Date: Fri, 29 Nov 2019 12:38:33 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: Caroline (Lesbian/Adult Friends, oral anal, F/FFF) Adult Friends, oral anal, F/FFF 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. Author's Note: Copyright 2018 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@gmail.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Caroline By Jan The humid heat in the house smelling of alcohol, and cigarette smoke was overpowering. It was an all-girl party but they were becoming a little rowdy for my sensibilities. I had to get out of the crowded house. I walked out the back door of the kitchen onto the humid night air, heavy with the smell of night-blooming jasmine. Even though it was a warm Louisiana night, it was cooler than in the house. Anna (My college roommate.) had insisted that I accompany her to this party after spring finals. I hadn't wanted to go but she insisted. I knew I wouldn't enjoy the party because I came from a very religious fundamentalist religious family. It is the practice our congregation to stood up at Sunday services and publicly confessed our sins. Being brought up on hell-fire and damnation family, I consider myself a God-fearing girl. I was still a virgin at the age of twenty. The only boy I ever went out with was a simple-minded boy that was a good-looking boy but had the mind of a child. I was safe with him. I handled the money on dates, but if rude boys tried to molest me, he was capable of defending me. I was so small I could still get into movie theaters on a child's ticket. My family dates back to Nova Scotia, Canada. The English had rounded up the French and shipped them to the mouth of the Mississippi River on French owned land. The family survived and flourished. I had that Cajun accent but was unable to speak French. I was a blue-eyed, platinum blonde and only four-feet eleven-inches. I rankle at being compared to a Cupie Doll. The party made me feel a little uncomfortable being the shortest person at the crowded party. The backyard was landscaped nicely and there was a park bench alongside a path among a colorful floral display. While I was sitting quietly on the bench a woman came out of the back door. There was a floodlight that cast enough light over the back yard to allow me to make out that the woman was wearing a light summer dress with a full skirt and she had a short gray hairstyle. She casually walked towards my location down the path and when she reached my location, she said, "I needed to get a breath of air." She held out her right hand and as I took her hand she stated, "My name is Ruth, it is nice to meet you," I recognized that the name Ruth is a good religious name and said, "My name is Caroline." "May I join you?" Even though I preferred to be alone, I had to be polite and say, "Of course you may join me." She sat down on the bench next to me. She commented, "It feels good to be outdoors. I was starting to get overheated in there." I commented, "The smell of booze and smoke was starting to make my head spin and I just had to come out here to cool off." "You are an adorable young lady may I ask what school you attend?" I was a little embarrassed to be complimented and told her that I was a sophomore at the local religious college. She smiled and apologized, "I'm sorry I thought you were the younger sister of Anna." "Anna is my roommate. She insisted that I accompany her to this party," I responded. "I find you absolutely adorable." "Her comment made me uncomfortable, "Thank you." "Do you mind if I smoke?" Smoke had been one of the reasons I come outdoors, but I couldn't bring myself to object and said, "Not at all." She reached into a hidden pocket in the skirt of her dress and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a disposable lighter. She pulled out one cigarette and lit it. After taking a big drag on the cigarette she blew the smoke up into the air as she returned the pack and lighter into her skirt. Even though she did her best not to blow the smoke into my face by blowing the smoke up into the air, I could still smell the smoke. She placed her hand on my bare arm and said, "This home has a wonderfully landscaped yard. Would you like to take a walk around the garden with me?" "yes" When we stood up, it was obvious that she was at least seven inches taller than me. She slipped her arm around my waist and rested her left hand on the left cheek of my behind. (her hand on my backside made me uncomfortable.) As we strolled through the garden Ruth pointed out the flowers and plants in the garden. Of course, the floors were closed that late in the evening. As we circled the yard and made our way to the steps of the back door. She snuffed out her cigarette in an ashtray by the backdoor. As we entered the kitchen Ruth was just behind me. I was uncomfortable with what I witnessed taking place. There were a couple of older women with what I recognized as fellow students standing there and they were hugging and kissing. I moved through the house looking for Ann to ask her to take me back to the college campus. When I entered the living room, I was shocked to see naked women sitting on the furniture and lying on the floor with naked girls sitting on their laps and they were kissing and feeling up the girls. I was almost in a panic by the time I checked out the bedrooms and found the beds covered with naked females performing oral sex on each other. When I didn't find Ann, I wanted to get away as quickly as possible. Ruth followed me out of the front door as I made my way to the sidewalk. I was about to walk back to the campuses when Ruth offered to drive me back to the campuses. I accepted and she directed me to her car. Before she started her car, Ruth made the observation, "Ann didn't