Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2018 10:16:36 -0800
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: Felicia is Harley Quinn (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral dom, g/F)

Adult Youth, oral dom, g/F

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content offends
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

Author's Note:

Copyright 2018
 Jan, all rights reserved

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            Felicia is Harley Guinn
                     By
                    Jan

      My older brother was a Boy Scout and to help him
sell popcorn to raise money to supplement the local
council origination I helped my brother sell the
popcorn to our neighbors.  I deliberately used my
looks to get adults into buying from me, when they
would dismiss my brother without any remorse.

      I was a petite fourteen-year-old with auburn
colored hair that flowed down my back to my waist,
with big gray-blue eyes.  Even though I was smaller
than my contemporaries my sender frame supported
bigger breasts than most of my friends.  My breasts
were pear shaped.  They were firm and stood up
proudly without a bra.  It sometimes embarrassed me
when my classmates at school would comment on them
while changing for gym.  When it came to selling
popcorn for my brother, I used my looks to persuade
adults to buy more copcorn than they would have
preferred.

	I handed out printed pamphlets to our
neighbors to allow them to select from a variety of
un-popped popcorn packages and containers of
already popped corn with a variety of flavors and
sizes.  There was plain popcorn, caramel and cheese
popcorn.  I would deliver their prepaid orders a few
days later.

      We lived in a working-class neighborhood where
most homes were rented and there was a trailer home
park with about seventy trailer homes, located near
the beginning of an industrial part of town.  I doubled
my brother's sales within our neighborhood, but I
wanted to sell even more.

      Even though there were plenty of children living
in the trailer park, they were considered to be white
trash by our neighbors.  The neighborhood children
didn't associate with them, also a large portion of the
trailer homes were senior citizens living on fixed
incomes.  I didn't fear any of them, so I took it upon
myself to canvas the park.

      It was heart rendering to knock on a trailer door
and be greeted by a little old lady starved for any
kind of company.  I talked to her for much longer
than I felt comfortable.  In her cases she couldn't
afford to buy popcorn, but she did buy a package of
un-popped corn.  I made a note to myself to buy her a
few packages of un-popped corn.  I simple planned to
tell her that I had extra packages left over.  The
other families did buy plenty of the more expensive
flavored popcorn.  Several women cautioned me not to
knock on the door of specific trailer, but I didn't
heed their warning.

      I went to the door of the trailer and knocked on
the door, not knowing what to expect.  Knocking on a
trailer door is interesting the metal siding does not
sound like wood, and trailers tend to smell from
butane cooking.  Nothing prepared me for what
opened the door.

      When the door opened there was a woman that
was about five-feet six in her bare feet.  Her hair
was pulled into a ponytail on each side of her head.
Her hair was bleach blonde with the right tip of the
ponytail dyed fuchsia and the left ponytail tip dyed
teal.  She had a round face that was hard to tell how
old he was.  She was kind of pretty, except for the
pierced eyebrow jewelry.  She was only wearing a long
T-shirt that covered half of her thighs.  When I
identified myself and what I was selling she invited
me in.

      Inside her trailer I didn't feel comfortable with
the smell or the cluttered appearance.  She even had
to move several magazines from her couch to make a
place for me to be able to sit down.

      She was very interested in why I was helping my
brother sell popcorn.  I didn't feel uncomfortable
talking to her.  She was sitting in a recliner covered
in fabric.  She was leaned in my direction with both
of her knees pointed away from me.  I could tell by
the imprint of her nipples on the Baseball undershirt
that she was not wearing a brassiere, but there was
nothing inappropriate in the way she was dressed to
receive company in her own home.

      During our conversation I told her that my name
was Rachel and she told me that her name was Felicia.
after explaining why, I was helping my older brother
sell popcorn she reached out to take the pamphlet
from my hand and ordered a couple of large cans
containing divided into thirds containing the three
kinds of flavored popcorn and a box of un-popped
microwaved Popcorn.  I was thrilled with her
kindness.  As I was leaving she took my hand in hers
and kissed me lightly on my cheek.

