Date: Sun, 12 Jun 2005 17:24:26 -0700 From: Jan ' Subject: Flowerbed Seduction (lesbian / adult youth, f/F, F/Ff) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between girls and 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 at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2005 Jan, All Rights Reserved. Please mail to janmay699@icqmail.com if you have suggestions for future stories. Flower bed seduction By Jan Patricia was a typical fourteen-year-old girl. She had her first period when she was 11. She started developing pubic hair and breasts by the age of 12. She was an average student in school. Like her girlfriends she spent a lot of time talking about boys she like the most and trying to attract them. If a boy she liked showed an interest in her she was thrilled. Like her girls friends she struggled with how far she allow a boy to go before he would loose respect for her. Kissing was fun but should she allow them to play with her breasts. Should she stop them before they touched her panties? Things like that were the biggest decisions she was dealing with that spring. As it turned out the woman that lived just down the street was the local high school English teacher. Ms. Wilson spent a lot of time working in her yard. She was always removing dead flowers and replacing them with new seeds or plants that would bloom in time to replace other dying plants. Her yard was always a riot of color all year round. The warm humid climate of southern Louisiana is conducive of the growing of a variety of plants year round. Pat knew the woman and liked her very much and would help her in her yard. She was not afraid to get her hands in the soil. She didn't mind getting her knees dirty and braking her fingernails. When she first started helping, Ms. Wilson restricted her help to working with potted plants. That kept her from getting too dirty. In exchange for her help in the yard Ms. Wilson agreed to teach her how to speak English without her Cajun accent. Pat came from a Cajun family that dated back to 1764 and her accent was very thick. She even spoke both Cajun and French and her parents spoke very little English. Ms, Wilson would have Pat repeat things like the method of planting the flowers and correct her English until she could say it without the broken French and grammar. At the age of 14 Pat looked like all of the other Cajun girls in the area. She was small, about five feet tall and weighted about 95-pounds. She had dark curly hair and blue eyes. Her tits were small but had a nice shape to them. They were no more than a 32-A. The areolas were large though. They were about the size of silver dollars. They would get puffy and tender when she was sexually excited. Pat was a shy girl and didn't know much about life. Things like that were never discussed at her home. When she was with Ms. Wilson they would talk about everything as she helped in the yard. Sex was even discussed at times. Pat had never heard the words like vagina, pussy and cunt her mother just called it her thing. Ms. Wilson taught her about reproduction and why women had periods. Her mother just called it the woman's curse. By that time Ms. Wilson let her help prepare the soil, which was dirty work, they even engaged in some horse play by sprinkling each other with water. Of course that got them very dirty. After they had worked in the yard until it was too dark to see very well Ms. Wilson offered to let her use her tub to wash up. While she was in the tub Ms. Wilson asked if she could come in with a fresh towel. Pat agreed and Ms. Wilson entered the room carrying a towel over her arm. She casually started talking about school and other things that she knew interested Pat. Pat was a little embarrassed having this older woman in the room while she was washing her naked body but soon lost her shyness and continued washing as they talked. Ms. Wilson left the room before she was ready to get out of the tub. The towel was left sitting on the toilet seat lid so she dried off and dressed to go home. Ms. Wilson encouraged her to think about keeping some work clothes at her house to work in so she would not have to dress in dirty work clothes to go home. Pat came over in some work clothes the next day but she also brought a change of clothes to put on to go home in. After they had finished working in the yard she bathed again and Ms. Wilson joined her in the bathroom and they chatted while she washed her body. Again she retired from the room before Pat was ready to get out. When Pat was dressed she gathered up her work clothes and was about to take them home when Ms. Wilson insisted that she leave them and she would wash them. She even suggested that Pat let her repay her by making dinner for her. Pat told her mother that Ms. Wilson had invited her to have dinner with her after they worked in the yard and her mother agreed to let her stay. The third time she bathed after working in the yard Ms. Wilson watched her and then left to start dinner before she was ready to get out. By the time Pat was dry and dressed in her clean clothes and her dirty work clothes were placed in the hamper she could smell the odor of cooking. The smell of French onion soup was enough to remind her just how hungry she was. Having dinner with her favorite teacher was enough to make her feel so grown up. She talked