Date: Fri, 16 Aug 2013 14:39:59 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: A Neighborhood Seduction (lesbian, adult/youth oral, anal, F/f, FF/ff) Warning: Oral, anal, FF, FF/ff 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: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2013 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. A Neighborhood Seduction By Jan I had just gotten my husband and daughter, Amanda, off to work and school when the front doorbell rang. I answered the door wondering who would be ringing my bell that early in the morning. It was the woman of the house next door, named Dorothy. I had to invite her in and offered her a cup of coffee as I led her to the kitchen/dining room. I wondered what her problem was. Most of the homes in the neighborhood were owned by middle class families. Most of the men with homes worked in middle management positions or service occupations like firemen or law enforcement. The woman next door's husband was an owner/leaser truck driver. He worked long hours to be able to afford to live in our neighborhood. He was on the road for days at a time. That left his wife, Dorothy and teenaged daughter Trish to fend for themselves a lot. They had been living next door for almost a year, but I had not gotten to know them more than just to say hi in passing. Our daughters were the same age though and had some classes together at the high school. They had become casual friends. Amanda's best friend was a girl she had grown up with all of her life. It was just taking time for Trish to become accepted completely by the girls in the neighborhood. As Dorothy and I sat at the dining table with our mugs of coffee we doctored our coffee to taste. She leaned close and asked, "Silvia, do you ever get so lonely and horny that it drives you crazy?" It shocked me that she would discuss her sexual feelings, because we were not close friends. I didn't even feel comfortable discussing sex with my best friend. I didn't know how to respond to her question. "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you with such a question! I wouldn't want to impose on you about my sexual frustrations normally, because we don't really know each other that well, but even though we have lived here almost a year I haven't made any close friends with the ladies in this neighborhood." I felt obligated to assure her that it was alright and waited for her to expound on her problem. I had thought she was a nice looking woman, but had never taken to time to study what she looked like. She was about five-foot five, not much more than 115 pounds. I assumed her breasts were about a 36-B. Her hair was shoulder length soft wavy brown with a few highlights with hazel eyes. I don't know if it was a vitamin deficiency that caused her skin to have a naturally dark hue and her eye sockets to have a grayish hue. There was just something erotic about the way she looked. She had on a simple house coat over her nightgown with fuzzy slippers. Not the look that would inspire uncontrollable lust. I casually inquired, "Why are you feeling so horny?" "My husband George is on the road so much that in the year we have lived here I could count on my hands the number of nights he has been home. I'm so fucking horny I'm starting to look at my daughter and wanting to eat her pussy!" It shocked me to hear her talking about wanting to eat her daughter's pussy. Her daughter had been in our home several times and I thought she was a very attractive girl, but had not thought about sex with her. There was just something about sitting next to the woman early in the morning and smelling her body having only being up a short time. Her body smelled of a lingering aroma of perfume she had worn the previous day, but there was a body odor that filled my nose that was pure sex. I had fantasies growing up about sex with my girlfriends but had never acted on my desires. As an adult I had been drawn to some women because I was sexually attracted to them, again I never acted on those desires either. I felt uncomfortable discussing sex with this woman, at the same time she was turning me on. She told me, "You can tell me to leave and I will never bring up sex again, but right now I would love to go to bed with you!" I was filled with indignation but waited too long to voice my objection. She placed her hand on the inside of my right thigh. The moment her hand touched me my pussy tingled. I sat immobile as she worked my nightgown up my leg until her warm hand was resting on my bare flesh. My legs spread a little wider as her hand worked its way up my thigh. I moaned as her hand touched my pussy. She also leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. I was in a fog as she pulled me to my feet and led me to my unmade bed. The bed still smelled of mine and my husband's odors. Dorothy pulled my dressing gown off of my shoulders and let it fall to the floor on my side of the bed. She also let her own house coat fall. Her pink nightgown did little to hide her body. Her dark areolas and nipples were plainly visible through the