Kelly loves mature women

By cs.unwin

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Precis: Kelly 19 has an affair with her 49 year old University Professor. When she is dumped she begins online dating to find a replacement.

Chapter I

Kelly Taylor locked the door to her dorm room and cried for two days. She alternated between hating Professor Janet Simister PhD., the woman who dumped her, and hating herself for falling in love with someone who treated her so badly. Kelly was more than halfway through her freshman year and just wanted to leave school; to leave the embarrassment, the shame and the heartbreak behind her.

Then she thought about her parents. They would be so disappointed and angry at the money she would have wasted. This thought brought on a fresh torrent of tears.

Kelly was a freshman at Colgate University in upstate New York. She had come there straight from graduating high school in Clinton NJ. Kelly was quite a shy but otherwise normal teenager; in high school she had spent a lot of time studying and did not go in for usual competitive sports: swimming, volleyball, track or any other activities which were popular with her classmates. Her passion had always been the outdoors; she had worked three years as a summer camp counselor and in the previous summer she managed to secure a coveted internship at Yellowstone National Park.

By her senior year Kelly was not classically cheerleader-pretty, but neither was she plain looking. She had the kind of looks that were different, some found her attractive and others not at all. At 5'8" she was tall for a girl and had a slim athletic build. Her dark brown hair was so curly it was almost kinky, and she had let it grow well past her shoulders. Her face was longer and pointier than round which, with her thick brown eyebrows, gave her a permanently mischievous look. When she wore a bra, it was usually a 32 B cup but she mostly favored sports bras. Overall, she was quite content with her looks and figure. The only thing that made her self-conscious was her body hair. Owing to some Italian ancestry, her bush, if left untrimmed, was a wild tangle of black hair that spilled out from her crotch, down her inner thighs, up to her navel, and pretty much covered the inside of her butt crack. She found it especially tedious to have to shave her legs and underarms every couple of days so at the age 14 she gave it up and vowed never to shave again. She also had a thin line of dark hair above her upper lip which was barely visible and could be made to disappear by applying peroxide. If she forgot to do that or if she didn't bother, her small mustache would be visible within a week.

During high school she had dated several boys and had lost her virginity at 14. But by 16 she had begun hanging around with the more fluid gender crowd at school and had some lesbian experiences. She dated a few lesbian girls but avoided any serious relationships. Kelly was a down to earth, practical girl; her experimentation with lesbian sex did not exactly change her world, but it did convince her she preferred pussy over cock.

Frosh week is similar in most American Universities, and it consists mainly of parties for new students and an opportunity for different clubs, organizations, sports, sororities and fraternities to recruit new members. The only one which interested Kelly was The Colgate Outdoor Club, which was dedicated to activities like hiking, rock climbing, kayaking and skiing. She attended their orientation meeting, and the first activity the Club had planned was a hike along part of the Allegheny Trail. It sounded like a fantastic expedition and Kelly was glad she had brought her camping equipment along with her to the university.

There were 12 students, a mix of boys and girls, who had signed up for the Outdoor Club hike. Professor Janet Simister, a 49-year-old French teacher, volunteered to join their group as chaperone/safety officer. When the group carpooled for transport to the hike starting point, Kelly drew a ride with Janet.

For Kelly Friday morning of the hike was a rush of packing, buying last minute items and getting to the campus on time. They were well on their way in Janet's car before Kelly could relax enough to take a good look at the woman driving her. Janet's ash blonde hair and coiffed side bang hairstyle made her look a bit younger than she was, but she had the characteristic look of a teacher used to authority. Her nose was large and made her look possibly Jewish. Her figure was good and evidently well cared for and only a bit thick around the middle. This was offset by her breasts which were very large, DDD size at least, but were nicely held up by a plus size sports bra.

`I didn't know they made sports bras that big!' Kelly thought to herself when she saw what Professor Simister was wearing.

Professor Simister (call me Janet) turned out to be a charming woman who seemed genuinely interested in her passenger. Kelly noted the woman frequently took her hand off the wheel to touch her whenever she wanted to make a point.

Kelly had dated enough lesbian women to listen to what her `gaydar' told her. There was no question Professor Janet Simister was flirting with her. 'But what should I do about it?' She wondered.

Kelly needn't have worried. Janet Simister had already planned all the necessary moves - she had plenty of experience seducing young college students.

"How did you enjoy Frosh Week Kelly?" Janet asked. "A pretty girl like you must have had scores of men chasing you. Did you meet any nice ones?"

"It was OK, Janet. A bit too much of a party for my taste. And quite a few guys came on to me, but they were disappointed. I mostly play for the other team now." She said.

"I'm glad to hear that dear!" Janet told her. "That's a choice I made when I was your age. Never looked back even though it was a little more controversial then than it is today."

"Do you have a partner?" Kelly asked.

"No, not at the moment." Janet replied. "And you?"

Kelly shook her head and asked: "how did you come to be a French teacher, Janet?"

Janet told Kelly how she had fallen in love with France as a young exchange student and decided to have a career that would let her travel to that country on a regular basis.

Kelly, who had only ever been as far as Montana and who had never been outside the continental United States, was very impressed. The older woman went on to tell Kelly about her adventures as a student in France and of some of the romances she had experienced. The younger woman hung on her every word and questioned her extensively about life in France and Europe.

"If I were younger I would do it all over again, and I would love to take you with me!" Janet said, half in jest.

"You don't need to be younger," Kelly said. "I think you are very attractive the age you are." She instantly regretted saying this because she thought it made her look foolish and her cheeks became red with embarrassment.

Sensing her discomfort, Janet put a hand on Kelly's knee and said: "It's OK my dear, I think you are very pretty and smart, and it's quite OK to have a crush on a teacher. It happens all the time at college."

They were quiet with their thoughts for a while.

As they approached the jumping off point for the hike, Janet asked: "Kelly, did you bring a tent?"

"Yes, I brought a one person through-hiking tent." She answered. "And you?"

"I brought a 2-person tent. And I was wondering...." Janet said.

"Wondering what?" Kelly asked.

"If we shared my 2-person tent and rebalanced our loads, we'd both have lighter packs for the hike." Janet said.

"Sounds like a good plan!" Kelly said smiling.

The group met at the jump off point and began the hike at noon. Janet and Kelly had arrived early and switched out the tents and by noon they were ready to go.

The first stage of the hike was quite challenging. The section of the Appalachian Trail they planned to hike mostly follows mountain ridges for its length. The first objective for the group was to make it to the top of that ridge, elevation 3,200 feet. They reached the top, took a short break and followed the ridge until 6pm when they arrived at the campsite where they planned to overnight.

Because Kelly had spent the summer outdoors at Yellowstone, she had no difficulty keeping up with the group and occasionally found herself at the front, setting the pace for others. Her long muscular legs ate up the miles with ease although the back of her shirt was soaked through with sweat. Janet spent most of the time near the middle of the group, but she also had little trouble keeping up. Kelly was secretly impressed with the stamina she showed at her age.

The group contained many experienced campers and quickly split up the different tasks required. By 630pm the tents were up, and several camping stoves were lit ready to begin cooking dinner. They ate together as a group and when they were finished Janet said to Kelly: "Come with me Kelly, I want to show you something."

Janet grabbed a blanket and went along the trail for about a quarter mile, with Kelly following close behind, until they reached a clearing in the forest that she had spotted earlier. She laid the blanket on the ground in the middle of the opening between the trees, pointed up and said: "the stars are just incredible tonight! This is a great place to watch them from."

The two lay down, side by side, shoulders and hips touching, and looked up into the night sky. Neither said a word but each was conscious of the warmth coming from the body of the other. After what seemed like quite a long time, Janet raised herself on her elbow and kissed Kelly on the lips. The younger woman gave out a groan, put her arms around Janet and kissed her back with passion that surprised her. Janet pushed her tongue into Kelly's mouth who returned the kiss with equal if not more intensity.

Kelly broke off suddenly and said: "I'm so sorry! That was inappropriate."

"Nonsense!" Janet replied, stroking her cheek with her fingers. "It's never wrong to follow your emotions. I think you have strong feelings for me."

"Oh God!" Kelly groaned. She had suddenly felt lonely and knew how much she wanted love. She put her head on Janet's ample chest and began sobbing, her tears falling to soak the older woman's shirt.

"What's the matter Kelly?" Janet asked. "Why the tears?"

"I just realized how lonely I've been Janet!" Kelly said between sobs. "And you're going to think I'm just an overly emotional teenager!" She said and kept sobbing.

"Nonsense Kelly," Janet said. "Do you want to love me?"

"Yes, yes, oh yes!" Kelly replied.

"I'd like to love you too, you silly girl. Stop crying. I will tell you something, you can have my heart, and if you want to be mine you can be for as long as you want." Janet said.

Kelly couldn't help sobbing and Janet said: "It's late, we need to go back to the tent and get some sleep."