to her about books she read and they talked about what they like about them. She was very happy when she went home. Ms. Wilson was a heavy set woman, 26-years-old at the time. She was a blond with green eyes. Pat had developed a little crush from the time she first met her. She was such a sophisticated woman. Pat felt privileged to be her friend. It was like sharing a private secret with her. The next evening after they were finished turning the soil she was particularly dirty. When she was in the tub and Ms. Wilson commented that she was missing some dirty on her back and offered to wash it for her. Pat leaned forward and gave her the wash-cloth. Ms. Wilson took it and gently washed her back from the nape of her neck to the swell of her butt. Pat had not been wash like that since she was a child and she liked the gentle feel of the woman's hand on her skin. She could not completely understand why she felt so sexually charged by having her teacher touch her this way but she was aware of feeling that made her want the touching to continue. When Ms. Wilson finished washing her back she dragged the wash-cloth over the girl's shoulders and started washing the front of Pat's body. She felt so relaxed that she lay back in the tub and let the woman wash her breasts and felt the tingle in her nipples from the touch of the rough fabric. She felt so childish getting so excited just having her teacher wash her body. She had no idea that her teacher was seducing her. Ms. Wilson had been planning this from the first day she had let her help in the yard. In fact every night after Pat went home she put her work clothes in the washer and took the used panties to bed and masturbated smelling the crotch. Then she would rinse them out and put them in the dryer along with the other clothes. Pat felt so relaxed she closed her eyes and lay there enjoying the stimulating feeling. When Ms. Wilson's hand slipped between her lags and touched her vulva. Pat's eyes flew open and she was looking right into Ms. Wilson's blue eyes. The woman dropped the cloth and touched her naked clit with the tip of her finger. "Do you like the way this feels dear?" she asked. Pat could only moan her reply. Ms. Wilson set up a circular rubbing motion on the girl's clitoral area that didn't stop until Pat was breathing hard and went limp after her first climax at the hand of another person. Pat thought she was going to die. Nothing should feel that good without having to die for having achieved such a thrill. Ms. Wilson watched as she recovered and stood up and held the towel as Pat got out of the tub. She gently dried her body without saying anything. She left the room while Pat got dressed. Pat's head was spinning because she could not believe her feeling. When she came out Ms. Wilson was making dinner and she casually chatted with Pat as she worked. "Pat honey I hope you don't hate me for not being able to resist masturbating you like that." Ms. Wilson said. Pat thought about her feelings before answering. "I have never felt like that before. I loved it very much. Does it always feel like that?" "Baby it only gets better with each new way to please someone." Ms. Wilson said. There was a long pause before Ms. Wilson added, "You can't tell anyone what I did or I will be destroyed." Pat said, "I would never tell anyone about what you did tonight. It will always be our secret." Ms. Wilson turned from her cutting board and kissed her on the cheek. During dinner Ms. Wilson talked to her about what they could do with each other in the future. The effect of the conversation was exactly what she hoped for. Pat was eager for more information. The answer given by Ms. Wilson to each question placed a mental picture in the child's mind that would not go away. When she went home that was all she thought about all night. She was even tired the next day at school and Ms. Wilson noticed her lethargy. As the class ended she touched Pat's arm and asked if she felt OK? Pat flushed at the touch but assured her that she was fine. "Will you be stopping by to help in the yard today dear?" Ms. Wilson asked Pat emphatically assured her that she could not wait to get out of school today. Ms. Wilson smiled and squeezed her arm as they parted company. That night they didn't do a lot of work but Pat saw to it that she got particularly dirty. They retired to the bathroom early and Ms. Wilson washed her vary carefully. She masturbated her until Pat climaxed and then dried her body. This time she didn't leave. Instead she led Pat to her bedroom and placed her on the bed. She knelt beside her and sucked on Pat's budding breasts. Pat never felt anything as exciting as when Ms. Wilson parted her legs and kissed her vulva. The things she did with her mouth and tongue were so thrilling that she was sure she was going to pee rather than climax. She did everything in her power to hold off. When her feeling became too strong to deny and her climax over came her she though she must have peed and was so embarrassed she though she would die. When she sat up and looked down at Ms. Wilson there was no pee. The woman was lapping up a clear liquid from her newly grown hair. She could not believe this adult woman was eagerly lapping up the fluid leaking from her pussy. Ms. Wilson ended the act by lifting Pat's legs high into the air and licking