thin material. The dark triangle between her legs was clearly visible too. She pulled the gown off of her shoulders and let it fall around her feet. I stood there admiring her figure. There was a little bulge in her lower tummy and her thighs were a little flabby, but I was strongly attracted to her. I pulled my own nightgown off my shoulders one at a time and let my gown fall to the floor around my feet. I wondered if she liked what she saw. I knew I didn't have the figure I had as an eighteen year old. I'm 25 pounds heavier. My upper arms are flabby, my butt is big and my tits sag along with the bulge of my lower tummy. I have to bend over now to see my pussy. I was thankful when she pulled me to the bed and pushed me around until I was lying where she wanted me. When she lied next to me she placed her hand on my tit as she kissed me again. I was like a school girl having sex for the first time again. She was tongue kissing me and playing with my nipple. She licked and kissed her way down my neck all the way down to my tits. She spent a long time sucking on both tits and sucking on my flesh until there were little red hicky marks all over them. Then she licked and kissed her way down the middle of my soft belly and lower tummy to the light brown triangle of pubic hair on my vulva. She used both hands to spread my labia lips wide to expose my cunt and clit. She sucked my clit into her mouth and sucked on it until I was driven to distraction. A look at the clock told me that she had sucking on my clit for almost an hour. I had a couple of orgasms, before I pushed her head away from my cunt. Dorothy crawled back up my body and kissed me again while lying on top of me. Her face and mouth smelled and tasted of both my urine and the aromatic meaty aroma of my pussy odor. It was strange tasting my own pussy second hand. Dorothy rolled off of me on the bed and lay there looking up at the ceiling. The idea that she expected me to do to her what she did to me frightened and excited me. I closed my eyes and rolled over and kissed her. I wasn't sure just what I was supposed to do. I placed my hand on her breast very gently. Dorothy placed her hand over mine and forced me to squeeze it harder. I understood what she wanted and really massaged her tit vigorously. I could see the change in color of her flesh. They were naturally almost a tannish-yellow and now they were showing a reddish blush except for her areolas, which were a smoky brown. I couldn't resist bending over and taking the near nipple into my mouth. I sucked on her nipple until she used one hand to pull the other tit closer and the other hand to push my head towards the second tit. While I was sucking on that tit I became aware that she was using the hand that had moved her tit to rub her pussy. I could smell the aroma of her pussy filling my nose. I knew the time had come to face my coming out and go down on her. I had to move my body to the foot of the bed to be comfortable. She curled her body up and actually draped her arms over the backs of her knees. That curved her butt up in the air so that I was looking at her gaping pussy and even her asshole. I was struck by that same smoky color that made her eyes look so different. Her labia was flabby and had that smoky color that ran right back to the opening of her asshole. She even puckered her asshole. It reminded me of winking. I pressed my face against her red meaty cunt. She took hold of my head by my hair and ground my face against her cunt. From time to time while I was licking her pussy she would force my head down to her asshole. I soon found that I willingly ate her asshole as much as her pussy. When she had cum enough times to be satisfied, she let her legs relax and laid on the bed hugging my head as it rested on her pubic bush. I told her that I had never experienced so many orgasms at one time before. I told her that my husband's idea of foreplay was to kiss me, squeeze my tits like he was testing the ripeness of a cantaloupe, diddle with my clit with his finger for a moment, occasionally stick his finger in my cunt before mounting me for a two minute fuck. Afterwards he wanted to sleep. I would lay there frustrated until he snored before resorting to masturbating. Dorothy told me that her husband loved to eat her pussy and was a good lover, but he was on the road so much. She assured me that he fucked other women while on the road. She washed the bedding in the sleep cab when he got home. She saw his cum stains and smelled the aroma of other women's perfume and pussy juice. She didn't begrudge him his recreation on the road, but that didn't satisfy her needs. She had always enjoyed having sex with other girls growing up, so she naturally looked for women to fulfill her needs now. We eventually rested in each other's arms for a while. We eventually got up and put our robes back on; she kissed me before she returned to her own home. I had a wave of regret or remorse sweep over me. I avowed that I would never do that again. The next morning I got fully dressed and made the bed before seeing my husband