Date: Thu, 24 May 2012 08:49:41 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Fantasy Apartments (lesbian/adult youth, oral, f/f, f/FFF...) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girls 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 2012 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Fantasy Apartments By Jan I grew up in a working class neighborhood. We lived in an average sized three bedroom house with an outrageous mortgage, even though it was just one block off one of the main thoroughfares. It was comical that the back of our lot butted up against the back of a six unit apartment complex called the "Fantasy Apartments." While I was growing up I slowly became aware that rarely did anyone live in any of the apartments for a year, and I became aware that every time someone moved into one of the apartments it was a female. It really didn't seem unnatural to me though. One time I noticed a couple of older women moving into one of the apartments. When they noticed me watching them moving in over the cinder block fence, they smiled at me and waved. I even talked to one or the other of them from time to time. They were friendly enough, but we only had casual conversations with each other. I was thirteen when a new girl entered my school and we were in the same classroom in the seventh grade. I thought she was an attractive girl and befriended her right away. Her name was Lilly Mayfield, a dirty blonde with blue eyes. Her figure attracted males like bees to flowers. She didn't seem to notice their flirtations at all. It took us a couple of days before we got around to discussing where we lived. She didn't have a clue where my address was, because the neighborhood was so new to her. As soon as she told me that she lived in "The Fantasy Apartments" I knew exactly where she lived. I even knew which one because I had seen the previous tenant emptying the apartment. "Lilly...I live right behind your apartment complex. I even know which apartment you're living in!" Lilly was excited to learn that I lived so close to her. "Why don't you come over tonight and meet my mother when she gets home from work?" I was just as excited, as we held hands and jumped up and down while we hugged, "I will tell my parents and come over after dinner. We agreed on a time. We even walked home together after school. We only parted ways when we reached the street I had to turn on to get to my block. I told my mother about Lilly and asked if I could visit her after dinner. She was pleased that I had befriended a new girl in school, and had no objections to me visiting her after dinner; her only proviso was to be home before bedtime. I changed clothes before dinner and as soon as mother and I had washed the dishes I chose to climb over the backyard fence and dropped to the ground behind one of the apartments. There were three apartments on either side of a central driveway. As I walked down the driveway I passed the apartment of the two older women. They were outdoors puttering around a small flowerbed. They smiled at me and wished me a nice evening. I smiled at them and returned their greeting. When I arrived at the second apartment on the left I knocked on the door. The two older ladies were watching carefully. I thought it was a little strange the way they were watching. I also noticed the drapes on a couple of other apartments move while I was knocking on the door. Lilly opened the door and welcomed me into her home. I had never been in any of the apartments before. I quickly took in the surroundings. To the right was a small dining area and kitchen, we were standing in a living room, and in front of me was a small alcove leading to a bathroom flanked by the two bedrooms. I suspected that all of the other apartments looked just about the same. Lilly's mother came out of the bedroom on the right. Lilly introduced me to her mother. Her name was Rosemary. She approached me, took my hand and pulled me close and she hugged me as Lilly told her my name was Sandra. She even kissed me on the cheek. After the greeting she stepped back and casually placed her arm around Lilly's waist and placed her hand on Lilly's hip. Lilly explained that we shared classes at school and that I lived in the house right behind the apartment complex. Rosemary told me, "You can call me Rose." As she spoke she was rubbing her hand up and down Lilly's butt. "How much has Lilly told you about us?" I was a little puzzled by the question, "Lilly has not told me anything about her family." Rose turned towards Lilly and kissed her right on the mouth. "I don't want you going around school telling everyone, but Lilly and I are lesbians!" I knew what the word meant, but had never knowingly met one. I had a little understanding what the word meant, but had never reflected on what they did with each other before. The idea that the mother was actually telling me that she and her daughter were both lesbians was strange to me. I wondered if they did it to each other. The word "incest" was not part of my vocabulary at that time. I had already developed an attachment to Lilly. I liked her, and if she was a lesbian I could accept that even if I wasn't interested in what they did. Rose asked, "Do you know what lesbianism means?" I blushed like the innocent I was, "I have heard the word before, but all I know about it is that women love women." She asked, "Would it bother you, knowing that we are lesbians?" I paused before answering, "I have no feeling about the subject one way or the other, I like Lilly regardless of your life style." They approached me and both of them drew me into their arms, and kissed my cheeks. Rose suggested that Lilly might like to show me her room. The two of us went