tell you what kind of party she was taking you to?" "I had no idea what kind of party she was taking me to! I am confused about it all. I had no idea there were so many of my fellow classmates could do what I just witnessed." "Why don't we go to a restaurant for coffee where we can talk about everything?" "Okay" Ruth drove us to a local chain restaurant and we sat in a booth where we could talk without anyone eavesdropping on our conversation. When the waitress approached us, Ruth ordered coffee for us and asked me if I would like a slice of pecan pie. When I accepted the offer, she added two slices of pecan pie-alamode with our coffee. The waitress returned soon with our coffee and pies. I was looking at my coffee as I sweetened and stated, "I am from a very religious family. In high school, I was only allowed to attend school dances with my parent's permission if I went with the son of a family friend that was slow-witted. He was very strong but had the mind of a child. I was like a sister to him. More than once he defended me from advances of other boys. I am a virgin!" "Did you know what kind of party it was?" "I never dreamed that women and girls did the kinds of things saw tonight. Did you know what kind of party it was? "I have been attending these parties for years. I was introduced to the parties when I was a freshman at the college." "I had never knowingly ever met anyone that would indulge in that kind of activity." "Why did you choose to attend this college?" "My family are Fundamental Christians and my mother attended this college." "What was your mother's maiden name?" "Her name used to me Betty La Londi." "OH, MY GAWD I know your mother! She was in one class behind me! Why don't you give her a call and tell her you're having coffee with Ruth Moreland?" I pulled my cell phone out of my purse and used the speed dial to call home. Mom answered the phone and I told her, "I'm having coffee with someone you may know. Her name is Ruth Moreland." Mom's answer shocked me, "Tell that BITCH to give me a call! Ask her who's pussy she is eating now?" I must have blushed, as I handed Ruth my phone. There was the usual greeting and Ruth said, "I met her at a faculty party. Caroline was shocked when she saw what was going on, so I offered to drive her back to the school dorm and bought her coffee and pie on the way to be able to talk to her." "No, but how could you send this innocent child off to this den of iniquity without letting her know that the school is a hotbed of lesbianism?" Ruth laughed at the response, "You need to get your butt up here and renew your pledge to the sisterhood!" After a few more rather explicitly sexual exchanges she said goodbye and handed the phone back to me. When I took the phone, Mother told me that she had a monstrous crush on Ruth for the three years that they had been in school at the same time. We said our goodbyes and I closed the ap and returned the phone to my purse. At the conclusion of the call, Ruth was in a very good mood and mentioned that it was about time to get me back to school. It was just a short drive to the school. She accompanied me into the dorm. The woman sitting at the desk didn't even ask her to sign in as we walked up the stairs to the second floor. I led her down the hall to room 215 Ann and I shared. Ruth told me that she occupied room 204 for four years with her roommate. And my mom was in room 210. Before opening the door, I apologized for the fact that our room was a mess. Routh chuckled because she assured me that my room couldn't be messier than her room used to be. Upon entering the room, we passed the bathroom shared with our next-door neighbors. We came upon the two bunks against the walls. There were closets along the walls and desks facing the windows. Ruth commented that the rooms look the same as they were in her day. She added that our beds looked like hers. Both of our beds were covered with my clothes. I scooped up some of my clothes to make room for us to be able to sit down. As I sat next to Ruth, I asked her, "How well do you know my mother and did my mother participate in the same kind of activities I saw taking place at that party tonight?" Ruth said, "I don't want to talk out of school, but I can assure you that your mother did enjoy the favors of plenty of her fellow students and faculty. Her and I swapped roommates many nights over my last three years of undergraduate school. "It is hard for me to believe that my mother was as earthy as you tell me that she was. But my mother obviously was a close friend of yours. My head is spinning. Do I dare to taste the fruits of forbidden sex?" Ruth wrapped her arm around my shoulders and lifted my head by my chin and kissed me on the lips. It was a gentle kiss that lingered. I relaxed and opened my mouth to say something stupid I'm sure and Ruth prevented me from speaking by sticking her tongue into my mouth. It was head spinning. I had never been kissed like that. While she was kissing me, she placed her hand on my breast and squeezed it gently. Once I got over the shock of being kissed and felt up by a woman old enough to be my mother I relaxed and enjoyed the breathtaking feeling. I actually felt my panties getting soaked by my own bodily fluid. I didn't resist as she laid me on the pile of my own clothes as she removed my clothes. The way she worshiped my breasts you would think they were the only ones in the world. Ruth sucked on them like she thought she could get milk out of them. She lifted her head and she told me, "You look so much like your mother when she was your age. The resemblance was so striking that is what attracted me to you the minute I saw you at the party." I was stunned into immobility when she lifted my legs and draped them over