Date: Wed, 29 Jan 2014 10:31:16 -0800 (PST) From: Jan None Subject: Kathy Cones Out. (lesbian/adult youth, oral, g/FFg) Warning: Adult Youth, oral, g/FFg 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 2013 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Kathy Comes out By Jan It was a hot summer's night and I couldn't sleep. It was just too humid and I could hear the crickets and mosquitos outside my screened in window. I had showered before going to bed, but I could still smell my own pussy, because I was so hot and the aroma of my own pussy filled my bedroom. I had discovered the pleasures of playing with my pussy years ago, so I pulled up my thin nightgown, and started to play with my lips and clit. I masturbated until I had an orgasm, and then I smelled my fingers and sucked the juice off my fingers. It had never occurred to me that our neighbor's bedroom window was no more than six feet away from my bedroom window. It was too dark to see inside my neighbor's bedroom window, but I saw the glow of a cigarette through Mrs. Boom's bedroom window. Mrs. Bloom was probably the prettiest woman I had ever seen. It was common knowledge that her husband had knocked up a teenage girl, so she had kicked him out of the house, but would not give him a divorce. She insisted that he continue to make the house payment on her home, and the house had been transferred to her name. I thought he was a fool to go around playing with a girl my age, when he had such a beautiful wife. I can only compare her to the actress Catherine Zeta-Jones. Her hair is a long, luscious black, and is her pride and joy. Her brown eyes sparkle. Her skin is a flawless brown betraying her Hispanic bloodline. Her figure is the envy of all the women in the neighborhood. I would love to have a figure like hers when I matured. There was not much chance of that happening, because I am a redhead with freckles, which I hate. My eyes are green with brown flacks. As a fourteen- year-old my tits were still nothing more that little bumps on my chest, but my areolas looked like mauve little tits all their own on top of my breasts. My nipples were inverted like my belly button. I did have a dark red pubic bush covering my Mons Pubis or vulva. My labia minor is completely hidden between my labia major. My legs were skinny enough that daylight shined between my legs and crotch even if my knees were held tightly together. I lay there, looking at the glow of the cigarette and smelling it, wondering if she had been able to see what I was doing. I wasn't even aware that I had been moaning while I had been playing with myself. I lay there in my own sweat until sleep finally overtook me. I was kind of embarrassed to see Mrs. Bloom for a couple of days. One afternoon when I got home from school Mrs. Bloom met me as I was turning into the driveway to my home. She asked me to help her get rid of her husband's stuff. I told her I would have to change clothes, and tell my mother where I was. She smiled at me and turned to return to her house, as I rushed into my house. When I called out that I was home, there was no response. I found a note stuck to the fridge saying, "Honey, I am visiting Mrs. Gaffney down the street. There is a sandwich and milk inside for you. I will be home later tonight. Love, Mom!" I opened the fridge and ate the sandwich quickly and drank the milk. I put the dish and glass in the sink and rinsed them off, before going upstairs to change clothes. I didn't even think about my open window. I stripped off all of my good school clothes. I even rubbed my pussy before slipping into an old pair of panties, cut-off-jeans and a simple jersey top that exposed my belly. I went downstairs and next door quickly, and let myself in without ringing the doorbell. When I called out for Mrs. Bloom, I heard her voice coming from upstairs, for me to come up. I found her in her bedroom with cardboard boxes siting on the bed and floor. She had her husband's clothes scattered all over the bed. We set about tossing his clothes into the boxes without bothering to fold or sort them. When we opened his bedside table we found his collection of pornography. There were not only magazines with men fucking women, there were magazines with women eating pussies, and fucking with dildos. Mrs. Bloom opened them so that I could see all of the pictures. I was embarrassed seeing the pictures in the presence of Mrs. Bloom, but also fascinated at the idea of women doing those things to each other. Mrs. Bloom asked, "Have you ever thought about this kind of sex before?" My face felt like it was burning as I answered her question truthfully. "I have thought about doing those things before!" Mrs. Bloom said, "My fondest memories are about the woman that taught me about sex when I was your age, honey!" I heard you masturbating last night. The room was too dark to see anything, but the sounds you were making were unmistakable! I could almost picture what you were doing, because I have seen you getting ready for bed