Date: Sun, 27 Dec 2009 19:35:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Christina di Filippo <christinadifilippo@yahoo.com>
Subject: Volunteer Work Ff

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Volunteer Work Ff

I got a summer job! I have been selected by a non-government organization
that helps small town schools all over the country distributing books and
other teaching material.

It is not a high paying job (in fact they pay for my bus fare plus lunch!),
but it will sound right in my resumé and will give me something different
to do in the summer months.

I was assigned to the archives, to help the Archives Manager. That is a
funny title because she works alone and there isn't anybody for her to
manage. Her name is Celia and she is a good looking lady in her mid
thirties.

When we were introduced she was very nice and welcomed me with a huge
smile:

"Welcome young lady. What's your name?"

"It's Chris ma'am"

"Please don't ma'am me. My name is Celia. How old are you?"

"16"

"Good. Do you have any working experience?"

"No ma'am ... sorry! No Celia, it's my first job ever"

"No problem. We all have our first day one day, isn't it? Well, we have a
lot of filing to do. We help so many schools and we have to keep so many
documents that your help is welcome indeed"

My first job was to sort out a pile of paper and put them in paper jackets,
one jacket per school and keep them in alphabetical order. Pretty boring
stuff but I went through it. At the end of the day I went through a pile of
40 or 50 jackets and Celia told me we had to place them in the proper boxes
in the main file area. That area is filled with shelves and lots of those
A-Z file Boxes.

Celia got a library ladder. I would read the name of the school, she would
locate the proper shelf, climb on the ladder and pull the box out. I would
give her the jacket and she would file it and return the box to its
place. Not exactly rocket science.

By the third or fourth case we got to a box that was stored on a very high
shelf. When I looked up and extended the case to Celia I looked under her
skirt and noticed she was not wearing any panties. My face went crimson and
I almost retrieved the case. Celia smiled and said:

"OK, I am secure up here. You can give it to me".

I felt as if I was intruding her intimacy, but then I noticed that each
time we had to file something on a high shelf she would make no effort to
hide her nakedness. In fact, a few times she seemed distracted trying to
find the proper place for the case and would separate her legs, giving me a
great view of her vagina.

Now, I have seen naked girls before, in the locker room at school. But they
were all shy and would not display their pussies to girls they didn't
know. Oh, and they all had hairs on their pussies, which Celia didn't. It
was the first shaven pussy, adult or otherwise I had ever seen.

I must say that I felt really nice looking at Celia's pussy. She didn't
want to hide, fine with me. We kept filing the cases for about one hour and
I had several opportunities to glimpse at her pussy. It was curious, I felt
excited doing it.

When we finished it was almost five and she gave me the rest of the
afternoon off. I went home and showered to remove all the dust from the
archives. When I stripped my panties I noticed they were slightly damp, as
if I had been reading porn (which I do and love).

I have never felt that kind of attraction to a female before, but I confess
I was really excited. I masturbated thinking of Celia's pussy and had a
shattering orgasm.

The following day, when I was going to work I met the older sister of my
best friend. She had worked at the same place during the summer, two years
previously, and she asked in which section I was working. When I said the
archives, she looked at me in surprise and said:

"With Celia?"

"Yes" I replied. "Why?"

"People say that she is a lesbian. Take care".

My face must have gone very red and I said "No worry".

On the way between the bus-stop and my work I thought "Very good Chris,
stuck for two months in the basement with a pussy-flashing lesbian!"

The following days went through very much the same pattern. Celia was all
smiles and would give me some more papers to sort and file. At the end of
the day we had the ladder ceremony.



The weather was progressively hotter and the air conditioning was not doing
its job properly. On Friday Celia showed to work wearing a miniskirt and a
cotton blouse. I would say she was composed. Just.

Late in the morning she told me:

"The weather's too warm. I will remove my bra. If you hear anyone coming,
warn me so that I can run to the lavatory".

My eyes almost popped off their sockets as, in a swift maneuver, she
removed her strapless bra. She had a beautiful pair of breasts, not too
small or too big, showing no sign of sagging. As I quickly learned, looking
through the gossamer material of her blouse, she had large pink areolas and
protruding nipples that were too overextend for the heath in the room.

I wish I could say I was not disturbed by the view, but I was. And the
disturbance showed in the form of a damp heat between my legs. I had this
woman 20 years my senior, in front of me, displaying her body in the most
provocative way. It got my hormones flowing.

As I said, I had never had any interest other than normal curiosity about
females and the female body. Celia was succeeding in changing that.

My porn reading was changing to lesbian stories and lesbian videos of the
mature-seduces-teenager nature. I would masturbate every night thinking of
Celia.

That day she invited me to lunch (having put her bra back on). She was the
sort of woman men would look at, but she seemed to ignore them. When we sat
at the restaurant she said:

"Men! They leer at you as if they were trying to see through your clothes".