The campsite was quiet by the time they reached their tent. It was early September and the temperature at night was cool - low 70s but not cold. Janet handed a flashlight to Kelly and said: "hold this."

She then proceeded to take off her shirt and bra and massaged her breasts where straps had pushed into the soft flesh. Her eyes were on Kelly, who stared spellbound. Janet lay on her back and pulled off her hiking pants and panties; the whole time the torch light playing on her.

"Do you like what you see dear?" Janet said, now completely undressed. She took the young girl's hands in her own and placed them on one of her boobs. While Kelly fondled the big soft orb Janet pulled her head close and kissed her on the lips. They tangled their tongues for a few moments and Janet lay back pushing Kelly on top of her and in between her legs. Kelly could smell Janet's arousal as she got close and since the flashlight had turned off, she operated by touch, taste and smell. Her tongue easily found Janet's clit in the darkness and gave it a lick, and then another.

Kelly felt Janet's hand in her hair which was full and thick enough for her to get a good grip. The woman pulled her as close as she could, ground her pussy onto her mouth and squeezed her head with thick heavy thighs.

"Touch yourself baby girl, use your fingers to fuck yourself!" Janet ordered.

Kelly did so while she licked and sucked Janet's pussy with as much concentration as for a final exam. She guessed she must have gotten a passing grade because before long she heard Janet moaning: "Ooh, ooh, ooh!" She also thought she could feel the woman's thighs quiver against her ears. The teacher pushed her head away, rolled on top of her and used her fingers to finish what Kelly's had started. And both, totally spent, fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day's hike was challenging for some in the group but not for Janet and Kelly. Whenever they found themselves alone on the trail they'd hold hands briefly, Kelly mouthing the words: "I love you," at the older woman. On the second night in their tent the two were less energetic. Janet undressed, lay on her inflatable mattress with legs open and said: lick me, baby girl. Kelly did so enthusiastically even though both had been sweating all day and neither had a chance to wash. She found she loved the well-seasoned taste of the woman with her sweat and body odor.

After Janet had an orgasm, she took Kelly in her arms and explored her strong, muscled limbs with her fingers. The younger girl was no weightlifter, but her muscles were taut and well defined after years enjoying vigorous outdoor activities. Janet was also fascinated by the young woman's body hair: her bushy underarms and the thick thatch of black hair which covered her pussy entirely and trailed down between her ass cheeks and up to her navel.

Before they fell asleep Kelly snuggled up to the older woman and said: "Janet, I love you more and more every day!"

The hiking group got back to Hamilton, NY and the university late Sunday night. Janet dropped Kelly off at her dorm and gave her a surreptitious kiss before letting her out of the car.

"Baby girl, you know that loving each other is strictly forbidden. It's a serious violation of the rules for faculty to sleep with students. If the administration finds out I could be fired." She said.

"Yes, I was worried about that!" Kelly answered. "I won't tell a soul and we can be careful, can't we? We don't have to stop, do we?" She said, alarmed.

"No, I don't want to stop either." Janet said. "But I can't go to your dorm and since I live in a university owned house and I'm surrounded by faculty, we can't go there either. Probably the safest place is my office. Is that alright with you baby girl?" She said.

"Yes, whenever you want, I'll be there!" Kelly said and entered her dorm room feeling a warm glow inside her. She was in love! It wasn't perfect but Janet was so fantastic she would make it work.

The next couple of days Kelly was busy with registering for courses and starting classes. Then she got a text from Janet inviting her to her office.

Janet's office was small, contained a desk and a couple of chairs, and the walls were completely filled with books of all kinds.

Janet met her at the door and gave her a lingering kiss. She was wearing a woman's business suit - a matching jacket and skirt. She locked the door and to the young woman's surprise began methodically to remove Kelly's clothes. When Kelly had been completely undressed Janet led her to her desk and asked her to sit on the top, facing her.

"Open your legs baby girl," Janet said. Kelly did as she was told.

"Now masturbate for me baby girl, I want to watch you cum."

As instructed Kelly began by rubbing her hairy pussy, stroking her clit, and finally fingering her wet cunt while stroking her clit. The combination of shame at being watched and the excitement made her reach her climax very quickly. When the sensations subsided and she looked over at Janet, she saw the professor was not wearing panties and had hiked her skirt up nearly around her waist. She could see her stroke her open shaved pussy.

"Baby girl, get on your knees and lick my pussy." Janet ordered.

Kelly did so. Still naked, she pressed her tongue into the woman's wet slit and used it to explore every crack and crevice, lash her clit and push her tongue deep into the woman's cunt. When the professor had her orgasm, she got Kelly up off the ground and kissed and licked her face, tasting her own cum on the younger woman's lips. She told Kelly to get dressed and let her out the door.

A couple of days later the younger woman was summoned again to Professor Simister's office. This time she wasn't asked to strip but directed to get on the floor right away and pleasure the older woman. This became a regular duty Janet demanded, three or four times a week. In between sessions Janet would call her and tell her how much she loved and needed her. She seemed so sincere and loving it always nearly brought Kelly close to tears. She was so infatuated with Janet that when the professor asked her to shave her armpits and her pussy, Kelly did so right away, even though she hadn't touched a razor since she was 14, and grooming herself properly took at least 30 minutes every second day.

When she did present herself to Janet freshly shaved, she was rewarded by being told to lie down on the woman's desk, legs open while she had her newly shaved pussy licked. But despite staying shaved for Janet, Kelly had her pussy licked only infrequently.

One day in mid-November, Kelly entered Janet's office to find another woman inside, sitting on a chair next to the Professor's desk. She looked a bit older than Janet, was tall and thin and without much of a bust. Kelly recognized her as a professor who she had seen around the campus. She later learned her name was Professor Michelle McDowell and she was in the French department and was likely senior to Janet.

That day however Janet did not introduce her, she simply told Briana to get on her knees and lick her pussy and make her cum. Kelly did so obediently, although she felt awkward and embarrassed at performing this intimate act in front of a stranger. When she had given Janet a climax and looked around for the first time, she noticed the other woman had hiked her skirt and was rubbing her own bare and smooth-shaven pussy.

The woman spoke for the first time and said to Janet: "she sucks your pussy any time you ask her? Just like that. Wonderful! You have a little treasure there."

"Yes, she's a jewel, isn't she." Janet said. "She'll lick yours if I tell her. Would you like that Michelle?"

"Yes, I'm so horny I couldn't piss. Get her to lick my pussy."

"Kelly, get on your knees lick her pussy please, baby girl!" Janet ordered. Kelly knelt before the stranger and gave her the same cunt licking, she had just given Janet.

"That was one of the best pussy sucking I've ever had Janet!" The woman said as she stood up and straightened her skirt. "Do you think you can arrange another session for me?"

"Sure," Janet said. "Any time you like, just let me know."

When she was done, the woman didn't say anything, but Janet led her to the door, gave her a hug and let her out. She turned to Kelly and said: "Thanks for doing this baby girl, that woman is really important in the Department."

Janet phoned her later that evening and said: "Baby girl, I'm so sorry, I never even asked you if you wanted to go down on Michelle! That was so wrong of me. I promise I will never do it again. Will you forgive me?"

"Oh Janet! I love you. You know I will do anything you want me to. And if it's important to you, it's important to me." Kelly said.

Janet and Kelly's relationship survived over the Christmas holidays when Kelly went home to her parents and missed Janet terribly. She occasionally got her colleague Michelle to join them and Kelly was keen to pleasure her, as she had done before, but it was sadly the cause of their undoing. In March word of their relationship got out and became common knowledge. In fact, Michelle was the cause because she was a heavy drinker and was known to speak carelessly when in her cups. No secret was safe so long as Michelle knew it.

Janet was summoned to a meeting with the university's Human Resources team and was confronted by their knowledge of her affair with a student. Janet was told to end the affair. Immediately. "This is your only and final warning!" She was told. Failure to comply with the order would result in immediate termination of employment, seniority and academic credentials.

"You'll be lucky to get a job teaching elementary school," she was warned.

Janet called Kelly and broke the news to her. The young girl was completely devastated by what she heard.

"Janet, I still love you! I can quit school. Let's move to France together and start over. It will be hard, but we can do it." She said. She was quite literally prepared to do anything to keep seeing Janet.

Sadly, for Kelly, Janet had no intention of doing anything which would jeopardize her good career and even better salary and pension.

"No Kelly," she said. "I'm sorry but it's over. I think you had best forget about me and find someone else. It was great while it lasted. Please don't try to contact me again!"

"No wait! Janet I love you! Don't hang up!" Kelly pleaded. But it was too late.

Kelly spent the rest of the school year either locked in her room or trying to keep from sobbing as she attended her classes. The last day of school finally arrived, and she packed all her belongings and set off for Clinton, NJ, vowing never to set foot in Colgate University ever again.