      The following week my brother gave me all of the
orders the families in the trailer park had ordered.
My mother filled our family SUV to deliver the
popcorn.  There were limited number of places where
visitors could park.  Mom parked in the first vacant
place, and I took each individual bag to each trailer.
Then Mom moved her SUV to the other side of the
park, so that I could deliver the remaining bags.

      The last bag I had to deliver was Felicia's order.
She insisted on me coming in.  I was coming accustom
to the smells of trailer homes, and hardly noticed the
smell as I placed her bags of popcorn on the small
coffee table in front of her couch.  She sat next to
me while I went through to checklist of what she had
bought.  When she and I were satisfied that
everything she had bought was in the bags, she asked
me if she could place an additional order.  I assured
her that I would be happy to take her order.  After
she selected additional items and paid for them I was
making my exit and she kissed me on the cheek again.

      When her order arrived I simply took the bag and
walked to the trailer park.  When I knocked on her
door she was dressed in another tank top T-shirt
that was as long as the one she had been wearing the
first time I met her.

      This time as she sat next to me while we checked
off the items she had ordered I noticed when she
lifted her arms that there was a substantial amount
of underarm hair, and she had a tattoo of the comic
book character Harley Quinn on the inside of her left
breast.  I hadn't associated the way she had dyed her
hair with the comic book movie character.  I could
recognize the similarity of the movie character even
without the makeup.

      I asked, "I take it that you are a fan of the
antihero Harley Quinn in the comic books or the
movie?"

      "I am a longtime fan of the DC comic book
character.  She is the only character in the DC
graphic novels that is equal to the Marvel graphic
novels characters."

      In her enthusiasm for her comic book hero, she
became animated with her arm gestures and moving
her legs around.  I was reminded that she sported a
lot of dark underarm hair, and saw under the shirt
that she wasn't wearing panties, and her pussy was
covered with a thick patch of brown pubic hair.  I
found myself getting excited and my pussy was
getting moist.  Felicia noticed where my eyes were
focused and she asked, "Honey, haven't you ever seen
a woman's cunt before?"

      I was startled at being caught staring at her
pussy, and started to stammer, "I'm sorry, I couldn't
help seeing how much hair you have down there."

      "I bet the ladies in the park advised you not to
knock on my door!  Did they tell you why you shouldn't
knock on my door?"

      I blushed because they had advised me not to go
to her trailer.  "I'm sorry, they didn't give me a
reason for not coming to your trailer."

      "The reason the biddies don't like me is because
they think I am a lesbian."

      I didn't know what to say at that statement,

      " Do you know what a lesbian is?"

      "Yes"

      She smiled, "Have you ever tasted a pussy
before?"

      I don't know why I answered the question, "Yes."

      Felicia's smile went up on the right side of her
face and she asked, "Tell me about how you happened
to suck a pussy?"

      I paused before I chose to respond, "A couple of
years ago I was visiting a girlfriend overnight, and we
talked about sex and agreed to taste each other's
pussy to find out what all the fuss was about."

      "Did you like it?"

      "I blushed again, "We wound up licking each
other's pussy until we had orgasms, and I did like it."

      "WELL I AM A LESBIAN, and truly enjoy all
manner of sex with women."

      While she was saying that she draped her legs
over the arms of her chair to expose her crotch to
me and she placed her right hand on her pussy, and
pulled the hairs up to show me how long they were.
She openly sat there masturbating in front of me.
She dipped three fingers into her wet pussy before
she withdrew her fingers and gave me a wicked smile
before sucking on her fingers luridly.

      "Would you like to taste my pussy, Honey?"