and daughter off to work and school. I put the dishes in the sink to soak before getting the laundry hamper to segregate the wash. I had just started the white wash when the doorbell rang. My heart was pounding as I approached the door. Sure enough it was Dorothy standing there dressed in the same attire from yesterday. Before I could make my prepared speech about yesterday having been an accident, she barged past me. She headed for the kitchen and started a fresh pot of coffee. As I approached her to voice my objections to her assuming she could just barge in on me, she quickly reached out, grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled me to her and kissed me hard on the mouth. I tried to resist, but eventually my need for sex took over and I returned her kiss. She pulled me into the laundry room next to the kitchen and unbuttoned my jeans and peeled then down my legs. My feet were trapped by the jeans around my ankles. When she stood up she started taking my blouse off along with my bra. She pulled my full panties down next. She pushed me back onto the pile of dirty laundry before pulling my tennis shoes off along with my jeans and panties. She lay on top of me and started kissing and feeling my tits. Everything was taking place next to the warm rhythmic sounds of the washing machine. I gave up trying to resist her and wrapped my arms around her neck. She only interrupted the kiss long enough to remove her bath robe. She was totally naked under it. She was rubbing her tits and pussy against mine. At one point she turned around so that she could eat my pussy and I was looking up at her wet pussy. We sucked cunts until we came. By the time the first load was finished she helped me put the whites in the dryer and but the first load of color in the washer. She led me into the bedroom. I protested that the bed was made, but she simply pushed me on top of the bed and mounted me. We sucked each other's tits for a long time while we finger fucked each other. We sucked pussies several times and she even straddled my crotch so that she could rub her pussy against mine until we both came. We didn't bother getting dressed as we reloaded the washer and dryer. We folded the dry washing and put them away. We returned to the kitchen to drink coffee. I tried to tell her how much I had regretted what we had done the day before. I had intended to stop her from seducing me again but when she kissed me I couldn't resist. Dorothy told me that she understood and even suspected that I would regret what we had done. That was why she had been so forceful today. She told me that she was sure that I needed sex as much as she did, and would eventually accept the idea of eating pussy. We spent the rest of the morning drinking coffee and eating pussy. I had never dreamed how many ways that women can contort their bodies to eat pussy. By the afternoon she put her robe back on to return home before our daughters would get home from school. The next morning it was me that went next door dressed in robe and house slippers. As she ushered me into her home she slipped her hand into my robe to feel my wet pussy. She hardly closed the door before she peeled my robe off of me. I had never been in her house before. It was surprisingly well decorated and clean. I could smell fresh coffee as she ushered me into a bedroom that turned out to be her daughters. I couldn't believe she wanted to fuck me on her daughter's bed, but that is exactly what she did. After we had exhausted ourselves eating pussy we lay there talking about sex. Dorothy asked me if I had ever thought about how sexy my daughter was and if I had fantasied about having sex with her. I denied ever having such thoughts about Amanda. Dorothy smiled at my denial. Do you know if Amanda is sexually active? I had never even thought about how much she knew about sex. I had figured school would give her the facts and she would eventually find out about sex. Dorothy said, "You should do a little snooping. I found Trish's hiding place. She got off of the bed and went to the closet and pulled out a shoe box. She returned to the bed and opened the box. Inside were love letters from a girl. Dorothy told me that they were from Trish's girlfriend from where they had lived last. I was ashamed of myself for reading the private correspondence of the young girl, but I couldn't resist reading what the girl had to say. She was not very much of a poet, but she sure did paint a graphic picture of her love of Trish's pussy and tits. I couldn't believe such a young girl was so devoted to another girl sexually. She even talked about them living together someday as a married couple. While my attention was fixed on the letters, Dorothy pulled a silk bundle of cloth from the box. As she unwrapped the package, she exposed a tubular figure of an Eskimo. The thing was made with his head covered by a hood, so that only the face was exposed. It was made out of natural rubber, so it was brown in color. At first I just wondered why she would have a Eskimo likeness hidden, but then I recognized the phallic