Chapter II

Kelly's parents naturally wanted her to return to the university and finish her degree, but she wouldn't even consider it. She wanted to get as far away from Colgate and Janet Simister as she possibly could. She got the idea somewhere that it would be both fun and educational to go to Europe, learn French by living in a French speaking country and work as a sort of mother's helper. Europeans had a word for this: au-pair! To Kelly this sounded a lot cooler than nanny or babysitter. She found a web site called aupairs.com where she learned there were hundreds of jobs in a dozen countries she was qualified for. Her parents agreed to pay her airfare and a week later, on May 16 Kelly found herself in the Arrivals hall at Brussels international airport in Belgium waiting for her new family to meet her.

According to the information she had received, Kelly was going to be working for Ed and Rain, an American couple who lived in Waterloo, a suburb of Brussels which is popular with expats. Ed was an executive for a US tech company. Rain looked after their two girls ages 5 and 7 years old. Kelly easily identified them by the cardboard sign they held up that said `Bannisters'.

Ed Bannister looked unremarkable, except perhaps a bit old to have such young children. Rain, on the other hand, was a real surprise; she was black. It is not all that common for American executives to have black wives and she looked far too young to be married to Ed. Her skin color was a nice rich brown, her face was round and almost Asian looking, and her black African American hair, which had been straightened, she wore shoulder length. Rain wore glasses which made her look younger than her 33 years. She had a big friendly charming smile and immediately gave Kelly a big full body hug.

"Welcome to Brussels!" She said. Kelly couldn't help noticing the soft pressure of very large breasts move against her; breasts that had been hidden by the colorful woven organic cotton dress she wore. It was a design from Oilily which is a very popular brand in Europe but hardly known in America.

"Say hello to Kelly!" Rain told the two children that accompanied them. "Kelly this is Seraphina who is 7 and her sister Elowen 5 years old." The two girls were of course lighter than their mother and wore colorful smocks apparently from the same designer as their mother's.

"So nice to meet you!" Kelly said to the girls and gave them each a hug.

Ed took her luggage, and they all went outside the terminal to where their car was parked.

The Bannisters lived less than an hours' drive from the airport, in a large house by Belgian standards but which would be considered small in America. Kelly was given her own room and her duties were explained to her. They mainly involved babysitting the two girls and helping with some light housework.

Though heartbroken, Kelly was determined to get back into circulation and start dating. She had given quite a bit of thought about who she wanted to date. Despite Janet having broken her heart, Kelly recognized Janet's age was a part of what she found exciting about her. And since the breakup she had found herself attracted to older women.

A couple of days after arriving in Waterloo Kelly logged into her account on the OKCupid dating site where she had an account she had barely used in quite a while.

The first thing she did was set the search parameters on 45 to 55 years old, women seeking women, in the vicinity of Brussels. This would hopefully sync up with her age and preferences and come up with some matches.

Kelly was a bit surprised when 11 matches came up right away. OKCupid is an English language site so all the matches were with English speaking women, but they all had different nationalities. She read each profile very carefully and discarded all but 5. Next, she went through her own profile and re-wrote it to ensure it matched her current interests.

Her profile now read: I'm an American woman newly arrived in Brussels, Lesbian, seeking women in the area aged 45 to 55 years old for love, romance, and a possible long-term relationship.

Kelly's profile already had a picture in it, which she thought made her look pretty good. She sent a brief message of interest to the 5 women she had selected from among the matches and then went to get the children ready for bed like she did nearly every night.

Kelly quickly got a reply from a woman named Kata, whose profile said she was Swiss and 46 years old. She had dark brown shoulder length wavy hair that she wore just below her ears. Her nose was a little large and straight, and she appeared to have a deep permanent tan. Her profile photo did not show a lot of detail, but the photo could not hide her breasts; they looked very large and heavy. Kelly thought she looked very pretty and suggested they have a video call to get acquainted. Kata replied almost immediately, and they agreed on a time.

Kelly asked the first question which was: "Kata, why are you interested in a woman as young as I am. You know I have only recently celebrated my 19th birthday."

"I will be honest with you," Kata said. "I think you are hot looking and to me younger women are always better looking than women my age. And I do feel young at heart, and I find most women my age kind of boring. How about you Kelly? Why older women." She asked.

Kelly told her the story of her last relationship, how much she loved her and how it hurt when she was dumped.

"Honestly, I just assumed I could find the same kind of relationship and didn't really think about it much. Are you single or in a relationship, Kata?"

"I did, but we broke up a little while ago." Kata said.

Kelly really wanted to know why she broke up, but decided to save that question for when she knew the woman better.

"I have to babysit the children Saturday but I'm free Sunday if you would like to meet Kata." Kelly said.

The older woman chose Cafe Capitale on the rue du Midi as their meeting place and Kelly found her way there the following Sunday evening. The Cafe was bright with high ceilings and birch-colored tables. Kelly felt self-conscious in the place because she had worn jeans and a t-shirt and her hair was a mass of untidy curls. All she had done to prepare was to put her hair in a scrunchie so that it wouldn't fall in her face. Her eyebrows hadn't been trimmed for as long as she could remember, and she hadn't put peroxide on the hair on her upper lip for quite a while.

Kata arrived wearing jeans and an oversized blazer which she needed to contain her big boobs. As Kelly expected, she had put on lipstick, eyeshadow and blush. She was shorter than the young girl by several inches.

"Kelly! There you are!" Kata said, moving right into the girl and giving her a light kiss on the lips. "You are much more lovely in person! I envy you that you look so fantastically casual. If you knew how long it took me to get ready for you..." She said.

As the weather is beautiful let's not stay inside. We can walk around, and I can show you some of Brussels. She said, took Kelly by the arm and led her out the door.

They walked arm in arm along the rue du Midi past a couple of streets to the Mannikin Pis statue, which is a famous fountain in which the water flows out of a little boys' peepee. Even Kelly had heard of this and was glad she could finally see it.

As they walked Kata told Kelly about how she had grown up in Lausanne, Switzerland and had come to Brussels to work for the European government.

"You said you were in a relationship, but not anymore," Kelly asked. "Can you tell me anything about it?"

Kata stopped, put her arms around the young girl and spoke to her, their faces only inches away from each other.

"I have a big confession to make to you my dear," she said. "I am, how do you say, crazy for young women. Nadine, my love, was much younger than me, and sadly, I could not keep her. If you want to leave me here and go home, I will understand."

Kelly pulled the woman even closer and said: "I think you are beautiful Kata, and we are a good match. I am attracted to women your age and I'm attracted to you." She leaned down and put her lips on Kata's, who couldn't restrain her excitement and kissed her back.

"You are so exciting!" Kata said. "Please, my beautiful Kelly, will you come to my apartment now, I want to make love with you. It is quite close by."

"Yes, let's go!" said Kelly. She hadn't been with a woman since Janet broke up with her and she found Kata attractive and desirable.

Kata lived not far away on the Blvd Augusta Reyers, in a low-rise apartment building. Once inside the door Kata led Kelly straight into the bedroom where she fell to her knees and began to open the American girl's trousers. Kelly found herself aroused and helped pull them off; Kata gazed in delight at the black curly hair which escaped the waist and leg bands of her panties and trailed up towards her belly button.

"Magnificent!" Kata murmured and placed her hot wet tongue on the crotch of Kelly's panties, as if seeking her flavor. "So much hair! I love it!"

Kelly managed to wriggle out her jeans and Kata pulled down her panties. She ran her fingers through the luxuriant tangle of black hair that covered her pussy. The American girl had not had sex for so long she ached to have Kata's mouth in between her legs and so she pushed the older woman onto her back on the bed, climbed up on her knees and straddled Kata's face, her hands placed on her thighs for balance.

Later Kelly wondered how she had found the courage to take the initiative. With her previous lover she had mostly let Janet take the lead. Kelly lowered her hairy pussy onto the older woman's face and pushed hard against her mouth, grabbing her hair and directing her head and face to exactly where she wanted it. Kata slid her tongue up and down between Kelly's wet and hairy lips, alternatively pressing her swollen clit against the flat of her tongue and making sure it entered her dripping wet hole.

Kelly climaxed very quickly, which Kata could sense because felt her thighs quiver next to her ears.

After her first climax Kelly turned around so that she faced Kata's feet and with feverish haste began to remove the older woman's clothes. After pulling up her shirt she ignored the fasteners on Kata's bra and simply pulled it up so she could grab her breasts. She groped them roughly which caused the older woman to moan: "yes, yes my powerful lover, squeeze me hard, use me as you like!"

"Take off your pants Kata, I want to look at your cunt!" Kelly said, and the older woman lifted her ass off the bed and slid off her jeans and the red string panties she had been wearing. Her pussy was clean shaven and plump enough the labia were nicely tucked inside her slit.

Kelly leaned forward and used the fingers of both hands to part her lips and examine the treasure below; she was wet and shiny inside; her vagina was open and inviting.

