Date: Wed, 10 Feb 2016 06:26:51 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mother Was My Matchmaker (Lesbian/beginnings oral, anal, dom, WS, g/F, g/g, g/gFFF)

Warning:

beginnings oral, anal, dom, WS, g/F, g/g, g/gFFF

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
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             Mother Was my Matchmaker
                      By
                     Jan

      I thought I was living the twenty first century
story of a typical Catholic middle class girl.  I was
sent to a Catholic Girl's School, and commuted daily
to and from school.  I believed everything the nuns
and lay teachers told me.  I thought it was my duty to
marry a good Catholic man and have all the children
God planed for me.

      My mother was a redheaded Irish woman of 25-
years.  That had once dreamed of becoming a nun.  I
never quite understood how or why she didn't
complete her conformation or how I came into
existence.  She never talked about who my father
was.  She just stressed that I should be a good girl.

     There were some girls in the school that rebelled
against the strict behavior and dress code, but I
avoided contact with them.  I was friends with just a
few girls that were as naive me.  By the time I
reached puberty I had very little practical knowledge
of what was going to happen to my body or sex.  It
even frightened me the first time I discovered blood
stains on my nightgown one morning.

      Mother had to sit me down and explain to me
what was happening to my body.  It frightened me to
realize that should I allow a boy to stick his penis
into my vagina it could produce a child.  Even if there
had been boys in the school I was frightened enough
to promise myself that I was not going to have sex
until I was married, like the nun's admonished me to
do.

      While she was explaining the physical changes
taking place in my body she finally told me that she
had been seduced by a priest when she was about my
age.  I finally understood why my mother mistrusted
all males.

      Until that evening I had never discussed sex with
my mother.  Mother told me that she didn't wan't me
to endure what she went through.  She suggested
that she wanted me to spend a few days with Bianca,
her best friend.  She explained that she wasn't
comfortable talking to me about the subject, so
Bianca would be the perfect person to teach me
everything I would need to know.

      Again, I was so naive that I didn't understand
that she was suggesting that I have sex with a
woman.

      Mother made a phone call to Bianca, and invited
her to come over for dinner the next evening.  I had
known Bianca all of my life.  She was a Hispanic
woman from the Dominican Republic.  She was quite a
contrast to Mother and me, because we were both
redheads, with green eyes, and creamy white skin,
sprinkled with freckles, while Bianca had raven black
hair, brown eyes that looked like black pools, and her
skin was a golden brown.  Bianca is about the same
age as my mother.  I had always been envious of her
large tits and wide hips.

      I had no idea what Mother had planned for the
next afternoon, but I was very curious.  I didn't get
much sleep that night.  It was early morning before I
fell asleep.  Mother had to shake me vigorously to
wake me up.  I struggle all day to stay awake in class.

      At school that day my friends commented on my
lack of communication.  They wanted to know if I was
sick.  Even the lay teacher Marissa pulled me aside
and asked me if there was something wrong.  I
eventually told her that I what had freighted me the
other morning when I woke up to find blood on my
nightgown.  No one had ever told me what would
happen when I reached puberty.  She comforted me
and assured me that she would explain everything to
me.  I assured her that my mother's friend was going
to explain it to me when I got home that afternoon.
She told me that if I had any more questions, I could
ask her.

      When I got home, mother had packed a bag with
a clean school uniform, casual clothes, and toiletries
like, toothbrush, combs, brushes and such.  I changed
clothes and waited nervously for Bianca to get off
work and come to pick me up.  When she arrived she
hugged kissed Mother and me, and the three of us
went out for diner.  After we ate mother kissed me
and we parted way.  Mother drove home, and I rode
with Bianca to her home.

      I had visited Bianca's home many times growing
up, but this was going to be something special.
Everything was more intense, and the smell of her
house filled my head, I noticed everything because
the colors seemed more vivid.  I had seen the framed
photographs of Bianca and my mother many times
before, but for the first time I noticed just how
intimately they clung to each other.

      Bianca led me to her bedroom and had me place
my bag on the padded bench at the foot of her queen
sized bed.  Then she took me back to her living room
and had me sit on her couch.  She placed her left arm
around my waist, and started telling me all about the
reproductive system of bother females and males.
She told me about the physical mechanics of the act
of reproduction.  She told me that in truth women
only needed males to have children.  She told me that
a lot of women chose not to have children, but nature
gives women a strong sexual desire.  She kissed me on
the cheek, before telling me, "Your mother and I
have chosen to satisfy our sexual needs with each
other and other women."

