Date: 20 Dec 2002 13:54:26 -0800
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Getting Out of Mass. 3 (Authoritarian,Urination FF/f)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between women.  If this type of content
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                          Getting Out of Mass. 3
                                   By
                                  Jan


	Vanessa had been living in Charleston, South Carolina
for a while before she met Jean.  Jean was thirteen years older
than she was.  From their first meeting Jean dominated her.
She was like a mother to her.  It started shortly after her
relationship with Teri broke up.

	Teri had dominated her and been her lover.  The travel
distance made it difficult to maintain a relationship.  One night
when Nessa called her, she heard the voice of a young woman
or girl answered the phone.  She was broken hearted for a while
because she felt betrayed by Teri.

	She lost interest in everything for awhile.  She went
through the motions.  Work, eat and cry herself to sleep at
night.

	Then one day she got a phone call from Mass.  Her old
neighbor, Marge, was calling her to ask if she would host a
Canadian friend that was going to be on Charleston for a few
days.  Nessa was not in the mode for company but she could
never refuse her old friend.  She asked how close a friend she
was.  Margie chuckled.She is close enough that I know the
location of every freckle on her vulva.  Nessa had to laugh at
that and she agreed to host her friend.  She took down the name
and where to pick her up.  Margie said that she would E-mail
her a picture of Jean.

	On the appointed time she went to the train station and
checked on the arrival of the train she was expecting.  She was
about twenty minutes early.  She found an empty bench and sat
down to wait.  Nessa had no problem finding Jean when the
train arrived.  She had a digital picture of the woman.

	She approached the short woman and introduced herself.
She told her that her name was Vanessa but that she preferred
Nessa.  Jean apologized for inconveniencing her.  She told her
that Marge was the only person she knew in the States.  She
was sure that you would be happy to put me up for a few days.

	Nessa really didn't feel like company but she could not
refuse Marge anything.  She smiled at Jean she assured her that
it was no inconvenience at all.  Any friend of Margie was
welcome in her home any time.  They chatted about why she
was in town as she drove them home.  Nessa explained to her
that Marge had been her best friend and helped her get out of a
bad marrage.

	Jean said that Marge had told her that you were a sweet
friend of hers.  Jane said that she had been a close friend of
Marge's too.  Nessa gave her a look that let her know that it
meant much more.  Jean had no doubt that Jean had been a
lover of Marge's too.

	They spent the rest of the ride home with small talk.
When they got to her apartment they got her settled in.  She
only had the one bedroom.  Nessa said if you don't mind we
can share my bed.  Nessa told her that she had to work from
two PM to ten PM everyday this week, but after work was over
she would show her some of the local sights.

	The first night when they started getting ready for bed
they took turns using the bathroom.  Jean went first when she
came out she had on a light blur nightgown that had a lace
bodice that covered her ample breasts.  The transparent material
below her breasts allowed Nessa to see the valley between her
legs.  Nessa got up and carried her nightgown with her as she
used the bathroom.  When she came out she had on her pink
long tailed T-shirt.

	Jean was sitting on the bed because she didn't know what
side of the bed Nessa wonted to sleep on.  She stood up as
Nessa approached the bed and pulled back the covers.  She
motioned for Jean to get in bed and she got in behind her.  After
turning off the light she settled down to get comfortable before
going to sleep.

	Jean rolled over and kissed her on the mouth.  Rather
than returning to her side of the bed she continued the kiss.
Nessa opened her mouth and felt the older woman's tongue
probe her mouth.  She reached into the bodice of her nightgown
and pulled out her right breast and pulled Nessa's head down to
let her suckle on the nipple.  Nessa felt her nightshirt being
pulled up.  When Jean's hand reached the vulva she found that
she was shaven so that she only had a two-inch strip left above
her vagina.  She gently stroked the hair and rolled the clitoris
for a short time.  Then she parted the labia and inserted her
finger into the canal.  She was adding fingers every few
minutes until she was pushing her hand into the cunt.  Nessa lay
there sweating as she held her breath until she climaxed.

	When Nessa recovered Jean rolled onto her back.  She
took Nessa by the back of the neck with one hand and pulled
her head under the covers.  Nessa didn't put up much of a fight
as she was pushed towards the valley of Jean.  When she
reached the lower tummy the nightgown was already gathered
around Jeans waist.  She sucked the clit into her mouth.  She
took her time sucking the older woman.  She was enjoying the
smell and wanted it to last as long as possible.  After Jean
recovered Nessa just rested her head between Jean's legs and
went to sleep.

	Each day that Jean was there with Nessa, she became
more subservient to her.  On Nessa's day off they went
shopping.  They went to Sears and went to the women's
lingerie department.  Jean had picked this store because they
had a young teenager working in the department.  She selected
several items from the racks and then asked the girl where the
ladies room was because she needs to use the facilities.