Kelly lay on top of Kata, enjoying the cushion of her soft full body and breasts. The older woman covered her face and neck with small kisses and her hands caressed her back and shoulders, exploring her soft skin with well-formed muscles underneath.

"You are surprisingly strong, Kelly. You don't look like it but underneath! Zut!" Kata said.

"I really like how big and soft you are. And your breasts are fantastic." Kelly said.

"They are yours, my love. In fact, I want you to have all of me. Please don't let this be just a one-night stand. Do you have many girlfriends here?"

"No Kata, you are my first." Kelly said.

"I will do whatever you want, my young American girl. If you like it rough, you can use me hard. If you want me soft I will be sweet for you."

Kelly was feeling quite pleased. This was working very nicely for her. And her thoughts naturally turned to what it might be like to have a relationship with this lovely Swiss woman.

"My love, can you do something for me," Kata said, interrupting her thoughts.

"Sure, what would you like?" Came the reply.

"Can you please fuck me with a strap-on?" Kata asked.

Kelly became excited. She and Janet had never used any toys, but of course she had heard of strap-on dildos, and had found the idea interesting.

"You have one for me to use?" She asked.

"Yes, my old partner loved to fuck me, but when she left me her toys stayed behind." Kata said, got up and brought out a box that looked like a vinyl make-up case. When she opened it she brought out a realistic looking pink vinyl cock. It was about 7" long and 3" in diameter. She also took out a black harness made of webbing to which the cock was meant to be attached.

"Stand up dear and let me put it on you." Kata said, and when Kelly stood up, she knelt before her and attached the webbing around her waist and to her thighs. Kata took the end of the cock in her mouth and simulated fellatio to wet the shaft with her saliva.

Kelly swung her hips side to side and up and down and watched as the cock bounced and rocked gently. She really liked the feeling, just like a man and it gave her power and confidence.

"Do you have a mirror," she asked, and went to stand in front of it looking at her suddenly masculinized image.

"Wow, this feels really cool," Kelly said. "I think I understand a bit how it feels to be a guy."

"Please!" Kata implored her, "come and fuck me!" And she knelt on the edge of the bed.

"I find it's best when I kneel on the edge like this with my head down and ass in the air. That way you can fuck me standing up. And the angle is perfect. Here is some lube for the tip." She said and assumed the position on the bed, her broad ass pushing up and her pussy lips pulled apart.

"Please fuck me hard Kelly," she said to her lover.

The American girl squeezed a bit of lube on the cock's tip and placed it in the entrance of Kata's vagina. She only needed to push forward and the cock's head would bury itself inside her. She did so and was surprised how easily it slid in, and she began to fuck the big older woman in earnest.

Keeping balance by putting her hands on Kata's back she was able to enter her cunt with some force. After a few minutes like this she took hold of her shoulders for leverage to be able to push harder. Then she grabbed Kata's hair for the same purchase and finally held on to her big swinging tits while she pounded away at her cunt.

The pressure of the dildo's base provided some stimulation each time she thrust, but she got the most pleasure from Kata's obvious gratification, her unmistakable multiple orgasms and her cries of "fuck me, fuck me Kelly".

When they were both worn out, they lay on the bed holding each other, the sweat from their bodies mingling.

"I have to leave soon, Kata," Kelly said. "Tomorrow's a work day."

"I wish you could stay! I haven't been so satisfied in a long time. Can we do it again soon?" Kata said.

"Sure," Kelly said. "Just tell me when and where."

"You know something, I love it that you are such a great top." Kata said.

"Top?" Kelly asked.

"Kelly, I think you must have led a very sheltered life. Most lesbians take either a top or a bottom role, or to put it another way, they are masculine or feminine. Not all but I'd say for the most part."

"You think I should play the male role?" Kelly asked.

"Yes, you're a natural. You're slim and strong. I'm 100% femme and the way you used me tonight I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Also, you might think about dressing more masculine, maybe changing your hairstyle. It would help you get into the role of a butch!"

"I can do that!" Kelly said. "It could be fun."

"Oh! Look at that!" Kata said, coming close and looking in her face. "You have a mustache!"

"Yes," Kelly said, more than a little embarrassed. "Usually it can't be seen but I've been lazy and haven't applied hydrogen peroxide in weeks."

"Noo! Don't! Kelly. Let it go dark. Having a pencil thin mustache is sooo butch. Just try it and see what happens."

"I have something else that might help you play the role," she said and reached into her toy box to pull out a smaller penis that was attached to what looked like Lycra boxer shorts. Except that it had a cock sticking out the front.

"This is what some `tops' call `going strapped'. You wear this under your jeans and you get to feel what it's' like to have a cock."

"I'll take it!" Kelly said.

Reluctantly the American girl detached herself from Kata, got dressed and left to catch the Metro back to Waterloo.

It was midnight by the time she got home and was grateful no one was awake to smell her. She was sure she reeked of aroused cunt!

Chapter III

When Kelly awoke the next morning, the events of the previous evening came back to her, and her pussy began to moisten. She was about to start stroking and give herself a `little cum', but realized it was Monday morning and time to prepare the children for school. Rain Bannister was busy getting ready herself, she had a PTA function and offered to drop her children at school. This left Kelly with only some cleaning and tidying the children's bedroom and by 10am she was free to do what she wanted.

She gave a lot of thought about what Kata had told her about butches and femmes and remembered how it felt to have a cock dangling between her legs. This memory was replaced by the shame she had felt by how dependent and submissive she had been to Janet.

`Never again!' She promised herself. Maybe if she were butch it would help her forget those feelings of dependence. Eager to learn more, Kelly logged onto the internet to research what a butch looked like. First and pretty obviously, butches don't usually wear dresses. That worked for her as she had only brought a couple from home. Second, butches rarely showed off their tits. Kelly decided she could fix that; her boobs were pretty small anyway; if she did not wear a bra and put on loose button down type shirts, her tits would disappear -- poof, just like that! She giggled to herself.

Her hair was a bigger problem; it was black and thick and kinky/curly and fell to the middle of her back. She wasn't ready to cut her hair off; that was going way too far. After looking at different styles she hit upon an idea: if she braided her hair into two long pigtails, that would alter her silhouette and general appearance. She could then roll the braids into a bun on the top or wear them as French Braids or Dutch braids. She liked this idea and decided to wait until the two Bannister girls came home from school to help her. It was something they would love to do.

Later that afternoon when she asked the two girls for their help they were immediately enthusiastic, and Seraphina, the 7 year old was especially so. She was a very pretty girl, a beautiful cafe au lait color owing to her mixed race. Kelly instructed them to braid her hair as tightly as possible to leave it in two thin pigtails which could be worn in front or at the back or pinned up. Kelly also remembered she had a black New York Yankees baseball cap which she tried on and combined with the braids to give her quite a butch look, she thought.

Rain, when she saw Kelly's transformation said: "Wow! You look totally different. What made you change?"

Kelly wasn't sure how to explain but decided to tell Rain the partial truth. She said: "coming here to Belgium had a pretty big impact on me, and I thought I needed a new look. Something a little less girly."

"It's pretty different, but I like it," Rain said and gave her a long lingering look. Kelly wasn't sure what kind of signal she was sending, but thought she felt a vibe of attraction. Rain was a seriously good-looking woman, she thought and wondered how her pussy looked and tasted.

She quickly dismissed the thought but asked Rain: "I need an oversized button-down shirt and I wondered if your husband had any I can use? Maybe one too small or that he wants to throw out?"

Rain gave her a funny look and said, I think so, let me check! And left to search. She came back with a button-down shirt with light pinstripes that was obviously much too small for her husband. Kelly put it in and tucked the hem into her jeans. She looked in the mirror and saw no trace of her boobs. Rain looked at her with surprise, and said, "you almost look like a boy! And a very good looking one. I'd go out with you!" Kelly blushed, muttered an excuse and retreated to her room, where she put on her baseball cap and set about taking selfies in her new butch look.

She reviewed the selfies to see which one would be most effective for her OKCupid profile. At the last moment she had an idea and put on the strap-on cock Kata had given her then put her black jeans on over it. It took a few selfies to get it right but when she looked at the photo carefully, she could see a barely perceptible but definitely present bulge of a cock down the inside of one leg. After uploading the photos to OKCupid, Kelly changed her profile to read: I'm an American dyke newly arrived in Brussels, seeking women in the area aged 40 to 50 years old for dating. Femmes only need reply. She also changed the name on her profile to Kels. She thought it sounded more butch-like than Kelly.

Kelly was busy with housework and babysitting for the next couple of days and did not check her OKCupid account. When she did, she found a dozen replies, all quite promising. She chose three she liked the most and replied to them. A day later she had her responses and decided to connect with a woman named Clairette Dupont-Montagne, age 57 and Belgian, from Brussels. Her face looked her age and her hair was grayish white, fairly short and expensively styled; she also wore glasses. Her body looked like that of a much younger woman, including her tits which were a decent size.

