Date: Fri, 20 Jul 2012 18:10:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pickup Artist, lesbian/incest, oral, anal, g/F, g/FF)
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descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a
teenage girl and women. If this type of content
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Pickup Artist
By
Jan
I developed a strong interest is sex at an
early age, but my attraction was to other girls
and women. My first exposure to sex was
watching a couple of older teenage girls making
out while one of them was supposed to be
babysitting me. Her friend had come over
before my bedtime on the pretense of seeking
help with her homework.
After my babysitter had put me to bed, I
slipped out of bed to spy on them. I was hiding
on the floor of the second floor landing. I
witnessed them kissing before they started
feeling up each other. They eventually shed
their clothes before they sucked each other's
breasts and sucked each other's pussies.
That was the start of my seeking out
other girls that were interested in having sex
with me. I was drawn to adult women because
of their figures. Girls my age had figures like
me, we had no breasts and our measurements
were like bean poles. My problem was that I
had no idea of how to approach an adult.
The first time I approached one of my
mother's friends, and expressed a desire to
touch her breasts, she told my mother. I was
subjected to an ass beating that left a lasting
impression.
I became very secretive about my sexual
desires after that. I was about ten-years-old
when there was a family wedding. A large group
of my mother's relatives and friends came to
our house to change clothes in preparation
before the wedding. During the scramble for
all of the women to change clothes in time to
get to the wedding the bathrooms were fully
occupied.
One of my mother's friends chose to
change clothes in the kitchen. I happened to
be in the adjoining dining room, and happened to
hear her in the kitchen. I peeked through the
stained glass sliding door. It never occurred to
me that she could see me too.
I watched her draw a little water in the
sink and strip off all of her clothes before
giving herself a sponge bath. I felt my heart
pound, as she placed a foot on a chair while
facing in my direction. I watched intently as
she used a washrag to scrub her hairy pussy.
Her breasts swayed back and forth as she
scrubbed her pussy. Then she lifted each of
her heavy breasts and washed them thoroughly.
I almost wet my panties when she stood there
pulling on her nipples, before she dried her
body and put on her underwear and pulled her
dress over her head. I slipped away while she
brushed her hair and applied makeup. I didn't
pay much attention to any of the women at the
wedding. I did masturbate that night thinking
about my mother's friend.
It was a couple of days later that I was
walking home from school by myself, when I
recognized the gray Ford Fiesta pull up to the
curb alongside of me. As the passenger window
came down electronically, I approached the car.
My mother's friend leaned over and said,
"Hi Gail...I'm Stephanie, one of your mother's
friends. We met at the wedding a few days
ago. Would you like me to give you a lift?"
I knew better than accept rides from
strangers, but this was a friend of my mother.
I said sure, and opened the door. She put the
window up from her side, because she had the
air-conditioning on. As she pulled away from
the curb she asked me if my mother was at
home. When I told her that Mom was working
until after six that evening, she suggested that
I might like to spend the afternoon at her
house. She would like the company. She
assured me that she could provide me with
something to eat and drink. I had a flashback
about the sight of her washing her pussy and
tits, before accepting her offer. Her home was
on the way to my house anyway.
I knew she was married, but her husband
was at work too. She was a middle aged woman
with two children away at college up state.
While she was driving I admired her looks.
Stephanie is one of those women with dark
hair that has a pronounced widow's peak. She
pulled her hair back into a ponytail that was so
long that when pulled over her shoulder it
reached her lap. She had dark eyes too, that
looked mysterious. Her mouth had full lips that
had a light pink lipstick on with lip gloss. The
seatbelt crossing her chest was wedged
between her breasts. The cotton tank top was
stretched to the maximum over her 38-double
D breasts. The gold chain around her neck had
a cross that rested deep between her
marvelous breasts. She had on denim shorts
that showed plenty of leg. I marveled at what
a sexy body she had. I'm sure she was aware
that I was staring at her, because she smiled
without turning her head, as she placed her
right hand on my left thigh.
