Date: Sat, 3 Sep 2016 22:31:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Education of Julie (Lesbian/Beginnings, oral, anal, W S, g/gg, g/F

Beginnings, oral, anal, W S, g/gg, g/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
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

Copyright 2016 Jan, All rights reserved

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                 Education of Julie

                       By
                      Jan

      My family is from southern England.  The area is
very green and it rains a lot.  It is a small town of
about 25,000 people.  It is surrounded by open fields
with cows and sheep with a protected forested area.

      My parents had three children.  I was the middle
child, my brother, Brian, was two years older.  My
sister, Susan, was two years younger.  We grew up in
a working class neighborhood in a three bedroom
house.  Brian had the smallest bedroom to himself.
Susan and I shared a room.  Our parents had the
master bedroom.

      Like most children we played the usual
exploration games like doctor and nurses and such.
It was pretty innocent inspection of each other
private's to find out why we were different from
each other.

      I was a preteen when my girlfriend, Mandy, and I
were walking home from school found a bag tucked
into a hedge.  When we looked inside the bag we
found several pornographic magazines. A quick
inspection of the content revealed titles on them
that proclaimed the type of material contained in
them from men and women, women and women, and
surprisingly women and dogs.  A quick inspection
revealed colour photographs and stories.

      After some embarrassed giggling we agreed to
take them to my home.  We quickly retreated to my
bedroom to study the magazines.  We looked at the
from cover to cover.  We were amazed at the content
of them.  They had a strange effect on me.  My pussy
was wet and tingling.  (No doubt Mandy was
experiencing the same feelings.)

      After Mandy went home I placed my hand
between my legs and rubbed myself vigorously.  It
surprised me when I experienced my first orgasm!

      The following day I told Mandy about what I had
done, and she told me that she had done the same
thing.  From then on whenever she came over we
would retreat to my room and retrieve the bag from
my hiding place to read the magazines.  As we grew
more comfortable with each other we would
masturbate in front of each other and engaged in
mutual masturbation.

      We eventually agreed to play out the scenes in
the booklets.  We didn't have penis replicas, so we
improvised by using hair brush handles, and
cucumbers secreted from the fridge.  We couldn't
resist kissing and playing with each other's breasts,
and finger fucking each other's pussies.  We even
played with each other's bum and used our improvised
toys on each other.  The one thing that put a damper
on our fun was to watch-out for Susan.

      It was inevitable that one day Susan caught us
acting out a scenario depicted in one of the
magazines.  Susan grabbed the magazine from my
hand and took a quick look at the pictures.  She
demanded, "What are you doing?"

      Mandy was speechless, so I replied, "We are
copying the things in the pictures."

      Susan flipped through the pictures for a while
with us.  Mandy found her voice and asked, "Do you
want to play with us?"

      Susan agreed, so Mandy showed her how to play
with her (as best as she could).

      A few weeks later somehow Susan had acquired
another photo book.  This one was a lot different
from ours.  This one depicted women peeing and going
to the toilet.  Some of them had women peeing on
each other and smearing their waist on each other's
bodies.  Susan wanted us to reenact the scenes, and
we agreed.

      The three of us made our way from our home to a
wooded area after school.  We shed our school
uniforms, and Susan took charge.  She told us what
scenes she wanted to reenact.  I was to stand with
my back to a tree, legs apart, Mandy on her knees in
front of me.  Susan pushed Mandy's face into my
crotch, and told me to pee in her mouth.  Susan made
sure Mandy swallowed my urine.  Of course she
couldn't swallow it all a lot spilled out and flowed down
the front of her body.  A puddle quickly formed
between her legs.  When I was finished peeing, Susan
made Mandy turn around so that she could pee on
Mandy's body.

      When everyone's bladders were empty we
progressed on to an orgy of finger fucking and
sucking cunts.

      We continued our little three way lesbian sex
parties until I was fifteen.  We reenacted all of the
lesbian games without the benefit of males or dogs.
We even invented a few scenarios of our own.  We
took turns acting as the Mistress controlling the
actions of the other two.  On one such occasions
Mandy made Susan and me get down on our hands and
knees next to each other and she probed our assholes
and pussies with her fingers.  She wanted us to poop.

      Susan and I squatted down and proceeded deposit
or poop on the ground.  While we were still pooping,
she stuck fingers up our bums and wiped her fingers
on our boobs.  She also insisted on us watching her
poop.

      One day Mandy announced that she was going to
bring her older brother, Trevor, along.  She wanted
to share him with us, and we agreed.  She brought
him to our little playground in the woods.  It was the
first time Susan and I got a chance to inspect a real
cock.  Mandy demonstrated sucking cock on him for
our benefit.  They even performed a mutual sucking
called a sixty-nine.