many times. I have studied every inch of your body as you have been growing up. I witnessed your sexual development. I have had wet dreams about your budding breasts in my mouth. Your red pubic bush is the loveliest thing I have ever seen. The knowledge that Mrs. Bloom had been watching me change clothes for years excited me. I remembered the glow of a cigarette in her room the night before. She had been watching me and understood what I was doing. Dare I allow her to introduce me to sex with a woman? When I felt her finger tips trailing up and down my arm, goose bumps shot up and down my body. Her hand was as warm as toast on my flesh. She assured me, "You can address me as Lucie in private if you are willing to join me in my bed!" I turned towards her and flung my arms around her neck, and kissed her on the mouth. "Lucie, I have been in love with you for years!" There was just too much junk on the bed, so she took me by the hand and led me to the guest bedroom. I couldn't believe it when she started undressing me. The jersey top was pulled over my head. She spent a lot of time feeling my little breasts. She told me how delightful my areolas looked the way they looked like swollen little tits on top of my white budding breasts. She manipulated them and sucked on them until I was driven to distraction. Not to be left out I placed my hands on her large breasts and felt them. The tight bodice of her dress was form fitting, and it was obvious there was no bra under the dress. I could feel the outline of her areolas as well and her nipples. Lucie turned her attention to my cut-off-jeans. They had been hip huggers that fit very tightly before I cut the legs off. When she unbuttoned the brass button the zipper almost parted on its own. It was a very short zipper no more than four inches long. She had to tug on them hard to pull them off of my hips. She placed her hand on the crotch of my little pink panties. She slipped her hand down the front of my panties and toyed with my newly grown pubic garden. She forced her hand into the tight fitting panties and used her middle finger to seek out my little clit button. She worried it until I almost wet my pants, before she finished removing my jeans and panties. The shoes and socks came next. When I was totally naked she picked me up and placed me on the bed. I was too nervous to do anything, as much as I wanted to help her get undressed, I couldn't move. Lucie stood there in front of me and reached behind her back to unhook the top and unzip the back. She pulled her arms out of the short sleeves, and pulled down the front of the dress to expose her breasts. I felt my heart pounding my chest, just looking at her magnificent tits. Her breasts were not only large they had an almost perfect shape. They only sagged a little under their own weight. Her brown skin color did not have a trace of a tan line, and I can only describe her areolas and nipples as a dark chocolate brown. Just looking at her nipples made my mouth water. I wanted to feel them, but Lucie wanted to finish getting undressed. He hips were too wide to pull the dress down, so she pulled the dress over her head, messing up that gorgeous hair. It only required a shake of her head to have the hair fall back into place. There she was standing in front of me in the sexiest black lace panties I had ever seen. They had little flowers and butterflies all over them. There was only a hint of dark pubic hair behind the panties. She rolled them down off of her hips and worked them down her legs. When she got them free of her feet she wadded them up into a small ball and tossed them aside. I was mesmerized by the sight of her pussy. Lucie's pussy was shaved and trimmed into short little black hairs in the shape of a heart on her vulva. The rest was shaved off. Her labia major were as smooth as mine used to be. When she placed her first two fingers on either side of her labia and pressed them her labia parted, and I could see the long ridge leading to labia minor and her hooded clit. I had never had an opportunity to inspect the pussy of another female before, so I scooted to the edge of the bed sand reached for her hips to pull her close enough to reach for her pussy. I had never actually seen where a girl's pee hole was located, and what a vagina looked like. Her labia lips were a dark brown, but the inside of her vagina was as pink as mine. Looking into her vagina I could even see the bulge of her cervix. I had to stick my fingers into her vagina and feel the cervix. It is hard to describe what it felt like. The bulge felt firm, but the skin felt slippery and wet. I tried to feel where the opening into her womb was but couldn't actually find it. When I withdrew my hand, Lucie made me get back into the middle of the bed. Lucie joined me on the bed. I just had to smell my fingers and taste them while Lucie cuddled up with me. We kissed for a long time while we felt up each other's bodies. Lucie moved up and lifted one of her breasts with her hand to