I thought "Well, this does not seem to be a problem, at least as far as I
am concerned".

We chitchatted during lunch. She wanted to know all about me, whether I had
a boyfriend and soon she was asking me about my sex life. Out of nowhere
she asked me whether I had ever had sex with a boy. I was highly
embarrassed. I stammered a denial, trying to avoid exposing the secrets of
my few escapades. She then asked with a smile:

"And with a girl?"

I was shocked with her directness. My face, I bet, was deeply red. But, I
must confess, I was excited with her curiosity about my deepest secrets.

"No, never!"

Thank goodness she didn't push it further. We kept talking and she directed
the lights unto herself. She had been married to a very rich guy who dumped
her for his secretary, leaving a huge alimony settlement behind. She lived
comfortably, alone, and had money enough to work for a pittance at the NGO.

"Never wanted to marry again?" I asked

"Noooh! I sort of gave up on men!"

We went back to work. The heat was almost unbearable. She said:

"Tomorrow I will spend the day at the pool".

"Do you go to a club?" I asked.

"No. I live at a penthouse with my own swimming pool. It is slightly larger
than a teacup, but it works wonders during the summer".

"Lucky you!"

"Why don't you come and spend the day with me?"

I felt between excited and threatened. Spending the day by the pool with a
lesbian? Wow! What may come out of this? Dodging the question I said:

"I will ask my Mom", which I would have to do anyway.

During the afternoon she removed her bra again, but the maneuver was not so
swift and I had a good view of her left breast. My panties were getting
damp again.

When we got to the filing session at the end of the day, I found that the
view of her pussy was much better because of the miniskirt. She went
through great lengths to expose herself to me.

When I got home I asked my Mom whether I could go and she let me. I debated
with myself whether I should go or not for long five seconds and called
Celia. She was delighted.

That night I clipped my few and soft pussy hairs very short and shaved at
sides. I packed a bikini and some other stuff and went to bed in a state of
great anticipation. I masturbated wildly 3 or 4 times.

When I arrived at Celia's it was about 10:00 AM. She was wearing a
transparent silk negligee over a small bikini. Her body was beautiful, firm
and tanned.

She welcomed me with a kiss on each face but her mouth touched me too close
to mine for comfort.

"I'm glad you could make it. Let me show you your room".

I followed her.

"Here, you can change into your bikini".

She did not leave the room, which made me extremely embarrassed. I look at
her, as if pleading and she said:

"Go on, it is just us girls here".

I did not want to seem a prude. In fact I was excited that she wanted to
see me.

I disrobed and put my bikini on as fast as I could. She kept her eyes on my
body, on my rather small breasts, on my just clipped bush smiling, but
didn't say anything.

The terrace of her penthouse was above her flat, with a nice garden and a
small swimming pool, secluded from the rest of the world. There were two
easy chairs, side by side and bar behind them. She offered me a coke and we
chitchatted for a while.

She then removed her negligee and I had the full view of her body. I think
mid-thirties is the most beautiful age in a woman, She just confirmed it.

She asked me whether I had brought any suntan cream which I had.

"Let me do it for you".

She took the cream from my hand and spread it through my back, may neck,
the sides of my body. She was sitting behind me and pulled me towards her
and spread it through my belly, the underside of my breasts then the top of
my breasts. Her hand never touched my nipples over the fabric of the
bikini, but, if they had, I would have purred. She proceeded to do my
thighs, nearly reaching my pussy, then my legs and my feet.

"It is my turn now" she said with a smile. "Will you do the honors?" she
asked tending the cream tube to me.

I started spreading the cream on her back and got entangled with the bikini
strap. She said:

"Do you mind if I remove this? I love to suntan in the nude and you have
practically seen my breasts yesterday, isn't it"

I gulped in embarrassment and said "Guilty as charged".

She smiled and removed her bra. I did her back and then she did the same
she had done with me: she reclined back for me to do her front.

I was trembling with excitement. I did her sides, then the underside of her
breasts. Bravely I went on with her breasts and the she purred. I massaged
her breast as I do mine when I masturbate and I must have spent 5 minutes
on her nipples. She said:

"Are you sure you have never massaged a girl's breast. You do it with so
gently. You are making me very excited!"

I didn't know what to say. I started to do her belly and when I got to the
elastic of her bikini she asked me to spread some underneath it because it
moved when she did.

I placed my hand under the front of her very small bikini, reaching the
area where her bush would be, had she not shaved it off. It was smooth and
hot but I did not dare going any further.

She then lay down on the chair and asked me to do her butt. She had long
tanned legs and a round butt. At the instant she was the most beautiful
woman in the world.