her back as she started licking my crotch. It seemed so nasty but it felt so thrilling at the same time. Her tongue was flicking my clitoris like a snake tastes and smells the air. It didn't take long before I was experiencing an orgasm at the hands of a woman. Afterward, I felt guilty for enjoying something my religion told was a sin. Knowing that my own mother had made love to this woman was also a turn on. I almost fainted when an orgasm swept over my body. While I recovered Ruth got off the bed and stood in front of me as she removed her dress. Ruth reached behind her back and pulled down the zipper. She pulled the straps off of her shoulders and pulled the dress down. She was not wearing a bra and her full breasts spilled out of the dress. She had brown dimpled areolas with grape- sized nipples. As she pushed the dress down over her wide hips her crotch came into view. I was surprised to see that she was not wearing panties. Her dark pubic hair was no more than a landing strip above her pussy. As she stepped out of the dress all she had on was nylons, three-inch heels, diamond earrings and a four-strand rope of freshwater pearls. I thought she was the most erotic woman I had ever seen. She commented, "We better do something about clearing the bed of all of these clothes." I got up and we sorted my clothes into the ones that had to go into the hamper and the ones to be hung up or put into drawers. When the bed was clear Ruth sat with her back against the pillow and her legs spread and knees bent. I mounted the bed on my knees between her legs and she lifted her breasts up as an offering to me. I placed my hands on both of her tits and molded them with my hands before taking a nipple into my mouth and sucking on them like a baby. It thrilled me to listen to Ruth singing my praises as I switched back and forth from nipple to nipple. Ruth eventually begged, "Honey, please suck my pussy like a good girl!" I wasn't sure I could do that, but I moved back and lowered my head. The smell of her crotch filled my nose. The pungent odor had a strange effect on me. I felt dizzy and I couldn't resist being drawn to the source of the smell. I saw that her clitoris was protruding past the opening of her pussy. It looked like a little penis. I placed two fingers on either side of her labia majora and pressed down, causing her clit to pop out even more. I licked her clit, causing Ruth to moan and beg me, "Suck my clit, Baby!" I lost track of time, but my jaw was aching by the time she announced, "I'M CUMMIMG!" and she clamped her thighs against my ears and bucked her body up and down like she was fucking my face. When she recovered, she moved down the bed to be able to rest her head on the pillow and pulled me up until I was laying on top of her. My face was wet with her bodily fluid, and I would smell my dry fluid on her face. We tongue kissed for a long time before Ruth pulled the bedding up to cover our bodies and rolled me over against the wall and wrapped her legs around my left thigh. We drifted off to sleep kissing. I heard Ann come into the room sometime in the early morning hours. She made some noise before eventually getting into her bead. I eventually heard her snoring in a sound sleep. In the morning, Ruth woke me up with a kiss suggested that we shower together and get dressed to go down to breakfast in the dining hall. It was a warm morning ad we took turns peeing, brushed our teeth and put on shower caps before we took a cool shower together and humped each other's thigh and kissed. We made my bed and got dressed. When we made our way down to the dining hall we got in line and picked up metal trays and silverware as we got in line. As we were filling our trays, one of the old ladies behind the serving line commented to Ruth, "Is this your new squeeze, Ruth?" Ruth responded, "Do you remember Betty La Londi? This is her daughter!" The serving lady smiles, "She looks just like her mother did! It's a wonder I didn't see it before. I guess it was because she doesn't have the same last name as her mother had back then." When we returned to my room Ann was still asleep under a pile of her clothes and some of them were on the floor. There was no need to disturb her or listen to her snoring, so we decided to go for a ride. We drove to her house and we sat in the living room and Ruth told me all about the parties that Mom and she had attended. They had partied in parties with a lot of professes and alumni. She told me about the times they had driven down to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. The had a great time collecting strings of cheap beads for flashing their tits and spent the night in a lesbian brothel. Ruth promised to take me to the next Mardi Gras. All of the talks about sex made me horny and I started pawing at her breasts. I reached behind her and unzipped the back of her dress. I pulled the dress down around her waist and started sucking on her tits again. After a short time, Ruth lifted her butt off of the couch and pushed the dress down to her knees and bicycled her legs to free the dress and kick it across the room. I knelt on the wooden floor and clung to her thighs as I smashed my face against her pussy again. I sucked on her clit and drove my tongue into her vagina until she actually squirted in my face. While Ruth was recovering, she stroked my hair before she pulled me up to my feet and said, "I better teach you about rimming before we visit brothels." She had me kneel on the couch facing the armrest and crossing my arms on it and resting my head on my arms. I didn't know what she was planning on doing to me but I was ready for anything. She flipped my skirt over my back and pulled my panties down around my knees before he placed her hands on my butt