`Dear Kels,' her message read, `I'm a single woman in the prime of her sexual life. I like fine wines, good food, and expensive clothes. I also like you and would love to show you how much I can please you. Hugs and Kisses, Clair.'

Kelly set up a Skype call with Clair a couple of days later. The woman's clothing and make-up was impeccable, and she looked very good for her age. Clair insisted on taking Kelly for dinner to La Truffe Noir, one of the city's fancier and more expensive restaurants. Kelly was a little apprehensive as she'd never been to such a place before but decided if she did anything wrong it would not be on her - it was Clair's party.

It was not until the following Monday night Kelly was able to get some time off from the Bannisters. She wore black jeans and her man's shirt without a bra, and left the house strapped.

When she arrived at the restaurant, she found Clair waiting for her in a beautifully furnished lounge area which had a huge fireplace and antique leather couches and chairs. Clair was average height for her age which is about 5'4" and it meant Kelly was about 5 inches taller than she was. She was wearing a cabernet colored A-line, V-neck chiffon cocktail dress with a diamond necklace and sapphire pendant and matching earrings. The dress highlighted her nice breasts which, as a result of a plunge bra, showed a good deal of cleavage.

Kelly felt immediately out of place and ill at ease, but Clair greeted her so warmly it made her feel instantly better. The staff paid no attention to the way she was dressed and fawned over Clair, which dispelled all of her doubts and gave her confidence. They were led into the dining room which had been the salon of an 18th century mansion and seated at a round table.

"Kels, Truffe is French for truffles, which is the specialty here. I'm happy to order for you if you like. Is there anything you really don't like to eat? And is red wine ok?" Clair said.

Kelly said she was fine with her suggestions and left the ordering to her host.

Once they'd ordered and the wine had been poured, Kelly said: "Clair, can you show me where the lady's room is?"

"Of course, dear," the woman answered.

The ladies' room was as nicely appointed as the rest of the establishment; fresh towels and facecloths were set at each washbasin. The toilets were very different from the open top and bottom cubicles that Kelly was used to in America. Instead, the toilets were situated in small closed rooms with heavy oak doors. Kelly took Clair by the hand and led her into one of the toilet stalls, shut the door and took the woman in her arms. Clair sighed and relaxed as Kelly kissed her. As they kissed Kelly reached under her cocktail dress and put her hands on the woman's inner thigh. She felt a garter belt and then silky panties which had been worn over them. She used her fingers to caress the Clair's slit through the delicate fabric.

"Take them off!" Kelly said to the older woman.

"Oh God, that's going to make me wet the chair and my dress!" She said, but pulled the panties down to her ankles, stepped out of them, picked them up and offered them to Kelly. She sniffed them and put them into Clair's purse.

Kelly took the woman's hand and placed it on the bulge of her strap on, and she said: "I brought this for you. Let's get through dinner quickly so I can use it!"

"Whatever you like my darling, I'm here to please you!" Clair said to her.

When they were outside the restaurant, Clair said: "Would you like to come to my apartment? We can take a taxi." Kelly agreed.

In the back of the taxi Kelly put her arm around the older woman and put a hand under her dress. She had the distinct impression she could do whatever she wanted to Clair, and she found that very exciting. Of course, it triggered a memory of how submissive she herself had been with Janet, her French teacher. She found it embarrassing for a moment, but rationalized by thinking:

`1) it was a different time, 2) it is a different country, and 3) I have changed. If this woman wants to act the way I did, I might as well enjoy it.'

Her fingers found Clair's pussy; it had a covering of pubic hair that felt trimmed. Kelly wondered if it was gray like the hair on her head! As the tips of her fingers parted her pussy lips, she immediately felt the viscous fluid that was her cum, trapped inside. Clair opened her legs to give the young girl better access and began kissing her neck. Kelly pushed her index finger deep as it would go into the slippery hole that was her vagina. Clair shuddered and groaned: "Oh Kels, that feels so good."

Before Kelly could continue her explorations they arrived at their destination. Clair lived in an elegant apartment building that looked at least 200 years old. Inside were the high ceilings that were popular at that time. Kelly followed the woman inside and as soon as she closed the door behind her, took her into her arms and began kissing her. Clair responded with passion and Kelly was overwhelmed by the scent of her expensive perfume. She paused and whispered in the younger woman's ear: "Darling I have to tell you something, I like to be used hard and rough and I love humiliation. Treat me like a dirty slut and I will be yours forever."

Kelly reached inside the V-neck of the woman's dress and pulled out her breast. It was at least a C cup but soft and loose and with large brown nipples the size of cigarette filters. Kelly was not gentle with her and the rougher she got the more aroused Clair seemed to get.

There was a low table only a few feet from the front door; Kelly pushed the older woman over to it and made her bend over it face down. She lifted Clair's dress and pushed it up on her back exposing her naked white bottom and black garter belt. She used her knee to open Clair's legs and with her other hand freed the strap-on that had been waiting patiently inside her pants. Almost without pausing she thrust the vinyl cock into Clair's wet pussy and it slid in like it had been made to fit. Kelly began thrusting hard and fast, holding onto and squeezing tightly the woman's soft tits for leverage.

Kelly used her young muscular body to pound the old lady, mauling her tits, pulling her hair and ruining her carefully styling. She paused for a second to remove Clair's cocktail dress and bra, leaving her clad only in old fashioned stockings and a suspender belt.

Kelly was enjoying herself, each time she thrust into the older woman the base of her dildo pressed against her clit and the way she was using her awakened something in her she hadn't known was there. She felt like a dyke who had a right to use her bitch however she wanted.

By the sound of her groans and moans it appeared to Kelly that Clair had cum many times. Now it's my turn she thought to herself. She pulled her cock out of the woman's wet cunt, pulled her off the desk and pushed her to the floor. Clair knelt in front of her a look of anticipation and adoration in her eyes.

"Undress me cunt!" Kelly said to her. "I need you to lick my pussy."

Clair moved very quickly to remove Kelly's shoes, pants, shirt and Lycra boxers with the vinyl cock. She paused only to admire Kelly's hair which thickly covered her crotch and erupted from there and spread over her thighs, between the cheeks of her ass and up towards her navel.

"Oh my God!" She said touching her hairy bush as if it were a sacred object.

Kelly waited patiently for her to finish and said: "I want to do this lying down, take me to your bedroom."

Leaving their clothes in a pile by the entrance, Clair led Kelly to a bedroom which exuded elegance and comfort. The room featured a plush, king-sized bed with soft, high-thread-count linens in muted, soothing colors. A crystal chandelier cast a warm, gentle glow over the room. Silk drapes framed large windows and the room boasted tasteful, handcrafted furniture, including an antique armchair and a well-stocked bookshelf. Rich hardwood floors were adorned with plush area rugs, while expensive oil paintings decorated the walls. There was an ensuite bathroom with marble accents, a deep soaking tub, and a spacious walk-in shower. Overall, the room radiated a sense of opulence and tranquility; Kelly liked it and thought to herself: `I could get used to this!'

The younger woman climbed on the bed, arranged pillows for comfort and lay back legs open, hairy pussy wide and inviting. She beckoned Clair with a finger and said: show me how much you like my pussy!

Clair began to lick the hairy gash that was offered her, its pink insides glistening with arousal. The older woman went straight for her clitoris which was swollen and whose shiny head protruded from a wrinkled prepuce. Clair licked the exposed bud with her hot wet tongue and Kelly's pelvis twitched in response, and she then covered the whole organ with her tongue and sucked it like a little penis. Kelly arched her back and moaned with pleasure as electric shocks of pleasure penetrated her lower abdomen.

Emboldened, Clair slid her tongue up and down Kelly's hairy furrow and plunged into her dripping wet hole. The younger woman's face became tight with concentration and her breathing became heavy as the older woman's tongue transported her to a state of rapture. Clair watched her expression closely and felt she was observing something special and intimate, and it made her feel very close to Kelly at that moment. The younger woman, feeling her climax cresting violently grabbed Clair by the hair and pulled her closer, forcing that practiced tongue deeper into her wet vagina. Clair, jubilant she was able to give her such a powerful climax was elated at Kelly using her so roughly and selfishly.

As Kelly recovered from her climax and her breathing slowed, Clair watched the beautiful young woman in her bed in amazement, afraid to move and break the spell. After some time as her climax subsided Kelly opened her eyes and looked at the older woman watching her intently. Her face took on a mischievous look and she said:

"I suppose you are good for something you worthless slut!"

Young and inexperienced as she might be, Kelly had an unerring instinct for what this older woman needed. She had been in a similar state not that many months previously. She grabbed Clair by her now disheveled hair and ordered her into the bathroom. There she pulled her into the shower and made her get on her knees. She opened her legs and ordered the much older woman to `lick her cunt'!