      I blushed before I slipped off her sofa, and
crawled across carpeted floor on my hands and knees
until I was in front of her chair.  I placed my hands
on her creamy white thighs and moved my head close
enough to feel her body heat and smell the strong
aroma of her cunt.  It is hard to describe the humid
smell of her pussy.  There as the ammonia smell
clinging to her pubic hair and the strong moist meaty
smell of her flesh.  When I was that close to her
crotch I could see that there was plenty of dark
hairs ringing her asshole, and I could smell her
asshole.  I started licking her pussy, and felt her
clitoris seemed to get engorged with blood and she
moaned.  I found that her bodily fluids made my
throat feel raw, but I couldn't stop sucking her pussy
until she proclaimed, "I'M CUMMING"

      I sat back on my heels, and wiped her pussy juice
from my face with the back of my hand.  I was
pleased with myself for making her cum.

      Felicia stood up right in front of me and pulled
her shirt up and over her head, and tossed aside.
That exposing the fact that she had a great figure.
She took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom
in the back of the trailer.

      The bed was unmade and rumpled.  As she pushed
me onto her bed I could smell her body on the sheets.
She helped me remove my clothes.  She molded my
breasts with her hands and suckled on my nipples
while she ran her hand down my body to toy with my
shaved pussy, before she began masturbating me.  I
was overwhelmed with emotions I had no name for.  I
thrilled at the idea of her sucking on my breasts.

      I rolled over on top of her and started kissing her
on the mouth.  I could feel her heart beating when I
placed my hand on her chest.  I held my breath until
it felt like our hearts were beating as one.  I was
enthralled by how perfect her breasts were.  While I
toyed with her nipples I watched her eyes and
thrilled at my ability to please her.  I took a nipple
into my mouth and sucked on it as hard as I could.  I
even planted a hickie just below the tattoo of Harley
Quinn by sucking on the flesh until I sucked blood up
that would turn into a bruise.

      Felicia got impatient and pushed me over onto my
back and turned around to mount me.  I was looking
up at her hairy pussy and asshole as she bent over
and took my shave pussy into her mouth.  I was
overwhelmed by the way she was sucking my pussy.
She lowered her hairy bush down to my mouth.  The
smell was so erotic I could have had an orgasm from
that alone.  Her pubic hair parted and rubbed my face
as my tongue sought out and found her clitoris.  I
whipped her clit around with the tip of my tongue.  I
had an orgasm quicker than her, but I continued
tongue fucking her until she rewarded me by having
an orgasm that flooded my mouth with the juice of
her cum.  We lay there clinging to each other in our
own sweat until the sweat dried on our bodies.

      We eventually rolled off the bed and she insisted
on me showering before I got dressed to go home.
After I dried off and got dressed to go home.
Felicia didn't bother getting dressed as she walked
me to the door.  She embraced me and kissed me on
the mouth before allowing me to open the door.

      As I walked up the driveway to the exit of the
park I would hear the sound of my flats crunching the
sandy residue on the pavement, and I wondered how
many of the housewives were looking out of their
windows at me as I headed home.  I was sure some
were aware of where I had spent the evening and
would be telling all of the biddies tomorrow.  I had to
come to grips with the knowledge that if I continued
seeing Felicia they would know that I was engaging in
lesbian sex with her.  I had to make up my mind if I
could live with that.

      I struggled with my feelings for a couple of days,
but my desire to have sex with her was so strong I
had to return to her trailer.  When I made up my
mind to return to Felicia's I took my best friend, Lisa,
aside and asked her to do me a favor.  I explained
that I needed her to tell my mother I spent the
evening at her house if she ever asks.  She wanted to
know what I was doing, so I told her that I was
seeing a woman that my mother wouldn't approving of
me seeing.

      Lisa pressed me for information about who I was
seeing, but I dismissed her question by saying
someday I will tell you all about it.  That afternoon I
told my mother that I was going to visit Lisa.  I
assured her that I would be home before bedtime.  I
took off with her blessing.

      When I entered the trailer park I made up my
mind to walk directly to Felicia's trailer without
worrying about what the other women thought about
me.  When I knocked on her trailer door I stood
there waiting for her to open the door I saw the
curtains of a couple of trailer's move, so I knew that
I was being watched.

      Felicia opened the door and she was dressed just
like the comic book character from head to toe.  She
has on white based makeup with smeared lipstick and
eyeshadow.  The short, shorts she was wearing were
so tight that the crotch was wedged between her
labia.  She said, "I was just about to leave for a
party.  Would you like to come with me?"