symbol. It dawned on me that Trish was using the thing to masturbate with. Dorothy picked it up by the shaft and waved it under my nose. There was the smell of rubber, but there was also the unmistakable aroma of pussy on the toy. There was no doubt where that thing had been. Dorothy said, "Trish is becoming a woman. She obviously has been having sex with at least one girl. I think you and I should treat her to sex with an adult, don't you?" I was shocked that Dorothy would suggest that Trish should have sex with an adult woman, but then I realized she was talking about me. My pussy started sweating regardless of my misgivings. I couldn't help picturing what Trish looked like when I had seen her around the neighborhood. She was an attractive girl that looked very much like a younger version of her mother. I tried to visualize what her breasts and pussy would look like. I felt like such a pervert for picturing her naked. Dorothy casually suggested, "If you did a little snooping you might find out that Amanda is not as innocent as you think!" I rejected the idea that my daughter was sexually active, because she was only fourteen years old. Dorothy took that phallic symbol and rubbed it against my pussy. The head of that Eskimo dipped into my cunt. I had never been fucked with a dildo before. I couldn't believe how it made me feel. Every muscle in my body was responding. Dorothy had a tight grip around the base and her fist would jam into my cunt with a lot of force. When I had an orgasm I couldn't control myself, I pissed all over her hand. Later that afternoon I fucked Dorothy with that Eskimo dildo. I would have thought Dorothy would have washed the thing after we used it, but she simply wrapped it back up with that piece of cloth. She put the love letters back on top of the dildo and returned the box to Trish's hiding place. Eventually I returned home, Dorothy's suggestion about searching for Amanda's secret hiding place bothered me. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I tried to convince myself that Amanda wasn't that kind of girl. Just the same the next morning when I opened my front door to admit Dorothy, Amanda was on my mind. After we satisfied our sexual lust eating pussy and even tongue fucking each other's assholes I asked Dorothy to help me look for Amanda's hiding place. We started looking through her drawers to no avail. We searched under the mattress and bed too. Then we started looking through her closet. I was about to abandon the search when we found a box hidden behind an old winter full length coat. We carried it back to my room where we opened it. I was hoping it was just some innocent memorabilia, but when we looked inside we found an assortment of items ranging from pictures of couples, both males and females engaged in various sexual acts. She didn't have a dildo object but she had a tubular vacuum pump. I was puzzled what it was used for. Dorothy took it from my hand and inserted her clitoris into the vacuum tube and started pumping air out of it. The result was that her clit was sucked into the acrylic tube. By the time she stopped pumping her clit looked like a males cock. When she removed the seal her clit held the shape long enough for her to grasp it with her fingers and jill herself like a male jacks off. The idea that my daughter was doing that to herself after going to bed was mind blowing. Dorothy fitted the cylinder over my clit and pumped the air out until my clit was engorged with blood like hers had been. When she removed it she jacked me off like she had done to herself. The next item in the box was a flesh colored latex thing that looked like a potato masher with a flat base. Dorothy demonstrated what it was for by sticking it up my ass. He told me it was a butt plug. A girl could put it up her ass and wear it as long as she wanted. She told me that she liked to use one while she was shopping for groceries. She even had a small amount of pot and a little pipe along with matches in the box. Finding out that my daughter was smoking pot scared me. I didn't know if I should confront Amanda about what I had found or ignore what I had discovered about her secret life. There was only a few hours between the time Amanda would get home and her father getting home from work. When Amanda got home from school I couldn't help staring at her until she felt uncomfortable, and asked me what was wrong. I tried to avoid answering her question by changing the subject. The only thing that came to mind, "Honey, how well do you know our neighbor's daughter, Trish?" The look on Amanda's face spoke volumes. It was as if I had caught her masturbating. I had no idea I had unwittingly struck a nerve. She said, "Oh, we have a couple of classes together at school." I was puzzled by her reaction. Then I started to think about the dildo in Trish's bedroom, and the sex toys I had found in Amanda's hiding place. "Honey, have you been sharing each other's sex toys?" Amanda's face went white, and she couldn't look me in the eye. I approached her and wrapped my arm around her shoulders. She started