The muscles in my thigh quivered at her
touch. When she pulled into her driveway she
pressed a remote that opened the garage door.
She pulled in, and the door closed as she turned
off her motor. We entered the house through
a connecting door that brought us into a hall
somewhere between the kitchen and the front
of the house. I admired her home, because it
was new and had all of the latest appliances and
gadgets. She used a keypad to turn off the
alarm, before leading me to the kitchen. It was
a great open space that transitioned from
kitchen, to dining area, and opened into a family
room. The family room had a large French
window sliding door to the back yard. The
family room had a large fireplace with bench
hearth. There was a 60-inch LCD television
screen attached to one wall with an
entertainment center.
Stephanie set about making us sandwiches
and pouring us cold drinks. We sat at the
breakfast bar to eat. When we were almost
finished eating she casually mentioned, "Did you
enjoy watching me bathe in the kitchen the
other day?"
I almost shit my pants, because I had no
idea that she was aware that I had been on my
hands and knees peeking through the little
clear piece of glass in the door. My cheeks
flushed crimson red instantly. Her question
was not if I had watched, but if I enjoyed
watching her washing her naked body. There
was no need to deny that I had been watching,
so I admitted that I had enjoyed watching her.
Stephanie placed a hand on my bare thigh
just below the hem of my skirt. The muscles
trembled again. She asked me, "How would you
like to see me naked again?"
I was speechless, and only able to nod my
head. She slid off of the bar stool, and took
my hand as she led me to the leather sectional
in front of the fireplace. As we sat down next
to each other we curled a leg under our other
leg so that we were almost facing each other.
Stephanie said, "You have already seen me
naked, so it's my turn to get a look at you!"
She pulled my blouse out of my skirt as
she started unbuttoning it. When she pulled
the blouse off of my shoulders, she discovered
that I simply had on a slip under it. The skirt
zipper and tab was in the back, normally I would
have turned the skirt around to unfasten it, but
I was sitting on the skirt, so Stephanie reached
around my body and unfastened it for me. I
could smell her hair and perfume while she was
doing that. I had on petty socks and Sketcher
leather shoes. She removed my shoes and
socks before pulling me to my feet. My skirt
fell to the floor around my feet. She pulled
the straps off of my shoulders, and the slip fell
to the floor too. I was naked except for the
full panties I had on.
Mom didn't like me to wear sexy underwear
to school. I would have loved to have been
wearing a little black thong at that point.
Stephanie didn't seem to mind my
conservative panties. She rolled them down
very slowly so that she could enjoy exposing my
little hairless pussy. She surprised me by
putting her face right against my pussy while I
was standing there. My knees almost buckled
when she started sucking on my pussy. I had to
place both of my hands on top of her head to
support myself.
Eventually Stephanie allowed me to sit
down, so that she could remove her clothes.
She had slipped off her pumps while she had
been removing my clothes. When she crossed
her arms and pulled her T-top over her head, I
witnessed the fact that she didn't have a bra
on. I was attracted to those luscious breasts
like a moth to a flame. I placed both hands on
her left tit and squeezed it before I took her
brown nipple into my mouth. I couldn't believe
the thrill I was having, because I was actually
sucking on the tits of an adult woman, and they
were unbelievably large to me. I sucked on it
like a greedy little piglet. I resisted when she
pried my mouth away from her nipple, until she
replaced it with her other nipple. While I was
busy nursing on her right nipple, Stephanie
pulled on the top of her shorts.
The buttons popped open one at a time,
exposing the fact that she had on baby blue hip
hugger panties. She briefly disengaged herself
long enough to pull her shorts off. I got a look
at the dark shadow caused by her pubic hair
under her panties. Even though she was at
least three feet away from me I could smell
the musky odor of her pussy. My own pussy was
sopping wet by that time.
