Date: 3 Dec 2001 13:01:12 -0800
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Angelika 2 (Adult Youth f/F)

Warning:

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

Please mail to: janmay699@icqmail.com if you have
suggestions for future chapters.


                      Angelika New Vistas
                              By
                             Jan


	After that day that I made love to that dark haired
girl in the handicapped dressing room at the bath I went
back every day at 8:00 AM hoping to find her.  The third
day after we made love in the handicapped dressing room I
was in the water by 8:00 AM again when a middle aged
woman sat down next to me on the bench.

	I looked at her and liked her right away.  Her hair
was salt and pepper gray and cut into a short bob that
curled under her ears.  The front was just a little long so
that her bangs drooped over her right eye and blended into
the hair wrapped behind her ear.  I knew it was easy to take
care of.  She was a little plump.  Her breasts looked like soft
pillows as big as her head.  They were held up by the halter
of her two piece swimming costume.  It was a rich royal
blue synthetic material that stretched over her abundant
breasts.  She was modest enough that her bottom was
covered by her suit.  She would never be seen in public in a
bikini.  Her legs were smooth and very white.  She must not
get much sun.  Her legs were thick but you could tell that
she had been very shapely when she was younger.  She may
have even been athletic in her youth.

	She turned to me and introduced herself to me.  She
told me that her name was Mary and that she was a
Hollander from Amsterdam.  She added that she was on
holiday from work.  I felt obliged to tell her that my name
was Angelika and that my family was on holiday from
Cologne.   This required the further explanation that I was
an only child.

	She asked, "How do you spend the day?"

	I told her, "Spend a lot of time here at the bath then
ride my rented bicycle around the island until dinner time."

	For a short time we sat there talking about everyday
things, like where we were from.  About this time the water
started its cycle.  The water was causing a strong jet
between our legs.  I didn't know if I should try and
masturbate with her sitting there or not.

	She made a comment on how nice it felt.  I could not
resist slipping my hand under the water to move the bottom
of my swim suit aside and let the water thrill me as I hung
on to edge of the bench.

	Mary asked, "Does that feel as good as it looks?"

	All I could do was shake my head in an affirmative
response.

	To my surprise Mary lifted up her rear end and
pulled her bottom down to her knees and straddled her
water jet and hung onto the edge of the bench too.

	We sat there through the complete cycle and both had
a climax from the massage we got from the water jet.  Then
the water reached the full depth and the water stopped
Mary pulled her suit up.

	She asked me, "Would you like to join her for lunch?"

	My hart jumped into my throat, I knew that she
wanted to make love to me and it only took me a second to
decide that I wanted to make love to a woman as old as or
older than my mother.  "I would love that very much!"

	She led me to the shower room and we showered next
to each other.  She even went so far as to remove her swim
suit and use the liquid soap to wash her body.  I felt obliged
to do the same thing.  As she checked out my developing
body I was checking hers out too.

	Her breasts only sagged a little.  What had my full
attention was her pubis.  It was covered with a thick growth
of salt and pepper mat of thick hair.  When she turned her
back to me to bend over to wash her legs I saw that her
anus was ringed with hair too.  Not much just a thin ring of
hair.  I was envisioning my face pressed against all that hair
and finding out if it was soft or coarse.  I was a little
embarrassed when she looked back at me and saw me
checking her out.  I could not help blushing.

	Mary said, "You look darling with your face flushed!"

	All that did was make me blush all the more.  She
made no attempted to hide that she was looking at my body
like she was about to buy a dress.  At thirteen my breasts
were starting to look promising and less like a boy's chest.
The areolas were getting larger if not darker and my
breasts were at least a hand full.  My waist was slimming
down and my hips were flaring out a little.  The platinum
blonde moss was not enough to hide my crack, but enough
to prove that I was not the child I had been.  My legs were
still a little long for my body but I knew I would grow into
them soon.

	Mary smiled at me and we went into the dressing
room and found our lockers.  She was about half way down
the room from me as we got our clothes.  She entered a
changing room near where she was.  I was a little
disappointed.  I had hoped that she would want both of us
to use the handicapped booth like that girl did.

	I finally went into the nearest stall and dried my hair.
All I had worn today was underpants, a pull over shirt with
a soft collar, jeans and sandals.  I stuffed my towel and
swim suit into my day pack and slung it over my shoulder.
When I opened the door Mary was standing there with a
grass basket with a handle with her stuff in it.

	We moved to the hair drier machines and inserted the
coins necessary to operate the hair driers.  We made sure
our hair was dry and checked our selves in the mirror as we
brushed it out.  We turned to face each other and she asked
if I was ready to go?

	She wrapped her arm around my arm in a way that
allowed her to lace her fingers in mine.  We went out of the
bath and I let her lead me.  We walked down the street in an
easterly direction that was leading us towards the long
narrow part of the island.