into her bedroom. We listened to music on her little inexpensive boom box stereo. We didn't discuss sex the rest of the evening, because we were discussing things like classes, teachers and our classmates. When I made my excuses that I had to get home before bedtime the three of us hugged and kissed before I made my way to the back of the property. When I approached the fence I realized that I had a problem. Coming from my home I had simply stepped onto the brick planter and hopped over the rest of the six-foot fence. Now I was looking at having to scale the full six-foot-fence. I was just about to give up and walk all the way around the block to get home, but one of the older women I had seen earlier came out of her apartment and asked, "Honey are you having a hard time getting back over the fence?" I sheepishly agreed that I hadn't thought about getting back over the fence earlier. She approached me and offered to help me get back over the fence, and she asked if I planned to visit my young friend again. I admitted that I would visit my friend again. As she told me to bend my knee, she laces her fingers together under my lower leg and lifted me up so that I could make it over the fence, she told me that she would look into making it easier for me in the future. The next afternoon when I hopped on top of the fence I saw that there was a sturdy box about three feet high against the wall, and another box about two feet high in front of that one. So when I climbed the boxes like stairs, I appreciated what the woman had done for me. I saw the two women in the yard again, and thanked them for thinking about me. The one that had helped me the night before said, "My name is Wendy and that is Kathy. We do love the company of young girls too, and would love to offer you or both of you tea sometime." I smiled and thanked them, but as I headed towards Lilly's apartment it hit me that they might have been flirting with me. I knocked on her door and Lilly greeted me. I asked Lilly, "When I climbed over the fence the two older women closest to the fence talked to me, and I think they were flirting with me." Lilly laughed, "Of course they were! Don't you realize that everyone living in The Fantasy Apartments is a lesbian?" It hit me like a ton of bricks, I had been aware that everyone living in the apartments was a woman, but had never associated that fact with their sexual preference. That also explained why there had never been a school aged person living in the apartments. I felt like an idiot. I would never be able to look at any of the women in the apartments the same again. Rose was in the kitchen making dinner for the three of us. She had overheard our conversation, and was definitely amused. She casually suggested that we wash up for supper. We giggled as we headed for the bathroom to wash our hands. The three of us sat at the small dining table, looking out the window as we ate. I noticed the coming and going of several of the tenants. To me it was a fascinating group of women. The two I had met reminded me of sweet little old grannies. The woman that lived directly across from them reminded me of a truck driver. She was a heavyset woman that always wore jeans, tennis shoes, and plaid flannel work shirts. Her blonde hair was cropped short in the fashion of a man. The only hint that she was a woman was her heavy breasts. I witnessed her leaving her apartment dressed in her usual garb. Rose pointed out that she was obviously going out to her favorite hangout looking for a date. There were another couple of women that passed the window headed towards one of the apartments next door to theirs. Rose proclaimed that they were married for all intents and purposes. They looked almost like sisters in every detail. They both sported blonde ponytails with bangs. They even wore the same type of clothes, tight jeans and matching jersey tank tops. Their tank tops were short of their jeans, so that I could see that they had matching tattoos just above the jeans on their left hips. After we finished washing the dishes, I assured Rose that the supper had been delicious, and told them that my mother wanted to invite them to dinner the next evening. Rose inquired if I had told her about their sexual preference. I told her that I had not told anyone, because she had asked me not to discuss them being lesbian. Rose smiled and said, "Lilly...you can't act like the little tart you are, if we are going to have dinner with your friend's family." Lilly laughed and said, "Then you can't go around flashing Sandra's mom either!" We talked for awhile. Rose asked, "Would you like to see how women make love to each other?" I was full of curiosity about the subject, "I really would like to see that." Rose asked, "Would it bother you if I showed you with Lilly?" For some reason I had mixed feelings. I like Lilly a little more than I thought (I guess I was a little jealous), but I also had a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach at the thought of watching a mother and daughter actually having sex with each other. "I think I would like to see that." Rose moved over to the couch next to us, and started kissing Lilly, while she started feeling up her small breasts. Lilly was also clawing at her mother's clothes to get at her 38C breasts. I sat there in total fascination, watching them undress each other. Lilly's body was not much different from mine, except her skin was much paler. Her breasts were no bigger than mine. She had some freckles on her shoulders though. There were a couple of brown moles on her body one on her right shoulder and another on the inside of her right thigh. I was fascinated by the sight of her almost pink pubic hair. It was also the first