      It was obvious she was dressed up like Harley
Quinn.  I wondered what kind of party she was going
to.  "What kind of party is it?"

      "It is a costume party of comic book enthusiast,
that happen to be lesbians."

      "I'm not sure about going, besides I don't have a
costume."

      She insisted that I needed to come with her, and
she had just the costume for me.  She selected a
latex cat woman outfit from her closet.  She really
enjoyed watching me change clothes.  I had to take
off all of my clothes first.  We had to sprinkle a little
talcum power inside the latex body suit to be able to
wiggle into the costume.  There was no way I could
have worn a bra and panties under the costume.  The
mask also fit like a rubber glove, only my jaw and
mouth were exposed.  When I was in full costume
Felicia ran her hands all over my body to smooth out
every wrinkle, before leading me to her car.

      She was driving a really old Honda Civic that was
just a battered little box.  The body showed its age
and it was hard to start, but she assured me that it
was reliable.  I watched intently as she drove us to
the home where the party was taking place.  She
drove us out of town to rural area in the country.
There was a lot fallowed farmland around the old
farm house.  We eventually pulled off the paved road
onto a dirt path that led to where there were a lot of
cars parked in front of a large steel building large
enough to be an airplane hangar.  The lot next to this
one was a junk yard filled with hundreds stacked
discarded old cars and trucks.

      When we got out of the car we walked across the
dirt lot towards the building.  When we entered the
building, I was fascinated by the other women
attending the party.  They were all wearing costumes
that ranged from DC, Marvel to Japanese Hentai
comic books and movies.  When we entered the large
open space was crowded with a lot of women.  There
was a makeshift elevated stage where there was a
five-peace-band performing.  The large Marshal
speakers were rocking the rafters.  The place was lit
by large florescent lamps hanging from the rafters.
There was also a makeshift bar that was serving only
beer and wine. Served from ice coolers.  I was
studying the women because it looked like a female
version of the San Diego's Comic Con.

      The women were wearing everything from
elaborate costumes of female super heroes to
homemade out fits hard to place what character they
were trying to emulate.  There were plenty of large
women decked out like Xena Warrior Princess and
some even had blonde sidekicks dressed like Gabrielle
that caught my eye because they looked like dykes.

      We had to work our way through the crowd to get
to the bar, and get paper cups of red wine.  Then we
worked our way to the dance floor in front of the
band.  The all-girl-band surprised me because of the
way they were dressed.

      The lead guitar player was wearing a sleeveless
black leather motor cycle jacket opened to expose
her naked breasts and she was naked below and
sporting a strap-on dildo swinging between her legs
that was at least 9-inches long.  The drummer's
breasts were fully exposed behind a full set of
drums.  The base guitar player was only wearing a
fishnet body stocking with a spiked dog collar around
her neck with the leash attached to the drummer's
base.  The keyboard player was naked and she was
ramming her pussy into a dildo attached to stool.  The
lead sinner was a busty woman with wild blonde hair
and her breasts were exposed and she was wearing a
black leather motorcycle chaps.  Her pussy and ass
were exposed for everyone to admire.

      Felicia was dancing with me when I woman that
really did look surprisingly like Linda Lawless in full
Xena costume asked Felicia if she could dance with
me.  Felicia gave her permission for me to dance with
her.

      She was a very strong woman and she held me
tightly to her body.  My face rested between her
breasts that were covered with the leather and cast
metal breast armor.  She placed both hands on my
butt and pressed my crotch against her body.  Her
crotch was almost waist high and her leather
strapped Roman style skirt was pressed against me.  I
could feel her strap-on dildo pressing against my
lower belly through the skirt.  I was sure that if I
hadn't been wearing that tight fitting black latex Cat
woman costume she would have fucked me right there
on the dance floor.

