother even fell in love with Jean.



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