time I had ever seen an adult woman naked. Rose had a much fuller figure than Lilly, but there was plenty of resemblance. Her bigger breasts were a creamy white color and she had a brown mole on the outside of her right breast. Her pubic hair was thicker and a little darker blonde. I sat there watching them making love to each other. It was very exciting watching them feeling each other's breasts before they took turns sucking on each other's breasts. While they were sucking on each other's nipples they put their hands between each other's legs, and rubbed each other's pussies. Sitting so close I could even smell the aroma of their pussies. They rubbed each other for a long time before Rose rearranged their bodies. She swung Lilly's leg around and placed it over the back of the couch. She crouched over Lilly and started licking her daughter's pussy. I had never seen such a thing before, and had always thought of that area as nasty. Watching the mother sucking and lapping on her daughter's pussy was doing things to me that was almost like she was sucking on my pussy too. There was a lot of noise going on. Lilly was moaning and begging her mother to lick her clit harder. When Lilly's body started quivering it frightened me, because I thought she was having a seizure. When she calmed down she kissed her mother very passionately. It was obvious that Lilly had enjoyed everything that her mother had done to her. Lilly disengaged her body from her mother so that she could reverse positions. When her mother was on her back and her legs was resting over the back of the couch, Lilly set about demonstrating to me that she was able to make love to her mother the same way Rose had made love to her. There was a lot more tit sucking before she knelt between her mother's legs and sucked her pussy. Like Lilly had done, her mother moaned a lot and directed her activities with colorful dirty words. While Lilly was eating her mother's pussy I noticed that I was very close to her butt, and I could see her puckered asshole and her pussy bulge from the up side down. I hardly noticed that I was drawn towards her butt. I found myself placing my hand on her butt. I started running my finger up and down the seam of her body from clit to asshole. When I touched her asshole Lilly let out a moan of her own. Rose was watching everything I was doing, and she told me to go ahead and lick her pussy. I stuck out my tongue and started licking Lilly's clit, and swabbing between her labia minor. My face had my nose right against her asshole, and I could smell her asshole. While swabbing her pussy, Lilly was wiggling her hips around so much that I accidently licked her asshole. It not only shocked Lilly, it shocked me too. After the first taste of her behind I continued tongue fucking Lilly's asshole. After the two of them had climaxes, they rested for awhile. When they had recovered they suggested that I would enjoy it if they made love to me. I couldn't refuse them, because I had already tasted Lilly's pussy and asshole. The two of them set about undressing me. They took turns sucking my breasts and pussy, while one would be sucking my pussy, the other one would sit on my face, forcing me to lick their cunts. They even smothered me a little with their cunts. I found out what it was like to have multiple climaxes that evening. At one point they came so quickly that they merged together and I passed out. When I came to, they were hovering over me and when I opened my eyes they kissed me. Eventually I had to go home. They helped me get dressed and kissed me at the door as they assured me that they would behave in front of my parents tomorrow night. I was so relaxed that even with the boxes to help it was hard for me to get back over the wall. The next evening Rose and Lilly rang our doorbell at the appointed hour. I sweated a little while introducing them to my parents. I feared that they would recognize them as lesbians. The evening went well. Rose even helped wash the dishes with my mother after supper. Dad retreated to his man cave to get away from the chatter of four women. All considered, my parents were pleased with my new friends. I was allowed to visit several times a week and even sleepover a couple of times a month. Wendy and Kathy always smiled at me and reminded me that any time I like I could stop by for tea. It was a little embarrassing knowing that they knew why I was visiting Rose and Lilly. The nights I slept with them, it was an orgy in Rose's bed. I couldn't get enough of the feeling they induced in my body. I gave them tit for tat. One afternoon when I climbed the fence to visit Lilly, she suggested that we take up Wendy and Kathy on their offer for tea. I wasn't all that hot for a tea party, but I knew tea was not going to be the only thing offered. We headed back to their apartment and knocked on their door. Their apartment was clean and had a combination smell of lavender and Vicks. The two of them were overjoyed to have the company of a couple of young teenagers. They fussed over us. They put a pot of water on the stove, while gathering up the china and flatware appropriate for tea. They put on a demonstration of the proper way an English woman makes tea. They presented homemade cookies for us to eat while drinking our tea. When we moved back to their living room they maneuvered us to the couch where we sat down together as they flanked us. We talked about a number of subjects until Lilly boldly asked them if they wanted to kiss us. The two sweet little old ladies chuckled and blushed. They giggled like school girls as they admitted that they had hoped that we would visit them. We turned to face them. Lilly was facing Kathy and I was facing Wendy. We hugged