She held her by the hair and used the woman's head and the thrust of her pelvis as sort of human sex wand, fucking her mouth and tongue. Kelly had a definite purpose in mind because she had long ago learned that her orgasm could be greatly enhanced if she let her bladder go at just the right time. When Clair's tongue brought on her inevitable climax, she relaxed her pelvic muscles and expelled a thick stream of hot urine directly into the older woman's mouth.

Clair opened her mouth wide so as to catch the whole stream; some she swallowed and the rest she let stream over her body. When Kelly's stream of piss was spent, Clair thrust her tongue into the girl's hairy pussy again, intent on cleaning every last drop from between her lips.

"Thank you my beautiful Kelly for giving me your cunt and your piss." Clair said.

The two showered afterwards and Clair carefully and tenderly cleaned Kelly's body, taking delight in washing her body hair with shampoo, and carefully cleaning her pussy, asshole and armpits. They returned to the bedroom where Kelly lay on her back and let Clair caress her body, running her fingers through her body hair and gently kissing her nipples.

"I need you Kels. I know your job doesn't pay very well. I have lots of money, what if I pay you to live with me. Will you do that? You can use me as your fuck toy, piss bucket, whatever you like. Just be here with me." She said.

Kelly was flattered. Young as she was, she quite enjoyed using this dirty old woman. And if she could make better money and wouldn't have to do any more cleaning, it was worth considering. On the other hand, every week she spent in Belgium seemed to bring her a new and more interesting experiences. And she thought about Kata and her wonderful big breasts. She really wanted to play with her. And she also thought about the unanswered matches on her OKCupid account.

"Clair, that's a wonderful offer and I thank you. I will take it very seriously, but I don't want to rush into anything at the moment. Please give me a little time and we can see where this leads. Thanks for a wonderful evening," she said and began to collect her clothes to get ready to leave.

"Tomorrow is a school day and it's my turn to take the children to school." Kelly said, and she got dressed and left the apartment.

Chapter IV

It was past midnight by the time Kelly got back to the Bannister house. To her surprise Rain was still awake and had obviously been waiting for her in the kitchen.

"Did you have a nice evening," Rain asked her.

"Uh, sure it was nice," Kelly answered as she tried to move away from the woman because she was sure that the smell of expensive perfume and pussy was quite strong on her.

"Kelly you're an adult, but we are still to some extent responsible for you. I'd like to ask you to call or text and let me know if you're going to stay out after 11 or if you're going to be out overnight."

"Sure Rain," Kelly said." Sorry, I can do that. No problem."

"Thanks dear, actually there's another reason. Ed is out of town, again, and I really don't like being home alone while he's away." She said, and moved so close to Kelly they were touching.

Kelly always thought Rain was hot looking, but tonight she seemed especially so. That night she had on one of her husband's companies' t-shirts, XXL size. It was very large on her, but so were her breasts which were braless and quite visible under the thin cotton. The shirt's bottom came to mid-thigh and Kelly wondered if she was wearing panties. As it was her shapely brown legs contrasted with the shirt's white color and hinted at what lay underneath.

"I'm sorry Rain, I didn't know. I'll try to be more thoughtful. How long is Ed away for?" She asked.

"A long time!" Rain said. "He will be working out of the head office in the states for 6 weeks. They'll fly him back a couple of times, but still..."

Kelly was sure it was impossible for Rain to miss the scent of perfume and pussy on her. When Rain asked: "Did you go anywhere interesting tonight?" Kelly said: ։no just some Belgian restaurant. I forget the name. Excuse me, it's been a long day, can we catch up on this later?" And she backed out of the kitchen and headed up to her bedroom.

Upstairs in her room she checked her OKCupid account and discovered she had 6 more messages from new contacts. She already had 5 she hadn't responded to. `Wow!' She thought to herself, `this is crazy. All these new contacts! And I said I would see Kata again, and Clair wants to pay me to move in with her.' She fell asleep pondering her options.

The next morning was her turn to take the school run and ferry the two girls to the International School of Waterloo. A group of mothers and au-pairs gathered in the school parking lot, socializing, as they did every day. Kelly had unconsciously dressed in one of her butch outfits, masculine looking jeans, oversize shirt, and her Yankees cap. It was the first time she had appeared at school with her hair in braids. She got some curious stares.

Her next evening off was Wednesday and she called Kata to find out if she wanted to get together.

"Oh my God yes!" The 46-year-old woman exclaimed, "I was so worried you wouldn't call. I think you're amazing and so hot!"

"Yeah I know. And you're a pretty good fuck, so I'll let you do me." Kelly said, a little surprised at how fast she had assumed the persona of confident dyke. "I would like to go out somewhere so I can show you off as my bitch, and we can go to your place and fuck after." "My pussy's already wet!" Kata said. "Have you ever been to a lesbian bar?" When Kelly said she hadn't, Kata offered to take her to one in Brussels.

When Kelly checked her phone she noticed she had 2 missed calls and 3 text messages from Clair. Kelly was a little annoyed by her persistence and thought about calling her later.

Kata suggested the Rainbow Bar in central Brussels. She said she would meet Kelly there after work. The bar was on the bottom floor of a 200-year-old building (like almost every other building in the city Kelly thought). The inside of the club was dark with a bar at one end and little round tables scattered throughout. Kelly had dressed as butch as she could and was strapped and she leaned against the bar and ordered a beer. Looking around the place she decided the ratio of femmes to butches in the place was about 4 to 1. `My kind of place' she thought automatically.

Kelly took her beer to one of the tables and had been sipping it for only a few minutes when a pretty girl with long blonde hair came up to her. She looked to be only a bit older than Kelly with blue eyes and a nice figure clad in a simple burgundy colored dress.

"Hi there, I'm Nichole Nossal. You look pretty smashing! I haven't seen you here before." She said with a distinct Australian accent.

"My name's Kels," Kelly said. "It's my first time in this club. I haven't been in Brussels that long."

Nicole said she was Australian but had Belgian parents and a Belgian passport and had been living and working in the city for three years. They chatted for a while and Nicole said, I have a table in the corner where it's darker if you'd like to join me there. She pointed to the back of the club where Kelly could see at least two couples sitting together making out.

Kelly was about to tell her she couldn't because her friend was joining her when Kata arrived. She was wearing a short skirt and 4-inch heels that showed off her nice legs, and a slim fit zipper crop top open nearly to her navel. Her spectacular cleavage was on full display.

Kata had instantly sized up the situation and the competition, put her arms around Kelly and kissed her.

"My goodness, look at you Kelly! What a change! You look fantastic, and I love how you've changed your appearance and your whole vibe." She said.

The Australian girl gave them both a dirty look and backed away, saying: "nice talking to you Kels."

"Are you calling yourself Kels now?" Kata asked.

"Yes, I think it's better, don't you?"

"You know I've really missed you! I thought you weren't going to call." Kata said.

Kelly had anticipated something like this question. She remembered waiting what seemed like endlessly for Janet's call and she knew what it felt like. On the other hand, she realized that she was suddenly very hot and she fully intended to take advantage of her new found popularity.

When they had sat down at a table Kelly said: "you shouldn't wait for my call Kata. I really like you and you're great in bed, but I want to keep my options open."

Kata giggled and said: "I sometimes forget how young you are. I completely understand, you want to fuck as many bitches as you like. I'd like to be one of those bitches. You're my hot handsome young stud and you can use me whenever and however you like. "She said and she ran her hand over Kelly's muscular arm. I'm not going to make any demands on you; I just want to please you."

Kelly had some knowledge of D/S and she asked Kata: "do you want me to be your Mistress?"

The woman giggled again. "No I want nothing so extreme; but if you were so inclined I'd suggest you wait, you probably wouldn't make a very good Mistress. Someday I'm sure, but not yet."

"No Kels, I love you and just want to help you, and that's one of the reasons I invited you here; look around, what do you see? I see a lot of young women, available young women. I told you I like young pussy and I thought we might try a threesome with one of them."

"I love the way you think, Kata," Kelly said. "We've already found a possible candidate, actually she found us, the Australian girl Nicole."

"Yes my beautiful stud," Kata said and squeezed Kelly's hard cock. "Let me take care of it," she said and wandered over to the table where Nicole sat alone.

When the young Australian girl saw Kata approach her table she gave her a frown. 'What does this old slut want from me?' she thought.

"Hi Nicole," Kata said, "you are really beautiful and hot looking!"

"Thanks," the girl said, without much enthusiasm. She had little interest in an older overweight femme, her big tits notwithstanding.

"I'm Kata! My friend Kels over there, she said pointing to the table where Kelly sat, thinks you are really hot."

"Oh!" Nichole, perked up, now more interested.

"Yes, she told me she'd love to party with you. And so would I. A party with the three of us. What do you think?"

Nicole looked at Kata in a different light, now that she no longer considered her competition. Come to think of it, she was kind of cute for an old lady and she had to admit her tits were spectacular.