her asshole with one long stroke. Pat could not believe what she had just done to her. Ms. Wilson helped her dress and she had a cold dinner in the fridge to feed her before sending her home. She had to study for weekly test on Thursday night and could not go over to see Ms. Wilson but she could not think about anything but what had happened. She made arrangements to spend the weekend helping Ms. Wilson. That way she could spend two nights with her. Her mother was thrilled that she could get away for a weekend and not have to worry about Pat. Friday after school she rushed home and put her pajamas and a couple of changes of clothes in a paper bag (poke). She kissed her mother and watched as she loaded up the family car and drove out of the driveway. Pat rushed to Ms. Wilson's home and they greeted each other with a kiss that would have gotten them in trouble if they had been seen doing that at school. They didn't bother working in the yard. They went straight to the bedroom where Ms. Wilson removed Pat's clothes. Then Ms. Wilson asked Pat to undress her as well. Pat felt like her heart would pound right out of her chest. This woman had naturally wavy dark blond hair. She let it down when she was home and it hung past her shoulders. Her eyelashes were thin and her brows had a natural arch. Her lips were full and she used a lipstick that was a reddish mauve. Her neck was showing wrinkles in the hollow at her throat. When she removed her blouse and bra Pat watched as her heavy breasts tumbled out and hung low on her body. The mauve colored areolas were almost as large as the palm of Pat's hand. The nipples looked like they were as large as nipple on a modern baby bottle. The tummy looked soft but still slim enough to have a gentle curve to her wide hips. When she reached behind her back to unhook the skirt her breasts swayed gently. Pat wanted to reach out and touch them but first she wanted to see her teacher's naked crotch. Ms. Wilson dropped her skirt and then her half slip. She stepped out of her heels and was standing there in her seamless hose and silk panties. Pat thought that Ms. Wilson looked absolutely lovely. Then she placed her fingers into the waistband of her panties and as she pushed the hands down over her hips her thumbs caught the material and they slid down her body. She faced Pat as she bent over and stepped out of her panties. She thought about removing her hose but thought she looked much sexier in the hose and heels so she stepped back into her shoes. To Pat, Ms. Wilson was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. She sat there looking at this mature woman and taking in everything about her body. The hair on her pubis was not so thick that she could not see the white skin underneath and the indentation that led to her vagina or the thick labia protruding past her cunt. The thighs had some cellulite dimpling but Pat still thought she was the prettiest thing she had ever seen. When Ms. Wilson stepped forward Pat placed her hands on the woman's hips. Ms. Wilson took hold of her hands and lifted them up to her breasts. Pat loved the softness and marveled at how heavy they were. Ms. Wilson reached under her tits and lifted them and fed one to Pat's mouth. Pat clung to the one she was sucking on with both hands. She only let go when Ms. Wilson requested that she suck the other one too. This time Pat let go with one hand and stroked the woman's hairy pussy. She finally pulled the woman down on the bed next to her and knelt between her legs so that she could inspect her first adult cunt. She felt the moist skin and dragged her finger along the moist crack. Then she used both hands to part the labia and moved in close and smelled the cunt. It had a hint of urine and a raw meaty odor. She tentatively stuck out her tongue and inserted it into the moist valley. She loved the taste and as she let go of the labia she felt the skin closed in around her tongue. She had never felt another clit before and she thrilled at the feeling of the woman's hooded nub. She licked the woman until was in a frenzy of motion. She was sure Ms. Wilson was cumming because she was moaning loudly and started slapping Pat's ears with her thighs as her butt bucked up and down. The rest of the weekend was spent in the wildest sex imaginable. Ms. Wilson taught Pat everything she knew about love making and Pat even worked up the nerve to let her tongue slip past the woman's pudenda and into her puckered asshole. She not only found it enjoyable she thrilled at the way her sphincter gripped her tongue. "Yes child yes, tongue fuck my asshole. Oh I love it so much." The older woman moaned, "Finger fuck my pussy as you suck on my rosebud." Pat did as she was told and filled the woman's cunt to the limit with her fingers as her tongue drilled as deep into her bowels it could go. The romanced lasted late into the summer. It broke Patricia's heart when Ms. Wilson informed her that she had been offered a higher paying job in another town and would be gone before September. It was only a year later that Pat allowed her boyfriend to fuck her and of course she got pregnant within six months. She married him and as a dutiful wife she allowing him to fuck her when he was in the mood but seldom got any satisfaction from his penis. She soon found that the only way she could enjoy the