each other and kissed. It was so strange to be tongue kissing a woman old enough to my grandmother. Wendy started feeling my body. Eventually her hand rested on my breast. While I continued kissing her, I placed my hand on one of her big flabby breasts. It was obvious that she did not have a bra on under her dress and slip. When I checked out what Lilly and Kathy were doing, Lilly had already opened Kathy's dress and was stuffing her hand inside. Kathy was not sitting idly by while Lilly was playing with her breasts. She was stroking Lilly's leg. Her hand went under Lilly's dress. Wendy had similar ideas. It didn't take long for her to get her hand inside my panties. As much as we wanted to see their naked bodies they wanted to see ours. We shed our clothes and the little old women insisted on sucking our pussies first. Boy...did they know what they were doing. Lilly and I sat there with our legs spread while the chubby women buried their faces in our cunts. It was so deliciously wicked watching those sweet little old ladies eating our pussies. When we finished coming we insisted on eating theirs. They were pleased as punch, and spread their legs for us. We set about face fucking the sweet little old ladies. It was a very rewarding evening, but eventually I had to get dressed and scale the wall. My love affair with Lilly and her mother lasted for more than a year. The other women in the apartments accepted me as a welcome visitor, for the most part. The day came when Rose and Lilly informed me that they were moving to another state. It broke my heart. I wanted to run away with them, but that was an unrealistic dream. My mother tried to console me, and assure me that I would make new friends eventually. She had no idea just how close Lilly and I had been. I helped them pack in preparation of their leaving. It was a traumatic departure of tearful goodbyes. Even the dike helped us pack them up. Wendy and Kathy helped too. As they loaded up their rented trailer and pulled out, Wendy assured me that I was always welcome to visit them. I was despondent for a couple of weeks. I simply went to school and moped around the house. I saw another woman moving her stuff into the apartment that Rose and Lilly had occupied and that sealed the fact that I would never see them again. I grew tired of masturbating nightly to put myself to sleep. I remembered Wendy's invitation to visit them, so I climbed the wall one afternoon and knocked on their door. When Wendy opened the door she wrapped me in her arms and kissed my cheeks. She turned to Kathy and said, "Look who's come to visit." Kathy smiled as she sipped on a cup of coffee. She came around the kitchen divide to and joined us for a group hug. When Kathy kissed me I could taste the coffee in her mouth. They asked me if I needed anything, and I told them that I needed love. They led me to their bedroom and they helped me get undressed, before they removed their clothes. They picked me up and placed me right in the middle of their bed. The both commented on how much I had matured over the past year. I had hardly noticed that my breasts had filled out making me a 36C, my hips had widened and I had just a 24-inch waist. They flanked my body so that they could each have a tit to play with. They were experts at kissing and making love to girls. They were sucking on my nipples while finger fucking me. They brought me right to the edge of cumming before they let me cool off. It was pure torture to interrupt the sex. I was about on the verge of crying when Wendy moved down my body, so that she could put her mouth over my cunt. I was looking at her down there looking up at me, as she ate my pussy. She was making all kinds of slurping noises while she ate my pussy. Kathy was lying there playing with one of my tits. Right when I was getting back to that place just before cumming Kathy got up and straddled my shoulders facing me. She lowered her body down blocking my view of Wendy with her pussy. I missed the smell of a wet pussy and the texture of wet flesh. She set about fucking my mouth with her cunt. I soon was experiencing a strong climax, but Kathy continued fucking my face until she cummed. We lounged around on the sweat covered bed for awhile. The cleaned me up and dressed me before sending me home. They simply put on bathrobes and shower shoes as they helped me back over the fence. They didn't care if the other bitches saw them helping me. Before I dropped back on my side of the fence I noticed that several of the curtains were pulled back, so I knew at least three of the women were watching. One day after school, I stopped at the corner convenience store for a slurpee. The big dyke that lived across from the apartment that Lilly had lived in was there buying a few things. She was buying a carton of cigarettes, milk and a six-pack of beer. When I exited the store the dike was waiting for me. She started walking with me and said, "I don't normally flirt with jailbait, but I know that you are no virgin. Why don't you come home with me?" I was afraid of her. How could I tell her how much she frightened me? "I have always been frightened of you, because you are so big and tough looking." She belly laughed, "I have never harmed any dolly before." She virtually led me down the main street towards the Fantasy Apartments. When we reached her apartment she used one hand to hold the paper sack while fishing out her key from her jeans. She let me enter the apartment before her, and used her foot to close the door behind us. She put the key back in her pants as she placed the sack on the kitchen counter. Her apartment was a mirror image of Lilly's apartment. It was just not as clean. I was studying her place, while she pulled