Date: Mon, 22 Jun 2015 20:35:34 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: First Encounter with a Woman (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal, f/F) Warning: Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal, f/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: 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 2015 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. First Encounter with a Woman By Jan My mother named me Clara after her favorite aunt, and I remember her fondly too. I consider my parents to be happily married. Oh, they have their share of arguments. Dad made enough money for a comfortable living, as long as they didn't get into a lot of debt. They had a pretty large mortgage on the three bedroom house, and almost always were paying for a car. They managed to be a two car family. My brother is three years older than me, and had always been overly protective of me. When he reached puberty he became a horny bastard. He was falling in love with a different girl every three or four months. I had a full schedule from the start. I had dance classes in the morning, school during the day, swimming class in the afternoon, and Scouting a little later. Like most of my friends we graduated to Girl Scouts at the appropriate age. My best friend and I explored our sexuality with each other. When she would have sleepovers we would kiss and masturbate each other. When we joined the Girl Scouts we even indulged in a little oral sex with each other. Selling Girl Scout cookies was when I had my first encounter with an adult woman. Like all Girl Scout Troops there were incentives to sell the most boxes of cookies. There were three Girl Scouts living on our block, so the neighbors were saturated with girls begging them to buy cookies. We even set up tables outside grocery stores to sell cookies as a Troop, but I was more ambitious so I canvassed a larger circle of blocks. When I had solicited almost every house in town I started hitting the apartment building and motels. I brushed off the rude dismissals and moved on. One afternoon I knocked on the door of an apartment in a neighborhood I had never been in before. The woman that answered the door was a nice looking woman. I was not good at judging ages, but I would have guessed that she was close to forty years old. She smiled when she saw me standing there in my uniform, carrying sample boxes of cookies. She invited me in, while telling me that she had been a Girl Scout. I quickly scanned the apartment and it was a typical single bedroom apartment. It had a living room barely large enough for a couch, sitting chair, coffee table and a stand for a television. There was a wall separating that room from the dining and kitchen area. The dining table was just large enough for 4 people, but seating four would be very tight. There was a bathroom in the back, and a bedroom. She insisted that I have a seat, and offered me a cold drink. I accepted simply because I was thirsty. She told me her name was Valerie, and asked me my name. I told her that my name was Lynn. She assured me that she would buy cookies from me. She looked at my samples and the folder with pictures of boxes and order forms. She carried on about how much she had enjoyed selling cookies as a girl. While she talked to me she rested her hand on my bare knee, and it gave me a strange feeling. She reminisced about how much fun she had while in the scouts. She asked me if I had kissed any of my fellow scouts. I answered without thinking, "Yes." I knew she was trying to seduce me, and for some reason I knew that I wanted to find out what she had to teach me. I felt an animal attraction to her. Her perfume and body odor was overwhelming. It was enough to make my head spin. I studied what she looked like very carefully. She was a very attractive woman for her age. I suspected that she wore a size eleven dress. Her hair was brunette, and with a soft silken waves. Her eyes were a light blue that looked almost gray. Her nose was straight with flaring nostrils. Her lips were full perfect cupids bow. Her face was an oval with a strong jaw. Her figure was that of a mature woman, with full breasts and wide hips. Her fingernails were carefully manicured with a natural flesh color and the cuticles and tips were painted white. She was wearing a simple skirt and blouse suitable for office attire. Her nylons were a natural nude color. She was wearing pumps with three inch feels that she was obviously comfortable wearing. She assured me that she would buy ten 'Thin Mints,' and ten boxes of 'S'mores.' She even assured me that she would pay for them in advance. I was thrilled at the prospect of such a large order. She added that she hoped I would feel free to drop by for a visit any time, even before I had to deliver the cookies. The implication was obvious. I assured her that I would have the cookies in a week, because I