Date: Tue, 17 Oct 2017 15:26:53 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Abby and Chloe (Beginnings, oral, anal, f/f. f/Ff) Beginnings, oral, anal, f/f. f/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. Copyright 2017 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Abby and Chloe By Jan It all started at the funeral of a classmate. A boy in my class was killed in an automobile accident. I felt obligated to attend, but was uncomfortable about the whole thing. I gravitated to one girl that I had casually talked to at school. Her name was Chloe. We were both 16-years-old. Neath of us were popular at school. In my case my mother had passed away a few years ago because of a stroke, and my father was very strict parent. If anything, he was over protective. He insisted that I couldn't date boys until I was 18, and must dress conservatively. I felt like I was being forced, to dress like a Quaker or Mormon girl. No TV after 10 pm, and he monitored what I was allowed to watch. I was forbidden to attend unsupervised parties or any party where booze was known to being consumed. Any breach of his orders was met with swift corporal punishment. The beatings let to my emotional withdrawal, because I didn't want anyone to see the bruises and scabs on my buttock and the backs of my legs. My butt always had yellow marks from old bruises and the fresh ones were dark blue and some were scabbed over. Even with all of that I was purported to a cute blonde, but my sexual development was retarded. Most girls develop breasts and pubic hair between the ages of 11 and 12, but in my case my breasts were no larger than an 11-year-old, at the age of 16. My diminutive size also isolated me from my peers. The fact the Chloe was just as shy as me for different reasons was why we were drawn to each other. Chloe was an only child, and fully developed. Her figure was better developed than most adult women. She was a 36-DD, 30, 38. Yes...she was considered overweight. She had dated a few boys, but all they wanted was to feel her breasts and get in her panties. Her rejection of their advances earned her the reputation of being a frigid cock tease. As a result of our isolation from our groups we gravitated to each other and became friends, and we were both virgins. I always visited her at her house, because I didn't want her to see the way my father would fly off the handle and whip my ass. The beatings eventually became so frequent and brutal that a teacher noticed the tell tail signs of physical abuse, and forced me to visit the school nurse. The nurse was so shocked that she called the authorities right away, and took photographs, so there would be documentation before my abused flesh had a chance to recover. As a result, Father was arrested and put in jail until the hearing. Because I didn't have any living relatives on record, so the judge wanted to put me in a foster home. Before that could take place, I pleaded with the judge to allow me to stay with Chloe's family. Chloe's parents agreed to take me in, so the judge granted my request. Everything was going fin a month or so until my father's court date came up. The night before the hearing, as Chloe and I were getting ready for bed, I lay on the bed crying. Chloe got in bed with me to try and comfort me. I turned to look at Chloe, and the look on my face was something she had never seen before. It was strange seeing her breasts in front of me, with her face looking so sweet. Our lips were almost touching. It was very brief, but suddenly I did it a second time, only this time I kissed with my tongue in her mouth. While I was doing that I put my hands all over her body. I touched her breasts and ran my hand down her body until my hand reached the top of her panties, and forced my fingers under the waist band. I sought out her moist pussy and found it, and toyed with her lips. When we parted, I asked Chloe if I could eat her pussy. Chloe, not wanting to upset me any further, agreed to my request. I laid Chloe one her back and moved to the foot of the bed, spread her legs as I moved in to place my face against her cunt. I blew my breath on her warm hairy flesh. Chloe had a thick fark bush. That was enough to make me want to suck her cunt. I drove my tongue deep into my vagina. It was so surreal experiencing my first time of eating pussy. While we recovered, I asked Chloe if she liked it. Chloe assured me that she loved it. My face was covered with her cum. Then it was her turn to reciprocate. I asked Chloe asked if she had ever eaten pussy before. Her response was, "No, I had seen porn movies on my father's computer before, and they made me horny." Before laying between my legs and studied my pussy. I had very little pubic hair. She licked my pussy and sucked on her clit until I cried out that I was cumming. We were both were able to get some sleep before we had to get up to get ready for the court date. I knew I would have to be there and testify, and I was terrified to face my father. The judge wouldn't let his lawyer intimate me. The result of the trial was father going to jail for a minimum of a year. The court appointed advocate assured me that he would serve at least 5 years, and there would be a restraining order prohibiting him from ever trying to contact me. It was a jubilant ride home with Chloe's family that afternoon. Thinking