Nicole gave her a meaningful smile and said: "I think that would be a fun party."

"Come on over and let's get the party started," Kata said, took her hand and led her across the club. When they arrived at where Kelly was seated, the American girl slipped her arm around Nicole's slim waist and kissed her on the lips. She thrust her tongue in between her teeth and French-kissed the girl for a few minutes, at the same time pushing against her to make sure she felt the hard cock between her legs.

"Kata has an apartment about two blocks from here," Kelly said, "we can walk there." All three left the club together.

Once inside the door to Kata's apartment, Kelly put her arms around both women, pulled them close and began a three-way kissing session. She grabbed Nicole's shapely young bottom and fondled it. With Kata she lifted the woman's short skirt, took hold of her panties and began to pull them down. They slid down to her ankles and Kata stepped out of them while Kelly played her fingers over the woman's smooth and freshly shaved mound.

"Let's go into the bedroom," Kelly said and when they got there directed Kata to lie down, head on the pillows and legs wide open. She lay down in between the open legs, face so close to Kata's pussy she could smell the scent of her arousal. She pulled Nichole next to her and alternated licking Kata's wide-open slit and kissing the Australian girl on the lips.

Nicole tasted Kata's pussy on her lips and went for the source, pushing her tongue between the smoothly shaved lips and sampling her nectar. Kata opened her legs more to give Nicole's tongue better access to her dripping wet hole and the Australian girl went for it enthusiastically, digging deep inside.

Kelly left Nicole to feast on Kata's pussy, got off the bed and stood behind Nichole and lifted her bottom up to ease her into a kneeling position. From there she easily pulled up the hem of the girl's maroon dress and placed her fingers on a soaking wet spot evident on the panties' gusset. `The young girl was already leaking like a tap, a good sign,' she thought. When she pulled down her panties to reveal a smooth and shaven cunt, she pushed two fingers inside her hole and was not surprised they slid in with a soft squelching sound.

Satisfied that Nicole would never be better prepared for her, Kelly opened up her jeans and freed the strap-on dildo that had been concealed there. Holding the tip to aim properly she directed it to the girl's dripping wet hole and slammed it into her. Slightly muffled by a mouthful of pussy, the Australian girl moaned with surprise and pleasure.

Kelly wanted to fuck her harder and looking for additional purchase she reached forward, freed her nice round tits from her dress and bra, grasped the two soft orbs roughly and pulled on them to increase the thrusting power of her hard cock.

The hard fucking Kelly had given Nicole made her cum several time while Kata had succeeded in achieving several climaxes thanks to Nicole's enthusiastically licking her. Kelly had gotten some pleasure from the base of the dildo pushing against her clit, but she wanted more. She wanted both women to pleasure her at the same time. Pausing her fucking Nicole, she quickly stripped off her pants and shirt, and stepped out of the strap-ons' harness. She helped Kata up off the bed and took her place.

Both women went for Kelly's pussy but Nicole got there first. The thick tangle of Kelly's black hair made her pause for only a moment before she dove in and pushed her tongue in between the hairy lips and began licking. Kata had to settle for Kelly's slight breasts and her mouth.

"Wait, I have an idea," Kelly said.

She positioned Nicole on her back, head facing the foot of the bed. Kelly climbed up on her, lowered her wet furrow onto the girl's mouth and maneuvered the stiff clit between her lips. Her cheeks were spread and her hairy asshole faced backwards to where Kata stood waiting. The older woman didn't hesitate to take the gift offered her and thrust her tongue in between Kelly's hairy ass cheeks and into her sphincter.

All three spent the evening exploring different combinations until they had cum so many times they were exhausted. They were about to call it a night when Nicole said, "That was much better than I had expected. Any time you want to try this again let me know." She also managed to get both Kelly and Kata's cell phone numbers and promised to try to hook up with them either together or individually.

"Sorry if I dissed you at first Kata. I'd fuck you again any time anywhere." Nicole said.

While Kelly was enjoying Nicole and Kata's charms, in Brussels, at the Bannisters in Waterloo a very different drama was unfolding. Rain had just put the girls to bed and was about to curl up with a good book in the sitting room when the doorbell rang. She was surprised because having unexpected visitors at the door was uncommon and so late at night was practically unheard of. She opened the door to find an elegantly dressed woman in her 50s at the door.

"I'd like to see Kelly please." She said.

When Rain told her Kelly wasn't home, the woman became quite agitated. She said: but she must be here, she is not answering my calls.

Rain was mostly shocked and slightly amused because it was dawning on her what the au-pair was doing in her spare time.

Rain decided to take a formal tone and said to the woman: "I'm very sorry but Kelly is an employee here and what she does in her own time is her own business. But this is my private residence, and I would appreciate it if you would not come back here. Thank you very much."

The woman looked completely crestfallen and Rain felt a bit sorry for her.

"My sincere apologies for disturbing you Madame. Thank you very much for your politeness. Could you please tell Kelly that Clairette Dupont-Montagne came by and ask her to call me." She said and left.

Chapter V

It was nearly midnight by the time Kelly got back to the Bannister's house and it appeared as if Rain had turned in for the night. She was glad to avoid her because when she left Kata's she had not had time to shower and she was sure she still had the scent of the two women on her. Whether it was true or not she believed the abundance of hair on her body was a magnet for the smell of others she had been close to and especially those she had sex with.

Rain was in bed, but she was still awake. She was still trying to come to grips with Clairette Dupont-Montagne's visit earlier that night. Her young au-pair, who had so recently transformed herself into a cute little dyke was most certainly having an affair with the woman. A woman of 50 plus! It was barely believable, but she could think of no other explanation. She tried to picture in her mind's eye what that must look like, Clairette Dupont-Montagne's face looked her age but she had kept in good shape and her body was trim. She tried to picture Kelly without clothes. She had noticed the faint trace of dark hair above her lip and guessed she must be hairier than the average woman, and she had certainly seen her hairy underarms and guessed she didn't shave as a rule.

She also imagined Kelly's slim body and how it might look and feel, especially if the girl held her. Rain was of average height and Kelly was 3-4 inches taller than she was. To her mind there was something very erotic about Kelly, taller and more muscular holding her. Rain found her hand move between her legs and slide up and down between her swollen pussy lips as she thought about making love with her au-pair. Fuuuck! She thought as the climax that had been building suddenly released and left her gasping for breath.

The next morning at breakfast the two girls were as usual excited to go to school and Kelly appeared well rested and cheerful. Rain seemed distracted and was having trouble looking Kelly in the eyes. That morning Rain drove the girls to school while Kelly stayed home to begin doing some laundry.

Kelly was in the laundry room when Rain returned. She said: "Kelly, we need to talk."

The au-pair stopped sorting clothes and gave her employer her full attention. "Sure Rain, what's up?"

"Last night I had a visit from Clairette Dupont-Montagne. She came to the door looking for you because she said you are not returning her calls. What's going on Kelly? She asked. Why are you not returning her calls?"

Kelly was flabbergasted and pretty much at a loss for words. She found it difficult to meet Rain's eyes and fixed her gaze on the floor.

Rain was not surprised at her unresponsiveness but a little frustrated.

"Oh Kelly, are you having an affair with this woman?" She asked.

Kelly nodded her head in assent.

"But you broke it off. I'm curious to know why?" She asked.

When no answer was immediately forthcoming, Rain's expression softened and she said: "Listen Kelly, apart from the fact that you work for me, I do care about you. But you are an adult and what you do in your spare time is your business. I am curious though and hope you aren't getting into something over your head."

"I'm sorry Rain," Kelly said. "You have a right to know. I went out with Clair a couple of times and we had some fun. She's pretty cool but she can be quite possessive."

"By fun you mean having sex?" Rain asked. Kelly nodded her head and continued, saying: "She's got a lot of money and she wanted me to move in with her and she said she'd even pay me. That was too much and I'm not ready for that."

"Wow!" Rain said. "But she's so much older than you! Were you in love with her?"

"Not really love," said Kelly. "I like her and she's fun."

"Wow! I had no idea," Rain said, while her mind was spinning in an attempt to understand.

"That means you are lesbian, right? How long have you been going with girls?" She asked.

Kelly told her.

"I see, and this butch thing, is that new or were you just hiding from me when you came?" She asked.

"No Rain, I promise you I didn't hide anything. I'm not that way at all. I believe in being 100% straight, I mean honest," she giggled.

Rain laughed.

Kelly explained how she got the idea of her transformation and in the process, she let slip about how she was seeing Kata.

"Oh, so there is another woman. How old is she?" Rain asked, and Kelly told her.

Rain stood looking at Kelly for a few moments, appearing deep in thought. She then did what she had imagined doing the night before, she put her hands on Kelly's waist and pushed her body forward. Her breasts were big and soft and immediately pressed into Kelly's stomach.

"So why didn't you try it with me Kelly? Don't you find me attractive, or am I too young for you?" Rain said.