would pick them up at the next troop meeting, and deliver them the next evening. She walked me to the door after paying for the cookies with cash, and she lifted my chin and kissed me lightly on my lips. Walking home I thought about her offer, and found that my panties were getting moist. The next day I faxed in my orders, so that at the troop meeting the boxes would be arranged by the names of the buyers. I knew that it would require someone in my family to drive me to deliver all of the cookies, so I wouldn't have an opportunity to spend a lot of time with her. The prospect of having sex with an older attractive woman was very appealing to me, so I made up my mind to visit her, long before the cookies would be ready. I thought about it all day at school, so as soon as I got home I changed into my uniform and told my mother I was going out to sell more cookies. I actually did hit a few homes on my way just so that I would have 4 or 5 orders. Then I made a bee line for Valerie's apartment. My heart was pounding by the time I knocked on her door. When Valerie opened the door she flashed me a big smile, and welcomed me with the statement that she had hoped that I would visit her before the cookies were ready to be delivered. "Please, come on in!" She ushered me right to her couch and without asking she brought us both glasses of iced tea. She sat next to me and reiterated that she was so pleased to see me, and she placed her hand on my knee. It was still cold from the iced filled glasses. Her hand warmed up quickly. This time she was full of questions about what my friend and I did when we were alone. I started telling her what my friend and I did, even to admitting that we had sucked each other's pussies. That pleased Valerie very much. While I was telling her about my sex life, her hand was creeping up the inside of my thigh. I felt her pull my panties aside and start stroking and probing my pussy. I was overwhelmed by the way she was kissing me and playing with my pussy, after my narrative about my sex life. She asked me if I would like her to teach me everything her Girl Scout Troop had taught her about sex. I was breathless when I whispered into her mouth, "Please!" Valerie proceeded to remove my uniform. I had worn my best underwear. My panties were delicate baby blue lace that allowed anyone to see the delicate pubic hairs underneath, and my little bra was a matching baby blue thing that supported my little breasts while allowing the areolas and nipples to be admired. She paused long enough to compliment me on my darling lingerie, and she slipped her hand inside the top of the bra to pull out one of my breasts before she took the nipple into her mouth. It was very thrilling and I stroked her silken hair while she sucked on my tit. It was unbelievably exciting to be sitting there on her couch all but naked while she made love to me. While she was sucking on my nipple, she slipped her hand down the waistband of my panties, and started stroking my pussy. I was a quivering mass of jelly. I had an orgasm quickly, and felt like I was going to pass out. By the time I recovered I felt like my limbs weighed a ton. When I recovered Valerie was sitting up, and she was removing her own clothes. I was fascinated by the sight of her shedding her blouse. She had on a bra that lifted her breasts but didn't cover her nipples. She pinched her own nipples, and guided my hand to them before she reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. When the cups were released the bra fell to her lap, and her breasts relaxed. They felt heavy in my hands, as I molded the soft flesh. She reached out and pulled my head to her breasts. My nose was buried between the fragrant swell of her breasts. I tasted her flesh, before she directed my mouth to the nipple of her right tit. I suckled like a babe. I would have sucked on it forever, but she insisted on me sucking on the other nipple. Again I would have suckled forever, but Valerie had other plans. She pushed me away and bade me to remove my uniform. She sat there playing with her nipples while I stood in front of her and removed my sash, removed the vest, and pulled the blouse out of my skirt. I unbuttoned the blouse. As I opened the blouse my modest little bra was exposed. It barely covered my young swelling breasts. Valerie was pinching and pulling on her nipples while I finished removing my bra. I turned my skirt around to unfasten the flap and unzip the skirt. My small breasts hung as I bent over to step out of the skirt. Valerie told me to continue. I had deliberately worn very delicate panties that were a couple of years old because they would fit so tightly that they would be wedged between my labia major. I wanted to show off my swollen and puffy labia. I refused to think of it as a camel's toe. Having spent so much time sucking on her nipples, the crotch of my little pink panties was so moist that unless