      It was a lot for me to absorb, and took a little
time to comprehend what she was telling me.  I had
heard the word lesbian before, and had very little
understanding of what that implied.  To illustrate
what she was discussing Bianca picked up a
photograph album I had never seen before.  She laid
it on her lap with the front cover resting on my right
thigh.  Some of the photographs were simple 3X5
color prints, but some were 8X10 color prints.

      I had seen my mother naked around the hose on
some occasions.  It was not as if she flaunted her
nudity or anything like that.  I had just seen her
after bathing our getting dressed for an evening out.
I had never seen Bianca naked before.

      In this album the two of them were naked in
almost every picture.  I had seen her in bikinis
before, but now I saw the tan likes created by the
bikinis.  In the full frontal nudity pictures I saw that
her pubic hair was trimmed and shave into a small
triangle.  I asked her if her hair naturally grew like
that.  She chuckled, and told me that she trimmed
and shaved it like that, otherwise my hair would look
like your mother's, only blacker.  I was fascinated to
see pictures of them feeling each other up.

      There were pictures of them with their fingers in
each other pussy.  She even had pictures of them
sucking on each other breasts, and a lot of pictures
of them sucking each other's pussies and licking
assholes.  She even had pictures of Bianca fucking
Mother with vibrators and strap-on dildos, both in
the pussy and asshole.  I wouldn't believe my mother
would do such things if I hadn't seen pictures of her
doing it.  It did make me horny.  It didn't even dawn
on me that there had to be a third person taking the
pictures.

      While I was studying the photographs I felt
Bianca's warm hand stroke my arm.  It felt like ice
was running up and down my flesh.  It sent chills
through my body.  She whispered in my ear, "I'm going
to teach you what it feels like to have a woman make
love to you!"

      I sat there motionless as she removed my blouse
and brassiere, and smothered my breasts with kisses.
She even shocked me by licking my underarms.  I
thought it very strange, but it felt thrilling.  While
she was sucking on my tits she started unfastening
my skirt.  She had to make me stand up to remove my
skirt and panties.  As I stood before her she admired
young body.  She reached out and placed both of her
hands on my puffy little breasts as she pulled me
close and kissed me on my swollen little vulva.

      She had me sit on the sofa and removed my shoes
and lifted my right leg.  She licked the bottom of my
foot, and it tickled me, but I couldn't free my foot
from her strong grasp.  She sucked on my big toe
before she started licking her way up my leg on the
inside all the way up to my soft inner thigh.  I held my
breath when she blew air on my newly grown pubic
hair.  She buried her face in my pussy and did things
with her tongue that drove me wild.  I couldn't sit
still.  I eventually had an orgasm that left me so
exhausted that I felt like my arms and legs were
made of lead.  It took me a few minutes to recover,
but when I did the first thing on my mind was what or
if I should do to Bianca what she had done to me.

      She didn't protest when I reached for her
breasts.  She even helped me unfasten the top of her
dress.  I was too inpatient to wait for her to unfasten
the back of her brassiere, so I simply pulled her bra
up and over her large breasts.  I placed my hands on
both of them and took the big chocolate brown areola
and nipple into my mouth and sucked on it greedily
while she unfastened her bra.

      Bianca eventually had to pry me away from her
breast long enough to stand up, and finish removing
her dress.  I marveled at the beauty of her body as
she stood there in front of me.  She had on the
sexiest little black laced panties I had ever seen.
She turned her back to me, and I suspect that she
did that deliberately.  When she pulled down her
panties she had to bend over to step out of them.  As
she bent over I marveled at her wide butt, and the
crack of her butt spread open exposing the dark
brown ring around her anus.  Her vulva was exposed
too.  I could see her trimmed triangle underneath.

      She stood there long enough that I couldn't
resist taking hold of her hips and pulling her
backwards, and burring my face in that warm moist
and pungent odor of her pussy.  Sucking her pussy
that way I discovered that my nose fit right into her
puckered asshole.  I would have thought smelling her
asshole would be repugnant, but it actually smelled
rather sweet.  She allowed me to eat her pussy until
she had a quick orgasm.  Then she sat down on the
sofa and spread her legs as an invitation to me to eat
her pussy again.  The prospect of getting to burry my
face in her wet pussy again was just as exciting as
the first time.  I flung myself into eating her pussy
with everything I had.  She was telling me what a
marvelous job I was doing, and combing my hair with
her fingers.

