Date: 5 Jun 2002 19:24:40 -0700
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Phyliss (Bondage F/F, F/FFFF)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between women.  If this type of content
offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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                                Phyliss
                                  By
                                 Jan


	This is a first person account of the life of Phyliss, a 45
year old married woman with a taste for women.  I mention it
because every time I write a first person story some people
think I am the person.

	Why would a forty-five year old woman be standing in
the hall of an apartment totally naked screaming at the top of
her lungs, "Brenda, Please let me in!"

	By the time I was crying in my embarrassment, the
neighbors were coming out of their apartment to see why a
strange woman would be yelling so much.  Some told me to
shut up, but when they saw me standing in the hall with all my
clothes piled around my feet, standing there holding my hands
over my genitalia trying to cover myself as much as I could,
then they just stood there with their mouths open.  They stood
there hanging onto the banister rails as they stared with mouths
open.  Some just returned to their apartment in boredom or
disgust.  The rest stand there watching to see what the dike was
making her latest toy do.

	I was too adult to allow this woman to destroy my twenty
plus marriage like this.  I kept telling myself that I should pick
up my clothes and leave before someone called the cops.  I was
trying to rationalize to myself why I was here in the first place.

	When was the first time I was drawn to women?  Oh!
Yes!  I was from mining family in northern Minnesota.  My
father worked in the mines and worked hard to support our
family.  There was a large extended family our relatives in the
community.  There was a lot of childhood incestual sexual
exploration.

	There was even rumors that one uncle was molesting his
children.  As much as I pressed my cousin, she never admitted
that he did anything to her.

	When I reached puberty I use to go to the movies with
boys from school and make out in the balcony.  We would kiss
and they would feel me up.  Eventually, I let some of them put
their hands inside my dress and feel my naked breasts and put
their fingers under my panties, and probed my cunt.

	I must have been about fourteen the first time I got into
the back seat of a boys old Ford and let him fuck me.  It hurt a
little, but other girls told me it got better.  I even suck this guy's
dick until he came in my mouth.  I never got the thrill, other
girls bragged about.  I even tried it with several boys and even a
couple of adult married men.  I thought boys just didn't know
who to do it, but even adult men left me wanting.  I did have
some climaxes but nothing to write home about.

	It was during this same time when my older sister's
girlfriend came over when my sister was out on a date.  She
told me she was lonely and didn't want to go home, so she
followed me into the bedroom of my sister and me.

	Don-Etta was a pale skinned redhead.  She was taller
than I was, but of course most people older than me was taller
then.  She sat on the corner of my bed and talked about
everything from school to dating.  I told her about going to the
movies with boys there and make out in the balcony with them.
I even told her about fucking a few of them.  I admitted that
they really didn't excite me all that much.

	Don-Etta told me she use to do the same thing.  She told
me that she did other things too!  I pressed her for information
she had to tell me, but she simply told me that I was probably
not ready.  I begged her to tell me.

	She said, "If you have a woman's growth of pubic hair
between your legs you may be old enough!"

	I had started growing hair when I was about twelve-year
old.  I had even experimented with shaving some of it and even
shaving it clean one time.  Right now I had an even growth of
brown hair.  It was not bikini cut because it was winter.  At her
urging I lifted my skirt and pulled down my cotton underpants.
I stepped out of them and dropped them on the floor.

	When she reached out and placed her hand on my crotch
and her middle finger slipped between the crack of my cunt,
and it touched my little nub of my clitoris, my knees went
weak.  I sat on her left knee as she continued to stroke my cunt.

	She whispered in my ear, "I discovered that girls and
women can please a girl as much as a man can!"

	I laid my head on her shoulder as if it had become to
heave for my neck to hold up.  Her breath blew my bangs
around as she talked.  She was asking me if I wanted her to
continue with my education.

	I begged her, "Please teach me everything!"

	With that she removed all my clothes and left them on
my bedroom floor.  Then she placed me on my bed with my
head pointing towards the foot of the bed.  She stood up and
removed her clothes.  She has on a charming out fit.  She had
on a tan virgin wool sweater over a white silk blouse.  Her slip
hid her bra completely.  Her skirt was just above the knee and
made of a pleated Steward Tartan.  Her nylons were nude color
variety.  Her shoes were dark brown bumps with only two-inch
heels.  I watched her remove them, item by item.  When she
was down to her bra and underpants.  They were very
fashionable natural color.  The rose pattern embroidery was
very attractive matching set.  The panties were cut to ride high
on the hip and scoop low enough in front to be very
provocative.

	When Don-Etta removed her bra I was very thrilled.  Her
creamy white breasts were smaller than mine were.  She sure
didn't need a bra and they were capped by very pink areolas that
were smooth and her little nipples were hard.  She left my field
of vision when she moved to the foot of the bed.