If this had happened when Kelly first came to Brussels, she wouldn't have known how to respond. But since that time she had become quite used to women finding her attractive and she was much more confident and ready for Rain's statement.

She said: "you are the most beautiful woman I've met since I arrived here Rain," and she put her fingers under the black woman's chin, lifted it so their lips were level and kissed her.

Rain immediately opened her mouth and sucked in Kelly's tongue. Several factors stirred a deep hunger in her, the first being that the physical relationship with her husband Ed had withered shortly after her second daughter was born. Rain was from South Carolina and out of high school she had moved to Research Triangle Park in North Carolina where she had secured a job as receptionist for a branch of the company Ed worked for. She was 19 and he was 20 years her senior and she'd had little sexual experience. Now he hardly ever fucked her and he travelled so much he was hardly ever home.

Rain's evangelical Christian upbringing predisposed her against homosexuality but her experience in more liberal Europe had eaten away at those beliefs. By the time Kelly became a butch she'd lost many of her earlier reservations.

Kelly took one of the black woman's shapely buttocks in each hand and pulled her close. Rain's groin pressed against her au-pair's, and she was very surprised to feel the stiffness of a cock. At first, she was bewildered but quickly recovered when she realized what it was.

Rain loved wearing colorful organic cotton dresses as they appealed to the 'flower child' in her. Kelly had been admiring Rains' breasts since she first arrived but to get hold of them, she had to find a way under her ankle length dress. By the time she had pulled the dress high enough to access her tits, Rain realized she should probably remove it altogether and had already loosened the fastening at the top. She'd also taken off her glasses. The result is the dress came up easily over her head and she suddenly stood completely naked in her kitchen.

Kelly paused to admire her breasts which were big, brown, and pendulous. Her aureoles were dark chocolate and nearly as big as Kelly's hand. Her pussy was covered by a contained triangle of kinky black hair.

"Come, we can't stay here," Rain said. "Let's go into my bedroom."

Once they were on Rain's bed Kelly climbed on top of the naked woman and lay between her legs. "I think you are so beautiful," Kelly said in between taking breaths to kiss and bury her tongue in Rain's mouth while her hands tried to cover her large soft breasts.

Kelly positioned herself between Rain's open legs and used her tongue and lips to trace a path down her neck and over her big brown tits. As a mother who had breastfed two girls, Rain's nipples, when excited, became thick and large as strawberries. Kelly sucked and licked them each in turn and the black woman gasped as she felt waves of pleasure flow through her body right down to between her legs.

Rain's pussy was wet with anticipation and Kelly did not keep her waiting long. Her practiced tongue slid over her belly and down to the patch of kinky hair between her legs. There she smelled the woman's arousal and she pushed her legs apart and buried her face in her wet and pungent cleft.

The moment Rain felt Kelly's hot tongue in the sensitive area between her lips she climaxed and pushed herself against the girl's mouth. Kelly responded by forcing her tongue as deep as possible into Rain's wet hole. In doing so her nose pressed against the older woman's clitoris which caused Rain's pelvis to twitch involuntarily. Kelly licked her little bud very gently and felt Rain's pelvis shudder in response. She decided to give this organ at least her full attention and began by letting her tongue play ever so lightly with Rain's clit and went on to suck it in and out as if it were a little penis.

Rain had never had her pussy licked with such skill and affection and quickly experienced climax after climax. Kelly judged the time right to begin fucking her, she was, after all, still strapped. Rain was more or less putty in her hands and let herself be turned over and moved to the edge of the bed where Kelly spread her legs wide open so that her wet cunt was positioned to receive her cock. She placed the tip of her strap-on cock into Rain's bright pink hole and thrust hard, burying all six inches of soft vinyl into her yielding body.

Kelly really liked this woman and wanted to please her and didn't hold back at all. She pushed and thrust into her pliant body with as much strength as she could, using Rain's big soft breasts and long hair in turn to leverage her thrusting hips and cock. She pounded away at Rain's supine body until, slick with perspiration and tired, she had to stop. Rain had long since ceased responding and lay whimpering as wave after wave of sensation flowed through her.

Finally tired out, Kelly undressed, slipped under the covers and put her arms around Rain. The two fell asleep naked holding each other. Lucky for them, Rain's two girls chose the following morning to go straight to breakfast instead of bursting into their mother's room to wake her up, as they often did.

After the night Rain and Kelly first made love, things changed in the Bannister household. Of course, it was very hard for the two to conceal their newfound feelings for each other, which manifested in many ways, small touches here and there, exchanging smiles. Unsurprisingly Rain's girls noticed tensions had eased and their mother seemed altogether happier. It was inevitable that Elowen, the 5-year-old, would wake up in the middle of the night and find Kelly and Rain together in her parents' bed. When she asked about it her mother told her they were having a sleepover. To cover their tracks Rain had both girls sleepover with both of them a couple of times.

Her husband Ed came home for a couple of nights a week later. Rain tried to avoid her new lover for most of his visit and she was sure her husband suspected nothing. Kelly however continued seeing Kata and got back together with Clair. She even once arranged a fuck-date with Nicole and on her way home she paused to consider the difference between the young girl she had just been with and her older lovers. On balance she preferred the older women; their bodies may not have been as tight as Nicole's, but they were far more giving and eager to please. 'Something to think about!' She told herself.

When she got home she found Rain in a rare mood. Irritable and snappy.

"Did you have a nice time with your other old ladies?" She said bitchily, and immediately regretted it. "Oh God I'm sorry Kelly, it's my fault. I'm falling for you, and it breaks my heart to see you with anyone else. But who am I to put conditions on you when I'm still married, and I slept with my husband only a couple of days ago. I didn't fuck him, but still.."

Kelly took Rain in her arms and said: "Rain, I care for you deeply and I really want to be with you. I feel we are soul mates on some deep level. Do you feel it too?" Rain nodded her head.

"But I think you should know I would have a really hard time giving myself entirely to just one person." She said, and then went on to tell her the whole story of her relationship with Janet, abuse, heartbreak and all.

"Maybe that's the reason I'm so attracted to the butch persona. So that I can be strong and tough! And I can have my bitches, plural." She said and giggled.

One of the reasons Kelly liked Rain so much was the woman was crazy for her pussy. For a woman who had been straight all her life, tasting her first pussy was like a blind person gaining her eyesight all of sudden. She couldn't get enough. She'd be on her knees with her face in Kelly's cunt, anywhere, any time. In the car, in the kitchen while the girls were next door watching tv, and in any public washroom, including at the girl's schools.

One evening Kelly told Rain that they were going into Brussels for a night out and to arrange babysitters for the girls. Kelly took her directly to an apartment where the Kata was waiting for them. Right inside the door Kata went to Rain from the front and took her into her arms. Kelly did the same from the back and the two gave her a love bomb, both kissing her at the same time and groping every sensitive spot on her body, tits, pussy, bottom, etc. While doing so they removed her clothes. Rain initially tried to resist but her arousal rendered her helpless. Once she was naked, the two half-carried her into the bedroom where Kelly put her on her hands and knees, between her legs, so she could lick her pussy. While she was so engaged, Kata came at her from the back, put three fingers into her wet hole and licked her clitoris. After a suitable interval they changed ends so that Rain had her face in Kata's pussy, which she licked enthusiastically.

This encounter was the last bit of ice that broke the dam. Henceforth Rain became an eager participant in any threesome's Kelly suggested. As the au-pair had made her peace with Clair, the woman was more than a little excited when Kelly promised to bring a black woman for her to try out. It went so well that she told both of them they could have whatever they wanted. Kelly and Rain said they would take a rain-check, hustled the old woman into her shower, and destroyed a more than 300 Euro hairstyle by taking turns pissing on her face and hair.

This ideal state-of-affairs could not continue indefinitely. Her husband Ed somehow found out about Rains' infidelity, likely from a fellow mother at her daughter's school who snitched on her. Ed hired a private detective and every sordid detail of their affair came to light and he began divorce proceedings.

It was at this point that Kelly was glad she had re-connected with Clair. The woman's advice and connections were a godsend. Ed, who hadn't bothered to acquaint himself with Belgian law, was surprised to find the law pretty much favored the mother of his children to the exclusion of all else. Not only was he forced to support his estranged wife in the manner she was accustomed to, if he wanted to continue seeing his daughters he was required to support them and Rain. In the end it cost him as much as when he was married but he could no longer visit his own house without permission, and he didn't have the right to fuck his wife any more.

Kelly and Rain stayed together for a couple of years, but in an open or polyamorous relationship. Eventually Rain wanted her daughters to grow up in America and moved back to North Carolina.

Kelly obtained Belgian citizenship with Clair's invaluable help. By the time the process was completed 3 years later, she spoke French like a native. She went back to school and got a degree in public policy, eventually getting a job with the European government. She remains a butch and has not settled down with one partner. Kelly made up her mind she will never give up her 'bitches'.