you felt the slimy liquid you would think I had wet my panties. They fit so tightly I had to roll them down my hips before I could step out of them, and kicked off my ballet type slippers. Valerie stood up and placed her arm around my shoulders and guided me to her bedroom. Upon entering her bedroom I couldn't help studying her room. It had the typical furniture used in furnished apartments. The bed and dresser and vanity were made of laminated materials in a contemporary style. The closet door was open revealing a variety of colorful clothes. The vanity had a many kinds of jewelry and makeup supplies. There were some wallet sized pictures of a variety of women. On top of the dresser was a 8 by 10 photograph of Valerie as a teenager in a Girl Scouts uniform with an adult behind her, also in uniform. I asked, "Is that the woman you told me about?" Valerie smiled, "yes, Dear, and we have remained close friends over the years!" Having said that, she ushered me to her full sized bed, and had me lie on top of it. While I lay naked on top of the bed, Valerie proceeded to step out of her pumps, and unfasten her skirt. It fell to the floor around her feet. I had expected to see her wearing sexy panties, but in truth they were very ordinary looking white panties. As she removed them my eyes were glued to her crotch in anticipation of seeing what her pussy looked like. I saw the indentation above her right hip where her appendix had been removed leaving a diagonal scar. Eventually a dark pubic bush was exposed. I watched in total fascination as she bent over to remove her panties. Her breasts swung like pendulums as she stepped out of her panties. When she was totally naked she stood up and rubbed her crotch with her right hand, before mounting the bed. She placed her hand on my little breast, and squeezed it gently while she kissed me. She sucked on my tongue and allowed me to suck on her tongue. She licked my face as if she wanted to taste everything. She licked my neck on her way down my body to my rib cage, and then she focused her attentions on my right breast while feeling the other one. I can't even describe the feelings she was arousing in my body. It was taking my breath away and my pussy was leaking lubricating fluids. When Valerie moved a hand down to touch my pussy I let out a moan of unbelievable pleasure. Valerie suddenly sat up, causing me to protest her interruption of my feelings of pleasure. She didn't respond to my protests, but moved to the foot of the bed where she spread my legs, and I bent my knees as she did so. She rested her hands on my knees while she kissed and licked the flesh of my inner- thighs on both legs as she worked her way towards my pussy. Knowing where she was headed I grew impatient, and grabbed the back of her head with both hands, and tried to pull her head down to my cunt, but she was stronger than me. She resisted my efforts until she was ready to taste my wet cunt. I was practically ready to cry by the time she was willing to kiss my pussy. She started off licking my pussy from the bottom to the top. In doing so her tongue pulled the labia minor that was hooding my clitoris up and exposing it to her assault with her lips. She was driving me crazy the way she was sucking on my clit. I was clinging to her hair with both hands, and almost pulling it out by the roots. She even stuck her tongue into my vagina and sucked as if to pull my cunt inside out. When I started having an orgasm, I thought she was going to stop, but she continued sucking on my pussy until my orgasms ran together into one long quivering convulsion that caused me to pass out. I know not how long I was out, but when I awoke she was lying next to me, and kissing my face while resting a hand on one of my tits. While she was kissing me, I could smell and taste my own cunt juice all over her face. I started returning her kisses as I let her know I wanted to make love to her. Valerie rolled over onto her back, and allowed me to feel and suckle her breasts. I played with them much as she had done to me. When I reached for her pussy, I found that her pubic hair was every bit as moist as mine had been. When I licked my way down her body towards her crotch I could smell her womanly aroma long before I even reached her navel. As I combed her pubic hair with my fingertips I felt her juices making her pubic hair slippery, and I plastered her hair against her skin before using my fingers to spread her cunt open. This was the first time I had ever had an opportunity to inspect an adult pussy, and I intended to take full advantage of the opportunity. Valerie has a long ridge leading to her clitoris that gave me the impression that it looked like a baby boy's penis. Where a male would have a scrotum the grayish lips of her labia minor opened up to show me her vagina. I could see the hole of her urethra opening, and the ragged edge of what has been her hymen. By