	She crawled onto the bed and moved to me as she pasted
over my body I wanted to kiss her breasts but she had other
ideas.  When her knees were on either side of my head I was
looking up at her pussy and it was covered with strawberry pink
pubic hair her tummy was so white and the inside of her open
cunt looked so pink.  It looked like the inside of my mouth.  I
was taking in the sight and smell of her, when I felt her take
hold of my legs and spread them open as she placed her mouth
over my young mound.  I felt like I was about to pee in her
mouth I was so excited, but I didn't.  I would have been so
embarrassed.

	Don-Etta started spreading her legs, lowering her cunt
down to my mouth.  I could smell her perfume but it was not
strong enough to hide the smell of her wet pussy.  It had a
strong smell almost like onions freshly pulled out of the ground.
I opened my mouth and ran my tongue through the candy
colored hair and into the open valley of her cunt.  It was so
distracting trying to suck her while she was driving me crazy
with her tongue.  When I climaxed and she licked up all the
juice afterwards, she sat up and ground her cunt into my mouth.
When she climaxed she rocked back and forth so much her pink
anus was being scraped across my nose.  I was smelling her butt
and it caused me to have another climax.  When she was
finished she turned around and lay next to me and gathered me
into her arms and we hugged while we rested.

	After that Don-Etta and I would date each other when my
sister was not around.  I never even thought about asking if she
was making love to my older sister.  Years later I wondered if
they were lovers too.  When Don-Etta went away to college I
lost my only female sexual outlet.  I was at a loss for awhile.

	I started buying magazines from the local newsstand and
convenience store.  I looked at the titles for articles about
lesbians.  It didn't take long for the middle aged woman behind
the counter to figure out what articles I was buying.  She would
wink at me and when the store was empty she would point out
ones she thought I would like.  I learned her name was
Margaret.  Sometimes she would have some magazine behind
the counter that she thought I would like.  When I opened them
they were marked with yellow Hi-lighter.  One day she
produced one from Denmark.  It was written in Danish, so I
could not read it, but it was the first magazine I had ever seen
with actual pictures of women having sex with each other.

	One evening when I stopped in to see if there was
anything I wanted to buy, Margaret's replacement was there
checking out the cash-register as she was taking over.  When I
walked out of the store Margaret was by the door and she asked
me to ride home with her.  When we got into the car, before she
buckled her seatbelt she lifted her butt up enough to reach under
her dress and pull her panties down and off her feet. She handed
me her panties, as she buckled up and started the engine.  I held
the crotch of her panties to my nose, and smelled the warm
crotch.  My pussy got wet, knowing she wanted to have sex
with me.

	She asked me where I lived; it was only a few blocks
away.  She backed out of her parking space and drove down the
alley to an empty parking lot.  She parked her car in a carport
and got out of her side of the car.  She came around the car, and
opened my side of the car.

	She told me to sit on the floor, so she could get in.  I
lowered myself down onto the carpet as she stepped into
passenger seat as she place her left leg over my body.  When I
turned around to face her, she lifted her dress and draped it over
my head.  I was under the blue tent of her dress and looking at
the brown hair of her cunt.  She had been on her feet for more
than eight hours so her cunt smelled strong.  I went right to
work sucking her cunt.  She placed her hands on top of my
head, and guided me as she made me rub my face between her
legs.  When I made her cum, she pulled me out from under her
dress and kissed my lips.  She told me that I could visit her
home when I she was not working.

	She gave me her address before she put her panties back
on and got back under the steering wheel, to drive me home.  I
became her sex toy for a few years.  She eventually moved out
of town and we lost contact with each other.

	I went to the State College and met my husband.  We had
a fairly good relationship.  When I didn't get pregnant after a
few years we saw the doctor and found out he was sterile.  We
accepted that there would be no children.  I devoted all my
energy to my job and we planned on early retirement.

	Then there was a transfer of an Assistant General
Manager from the central office to make room at the home
office to make another male eligible to become General
Manager when the present one retires.

	The woman that came to our office was a competent
manager, named Brenda.  She was in her fifties with graying
hair and a stocky woman with large breasts concealed behind
her tailored suits.

	When I had occasions to bring in reports for her to look
at I would stand next to her, so I could respond to her questions
quicker.  I noticed that she would sometimes place her hand on
the back of my leg as if to pull me closer, and leave it there.
When I started just standing so close to her that I was touching
the side of her body her hand started working it's way up the
inside of my thigh.  I opened my legs to give her full access to
anything she wanted to touch.  She soon was rubbing my wet
panties.  The next time I had to bring her a report I made a stop
at the women's lounge and removed my panties and put them
inside my bra.

	When Brenda felt my wet pussy she smiled at me and
pushed her chair back and indicated she wanted me to get under
her desk.  When I backed under her desk she moved back into
place and hoisted her skirt up to reveal that she had no panties
on either.  I put my face between her legs and went right to
work sucking her cunt.  She kept me there all afternoon.  I lost
count of how many times I sucked her off.  When quitting time
came, her secretary poked her head in and said, "Sorry ma'am I
thought you had company, I was just going to ask if there was
anything lese you needed before I leave?"