	When we reached the edge of the village we came to a
quaint little cottage with a grass thatch roof.  I don't know
if it was an authentic period cottage or one made to look
like one or not.  It sure looked like something from the past.
All the wood was dark with age.  It made a stark contrast
with the white walls, dark wood window shutters and doors
with the old straw roof that looked at least a meter or more
thick.

	She unlocked the door and stepped back to allow me
to enter first.  It was very quaint.  It had thick stocky chairs,
table and a little kitchen.  The oil lamps in this house looked
and smelled as if they were used as much as the electric
lights.  It had a small couch near the only window at the
front of the room and a comfortable chair facing the
fireplace that was black from use.  I could tell that the door
that divided the house led to the bedroom and the bathroom
must be in there too.

	She offered me the chair while she made a meal for
us.  I offered to help, but she told me that she needed the
practice because it was rare that she had company on this
island.

	I sat down and looked at the pile of magazines on the
stool next to her chair.  Besides the news papers there were
a few maximizes that caught my eye.  She read lesbian
stories like the ones I found in that hotel years ago.  The
print was almost gone from mine from all the times I had
masturbated reading them.

	I picked one up and was soon engrossed in the
pictures of lovely women making love.  My throat was dry
and I wanted to play with myself.

	Mary said, "Soups on my dear!"

	I looked up a little embarrassed that she knew what I
was looking at.  My voice cracked as I said, "Thank you
Ma'am.

	She told me to call her Mary and if I liked I could
bring the magazine to the table with me.

	I blushed and laid it on the seat of the chair as I went
to the little table and sat down with my back to the door.
Mary sat facing me.  She reached across the table and
gripped both my hands as she told me how thrilled she was
that I had joined her.  She told me that she wanted to make
me very happy.

	I smiled back and told her that, "I was thrilled to be
here."

	We ate in relative silence as we had a light meal of a
thick onion soup with a crust of melted cheese and dried
bread crumbs on top.  She had made a mixed green salad of
spinach and other garden greens with light wine vinegar
and olive oil.  We had some fresh bread and A little wine.

	When we were done she gathered up the dishes and
gave them a quick rinse as she washed them.   She told me
to go back to what I was doing as she cleaned up.

	I went back to the chair and picked up the magazine
again and started looking at it with vivid memories of what
that dark haired girl tasted like.  It started me when I felt
her standing in front of me.   I was still embarrassed that
she was seeing me looking at pictures of women in hot
sexual embraces.

	Mary took me by the hand and pulled me up as she
took my place in the chair.  She pulled me back so that I
was sitting on her lap.  She encouraged me to continue
looking at the pictures.  As I opened the thing up on my lap
I felt her hand on the leg of my jeans.  Long before her hand
reached the tight crotch of my underpants I was wet.

	As she rubbed my crotch I felt them heat up.  I could
not resist and leaned over and kissed her on the mouth.  It
was a lip to lip kiss.  When I was about to pull back Mary
put her other hand behind my head and held me there.  Her
tongue pried my mouth open and it took my breath away as
her tongue probed my mouth.

	I felt a little dizzy and put a hand on her to study
myself.  I was even more embarrassed because my hand was
on her big left tit.  She simple took hold of my wrist and
moved it inside her blouse.  The flesh felt so soft and warm.
I could not tell where her areolas started but her nipple was
a large rubbery thimble sized lump of flesh.

	When I returned her kiss, she moved her hand to the
waistband of my jeans.  Her fingers went into my pants she
was feeling the silkiness of my underpants.  When the kiss
ended Mary used both hand to open the buttons on my
jeans.  They popped open as she pulled on each flap pop,
pop, pop and pop.

	The next thing she did was pull my Polo Shirt out on
my pants and up my body until I had to lift arms so that she
could get it over my head.  It required that I remove my
hand from her shirt only long enough to remove the shirt
before I put it back inside her shirt.  My shirt simply fell to
the floor by the chair.   Now she slipped her hand under my
panties and felt the recent growth of hair between my legs.
I was squirming on her lap as her fingers sought out and
found the hidden valley and she smiled as she felt just how
wet I was.  I was sweating when she removed her hand and
smelt her finger.  Her smile was enough to tell me she like
what she smelt.

	Mary used both hands to pull the waist of my jeans
down.  I had to lift up a little so that she could pull them
past my legs.  I lifted one leg at a time so that she could pull
them off my feet after she removed the sandals.   She sat
their looking at my body in my white silky looking panties.
She drew me to her as she hugged me and kissed me on the
mouth again.

	Mary pushed me away far enough so that she could
admire my upper body with her eyes.  I wanted to cover my
breasts up with my hands but I felt that it would look
childish.  I wanted to make love to her as much as she
wanted to do it to me.  When she pulled the waistband of
my panties down I lifted up so she could get them off me
too.

	Here I was totally nude on Mary's lap and my hand
still inside her shirt.  Mary was content to hold me as she
used her right hand to probe the valley of my vagina.  When
her fingers touched my clitoris I soon had a climax.  I went
limp in her lap and rested my head on her shoulder.