      Susan and I took turns sucking his cock, before
Mandy took him in her mouth to finish him off orally.
After swallowing his cum, she continued playing with
his cock until he was hard again.  Susan and I sucked
him until he withdrew and squirted cum all over our
faces.

      The most disappointing thing was about a week
later Mandy and her family vanished without warning.
We had no idea where they went.  We were simply
told by the neighbors that they had moved suddenly.
We were never to see them again.  After Mandy's
departure Susan didn't seem to be interested in sex
anymore.  I couldn't stop thinking about it.

      I heard rumors about a woman that was reputed
to be a lesbian that lived nearby, so I worked up the
nerve to knock on her door one evening.  When she
answered the door I told her I was writing a paper
for school and would like to ask her some questions.

     The woman invited me into her home and led me
the couch.  As we sat down she asked me about the
subject of my paper.  I told her I was writing a paper
about how housewives entertain themselves during
the day.  She smiled and said, "I am probably not the
typical housewife to answer that question."

      "On the contrary you are the very woman I want
to ask, because I think we have a lot in common!"

      There was a pause before her smile broadened,
"You don't have to write a paper for school do you?"

      "I just wanted to meet you."

      The woman placed her hand on my thigh, sending a
ripple through my muscles, as she said, "My name is
Ruth.  What is your name child?"

      "My name is Julie."

      The woman leaned close and kissed me on the
mouth, as her hand slid up the inside of my thigh.  By
the time her fingers reach the crotch of my panties
they were already moist.  I opened my mouth and
allowed her to insert her tongue into my mouth.

      I placed my hand on her breast and gave it a
squeeze.  Ruth had large soft breasts and yielded
under my grip of my hand.  It was obvious that she
was only wearing a thin house dress.  I could feel her
hard nipple pressing against the palm of my hand.
She quickly unbuttoned the front of her dress and
pulled the top away from her breasts.  I marveled at
the size of them, and couldn't resist placing both
hands on them.

      She continued sucking on my tongue, while
stroking the moist crotch of my panties.  She pulled
the panties aside and started finger fucking me.  She
quickly discovered that I was no virgin.  When she
stopped kissing me I bent over and started sucking on
the nipple on her left tit.

      Ruth allowed me to suck on her nipple for a while
before she pressed me back against the armrest of
the couch and lifted my legs up and pulled my panties
off of me.  She started licking my pussy and whipping
her tongue all around my little clit.  It was all very
exciting.  She sucked my pussy until I cried out that
I was cumming.  While I recovered she stood up and
finished unbuttoning the front of her dress and
removed it.

      I watched with interest as she stepped out of
her shoes and pulled her panties off.  When she
faced me I studied her pussy very carefully.  She had
dark hairs all over her vulva, and I sat skin dangling
beyond the opening of her pussy.  When she was
totally naked she sat on the opposite end of the
couch with her back resting against the armrest,
placed her left foot on the cushion with her knee
resting against the back of the couch.

     It was a very erotic view I had of her.  A very
fore shorted picture.  It looked like she was all legs
and her butt was big.  I could see the dark ring of
her asshole and her vagina was open.  The aroma of
her sex filled the room.  She extended her right arm
and motioned with her index finger for me to come to
her.

      I crawled across the couch to position myself
between her legs.  Ruth smelled of lilac soap, but all I
wanted to smell was her pussy.  I placed my hand on it
and felt the warmth and slimy juice of her pussy.  I
was surprised that I was able to stick my hand into
her up to my wrist.  She took hold of my wrist and
showed me that she wanted me to jill her.  She made
all kinds of noises that demonstrated that I was
pleasing her.

      I wanted to find out what an adult woman's pussy
tasted like so withdrew my hand.  She objected to my
stopping, and tried grabbing my wrist, but I pulled my
hand away.  I used my other hand to pull her labia
open and pressed my face against the warm flesh.  I
found that her clitoris was much larger that my
sister's and Mandy's.  I was able to suck on it like a
baby bottle's nipple or the penis of a child.  I sucked
on her for a long time.  It was exciting to look up at
her face over her pubic hair and over her big tits.
The look on her face was pure pleasure.  She rested
the hand that had grabbed my wrist was now resting
on the back of my head.  She was directing my mouth
where she wanted me to suck, and when she had an
orgasm she cried out my name, "JULIE...YOU ARE
SUCH A GOOD GIRL!"

      I was proud of myself for being able to please a
grown woman.  The next thing was to find ways to
visit her regularly.  My parents were avid bridge
players, so they often played cards at the homes of
their friends.  On those occasions I would tell them I
was going to visit Mandy.  I was able to visit Ruth
sometimes three or four times a week.