      We eventually made our way to her bedroom,
where we spent the evening with her teaching me
even more ways to please her.  She taught me how to
scissors our legs around each-other's so that we could
rub our own pussies against each other thighs.  We
eventually cuddled up and fell asleep.

      In the morning she had to shake me to wake me
up.  There was a brief moment of confusion about
where I was.  We showered together and got ready
for her to drop me off at school before going to
work.  On the way she reminded me that I would have
to wait for her to get off work before she could pick
me up.

       Normally I would simply use public transportation
to go home.  The bus stop was right in front of the
school.  We simply kissed as she dropped me off.

      I had a terrible time paying attention on my
classes.  I wanted to masturbate all morning.  During
the lunch break I ate my lunch quickly and headed for
the bathroom.  I slipped into the first stall and
closed the door behind me.  As soon as I pulled down
my panties I sat down and started masturbating
furiously.  I must have been making more noise that I
thought.  When I finished and pulled up my panties I
went to the sink to wash my hands.  At that point I
smelled the obvious odor of cigarette smoke.  The
door of the last stall neared the window opened and
out steeped a girl a year older than me.  I knew that
her name was Roberta and she had the reputation of
being a rebel.  She was holding a cigarette in her
hand.  She demanded, "Come here!"

      I approached her slowly.  She grabbed my wrist
and pulled me into the stall, and dropped her
cigarette butt into the toilette bowl.  She hiked up
her skirt and pulled her panties down to her knees
before she sat on the toilette.  She spread her legs
open and placed her hands on my shoulders, and
forced me to bend down and buried my face in her
hairy cunt.  I ate her pussy quickly.  As soon as she
had an orgasm she pulled me to my feet, and kissed
me.  As soon as she straightened up her clothes she
opened the door.  I had to wash my face and hands
this time.  There was no time to discuss what had
just happened before the lunch period ended.

      The rest of the day was a blur.  I was going to
have to wait almost two hours before Bianca would
pick me up.  I sat on the front steps of the school, as
I watched my fellow students making their way to the
bus stop or being picked up by their mothers.
Eventually it settled down and I thought I had the
place to myself.  I pulled out a text book and started
reading.

      I was so involved reading that I didn't hear
footsteps.  The first thing that caught my attention
was the familiar odor of stale cigarette smoke.
When I looked up Roberta was standing next to me.
She sat down and asked what I waiting for.  I told
her that I was waiting for my ride to pick me up.  She
asked who long I was going to have to wait.  I looked
at my wrist watch and said, "About another hour."

      Roberta pulled me to my feet.  I put my book
back into my bag, as she led me around the corner of
the building.  She found a hiding place behind a large
Azalea bush next to the wall of the administration
building.  There was a ledge around the building that
was wide enough for us to sit on.

      Roberta told me that her friends called her
Robbie, as she pulled a pack of cigarettes out of her
book bag.  I told her, "Robbie, you positively reeked
of that foul smelling tobacco smoke."

      "It is a dirty habit, but I'm addicted!"  She
flicked the cigarette away, and slipped off of the
ledge and stood in front of me as she lifted my skirt.
She simply pulled the crotch of my panties aside as
she started sucking my pussy.  I was terrified
someone would find us.  I was looking around for any
sign that anyone was approaching, but when she
induced an orgasm I closed my eyes, and tried to
stifle any souning.  I'm sure I failed miserably.
Eventually Robbie hopped up onto the ledge next to
me.  She turned to me and kissed me on the mouth.  I
could taste and smell my own juices all over her face.
There was nothing for me to do, after all someone
could come around the corner at any time.  Robbie
had other ideas.

      She spread her legs her panties were already
moist.  She grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand over
and placed it between her legs.  I pulled them aside
and started sticking my fingers inside her pussy.
After smelling my fingers and tasting them I couldn't
resist standing in front of her, and sucking her pussy
until she had an orgasm.  By the time she recovered it
was getting close to the time Bianca would arrive.

      We straighten up our clothes and returned to the
front of the school.  Shure enough Bianca arrived at
the appointed hour.  I asked Bianca if she minded
taking Robbie home.  There was no way she could
refuse without looking heartless, so she agreed
graciously.  She was driving a little BMW sports car,
so Robbie and I had to squeeze into the passenger
seat together.