out her carton of cigarettes and removed a pack. She opened the pack and put one of the filtered cigarettes in her mouth. She used a cheap lighter to light it. When she tilted her head back and blew the gray smoke towards the ceiling I smelled the aroma of the smoke, and noticed the ocher stained ceiling. I was very intimidated by the size of the woman as she approached me. When she wrapped her arm around me, I smelled the stale tobacco odor on her clothes and her sweaty body. She took the cigarette out of her mouth and held it between her fingers, while she bent over and kissed me on the mouth. The taste of tobacco in her mouth was disgusting. After a few minutes of her kissing me, and I hardly noticed the taste of her mouth, but the stink of her clothes remained. She hefted one of my breasts and said, "You have developed very nicely this past year. You are almost a woman now!" I couldn't have resisted her, even if I had wanted too. When she pulled me into her bedroom I quickly scanned the surroundings. The bed was unmade, clothes were scattered around. The ashtray by the bed was almost full. This was definitely not the room of a delicate female. I couldn't picture any woman decorating their walls with pornographic pictures of naked women engaging in all manner of oral and anal sex. I have to admit that looking at the nasty pictures did make my panties wet. I had known for a long time that regardless of the fact that her name was Bernice, she preferred to be called Bernie. I asked, "Bernie, do you have a girlfriend?" She gave out with a belly laugh again. "Honey...I rarely have a regular girlfriend." She pointed to a picture of a skinny woman and said, "She lived with me for a couple of years, but I caught her in bed with another bitch and kicked her out." I found it sad that she didn't have a girlfriend. I knew that being such a full fledged dyke must get picked on and teased by men a lot. She must also frighten straight women and girls like me too. Bernie started removing all of my school clothes, and tossing them aside without caring where they landed. She complimented me on my figure again when she sat down on her bed to admire my body. She felt my naked skin gently with her strong coarse hands. Then she started unbuttoning her flannel shirt. She had on an Army issue green ribbed tank top undershirt. Her shoulders had tattoos of sexy women's faces with long flowing hair. When she pulled off the undershirt I saw just how big her tits were. Her breasts were like balloons half filled with water. They sagged almost to her waist. They were only supported by her fat belly. Her areolas were at least three inches in diameter. They were only slightly darker than her creamy white skin. Her nipples were inverted. When she turned around I saw the large tattoo on her back. The tattoo was of a naked woman riding a Harley Davidson chopper as if it was coming off of her back. The front wheel was in the air and large. The wild hair of the woman was flying back as she clung to the handlebars. I wondered if that was a real woman friend of Bernie, but was afraid to ask. She crossed her chubby legs and untied the laces on her work boots. She dropped them on the floor and pulled off her smelly socks too. She had to stand to unbutton her tight fitting jeans, and peel them down her legs. The panties she had on were old and washed until they were thin. They had a permanent stain in the crotch. The front was yellowish and the back had an ocher stain. There was also a brown spot from the last time she had shit. She looked disgusted when she removed them and discarded them. While she was standing she picked me up like a baby and placed me on her rumpled bed. Again I smelled stale tobacco clinging to the sheets. (I promised myself that I would never smoke) She virtually licked every part of my body from head to toe. She turned out to be a marvelous lover. She made my nipples tingle, and sucked all over both tits. She even stuck her tongue into my navel. I was sweating like a pig by the time she got around to sucking my pussy. After I had the first cum she assured me that I had a sweet tasting pussy, and regretted not finding out long before this. I just had to show her how much I enjoyed what she had done to me. I played with both of her breasts and sucked on them for a long time. I placed my hand on her big vulva and ran my middle finger through her pubic hair to find her sweaty wet clit. I diddled it until she was begging me to kiss her pussy. When I went down on her I had never smelled such a strong odor from any pussy before. I dove in and did everything I could to make her cum. When it was over I got dressed and climbed the fence into my backyard. I had forgotten about Mother being home and she greeted me as I came in the back door. I had not even thought about showering. Mother asked, "Have you been smoking?" I broke out in a sweat, "No, Mother I was just visiting one of the ladies in the apartments behind us. She smokes a lot and everything in her place smells of stale tobacco." When she got even closer she must have smelled the pussy juice drying on my face. She turned up her nose, "You smell like pussy too, have you been eating pussy?" I felt as weak as a baby, and broke down crying. Mother wrapped her arms around me, "Honey we can't tell your father about this. I suspected you were having sex with Lilly from the start. Her mother was just too friendly. I got a vibe every time she touched me." Before I changed clothes I told Mom about everything. Boy...was I surprised when Mother came into my bathroom naked and joined me in the shower. Now Mother and I visit all of the ladies from the Fantasy Apartments. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.