      I had been visiting her for a little more than a
month when I knocked on her door she only cracked
the door a little a peeked out.  It hurt me that she
hadn't instantly welcomed me in.  When she did step
back and open the door, she closed it behind me.  She
was standing there totally naked.  She led me into the
living room and sitting on her sofa was a slender
woman, also totally naked.  As we entered she stood
up.  I was hurt that Ruth was dating another woman. I
resented her presence, but I couldn't take my eyes
off of her.

      She was almost six feet tall and very slender.
Her hair was cropped short, and her breasts were not
much bigger than mine.  Her arms were at her sides
and there were an abundant amount of dark hairs
sticking out from under her arms, and she had a ting
dark bush between her legs.  There was so much
difference between our heights that I had to look up
at her breasts.

      Ruth was standing behind me with her hands
resting on my shoulders as she introduced us.  She
said, "This id Roberta, but she prefers to be called
Bobby!  Bobby this is my young girlfriend Julie!

     Hearing her call me her girlfriend was a thrill.

      I was wearing a simple jersey polo shirt, without a
bra, not that I needed one, a short denim skirt, also
without panties and clunky cross trainer leather
shoes.

      Bobby was studying me as much as I was studying
her.  After the introduction she stretched out her
right hand as if to shake hands, but as I started to
reach out with my right hand she turned her hand up
and grabbed me by the crotch.  Her hand was under
my skirt and she proclaimed, "She's not wearing
panties Ruth!" as her long middle finger deep into my
pussy.  I was lifted up until I was on tiptoe.

      Ruth chuckled, "Julie never wears panties when
she visits me because she knows I would keep them to
smell her after she leaves."

      The two of them quickly removed my clothes.
They laid me on my back on top of the sturdy coffee
table in the living room.  While Ruth knelt at my feet
and spread my legs to slobber and lick my almost
hairless pussy, Bobby move around to the other end
of the table and turned her back side to me and sat
on my face.

      She was smothering me with her hairy pussy.  I
willingly lapped at the wet folds of her pussy.  I had
to struggle to breathe, and as she rocked back and
forth her asshole was rubbed against my mouth and
nose.  Her slimy juices filled my mouth and nose.  It is
hard to tell if I was getting off from eating pussy or
having my own pussy eaten.  I lost count of the
number of orgasms I experienced that evening.

      I became a close friend of Bobby too.  One
evening Ruth called me to tell me that they were
taking me to a party that evening.  When they picked
me up Ruth was driving so that Bobby could sit with
me in the back seat.  She masturbated me throughout
the trip.  I was a bundle of nerves by the time we
arrived at the home of the party.

     It was a cold night and the house was very warm.
The windows were sweating, and the house smelled of
a clashing perfumes and sweating bodies, because the
women present had overdressed for the cool evening
and the house was over heated by so many bodies
occupying the house.  As we moved through the house
I witnessed women dancing, if you care to call the
way they were rubbing their bodies against each
other dancing.   There were chubby women wearing
men's suits and ties with attractive young girls
clinging to them.  As we moved through the house I
witnessed women in various stages of undress, kissing
and feeling each other up.

     The two of them introduced me to our hostess, a
portly woman with a charming smile.  She was a very
gregarious woman and hugged and kissed me when we
were introduced.  It was like being enveloped in a
soft warm and heavy blanket.  I swear the woman
placed both hands on my butt and squeezed my ass.
Several women asked Ruth and Bobby's permission to
dance with me.

      Most of the women wearing party dressed were
not wearing underwear.  I could tell by the way their
tits molded against my body.  They openly kissed and
felt me up.  For the most part the women id men's
clothes just gave me lascivious looks.

      I was just getting used to the action and feeling
comfortable when I bumped into the backside of a
woman wearing a silk dress.  I started to apologize as
the woman turned around.  I couldn't finish the
sentence because I recognized the woman.  It was my
teacher.

      She smiled at me sweetly and said, "No apologies
necessary honey!"  She took me by the hand and led
me to a narrow hallway, and pinned me against the
wall and kissed me on the mouth at the same time she
shoved her hand under my dress.  She found that I
was not wearing underwear.  She masturbated me
until I had an orgasm, while she was still kissing me.
When she removed her hand she smelled her finger
and said, "I see that you are going to require
additional homework from now on.

      When I got back to the living room Ruth and
Bobby asked where I disappeared to.  I told them
that I met my teacher and I'm going to be sending
more time at school from now on.

      Ruth said, "Why not invite her to come to my
house?"

      My teacher liked to be in charge and keep me in a
position of subservience.  She enjoyed making me
grovel at her feet.  She forced me to suck her pussy
tongue her asshole and even drink her piss.  I
wouldn't have done it if I didn't get off on doing it.

      I grew up to become a willing submissive of
aggressive women.


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