      I forgot that I had just finished eating Robbie's
pussy, so when I kissed Bianca, she recognized the
smell and taste.  It didn't take long before we
dropped Robbie off in front of her house.  On the
trip home Bianca asked, "When did you eat Robbie's
pussy?"

      It shocked me that she was wise to that fact
that I had eaten Robbie's pussy, so I told her the
whole story on the ride home.  I pleased with her to
allow me to invite her to spend the night with us next
week.  Bianca wasn't sure she wanted to share me
with another girl, but reluctantly agreed.  To make it
up to her I allowed her to fuck me with dildo's all
weekend.  By the time I had to go to school on
Monday I had a hard time walking normally because
my pussy was sore.

      At lunch time I planned on looking for Robbie, and
she found me in the dining hall.  We were so excited
we started talking at the same time.  When we
calmed down to allow each other to have their say, I
invited her to a sleepover at Bianca's.  Robbie
laughed, "I was going to invite you to visit me for the
same thing!"  We discussed how we were going to
bring this off.  Robbie suggested, "Why don't you
come home with me on the bus to meet my mother,
and have your mother take you home from there?"

      "Bianca is not my mother!  She is my mother's
best friend."

      She said, "I thought it was strange that a
Mexican woman would have such a fair skinned
redheaded daughter."

     "My mother has hair and skin just like me.  My
mother wanted me to spend a week with her, so that
she could teach me all about lesbian sex."

      We both laughed at how funny the idea was.  We
agreed on me taking the bus home with her, and I
used my cell phone to call Bianca to ask her to pick
me up at Robbie's home.  I gave her the address
again, just in case she had forgotten how we got
there last Friday.

      After school Robbie and I boarded the bus along
with a half dozen other girls.  Several of them exited
the bus at their stops until Robbie informed me that
we had reached her stop.  It was a short couple of
blocks to her home.  When we entered the front
door, I heard a female voice call out, "Is that you
Robbie?"

      Robbie responded, "Yah I brought home a friend!"

      We entered the living room, and I got my first
look at Robbie's mother.  She was reclining on a sofa,
and for some reason it reminded me of the two
paintings Goya made back around 1800.  One was
called 'The nude Maja and the other was a duplicate
only she was wearing a white dress with a pink sash
around her waist.  Robbie's mother was wearing tub
top and shorts and smoking a cigarette.  There was
just something about the way she was laying there
that brought that painting into mind.  She had dark
curly hair and a soft figure that just reminded me of
the full figured nudes of the 18th century.  They just
exuded sexuality.

      When Robbie introduced me to her, she sat up
and took my hands in hers, and kissed me on the
mouth.  There was that smell of stale tobacco and
cheap perfume about her.  Looking down I could see
deep into her cleavage.  I had a strong desire to
touch her breasts, but I feared to do so, after all
she might be offended.  She might not allow Robbie
to spend the night with me.

      While she was still clinging to my hands she
asked, "Robbie, is this the charming girl you told me
about?"

      "Yes, don't you just love her red hair?"

      "I love her freckled cheeks!  They look like ripe
peaches, and I'm sure she is just a sweet!"

      Robbie stood behind me so close I could feel her
body pressing against my backside.  When her mother
sat up I was standing so close to her that when
Robbie pressed against me a little, my crotch was
pressed against her mother's right knee.  It
embarrassed me, because I had a strong sexual urge.

      Her mother said, "You can call me either Donna or
Mom if you like!"

      I felt uncomfortable about calling her Mom after
all I didn't know her well enough to call her that.
Then I felt her hand resting on the inside of my right
knee.  He hand slipped up the inside of my thigh
under my skirt.  I almost panicked when her hand
reached my panties.  I jumped at her touch, but I was
trapped between the two of them.

      Robbie said, "I told Mother all about how we
became friends!  Don't worry...mother taught me all
about sex, and loves girls too!"

      As she was saying that her mother was pulling my
panties aside, and her fingers sought out and found
my sensitive clitoris.  She masturbated me until I
couldn't help having an orgasm.  She told me, "Robbie
wants to invite you to visit us over night!  It would be
great fun!"

      I stood there dancing on her finger, "I also have
invited Robbie to spend the night with me and my
mother's friend Bianca."

      Donna said, "It sounds like your mother and her
friend are just the kind of people Robbie and I like to
meet."

      I laughed, "I have to tell you that the moment I
saw you reclining of this sofa you reminded me
instantly of Francisco De Goya's painting of 'The nude
Maja,' and I found it very erotic."