      As the evening wore on I did observe dominate
woman actually making subservient women kneel and
suck their cunts.  There were other woman actually
fucking other women with dildos.  Felicia was kissing
me and running her hands all over my latex rubber
clad body.  I actually had an orgasm in the costume
and felt the warm fluid making my pussy wet.

      We eventually made our way to her car and she
drove us back to her trailer.  It was difficult peeling
the costume off of me.  I was soaking wet with sweat
under the costume.  It felt good to feel the night air
on my naked body.  Felicia like what she saw.

      She peeled off her satin blue short, shorts with
the studded leather belt off.  She pulled her baseball
jersey off before strapping on her own her dildo.
She fucked me in the missionary position.  I had a
couple or orgasms before she turned me over and
pulled me to my knees and greased up my asshole
before fucking my ass.  I found that after I got over
the shock of the pain, I started having orgasms in
rapid succession.  It was sometime in the early
morning hours that we fell asleep clinging to each
other's sweaty bodies.

     In the morning we only stopped fucking long
enough to eat and relieve ourselves.  I eventually had
to clean up and go home.  I felt the eyes of the
neighbor women watching me as I left the trailer
park.

      The next Monday at school Lisa pumped me for
information about my date with the older woman.
She couldn't believe everything I told her about the
costume party and the sex when we got home.  She
wanted to meet Felicia.  I assured her that I would
ask Felicia about her coming with me some time.

      That afternoon as I was headed towards Felicia's
trailer the little old woman I had given extra
packages of un-popped popcorn too, stopped me and
invited me into her trailer.  I couldn't refuse her
request.  When we were inside the trailer she
insisted on giving me milk and cookies before she
started talking to me about the reason she wanted to
talk to me.

      She placed her hand on my knee and talked to me
in a soft voice, "Honey, do you really enjoy the kind of
things Felicia likes to do?"

      My first thought was to lie to her, but I simply
decided to tell her the truth.  "I do enjoy everything
she has taught me."

      "Then would you allow me to make love to you?"

      I was stunned by her request!  I looked at her to
determine if she was truly asking me to allow her to
make love to me.  I was seeing her in a different
light.  She was a slender frail looking woman.  Her
skin was thin and almost translucent as well as looking
like her skin was too large for her little frame.  Her
hair was a silvery white and thinning.  She had sad
eyes, as if they had seen far too many evils.  Her lips
were thin and the flesh hung from her jaw and neck.
Over all she looked like a sweet little old woman you
would expect to be offended to even hear an obscene
word.  How could I refuse her request?

      I placed my hand on top of hers and as her hand
reached my crotch I pressed her hand against my
pussy.  She leaned close and kissed my lips with her
thin lips.  Being so close to her I could smell her
lavender body wash fragrance.  It was all very erotic
to think I was going to have sex with a woman old
enough to be my grandmother.

      She started removing my clothes, and I started
removing her clothes.  As I pulled her unbuttoned
dress off of her shoulders I saw how much her bones
showed and the skin had age spots on it.  Her breasts
sagged and looked like empty bags.  I took a nipple
into my mouth and sucked on it.  She was making
pleasant moaning sounds.

      There came a point when it was becoming
uncomfortable trying to cling to each other on her
sofa, so she suggested that we move to her bedroom.
We got up and finished undressing each other, before
moving to her bedroom as naked as the day we were
born.

      Her bed had a delicate crocheted bedspread.  I
was sure she was the one that had made it, so I
complimented her on her bedspread, and helped her
pull it back to prevent it from being damaged or
getting stained.  She directed me to get on the
middle of her bed and she lay on top of me, so that
she could play and suck on my tits.  Then she got
between my legs and she sucked on my pussy.  I was
impressed how good she was at sucking pussy.  I was
singing her praises.

      After I recovered, I rolled her over and set
about sucking on her tits and finger fucking her.  She
was making soft little animal sounds as I prepared
her for me going down on her and eating her pussy.
Her vulva had very little gray pubic hair.  I sucked
her pussy while sticking fingers in her asshole and
pussy to masturbate her until she cried out, "I'm
cumming!"

      By the time we finished fucking each other it was
too late to visit Felicia, so I cleaned up, got dressed
and went home.