I spread the cream on her thighs and butt and, again, she asked me to
spread some underneath the fabric. I giggled:

"Your bikini is so small that I will be touching the cleft of your bottom".

"I know", she replied.

"So what do I do now?" I asked myself. I started pushing my fingers under
that narrow strip of cloth, feeling the damp, hot crack of Celia's divine
bottom. I got so excited by it that I accidentally touched her asshole. I
quickly withdrew my fingers but I am sure she moaned a little.

We spent the rest of the morning basking in the sun and chitchatting. It
didn't take long before Celia directed the conversation to sex. She wanted
to know everything from whether I had sucked a boy's cock to how often I
used to masturbate. She would ask a question then tell me a little about
herself so the conversation was a little less embarrassing and more
exciting this way. She told me that she loved sex in every form, with guys
and girls. That she did not care for the taste of sperm but enjoyed the
taste of pussy. That she loved anal sex when done with tenderness. That
making love in trios or quartets seldom worked, but when it did was
wonderful. I had little to offer in exchange and she did not push much.

She then decided to get into the water and invited me to go with her. The
water was cool, it was quite refreshing. Her nipples were erect. We swam a
little (as much as one can swim in a teacup) and them she embraced me from
behind and lifted her knee, so I was sitting on her thigh. She then
directed me to one of the nozzles of the swimming pool and my pussy was
directed towards the water flow. She whispered in my ear.

"Open your legs and enjoy".

I was being held by that beautiful woman, feeling the jet towards my pussy
and being lightly caressed on my breasts. I started to feel that sexy
tension growing between my legs and she nibbled my ear chanting very low:

"Let it come, let it come". And come it did. I had on phenomenal orgasm in
her arms. When I recovered my breath she let go of me, looked me in the
eyes and said:

"Did you enjoy it, my beautiful?" I could not reply, I just nodded and
embraced her, feeling those hard nipples against my breath and kissed her
in the lips.

We left the pool and dried ourselves. She brought a nice crisp salad with
cold cuts that was delicious. We ate happily, without saying anything.

She then said: "Let's rest a little. The sun is too hot for us".

She held my hand and led me to her room. "Let us have a shower together?"

I agreed rather too quickly. She led me to the bathroom, stripped her
bikini bottom and came to me and tenderly removed my bikini. I was very
excited and not a little shy because I was naked in front of her.

She sat on the toilet and said "I have to pee" and proceeded to do so, with
her legs open for me to see. When she finished she wiped herself and asked
"Do you want to go?" I was dying for it but I had never done it in front of
anyone. I sat with my legs closed and she told me:

"Spread your legs honey. I find a beautiful to watch a woman
peeing". Embarrassed, I did as she told me and let my pee flow. She watched
while she caressed her own pussy.

When I finished and wiped my pussy she switched the shower on and took my
hand and led me into the cubicle. It was huge with a strong shower.

She took the soap and started soaping my body. She gave my whole body a
general wash, and then shampooed my hair, and then she pushed me against
the cubicle wall and started to lather my back. Slowly her hands came down
and she started to wash the crack of my ass. Her hand went up and down,
with her fingers pushing against my anus. I so excited that I sort of
changed my position so that my ass would push outwards, making her work
easier. She accepted my offer and pushed the soapy tip of her finger into
my asshole. I felt naughty, dirty, but the sensation was wonderful. She
played with my asshole while she embraced me with her other arm and started
playing with my breasts. She caressed them with soapy fingers. I was in
heaven.

"If you continue doing that I will have another orgasm" I warned.

She lowered her hand to my clit and pushed her finger further into my
asshole.

"Please, come for Celia".

I did. Several times.

She asked me to wash her, which I did with great pleasure. I tried to
repeat everything she did to me and I felt the wonderful sensation of
feeling an asshole and a pussy for the first time in my life.

She came on my fingers and kissed me on my lips. "Thanks hon, you are quite
gifted". I beamed with the praise.

We dried ourselves and went to bed.

Celia then started to kiss my body. She did it with calm, precision and
covered 100% of the area. She kissed my head and sucked my toe. She kissed,
licked and tongued everything in between.

When she came to my ass she lifted my body with a pillow and licked my
rosebud with great tenderness. The feeling was wonderful. She got a small
dildo from her drawer and pushed it up my rectum while her tongue started
to work on my pussy. When I told her I was going to come, she maneuvered
her body in such a way that her pussy was in front of my face.

"Lick my pussy while you come, baby".

For the first time in my life I felt the inebriating taste of woman in
heat. I stuck my tongue inside her and licked and played with my tongue
brushing it from her clit to her asshole.

When I started to come she came at the same time. She produced an enormous
amount of a clear liquid that I drunk as if it were nectar.

I came on her mouth again, and again and again.

I was exhausted and she cuddled me until the evening when we made love once
more and I went back home.

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