      Donna smiled knowingly.  She obviously knew
about the painting.  She asked me, "Do you have an
opinion on why he made two versions of that
painting?"

      "Goya was rumored to have created the two
paintings for the Prime Minister Manuel de Godoy,
Duke of Alcudia. Some art historians conjecture that
the woman is his young mistress, and when his wife
got wind of the nude he asked Goya to create the
second painting.  The second suggestion was that
Goya was romantically involved with the duchess
Maria del Pilar Teresa Cayetana de Silva y Alvarez de
Toledo, the 13th Duchess of Alba, and did several
paintings of her.  The third scholarly suggestion is
that she Pepita Tudo is the likely candidate.  I prefer
to think that Goya was romantically involved sexually
with the Duchess, and created the second panting to
dissuade the Duke of any impropriety.  After all the
paintings were created during the Spanish Inquisition
and if the painting was discovered could have cost
her life and possibly his.

      Donna reflected on my response and enjoyed my
romantic preference of the origins of the two
paintings.

     I was turned on thinking about the sexual
implications.  The fact that Robbie was standing
behind me and was reaching around my body to feel
my breasts, while her mother was lifting my skirt and
pulled my panties aside, so that she could suck my
cunt.  I was a physical wreck by the time I had my
second orgasm.

      I had to sit down, and collapsed next to Donna.
Donna pulled the tub top down around her waist, and
pulled her skirt down along with her panties.  I was
struck by how much her body did look like the nude
Maja.  As she stood there in front of me I couldn't
resist pulled her hips towards me, so that I could
smell her pussy.  I looked at her cunt until Donna
placed her hands on the back of my head and
smashed my face against her cunt.  Shortly after she
had her orgasm the doorbell rang.

      We quickly straighten up our clothes before
Donna answered the door.  She invited Bianca in and
brought her into the living room.  There was some
discussion about our sleep overs, and it was agreed
that Robbie would spend that night at Bianca's with
me, and that the next evening I would spend the
night with Robbie and her mother.

      Robbie disappeared only too reappeared with a
bag packed with whatever she needed for the evening
and school the next day.  The three off us stopped at
a nice restaurant for diner before we went home.

      Robbie was duly impressed with Bianca's home,
but asked where we were going to sleep.  Bianca and I
laughed, "The three of us will sleep together in her
bed."

      The evening was spent exploring each other's
bodies.  We took turns satisfying each other.  The
two of us would team up to please Bianca, then Bianca
and I teamed up to please Robbie.  When the two of
them teamed up to please me I was in heaven.  The
bedroom was so warm that we fell asleep uncovered.
It was early in the next morning before it got cool
enough to force us to pull the bedding up over our
bodies.

      The three of us eventually had to get ready for
school and work.  We bathed together and got
dressed.  We stopped on the way to school, so that
Bianca could buy us breakfast before dropping us off
in front of school.

      That afternoon Robbie and I took the bus to her
home again.  This time I had put a change of clothes
in my book bag.  This time when we entered the living
room Donna was wearing a white dress with a pink
sash around her waist and a black trimmed golden
little top covering her arms.  She had deliberately
assumed the pose of 'The Nude Maja.'

      I couldn't resist lying on top of her and kissing
her while feeling her breasts and rubbing my thigh
between her legs.  I went about undressing Donna
while Robbie sat in a winged back leather chair and
masturbated while watching me suck her mother's
tits and eventually sucking her pussy.

      Robbie demonstrated how to fuck her mother
with a strap-on dildo in her mother's bedroom.  She
fucked her mother in the cunt and asshole for my
benefit.  When I was horny enough she fucked my
cunt too.  We spent a lot of time talking about what
to do.  When we were exhausted we lay on the bed
and agreed that we had to have a party with my
mother and Bianca included.

      When Donna took me home on Friday afternoon it
was a great reunion.  We couldn't stop talking.
Mother wanted to hear all about everything, and was
especially fascinated about my new girlfriend and her
mother.

      My life was changed forever.  From that day on
every woman or girl I saw was of sexual interest to
me.  I became aware of the looks of women and girls
that told me that they were just as horny as me for
sex.  I even discovered that a few of the lay
teachers and nuns at school were happy to suck my
pussy and spread their legs for me.  I grew up and got
my teaching credential so that I could teach at the
school.  It is a thrill to bring home young girls to
share with mother.



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