applying pressure to her labia major her vagina retracted and her cervix popped out. I thought I could even stick a finger into it. I did my best to cover her cervix with my mouth, and suck on it. I sucked on her pussy as intently as I could. I could tell as Valerie's breathing got ragged that she was about to cum. When she did have an orgasm she started slapping my ears with her thighs. When we recovered I was painfully aware that I was going to have to go home before my mother got worried about my absence. There wasn't time enough to bath or shower completely, but she allowed me to use her bathroom to wash my hands and face, before putting my uniform back on. Valerie slipped on a thin dressing gown to say good bye at the door to me before I headed home. She assured me that I would always be welcome. There was a lot of soul searching to do, because I wanted to have sex with her again, and how I was going to be able to visit Valerie more times. I couldn't continue telling my mother I was selling cookies. I pondered the problem for days. I figured the only way to solve the problem was create a way for my mother to meet Valerie someway for them to bond, so that my mother would feel comfortable with me spending a lot of time with her, the problem was how to arrange such a meeting. Then it came to me, mother is an avid doll collector. My grandfather had named my mother after Annette Funicello, because he had a crush on her from her days as a Mouseketeer on the Mickey Mouse Club. He gave mother her first doll. It was of Annette. She has an extensive collection of collectable dolls, and magazines on the subject. I took a couple of old issues of magazines and presented my plan to Valerie. When I got my cases of cookies to deliver I called Valerie to come to our house to pick up her cookies. I introduced Valerie to my mother to let them get acquainted, while my brother, Jimmy, drove me around the neighborhood to deliver the other cookies. I found out later that my mother was thrilled to meet Valerie. They had talked about dolls for hours. Mom had showed off her collection, and invited Valerie to join her at a doll show. I was pleased with myself for the clever way I had introduced them to each other. They became such good friends that mother didn't object to me visiting Valerie whenever I came up with an excuse, but my mother was no fool, she eventually got suspicious about my attraction to Valerie. She confronted me one afternoon about my relationship with her. She even accused me of having sex with her, and told me that I was too young to start that kind of life style. She forbade me seeing her again. The next time I called her the number had been disconnected. That broke my heart and I was crushed. I was in a black funk for a long time. Everyone noticed my behavior. One afternoon while at the home of one of my troop members where we conducted troop meetings, Mrs. Hitchcock took me aside to ask me what was bothering me. I wanted to break down and tell someone, even the mother of my fellow scouts. She led me to another room that was unoccupied and hugged me while she asked me to tell her what was bothering me. I broke down and blubbered like a baby. When I recovered enough to talk I told her that I had fallen in love with a woman I had met selling cookies, and my mother has forbidden me seeing her again, and her phone has been disconnected. As soon as I said it, I regretted having exposed myself to a member of the troop. She could expose me, and I could be in a lot of trouble. I'm sure my fellow scouts would reject me. I expected Mrs. Hitchcock to reject me on the spot after all she had a daughter in the troop. It took Mrs. Hitchcock a moment to respond to my confession. To my surprise, she hugged me even tighter, and kissed me on the cheek. When I lifted my head she kissed me on the mouth. I was stunned I would have never suspected her of being so liberal after all she was a married woman with a child of her own. I sucked air when I felt her hand cup my breast. She squeezed it gently, and assured me that my secret was safe with her. I had never looked at her as a sexual prospect before. She was a nice looking woman, but being a mother of a couple of children had added enough weight to make her a little too plump. Having her hand resting on my breasts was enough to excite me. I turned to face her and return her kiss. She told me to remain after the troop meeting is over, we needed to get back before we're missed. I couldn't help keeping an eye on Mrs. Hitchcock during the rest of the meeting. I also checked out Jonnie, her daughter. I wondered if she suspected that her mother had another side. If she knew she didn't show any signs of knowing. When the meeting came to an end the girls either walked home or were picked up by a family member. I normally would have joined them walking home, but per Mrs. Hitchcock's request, I remained behind. Jonnie reminded