      The next day at school Lisa wanted to know about
what happened at Felicia's last night.  I told her that
I didn't make to her trailer last might.  She pressed
me for what happen, I admitted that one of the little
old grannies stopped me and wanted me to make love
to her.

      Lisa asked, "What is it like to have sex with an old
woman?"

      I laughed, "The meat is truly sweeter closer to
the bone!"  That was all I would tell her.

      She pressed me for when I was going to ask
Felicia if she could come along.  I pulled out my
cellphone and dialed Felicia's number that went to her
mail box, so I asked her to let me know if I could
bring my girlfriend the next time I came for a visit.
I put my phone back in my backpack.  I was in my last
class for the day when I felt the vibrations of my
phone when I took it out there was a text message
from Felicia.  It simply said, "By all means bring her if
you think she will enjoy it, and keep it to herself."

      I texted Lisa to let her know that she should
expect me to bring friend this evening.  She sent me
a happy face imogi.

      I corned Lisa before the last class and asked her
if she really wanted to visit Felicia.  She assured me
that she couldn't wait.  I told her to let her mother
know she was coming home with me, and I sent a
message to my mother that I was going to Lisa's.

      We had a couple of hours to kill before Felicia
would get home, so we took the time to get something
to eat at a local Bugger King.  We arrived at Felicia's
trailer to find her Honda parked next to her trailer.
When we walked up the wooden porch, we didn't get
to knock on the door.  Felicia must have heard our
footsteps, so she opened the door and invited us in.

      She insisted on giving us iced tea while we sat on
her sofa.  She was thrilled to meet my friend.  She
had just gotten home from work.  She was wearing a
wig made of blonde hair and she was wearing
impeccable make-up.  She was also wearing a dress
that would be appropriate for a school teacher.  I
was mildly surprised that she looked so conservative.

      Felicia must have seen the look on my face.  She
gave me a big smile, and leaned over and pulled the
wig off.  He bleached blonde hair with the frosted
tips was damp from being under the wig all day.  She
announced, "I have to put up a straight front at work.
My bosses and fellow employees would freak out if I
went to work as Harley Quinn.  If you don't mind I
will go and changer."

      Lisa and I sat there while she went to her
bedroom and closed the door.  When she emerged,
she was in full costume, down to the smeared mascara
and lipstick.  I could tell by the look on Lisa's face
that she was impressed.

      Felicia approached Lisa and said, "Rachel, you
have to tell me all about your charming friend."

      She sat down between us and took hold of Lisa's
hands and pulled then to her lap, as I introduced
them.

      I told her that Lisa ad I had been best friends
dating back to pre-school, and we had experimented
with sex with each other as early as the third grade.
While I was saying that Felica was kissing and feeling
up Lisa.  Felicia set about stripping us of our clothes.
When she pulled off her baseball jersey her breasts
were fully exposed.  By the time she unbuckled the
belt of her hip hugger shorts the satin blue crotch
was soaking wet.  There was no panties underneath.

      Lisa was fascinated with Felicia's tits and cunt.
Lisa and I sucked on Felica's tits while we both
masturbated her.  Felicia eventually turned over to
sit on the sofa on her knees, so that she could
masturbate the two of us at the same time.  We
spent hours making love to each other.  We sucked
each other's pussy several times.  Both Lisa and I
were pleasantly surprised when Felicia got behind us
and rimmed our assholes.  We couldn't believe that
she wanted to stick her nose and tongue in our
assholes.  That was the start of months of
pleasurable sex, but eventually my mother found out
about my relationship with Felicia.

      When she confronted me, she told me that she
had been aware if Lisa and I's sexual activity from
the start, but it was upsetting to her to learn that I
was having sex with an adult woman.  She wanted me
to end my relationship with Felicia.  I refused to end
it.  I brought Mother to Felicia's to introduce them
to each other.

      It took Mother a little while to get over the
shock of her costume, but eventually accepted that
Felicia was a nice woman.  She never mentioned
anything about my sexual preference again


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