I watched intently as she rolled her
panties down. I was closer to an adult pussy
than I had ever been before. This was the
first time I had ever gotten this close of a
perspective of a pussy before. I marveled as
Stephanie placed her fingers on either side of
her vulva and rolled the bulge between her
fingers. Then she spread her outer labia,
exposing her clitoris and vagina opening. I had
never actually seen the urethra opening before.
I had used hand mirrors to check out my own,
but it was never as easy as this was. Her vagina
spread open, and I could see deep into the red
meat of her cunt. The ragged remains of her
hymen were visible, and I could actually see the
bulge of her cervix. I rubbed my face against
her dark pubic hair before I took her wet pussy
into my mouth. I sucked her labia into my
mouth and pulled my head back, stretching the
skin of her labia like the canvas on a pup tent.
It came as surprise when she came, because
she actually squirted some juice into my mouth.
Eventually we had to clean up, so that she
could take me home.
Having tasted adult pussy I just had to do
it again. I masturbated half of the night with
the sight and smell of Stephanie flesh in my
mind.
Stephanie waited for me after school
almost every day after that. I was
disappointed on those occasions that she told
me she could not pick me up for some reason
the next day.
On one of those days when she was busy I
grew bold enough to stand near the curb and
watch for approaching cars that were driven by
women before sticking out a thumb. I was
amazed how quickly I was able to flag down a
car. I was looking for a woman I thought I
could make a pass at.
When the woman stopped, we exchanged a
few words about where I was going before I
got in her car. As we pulled away from the curb
the woman cautioned about the danger of
hitchhiking. She warned me that even women
could be perverts. I smiled and said, "I can only
hope!"
The woman turned to look at me. She
smiled, "I was hoping you would say something
like that! Would you like to see just how
perverted I am?"
I placed my hand in her lap and said, "Any
time any place!"
The woman turned her attention to driving.
She sped up and turned off of the main road.
The woman was a slightly chubby blonde with
short cropped hair. She was dressed like
someone that worked on a production line. She
had on a shirt, jeans and gum soled work boots.
The interior of her car was cluttered with
trash, like fast food bags and napkins. This was
definitely not the car of a tidy woman. She
took me to a cheap apartment building. She
parked her car under an overhanging stall. She
led me up to the second floor landing to the
apartment over the stalls.
Just as I expected the apartment was a
cluttered mess. Dishes were in the sink,
unwashed. She took me directly to her
bedroom. The bed was unmade and rumpled.
This was not the kind of woman that used
perfume. There was just the natural smell of a
female's body odor in the room and on her.
She quickly undressed me, and placed me
on her bed. I sat there watching her undress.
She even had on a man's T-shirt and boxer
shorts. I doubt if she ever wore a bra because
her breasts drooped down almost flatly against
her body. Her nipples were almost level with
her navel. When she lifted her arm I saw dirty
brown underarm hair, which even peeked out
from under the front of her flabby arms when
they were resting at her sides. There had
never been any attempt to shave her pubic hair.
Her vulva was wedged between the folds of her
lower belly and her thick thighs. What was
visible was covered with scraggly brown pubic
hair.
She mounted me and rubbed her pussy
against my cunt like she was fucking me. The
friction of her pubic hair rubbing against my
hairless cunt did turn me on. When she kissed
me she was virtually slobbering all over my face.
She finger fucked me through a couple of
climaxes. When she exhausted herself she lay
on the bed with her head on a pillow.
Now it was my turn to check out her body.
I sucked on her tits hard. She did enjoy that
very much. I had her bend her thick legs and
spread them wide open, so that I could inspect
her crotch. The insides of her thighs were
discolored from the friction of them rubbing
against each other. They smelled like raw
meat. Looking at her cunt wedged between her
chubby legs was interesting. Her outer labia
were hidden like those of a baby's. The smell
was stronger than anything I had ever smelled
before. When I pried her pussy open it looked
very much like Stephanie's, but it was wetter
and smellier.