cheeks and rubbed them until they were warm. She spread my butt wide open and it thrilled me when she actually stuck a finger into my asshole and masturbated my asshole for a little while. When she removed her finger, she leaned close and smelled my asshole before she stuck out her tongue and licked my asshole. The shock of her action caused me to jerk away, but she clung to my hips and pulled me back against her face. I couldn't believe that she was actually licking my asshole. I would have had to admit that it did make my pussy tingle. While she was spitting and licking my asshole, she stuffed three fingers into my vagina and jilled me while tonguefucking me. When I had an orgasm, I fell forward smashing tits against the arm of the couch. When I sat on the couch, I felt fluids leaking out of my asshole and pussy creating a moist puddle under my butt. I was embarrassed because I was creating a spot on the cushion of her couch. I was at a loss for what to say or do. Ruth solved that problem. Ruth stood up just long enough to kneel facing the other armrest and assumed the Prayerful pose with her wide butt facing me. It was obvious that she wanted me to lick her asshole. I got on my knees behind her and looked at her butt. In her case her cheeks were wide enough that her asshole was in full view. It was ringed by a few dark hairs and the visible mucous membrane of her sphincter was a grayish-brown. I could smell her asshole and it was surprisingly sweet-smelling. I placed my hands on her butt and spread them to open her asshole. I was able to see into the red meat of the interior of her colon. On impulse, I spit into her asshole before I started licking her asshole. I was pleased with my efforts because Ruth was telling how good I was making her feel. I even fingerfucked her the same way she had done to me. After that weekend became a more interesting school because every class I was in, I evaluated the professor. I recognized several of them from the party. I took the initiatives and visited them during office hours on the pretense of seeking guidance about the class subject, but made sure they got a peek at my naked crotch. I had even gotten a red tattoo of a lipstick kiss right in the middle of where my pubic hair had been. I was getting my pussy eaten and eating their pussies almost every day. When Mardi Gras season arrived a group of teachers, alumni and students made the trip south by taking a couple of eight-passenger SUVs.' We had a great time watching the parades, listening to jazz and flashing tits for beads. Our group made our way to a second story French revival red brick building with an iron railing around the second story balcony. We entered the building and were greeted by an old silver-haired Madam that was pleasingly plump and she dressed the part of a Victorian Madam. She escorted us upstairs and introduced us to her stable of working girls. They were not shy about exposing their charms. The variety was amazing; There were black, oriental, Hispanic, and white women and girls to choose from. The facility and alumni were quick to snap up the young girls. I was overwhelmed when a full-figured black woman latched onto me. I think she thought I was much younger than I am. She was a huge woman with breasts that were at least 52-G size. She was wearing a purple ball gown., that was barely able to contain those monstrous tits. Half of the big chocolate-colored areolas were visible. She had big flabby arms. Her upper arms were bigger around than my waist. She swooped up and ushered me into a room that was aglow with a pink glow from a red light. It reeked of cheap perfume. The bed was covered with a plastic sheet that was oily. The woman told me with a thick French-Cajon accent that I could call her Mamma Bee, and that she just loved sweet young white girls. She removed my clothes, leaving me with only eight strings of colorful beads around my neck. Her hair was plastered down with a thick coat of 'Jerry-Curll.' When she took off her dress her tits sagged a lot with the nipples pointing to the floor. Her crotch was covered with pubic hair that was coiled like watch springs. Her thick thighs rubbed against each other creating dark semi-circles. When she sat on the bed and spread her legs, I saw a clitoris that stuck out at least three inches. Mama bee produced a bottle of strawberry smelling and tasting edible lubricant. She had me lay on the plastic sheet and poured some on my back and gave me a massage from neck to toes. She spent a lot of time lubricating my asshole too. Then she turned me over and did the same thing to my front. By the time she finished my body shined from the oil. She lay on top of me and rubbed her body all over my tits and crotch. It was amazing that as big as she was, I was able to support her weight. She straddled my right leg and she started rubbing her clit up and down the crack of m pussy. Every time her clit hammered mine, I got a thrill. Then she managed to force her clit into my vagina and she actually fucked me. We both had an orgasm. We were both covered in sweat and oil. We licked pussies and assholes. Eventually, Ruth came looking for me. The two of them wiped me off with towels and I got dressed, minus my panties. When our group was back on the street several of them commented that I smelled like strawberries. I allowed them to lick my arms to verify that I tasted like strawberries too. On the ride back to school Ruth ate my pussy all the way. I had several orgasms before falling asleep. Ruth carried me up to my room and put me to bed. When the spring semester came to an end and I had to go home all I could think about was getting back to school for the fall semester. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay6969@gmail.com.