about what Chloe and I had done I was thinking that I would like to do some more muff diving, but would prefer to do it with someone with a shaved pussy. I had seen women performing analingus on each other in videos and I was thinking that I would like to try it. I just didn't think Chloe would be into that sort of thing. I started looking at women differently. I don't know if women could tell that I was horny or not, but I started noticing the way some women looked at other women and girls. There was court ordered counseling for me with sociologist. The therapist was very empathic, and when talking about my father's physical abuse would bring me to tears. My therapist would hug me and wipe my cheeks with tissue. While hugging me I would rest my head on her ample sized breasts. I could smell her perfume and feel her soft tits molding to my face. At one session, I started sucking on her nipple right through her dress, slip and bra. Her reaction was shock at first, but she relaxed and started stroking my hair. When I drew back there was a wet circle on the front of her dress. She said, "This is so wrong in so many ways!" I placed my hand right on her breasts right where my mouth hand been. She grabbed my wrist and tried to pull my hand away, but I resisted with all of my strength. She eventually gave up trying to take my hand away from her tit. I squeezed it repeatedly for a little while. I just had to see what her tit looked like. I started unbuttoning her blouse. She just looked down at my hand, as I reached inside her bra and slip, and pulled her left tit out. I saw that her areola was no larger than a man's, but her nipple was larger. I couldn't resist taking her nipple into my mouth. I sucked on her nipple for a while. There came a point when she relaxed and an audible moan escaped from her lips. While I continued sucking on her tit I placed my hand on her knee and started sliding my hand up her nylon clad thigh. At that moment, a timer on her desk started to buzz. She pushed me away and said, "Our time is up! You can come back tomorrow at 4:30 pm! I have another appointment right now! So, please leave, and I will see you yomorrow. She stuffed her breast back into her bra and straightened up her clothes as she returned to her desk, as I made my way out the door. I couldn't help taking a look at her next appointment. It was a pimpled faced young teenage boy that looked like a want 'a-be delinquent. The next day I was at her office at the appointed time. It was just a short time before the door opened and a young girl that looked like a scared rabbit came walking out as if she was afraid someone would attack her. The therapist was standing in the doorway as she invited me in. I noticed that she was dressed in something other than her usual professional business style of a suit. This day she was wearing a nice looking casual dress. As she stepped back to allow me to enter her office I smell a delightful fragrance. She went right to the couch and patted the cushion next to her as she sat down. She announced "Today you are my last client, so we will not be interrupted." I was instantly excited. As I sat down on the couch she unbuckled the belt around her waist. The dress buttoned down the front, and as we started unbuttoning it I discovered she was not wearing anything underneath. I fell upon her breasts and sucked on one tit while feeling the other. While I was doing that the social worker set about removing my clothes. I had wanted to look as mature as possible, so I had selected matching bra and panties from Victoria Secrets that were in a sexy lavender lace. I had also selected nylons that were self-supporting, because I had no desire to wear pantyhose or a garter belt. The dress I had selected was definitely not age appropriate for a girl my age. The zipper under my left arm assured that I couldn't afford to gain any weight. She was please when she got a look at my underwear. When I was completely naked she placed me on the leather couch on my back. She held one of her breasts with both hands as she dangled it over my mouth. I sucked on it like a hungry baby. While I was doing that she reached down with her right hand and started stroking my bald vulva. (I had shaved my pussy for the occasion). She continued doing that until I had an orgasm that was mind blowing. After that she stood up and removed her dress. She turned around and mounted me so that her pussy was right over my face, and her head was between my legs. We sucked pussy while making all kinds of noises. At one point, she had me actually stand on the couch facing the wall. She smelled my asshole and tongue fucked my asshole and lapped at my cunt again. When my knees buckled I sat on her face. Her next trick was to stand on the couch facing me, and had me lay on my back so that she could sit on my face. She rocked her hips back and forth racking her cunt and asshole against my face from nose to chin. It took hours to satisfy her sexual desire. We were both famished afterwards, so we got dressed and she took me to dinner before taking me home. That night I had a lot to tell Chloe, and we tongue fucked each other's pussy and asshole half of the night. I saw the social worker until I was 18, and Chloe and I remained lovers the rest of our lives. 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.