	Without a word she picked me up in her arms and
carried me to the door to the next room.  I had been right;
when she opened the door it was an old fashioned room with
a four poster bed that was high off the ground.  It had an
adjoining bathroom.  I could see a copper bath tub through
the door.

	She laid me on the bed, much like what you would do
with a sleeping child.  I watched her remove her blouse.
Then she removed her skirt and shoes.  I held my breath
waiting to see her panties.  She faced me as she pulled her
panties down.  I was mesmerized by the size of her soft
breasts.  The areolas were large ovals of dark brown flesh
with those thimble size nipples.  As they swung freely I
could not help myself, I reached for them with both hands.

	As I held both nipples between my index and middle
fingers I used my thumbs to rub and flip the nipples.  This
caused Mary to stop undressing long enough to kiss me on
the mouth again.  She had to pull herself away long enough
to finish removing her underpants.

	When she stood up and rolled the waistband of her
ample underpants down past her hips they fell to the floor
around her feet.  She stepped out of them and bent over to
remove her shoes one at a time.  When she stood up she
struck a pose with her feet at shoulder width and her hands
on her hips.  I had an unobstructed view of her vagina.

	As I said earlier it was covered with a thick growth of
salt and pepper gray hair.  It was darker that the hair on
her head but still the gray was there.  She was standing so
close to the bed that I could smell her cunt.  It was so
thrilling that I was compelled to reach out and touch the
hair.  It was coarse but as I ran my finger up and down the
valley the hair parted and my finger slipped into the wet
valley.  Her clitoris was covered by a hood of skin.  I ran my
finger tip around and under that skin.  I felt how slippery
the clit was.

	Like Mary I pulled my hand away long enough to
smell my finger and taste her cunt juice.  This was only the
second cunt I had ever tasted but I knew that I was never
going to taste a sweeter one.

	Mary actually thrust her hips forward as I removed
my finger from her.  Before I could put my hand back into
her cunt, Mary straddled my legs and pulled me up and
back until I was laying across the bed.  Mary moved over
my body and I could feel her pubic hair on my flesh.  She
had to lift her legs up one at a time as she moved her knees
over my arms one at a time.  My arms were under her
ankles as she moved into position so that she could squat
down and cover my mouth with her wet pussy.

	Mary went from sitting on my breasts to rocking
forward enough that my nose was crammed into her wet
vagina.  I was in heaven.  The smell and taste of her juices
were causing my juices in my cunt to leak out of my cunt
and dribble between the cheeks of my ass until I could feel
the bed spread getting wet under me.  When she climaxed
she almost smothered me and my tongue was coated with
the juices she was making.

	When she recovered Mary moved down my body
until she was lying on top of me and she kissed me with all
the loving emotion any woman feels for her own children or
lover.  I felt like I was the safest girl in the world in her
arms.  Mary rolled off of me and onto her back.


	As I rolled over onto my side to look at her face her
eyes were closed and she looked almost asleep as her breasts
rose and fell with the slow rhythmic breathing of a relaxed
person at rest.  I traced the contour of her body with my
fingers and sought out her mouth with my lips.  I kissed her
with all the love I had ever felt for anyone up to that time.

	Then I kissed my way down her body.  I sucked on
her breasts as if I thought I could get milk from them.  The
feeling of those soft pillows molding to my face was some
how as rewarding and comforting as anything I had ever
done.

	When I moved down to kissed her pubis again Mary
pulled me around until my legs were pointed in the
direction of the window.  She rolled over me and fit her face
between my legs and kissed me on my pubis.  I was on my
back looking up at that wet hair and from this view the light
from the window removed all shadows from the valley of
her ass.  I was close enough to her anus that I could smell it.
As she lowered her hips down in time with her claming my
vagina with her mouth I opened my mouth to receive her
honey filled opening again.

	When her tongue entered my body I could not contain
myself and wrapped my legs around her head.  When she
pulled her head back she lifted my body off the bed.  When
we settled back onto the bed I reached up and toyed with
the hair around her anus.  In doing so her anus puckered up
like she wanted a kiss.  I was thinking about kissing her
there as my climax over came me and left me spent.  I
hardly noticed when Mary got up off the bed.

	I drifted off to sleep thinking about what we had just
shared with each other.   When I woke up Mary had bathed
and dressed.  She guided me into the bathroom and held me
between her legs as she washed my body with a warm wash
cloth.  When I was clean to her satisfaction she dried me off
with a large towel and helped me get dressed.

	I was fully awake when we kissed again at the door
with promises to do it again.  I got home in plenty of time to
hang out my swim suit and towel to dry before my parents
got home to take is to dinner that night.  They noticed that I
was distracted that night because they had to get my
attention to talk to me.  My mind was off on fantasies of
warm thighs and wet pussies.  In three days I had gone from
a girl masturbating about the thought of women to an
experienced love of women.


I hope you enjoyed the story and want more.  Please send
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