	The girl led the two of them to the back past the changing
cubicles and pointed to the bathroom.  She was a little flustered
because she was not supposed to let the clothing out of her sight
to prevent shoplifting.  She nervously followed them into the
bathroom.  She waited near the sinks as the two women handed
her the lingerie and entered one of the stalls.  They closed the
door behind them.  She heard them fumbling around in the tight
quarters.  She could see their lower legs under the bottom of the
metal stalls.

	She saw the feet of the older woman assume the position
on the toilet and the feet of the younger woman assume the
position with her back to the stall door.  The sales clerk heard
the unmistakable sound of pee plashing in the toilet.  To the
girls surprise she saw the younger woman go to her knees.  She
could not see what was going on, but she could here the moans
of the older woman.  She could only guess what was going on
in there.  The younger woman was even making deep throaty
sounds.  Eventually the younger woman stood up.  The girl
heard the sound of toilet paper being rolled off.  She heard the
rustling of clothes.  When the door opened and they came out
the younger woman's makeup was smeared.

	They selected a few items and paid for them.  A couple
of days later they came back to the same clerk.  They asked the
girl again if they could use the bathroom.  The girl followed
them to the back even though they had not even picked up any
clothes.  This time when they entered the stall they didn't even
close the door.  The girl watched as the older women pulled up
her dress and sit on the toilet.  Nessa stepped aside so that the
girl could see Jean's cunt.  Then she knelt on the floor and put
her face close to the cunt as Jean let go and peed.  The girl
could not see what was going on but she was sure that the older
woman was peeing on her face.  She just stood there watching.

	When they stood up and fixed their clothes the girl just
stood there.  Nessa walked up to her and kissed her on the
mouth.  Jean approached and reached between her legs and felt
the girl's pussy through her clothes.  The girl could taste the pee
on Nessa's face as she returned the kiss.

	Jean asked the girl if she wanted to join them after work.
The girl blushed and said yes.   Jean and Nessa came back at
closing time and picked up the clerk.  After introductions where
they found out her name was Bonny Mac Farland.  They
stopped for fast food before going home.  Bonny called her
mother to let her know she was having dinner with friends and
would be late.

	When dinner was finished and the trash had been taken
out.  The three of them selected dace music CD's for the stereo.
They took turns dancing to the slow rhythm.  As they danced
they undressed each other.  As the music played on Jean sat on
the davenport and watched Nessa dance with the teenager.

	She thought they made a lovely couple as their naked
bodies rubbed each other as they slow danced.  They were
feeling each other's backs and behinds.  Nessa would do
anything to please Jean.

	Jean left the room for a short time.  When she returned
she has a large plastic tablecloth.  She spread it out on the floor.
She invited the girl to recline on the plastic.  Then she removed
the cap on a bottle of olive oil.  She stood over the girl and
dribbled oil over the body of the girl.  Jean invited Nessa to
spread the oil over the girl's body.

	As Nessa crouched over the girl's body and used her
hands to spread the oil over the girl's body, Jean watched from
a chair drawn up close.  Jean placed her hands on Nessa's back
and pushed her down on the girl.  It was a sensual dance of
shining flesh as Nessa slipped over the body of Bonny.

	Jean was putting on a strap on dildo the came with a
reservoir at the base to be filled with oil.  After filling it she put
the cap back on and squeezed the shaft of the toy until oil
seeped out of the holes in it.  Jean got down on the tablecloth
and moved on her knees until she was between the legs of the
couple on the floor.  She used her hand to guide the shaft
towards the anus of her lover.  Nessa froze as she felt the shaft
penetrate her ass.  With each thrust she slipped a little farther up
the girl's body.  Jean had to move up the girl's body too.  She
finally had to straddle her body.  By this time Nessa's breasts
were level with Bonny's mouth.  The girl took hold of a nipple
with her mouth and sucked on the nipples in turn.

	As Jean brought Nessa to a sweating, heaving and
moaning climax, Jean gave her one last thrust that drove the
dildo deep into her ass.  As Nessa collapsed on top of Bonny,
Jean withdrew the dildo from Nessa's asshole.  With oil still
dripping from the shaft she slid back wards, using her hand she
guided the warm shaft between the girl's lags.

	Bonny was not a virgin, but this was the first time she
had ever been fuck by a woman with a rubber dick.  Where a
flesh and blood cock has give no mater how hard they get a
rubber cock forces the flesh on the vagina to conform to the
shape of the dildo.  When Bonny felt the cock poking her cervix
she thought she was about to have the shaft poked right out of
her backside.  The discomfort added to the prolonging of her
climax.  When she did climax, Nessa had recovered and had
moved up her body.  As she opened her mouth to proclaim that
she was coming, Nessa lowered her pussy over the mouth.
Bonny had never felt so relaxed in her life.  All other sexual
acts felt like child's play in comparison.

	As the two women dropped the girl off at her home they
left behind a confirmed lesbian.


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