I just had to find out what it tasted like.
I sucked that chubby pussy until the juice I
swallowed made my throat raw. I cleaned my
face before she took me home, but I didn't
wash my hands just so I could smell my fingers
later that night. I got her phone number and
would call her to pick me up at that corner
whenever Stephanie was busy.
It was inevitable that the mother of one
of my classmates would see me getting into a
strange car, but she didn't report my actions to
my mother. Her name was Linda. She waited
until the next day, and she deliberately pulled
up to the curb where I was waiting for that
chubby dyke. She demanded that I get in her
car. Her daughter was in the back seat.
There was just something about the way
she commanded that I get in her car that made
any protest useless. She took her daughter
home and told her to get busy on her homework,
while she took me home.
As soon as she pulled away she confronted
me about having seen me getting into the car of
a strange woman. She reprimanded me about
the possibility of being molested by someone.
I played innocent about the idea. I
assured her that I knew the woman, she was
not strange, just a hard working woman.
Linda placed her hand on the inside of my
thigh and squeezed it. "Did she touch like
this?"
I didn't respond because her actions
shocked me. I would have never suspected she
was capable of such a thing. When I didn't
respond she forced her hand under my skirt,
and grabbed my crotch. I suspect she was
surprised to find out that I didn't have panties
on. I had removed them in the bathroom at
school and put them into my book bag before
making my way to the appointed corner.
Linda didn't take me straight home. She
opted to take me to a secluded location among
some trees of an abandoned orchard. She
pulled her car off of the road and between
rows of trees well out of sight of the road. I
was growing excited because I suspected why
she was taking me to such an isolated location.
As soon as she turned off the engine of
her car she pulled her seat back and turned her
body towards me. She reached over and pulled
me onto her lap. There were no words to be
exchanged. She simply covered my mouth with
her own, at the same time she put her hand
back onto my naked pussy. She found my vagina
was very wet. While she finger fucked my cunt,
I took hold of her tits. I pulled them over the
top of her dress. I relished sucking on such
fragrant flesh. She made me cum several time
before she took me home.
Her parting statement was simple, "I will
pick you up after school tomorrow."
I tried to talk her out of it, because I was
looking forward to being picked up by
Stephanie. Dare I tell her about the
relationship with Stephanie and myself?
Considering the fact that she had made
love to me, so adequately, less than twenty
minutes ago, I boldly told her, "You know
mother's friend Stephanie, don't you?"
Linda gave me a questioning look, "sure."
"Wouldn't you like to join us in a party?"
Linda's face brightened with
understanding about what I was suggesting.
She kissed me sweetly on the lips and said, "If
she has been playing with you, I would love to
see it!"
I returned her kiss and whipped out my
cell-phone, and called Stephanie. It only took a
few chosen words to arrange for Linda to pick
me up and drive me to Stephanie's house.
It seemed like an eternity before school
was over the next day. I headed directly to
the parking lot where the parents picked up
their children. I found Linda's car. When I got
in the passenger side of the car, I was
surprised to see that her daughter was already
in the back seat. I assumed she would drop her
daughter off before she would take me to
Stephanie's home.
Imagine my surprise when I realized that
she was taking the both of us directly to
Stephanie's.
Stephanie greeted us at the door in the
sexiest negligee I had ever seen. Her naked
body was clearly visible through the dark
gossamer material. The only items of clothing
she had on under the negligee were dark self-
supporting nylons and black high heeled pumps.
There were warm hugs and kisses to go
around. We retreated to the family room
where we hurriedly removed our clothes. Again
I had already removed my panties before the
last class. I was surprised to find out that
Linda and her daughter didn't have panties on
either. When we were all totally naked the
party began.
Stephanie knew Linda's daughter and had
no idea about her relationship with her mother.