experience was to think about Ms. Wilson as her husband fucked her. Pat had been married for ten years when a family moved next door. It was a husband and wife with a young girl. When Pat would go out and pick up the morning newspaper in her housecoat she would see the women next door doing the same thing. Her name was Celeste. As the men and her daughter left for work and school the two women would gossip over the fence. It led to Celeste inviting Pat over for coffee and their conversation predictably got around to sex. Celeste complained that having sex with her husband was as exciting as having her teeth cleaned. He was finished before she was even getting wet. That brought forth laughter from Pat and in her old Cajun accent she admitted that she got more action from the vacuum cleaner between her legs than from her husband's quickie fucks. Celeste eventually confessed that she really missed her college girlfriend. They had started having sex with each other when they became roommates after their freshmen year. For the next three years they made love almost every night. It came to an end during spring brake their senior year. She was staying with her roommate and her mother caught them in a compromising position. Her roommate was not allowed to live with her after that. Pat confided in her about her relationship with the Ms. Wilson and that the only way she could reach an orgasm was to think about her while her husband was sweating over her. Celeste slowly opened her housecoat and showed Pat that she was naked underneath. Pat stood up and kissed her on the mouth at the same time she reached for one of her full tits. Celeste pulled Pat's house coat off and pulled the nightgown over her head. Celeste was struck by the amount of pubic hair Pat had. It started at her navel and even trailed down the inside of her thighs. There was even a solid ring of hair around her asshole. Pat had never even thought about trimming it before. She suddenly felt embarrassed that someone was seeing how hairy she was. Celeste didn't seem to mind at all. She laid Pat right on the dinning table and spread her legs and started sucking Pat's cunt. Pat was hungry to taste pussy too and pulled on Celeste's body until she got on the table and mounted her in a 69. Celeste found that Pat's clit was larger than most and she delighted in sucking on it. They worked on each other until they were both spent and their cunts were satisfied. After that they would meet in the morning without nightgowns on under their housecoats. They each found that it was thrilling to have another woman to make love too again. In time Pat noticed Celeste's daughter Rose. She was just about the same age as she was when Ms. Wilson seduced her. She found that she could induce a climax by crossing her legs and swinging the top leg while thinking about sex with Rose. The friction of her clit on her panties would be enough to get her off. Pat renewed her interest in horticulture again. Rose would find her in the yard working in the flowerbed and offered to help. It was a simple mater to start a water fight and get them both dirty as happy little pigs. Pat invited her in to bath before going home. They removed their clothes in the back porch mud room. Pat put them in the washer and the two of them walked hand in hand to the bathroom. Pat suggested that they bath together to save time and water. Rose agreed and Pat got in the tub and Rose sat between her legs. Pat took a wash cloth and a bar of soap and started washing Rose's back. Eventually Pat reached over her shoulder and started washing Rose's chest. Rose was just starting to develop breasts and when Pat's hand touched the little nipples Rose let out a sigh. Pat felt the time was right and placed her right hand between the girl's legs and started playing with her clit. Rose was hooked. Pat had her stand in the tub facing her and kissed her on the pussy. The girl was dripping wet but felt that her whole life must have been leading to this moment. They dried off and Pat led her to her bed and let the girl explore her body. Pat thought she was being very clever hiding her relationship from Celeste. She was sucking the mother's pussy most of the day and then finding ways to get Rose alone and sucking her hairless pussy after school. She even started trimming her hair so that her vulva would not look so hairy for the girl. Little did she know that Celeste had set it up so that Pat would seduce Rose. In time she confronted Rose about her relationship with Pat. When Rose confessed she comforted her by letting her sit on her lap and started stroking her body. It wasn't long before she pulled out her tit and fed it to her daughter. She allowed Rose to stay home from school the next day. When Pat came over for coffee she did not know Rose was home. When they headed for the master bedroom Celeste opened Rose's bedroom door and showed Pat that Rose was lying naked on the bed expecting to have her mother make love to her again. The rest of the day the two women made love to the girl. There was hardly a moment when one of them didn't have her mouth filled with either tit or a pussy. By the time Rose was grown she was the best woman lover two women could make of her. I hope you enjoyed the story and have a story you would like told please send your mail to janmay699@icqmail.com