her mother that she had homework to do, so she excused herself to go to her room to do her homework, or whatever she had in mind. Mrs. Hitchcock ushered me back into the family room. As soon as we were seated on a comfortable couch together she placed her hand on my thigh. I felt the familiar tingle in my crotch. She came right out and asked me if I would object if she were to kiss me. I smiled and simply kissed her on the cheek. That was all of the encouragement she needed. She had one hand resting on the back of my neck and the other hand came up to take hold of one of my tits. The feeling of her strong fingers massaging my breast was enough to make my head spin. The first thing that came into my mind was the thought of Jonnie walking in and finding us in an embrace. Mrs. Hitchcock didn't seemed to care if her daughter found out what we were doing at all. She proceeded to open my blouse and stick her hand inside my little bra. My nipples responded by getting as hard as rocks. I placed my hand on one of her large breasts and gave it a squeeze. She unbuttoned her own uniform blouse and pulled both of her tits out over her own bra. I bent my head down and took one of her nipples into my mouth. I suckled on her breast like a baby. Doing so made my pussy moist as ever it had been. Her soft body was as comforting as a warm bed. I couldn't resist finding out if her pussy would taste any different than Valerie's. I pulled her skirt up around her waist to expose her crotch, only to discover that she must have removed her panties some time while I was taking part in the troop activities. I saw that her pubic hair was a light brown that hardly showed against her skin. She had to spread her legs before I could get a good look at her pussy. The way she was siting, all I could actually see was the vertical slit of her pussy. There was nothing showing otherwise. I slid to the floor in front of her and placed my hands on her meaty thighs as I moved my face close enough to feel her body heat and smell the heady womanly aroma of her pussy. I started lapping at her moist cunt like a dog laps the pussy of a bitch he is about to fuck. She needn't have any doubt about my finishing sucking her cunt, but she still placed her hands on the back of my head and smashed my face against her pussy. She did let out a satisfied moan when she had an orgasm. Afterwards she pulled me back up and placed me on the couch next to her. Now it was my turn to find out just how appreciative she was. She left my blouse in disarray as she set about reaching under my skirt to remove my panties. I had worn my appropriately normal school type of panties to the meeting. She pulled them off of my legs, so that she would have full access to my pussy. I was in the practice of shaving most of my pubic hair off except for a narrow close cropped strip above my crack. Mrs. Handcock stroked me very gently before she turned my body sideways and had me lie back with my head resting on the arm of the couch. She draped my legs around her head so that my heels were resting on her back. She ate my pussy as good as any time Valerie had ever done. I was quickly struggling to keep quiet as I experienced an orgasm. While I was enjoying myself I happened to open my eyes and caught a glimpse of Jonnie standing almost hidden behind the wall to the family room. She was still in her Girl Scout uniform but she had one hand on one of her breasts and the other hand was rubbing her crotch. When she saw that I was looking at her she stepped back behind the wall. Eventually I got dressed and kissed Mrs. Hitchcock good bye as I left for home. I had a lot of thinking to do. I knew that I was definitely a lesbian, and I would continue to seek out women from now on, regardless of my mother's objections. Jonnie sought me out at school during the lunch break. She was all excited and asked me how long have I been having sex with women? Since she had witnessed her mother eating my pussy while she masturbated, I saw no reason to be coy about my sexual life. I told her that I had met an older woman while selling cookies a few months ago. She admitted that she had been aware of her mother's lady friends for some time, and had even gone to bed with her mother's best friend several times. When her mother found out she had insisted on joining in on the action. Jonnie and her mother became my best friends after that. By the time my mother caught on that I was in a sexual relationship with them, she had to accept that I was a lesbian. From then on I didn't care who knew I was a lesbian. My circle of friends grew beyond my belief; classmates and some teachers approached me for dates. Even a couple of older women from the Girl Scout Council invited me on a field trip, to show me off at a regional meeting. The only disappointing thing was that I never found out where Valerie had moved to. 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.