	Brenda said, "Thank you Betty I will lock up when I
leave.  Have a good evening!"

	When we were alone she had me lay face down over her
desk while she selected a plastic object from her desk and
shoved in into my cunt.  She leaned over my back and pressed
her breasts into my back as she masturbated me until I was
climaxing all over her desk.  She told me to come to her
apartment if I was interested in becoming her sex slave.

	So, here I was begging her to let me in while she was
asking me if I was naked.  I assured her that I.  The door opened
and she allowed me to pick up my clothes and enter the room.

	She told me to leave my clothes by the door and we went
into her living room.  She sat down and told me to sit on the
floor at her feet.  She had me give her a pedicure while I was
looking at her naked pussy under her negligee.  When I was
done she told me I could kiss her pussy.  I did everything she
asked.  I was spent by the time she let me go home.

	A few days later I got a call on my office phone to come
to her apartment after work and buy sleeping blinders on the
way and put it on before ringing the bell.  My panties were wet
wondering what she was planning.

	When I rang the bell the door opened and I heard her say
I hope you can not see.  I assured her that I could not see
anything.  She led me into her living room.  She told me to
undress her.  I felt around and did as she told me.  Then she told
me to remove my clothes and waited for her next command.

	She told me to kneel in front of her and kiss her cunt.  I
did as she asked.  She rubbed her cunt on my nose and tongue
until she came.  Then she turned around and stuck her ass into
my face, and told me to clean her asshole with my tongue.  I did
as she asked me.  When she was satisfied with my job she
allowed me to stand up and she fed me one of her tits.  While I
was sucking on her tit, she untied the blindfold.

	At first my eyes were blurry, all I could see was her tit
and face.  Then I took in the room.  There were four other
women sitting on the couch and facing chairs.  They were all
older women in a variety of body types:

	The first one was a tall slim woman with bleached blonde
hair.  She didn't have very big breasts.  She sat back and spread
her long legs and ran her finger between her legs as we made
eye contact.

	The second one was close to being grossly overweight
her belly hung over her waist so much that her crotch was
hardly visible.  She winked at me pinched the nipple on her big
breasts.

	The third one was hard looking.  She looked like she
could handle her own in a street fight.  On her left tit was a
tattoo of a sectioned rattlesnake with "Don't Tread On Me"
inside the sections.  She had an unlit cigarette dangling from
her lips.

	The fourth one was a tiny little woman that was pretty
enough to have been a showgirl in her youth.  She had a warm
smile on her face that gave me the feeling that she wanted to be
my mother.
	Brenda told me, "I want you to service all of them
Bitch!"

	The fat one was closest, so I knelt in front of her.  She
fed me one of her big tits to suck on.  Then she had me suck on
the other one.  When she pushed my head down I was forced to
put my face between those overwhelming thighs.  Her smell
was terrible.  I almost threw up when I started sucking her cunt.
I felt strange hands pinching my nipples and probing my cunt
and asshole.  When she came I was relieved.

	I was pulled by the hair on my head, over to the tall
skinny woman.  She was cleaner and I was enjoying sucking
her pussy.  She lifted her long leg up and stuck her big toe into
my wet pussy.  The dike looking woman was pinching my
nipples, until I thought they would be pinched off.  I was still
lapping up her juice when the dike pulled me off the skinny
woman.

	What she wanted I had only done a few times with my
husband in the past.  She had a clear silicone rubber dildo in the
shape of a cock that was at least eight inches long.  It had a
clear scrotum that was filled with a creamy liquid.  The thing
straps attached that allowed her to strap it around her waist.
She squeezed the scrotum and some liquid squirted out the head
of the dildo, and she coated the shaft of the dildo with it.  Then
she had me bend over the coffee table and she lubricated my
asshole with her wet fingers.  She knelt behind me and guided
the shaft into my anus.  I wanted to pull away, but there was no
place to go.  I was pressed tightly against the table.  She fucked
my ass until she climaxed.  She squeezed the scrotum and my
ass was filled with liquid.  When she pulled the dildo out of me,
liquid oozed out of my ass and ran down the inside on my legs.

	The last woman was right there with her sweet face
between my legs. She was licking up the liquid from my legs
and began reaming my anus with her tongue.  She moved
around in front of me and held a beer class to her pussy and
pissed in the glass until her bladder was empty.  She held the
warm glass to my lips and held my nose until I opened my
mouth and drank her pee.  I wanted to throw up.  Then I caught
my breath she knelt in front of me as I lay face down on the
coffee table and the sweet looking old woman kissed my
mouth.  While she was doing that Brenda was behind her.  She
was reaching around the sweet little old lady shoving the dildo
deep into her cunt.  She was telling her only sick mothers make
their babies drink pee.

	I felt so used and cheep.  At the same time I knew I
would be back anytime Brenda wanted me to visit.



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