crying, "You found my secret box?" "Yes, honey and Dorothy and I found Trish's shoe box. Trish obviously prefers girls, because we found her love letters from a lover." Amanda asked, "Are you disappointed with me?" "Honey, I had no idea that you knew so much about sex, or that you were engaging in sex with anyone!" Amanda rested her head on my breast while she cried her eyes out. "Mama, Trish and I have been having sex with each other for a year or more." I was stroking her hair while Amanda calmed down, then I became aware that she was sucking on my breast through my dress and simple nylon bra. My first impulse was to push her away from my tit, but it felt so damned good I just continued to stroke her hair. She started feeling my tit and struggling with pulling my tit out over the top of the bodice. When she got the tit out she claimed the nipple with her mouth. I started stroking her back and grasped the cheek of her hard little butt. I became as obsessed with getting her out of her clothes as Amanda was struggling to get my clothes off of me. We wound up on the floor in a pile of our clothes as we hugged and kissed each other. Amanda went after my tits like a hungry baby. Amanda looked up into my eyes and smiled as she placed her hand between my legs and stroked my pussy through my dress. We spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying the feel, taste and smell of each other's bodies. We were cleaned up before my husband got home from work. During dinner he announced that he had to go to the home office for a week, and Amanda asked if she could go next door to do her homework with Trish. My husband retired to the study to do some work. After I finished the dishes I went next door myself. I went directly to the backdoor and softly knocked on the door, after checking through the window to verify that she was puttering around in the kitchen. When she answered the door I asked where the girls were. She told me that they were in Trish's bedroom. I asked what they were doing, and she told me that she was sure they were giving the Eskimo a good workout. I immediately had a mental picture of Trish stabbing Amanda's pussy with that rubber phallic symbol. I told Dorothy that I was going to have the house to myself for a week. I suggested that tomorrow after school that we text our daughters to go directly to each other's home. Dorothy gave me a wicked smile. We parted company with a long kiss without alerting the girls. The next afternoon I watched the clock until I was sure that Amanda was on her way home. I used my 'i-phone' to text her to go directly to Dorothy's. She responded with the question, "Why?" I ignored the question. I was as nervous as a school girl going on my first date waiting for Trish to knock on my front door. I wanted to see her expression when I opened the door. I checked through the peephole to verify that it was Trish before opening the door. When I opened the door the look on Trish's face was worth every minute of the wait. She was stunned to see me standing there absolutely naked. She paused in the doorway while she took in what I looked like. I wondered if she liked what she saw. After all I was as old as her mother, and I didn't have the figure I had when I was her age. My misgivings were dispelled when Trish ran into my arms. We kissed as I closed the door. As we retreated to my bedroom we shed her clothes. Lying on top of my bed was her Eskimo dildo. She was shocked to see her secret toy on my bed. I explained to her about her Mom and I finding it, and I told her that I was sure she had been using it on Amanda last night. As I was saying that I picked it up and smelled it, as if to verify where it had been. Of course it smelled of pussy juice, but there was no way I could tell if it was the smell of Amanda's or Trish's pussy. We spent the afternoon fucking each other's pussy with the dildo. It was only hunger that interrupted the fun. I called Dorothy and invited her and Amanda over for dinner. It was a hilarious meal as the four of us went about preparing the meal in the nude. While preparing the salad the cucumber found its way into all four pussies before being added to the salad. Throughout the meal we were using one hand to feed each other, because the other hand to finger-fuck each other's daughter. We made love to each other's daughter in front of each other all week long. I never would have thought I was capable of tongue fucking anyone's asshole, but during that week I found myself sticking my tongue into all three of their assholes without being asked. I did it simply because I found that I liked the feelings I enjoyed when Dorothy taught us how to rim assholes with her tongue. I found that I enjoyed sex with women and girls better than males. It didn't even bother me when my husband eventually announced that he wanted a divorce, so that he could marry his secretary. I had suspected that he had been cheating with someone for years. I was free to pursue my desire to make love to as many women and girls as possible. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.