breast feed me. It was so erotic to feel her nipple in my mouth. While I was sucking on her nipple, Lucie was busy stroking my pussy, and telling me how delicious it looked. My skin was positively quivering as she touched me. It was far more exciting than playing with myself. My pussy was positively sweating pussy juice. I couldn't believe it when Lucie moved down the bed and parted my legs. She touched my inner thighs, driving me crazy. I could feel her breath on my pussy. Then she stuck out her tongue and swiped it through my pussy. I couldn't control myself. I actually squirted pee in her mouth. I thought she would be angry with me, but she smiled up at me from behind my addition of a little red beard. She ate my pussy until I had so many orgasms that I couldn't even tell when one ended and another one started. I don't know which of us was more exhausted. She lay there between my legs resting her chin on my pussy. I thought it only right that I return the favor. She understood when I pulled on her arms, and moved back up the bed to lie on her back. She looked so regal in all of her naked glory, with her legs bent and spread, giving me full access to her lovely pussy. (I later learned why Lucie cropped her pubic hair so short. With pubic hair cut that short it is less likely to get caught between teeth or break off and get stuck on the back of the tongue, where it is so difficult to cough out or remove with a finger.) I lavished the same amount of attention to licking her pussy as she had done to me. I had already discovered how responsive she was to having her clit played with. I did my best to suck on her clit like a little penis. At the same time I was sticking two fingers deep into her pussy. I was finger fucking her at the same time I was sucking on her clit. Lucie was holding onto my head and directing my head to where she wanted me to concentrate. I was fully aware that she had multiple orgasms, before she pulled me bodily up her body to hug and kiss me. The used her tongue to probe the inside of my mouth, as if she was actually tasting her own pussy juice. After the satisfying sex she reached for her cigarettes and lighter. She inhaled and filled her lungs with smoke, as she exhaled I watched some of the smoke coming out of her mouth and her sucking some of the smoke back into her nose. I thought she looked so sexy, the way she smoked. She even shared her cigarette with me. Of course I went into a hacking coughing jag. Lucie assured me that I would learn to smoke soon enough. She assured me that it was a nasty habit, and hard to quit. (It took me years to kick the habit after I figured out that it wasn't all that sexy.) For the time being I wallowed in sex with Lucie and enjoyed a cigarette afterwards. Lucie introduced me to the use of dildos. She took my virginity with one. She also introduced me to how stimulating it was to have my asshole played with. She even used her dildos on my asshole, followed by rimming my asshole while it was gaping open. Afterwards I had to use her toys on her the same way. I would have thought tongue fucking an asshole would be so nasty I couldn't do it, but I learned that her ass actually smelled very sweet, and the taste was more enjoyable that I would have thought. I was spending so much time with Lucie that I feared that Mother would get suspicious eventually. The funny thing was that Mother never mentioned her suspicions. Lucie was also concerned about my infatuation with her. She suggested that I also see other women, but I didn't know how to approach another girl or woman about sex. When Lucie suggested that she could introduce me to other women, I rebelled, and accused her of trying to get rid of me. She assured me that she would always love me. She just wanted to broaden my circle of sexual partners. It took me awhile before I accepted her wisdom. On one of those occasions when my parents wanted to get away for a weekend by themselves, I was going to stay at home by myself. Of course as soon as they were gone, I made a beeline for Lucie's home. After a very satisfying evening of sex, she asked me if she could invite a friend of hers to come over the next day. I had to struggle with my feelings of jealousy, but I agreed. Lucie picked up her phone and made a phone call. She was talking to someone named Joan. I knew that at least a couple of the women that visited her were named Joan, so I didn't know which one she was talking to. Lucie was telling the woman, "I have a delicious young thing between my legs right now, and I would love for you to come over to teach Kathy the joys of having sex with a couple of women!" Apparently the woman was thrilled with the invitation. In less than an hour a car pulled into the driveway. Lucie didn't even bother getting dressed to go downstairs to welcome her guest. She brought the woman upstairs to meet me. I had seen her several times visiting Lucie, and even talked to her, before I knew anything about sex. I had never suspected that they had been lovers or