The two adult women sat on the sectional couch
next to each other. Linda took my hand and
pulled me down onto her lap, at the same time
her daughter climbed onto Stephanie's lap. The
two of us watched each other as the two women
began toying with our bodies. I loved the way
her mother kissed me at the same time she
finger fucked my pussy. I stroked her big
breasts. They were not as large as Stephanie's,
but they were very attractive. I would say
they were the perfect size.
Linda's daughter was far bolder than I
could have been, because she soon slid to the
floor between Stephanie's legs and sucked her
pussy with all of the vigor of an old pro. The
four of us spent the early evening taking turns
sucking and fucking each other like crazy. The
funny thing while all of the sex was going on. I
was fantasizing about my dyke girlfriend
seducing my mother.
When I got home I had to explain about
spending a little too much time at Linda's that
evening. While I was getting ready for bed I
started plotting some way to get my mother
hooked up with the dyke.
I called Linda and Stephanie to discuss
the possibility of arranging a meeting between
my dyke girlfriend and my mother. They came
up with the idea of having a party where we
would invite the two of them. I also called the
dyke and begged her to come to a party,
because I wanted her to seduce my mother.
She was bold enough to not give a damn if my
mother resisted her advances.
We arranged for a party, but only invited
women and girls that Linda and Stephanie knew
were lesbian or bisexual. Mom and I got
dressed up for the party very carefully. The
sun was going down when she drove me to
Linda's house. Mom knew it was a hen party, so
it was no surprise that there were no males at
this party. Linda and Stephanie made sure my
mother's glass was never empty. The women
were dancing with each other. Stephanie
introduced mother to my dyke as soon as she
arrived, by her name, Gwen.
If Mom recognized that she was a dyke,
she didn't show it. When she asked my mother
to dance, she made sure she led. If my mother
realized that the women on the dance floor
were kissing and feeling each other up she was
oblivious to what was going on. Gwen eventually
took my mother by hand and led her into Linda's
bedroom.
I wanted to witness what was going on.
Linda's daughter solved my problem by taking
me to her bedroom and we entered the
bathroom joining the two bedrooms together.
We opened the door a little, so that we could
watch the action.
Gwen started hugging and kissing my
mother. Mom didn't resist when Gwen started
feeling her up. I was surprised that my mother
made no effort to resist Gwen's advances.
Drunk or sober I would have expected her to
put up a fight. Instead she allowed the dyke to
remove her clothes. Mom even sucked on her
tits when they were offered. Gwen put Mom on
the bed and sucked her pussy. The only noise
coming out of Mom was some drunken moans.
The only struggling performed by my mother
was when Gwen removed her clothes and sat on
Mom's face. Mom was struggling to breathe.
She made no effort to push Gwen away though.
Linda's daughter and I slipped into the
bedroom. We mounted the bed on opposite
sides. I set about sucking on her breasts and
finger fucking her, while watching Gwen
continue to smother Mom with her pussy and
asshole. By the time Mom had a couple of
climaxes, she was definitely sober. When she
discovered that I was one of the people
molesting her, she broke down crying. I figured
she was suffering from remorse, but she pulled
me into her arms and covered my face with wet
pussy smelling kisses.
While Gwen put on a strap-on dildo to fuck
my mother, I assumed the face sitting job.
Mom ate my pussy and tongue fucked my
asshole, while getting fucked by my chubby
dyke girlfriend. By Saturday morning I think
my mother and I had sucked every tit and pussy
at the party. There were enough drunks lying
around suffering from hangovers that no one
wanted to move any more than they had to.
My relationship was forever changed after
that night. Women were often visiting to enjoy
sex with the two of us. Mom had to admit to
me that the reason she had punished me so
much the first few times she had caught me
engaged in sexual activity, was because she
didn't want me to become like her. She told me
that she had only endured sex with my father,
long enough to produce me. That was the first
time I found out that her and Stephanie had
been lovers for years.
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