anything like that. Now that I knew that the two of them had been having sex with each other before me made me jealous of her, even though she was a very attractive blonde. Joan was attractive enough to be a lingerie model. She had long flowing true platinum blonde hair that flowed over her shoulders. There always seemed to be a lock of hair covering one breast or the other, with every turn of her head. When she arrived and was introduced to me, she kissed me on the mouth and felt one of my little breasts. I admired what she was wearing. She had on stylish black high heels, dark nylons, and one of those simple black strapless cocktail dressed with a double rope of pearls. Lucie stood behind her and unhooked and unzipped the back of the dress. As they shed her dress her big breasts fell out in front of my face. How could I refuse the opportunity to feel such lovely breasts? Being a blonde, her skin was almost as fair as mine. There were no freckles visible, but I suspected that under the makeup were faded freckles across her nose and cheeks. As the dress was removed I saw that she had on French cut panties. When they were removed I saw that her pubic bush was a dark blonde color. She obviously bikini shaved her bush to prevent stray hair poking out from under her underwear. When she turned around to pick up her panties and toss them onto the pile of her clothes, I saw her asshole. It was a puckered pink ring. The two of them placed their arms around each other's hips, while they discussed how they were going to use me. It was decided that Joan would mount me in a 69, so that we could eat each other's pussy. Lucie put on her strap-on dildo, while we were getting into pussy eating. Even though I was on the bottom, Lucie was able to get access to my asshole. I was eating a pussy while someone was eating mine, and at the same time Lucie was fucking my asshole. When I was almost insane from all of the sex, Lucie pulled out of my ass, and Joan licked my gaping asshole. I must admit that the weekend of sex with two women was very enjoyable. Before Joan went home she made me promise that I would come and visit her. It was several days later that I asked my mother if I could visit a classmate after school. It was as if she was relieved that I was visiting someone else. Joan lived pretty close to my high school, so I walked to her house. When I rang the doorbell I thought for a moment that I had gone to the wrong house, because a young girl answered the door. She was no more than twelve-years-old, a lovely blond with hair so long that she could almost sit on it, even though it was in a ponytail. There were freckles across her nose and on her rosy cheeks. I asked, "Is this the home of Ms. Joan Walker?" The girl extended her hand, "Yes, you must be Kathy. I'm Elisa, her daughter!" I could see that she did look like a younger version of her mother. She pulled me into her arms and hugged me. "Mom told me all about you. I would have been there, but I was visiting a girlfriend that weekend." The thought that there were girls even younger than me actually out there eating pussy was a revelation. I had thought Lucie had introduced me to something women did. Joan came out to greet me. She only had on a transparent dressing gown. Her naked body was fully visible through it. When she hugged and kissed me, she told me that she wanted to watch Elise and I make love. I was a little shy about the prospect of having sex with a stranger for the first time, while someone watched. Elise shed her clothes in a flash. She had almost a boyish figure, but her vulva was swollen. The camel toe looked like it had been used before I got there. Then she helped me get undressed right there in the foyer. She took me by the hand and led me through the house to the family room. The French sliding door opened out into a spacious back yard. I worried about people being able to see over the back yard and into the house. Elisa told me not to worry about anyone spying, as if she could read my mind. There was couches facing each other with a large fireplace facing them, and there was a large square low leather covered table between the couches. Elise sat me on the table, while Joan sat on one of the couches. Elise proved to be an expert pussy hound. While she was eating my pussy, Joan was finger fucking her own pussy with her legs spread very suggestively. Mother and daughter both ate my pussy and even fucked me with strap-on dildos. I was so spent that Joan drove me home. There was no stopping me after that. I began to notice the way some girls looked at me and other girls. When I made a pass at them, I was rarely ever rejected. I even recognized the way the school librarian eyed me. I boldly propositioned her during study hall period. We went into the back room and sucked each other's pussy. Years later, after I came out to my parents, Mother admitted that she had suspected what Lucie and I had been doing while I was at her house. 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.