Date: Mon, 21 Jun 2021 07:38:30 +0000 (UTC) From: "cs.unwin@yahoo.co.uk" Subject: Lesbian Commune (lesbian\adult-youth) By cs.unwin Warning: This story contains adult content. If such material offends you or if you are under 21 please stop reading. 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 2021 cs.unwin, All rights reserved Please mail to cs.unwin@yahoo.co.uk if you have any questions or comments. Please donate so Nifty.org can continue to publish stories: https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html In 1971 in my first year of university I had my first experience with another woman. She was a professor at the small liberal arts college in Ontario that I attended. In those days it was quite common for teachers to carry on with students; it was almost expected. Naturally I fell in love with her and dreamed we would be together forever, or at least for a very long time. It turns out at least two other first year girls had the same idea as I had. I was angry with myself for being such a naive fool. By the time summer holidays arrived I was ready to get as far away as I possibly could, so I filled my backpack with the essentials and hitchhiked out to British Columbia. In those days it wasn't at all unusual for single women to hitchhike. One day I ended up stuck on a not very well traveled secondary road in BCs interior when a rusting old pickup truck stopped to give me a ride. The driver was a woman a few years older than I was who was dressed in what was a typical back-to-the land outfit at the time: faded denim overalls, t-shirt and a bandana on her head. "I'm just going down the road a couple of miles to our farm, but if you would like to come and have lunch with us you are more than welcome," she said. As I wasn't in any particular hurry to get where I was going I accepted. "My name is Dawn Star," she said. "Our farm is actually a commune, built for and by women. We are an autonomous lesbian community," she added. My interest was piqued and I looked at her differently and wondered what she might be like to sleep with. The commune turned out to be a ramshackle collection of oddly shaped buildings, some built from logs, a couple that were teepees or tents, a building made entirely from car parts welded together, and a geodesic dome. I could see several women and children about the place, all in classic hippie clothing, and a couple of the women were naked to the waist (it was hot that day). I also noticed a few children, all girls, who were completely naked. A large woman with grey hair and a voluminous caftan greeted us and my driver made introductions: "This is Earth Mother Jones our leader." "Welcome to our home and feel free to have a look around and clean up for lunch," she said pointing to an old fashioned pump standing by a wooden trough. I was invited to sit with the whole community at long trestle tables laden with freshly baked bread, juices, fruits and vegetables. I needed to look twice to make sure, but then I was certain - there was not a single male among the nearly twenty adults and children that were gathered for the meal. I mentioned this to Earth Mother who told me: "we are a female- only commune and we won't tolerate the presence of men here, even male children. Our goal is to be completely reliant on the power of women; and that includes for sex also, she said with a twinkle in her eye. You are welcome to stay with us for a while if you like." She must have taken me for a lesbian from the way I had been looking at some of the bare breasts. That was fine with me, I had been on the road for a while and could use a break, and if that included some muff diving I was not going to resist. "You can put your things into that tent, which is where you will be sleeping," she said, pointing to a large four person tent pitched in a grove of cedar trees. "Communal showers are behind our main building over there if you would like to freshen up." I thanked her and gave her a hug which turned into a kiss and quickly degenerated into some tongue action. I could feel her big soft breasts pushing into me and wondered what it would be like making love to a woman twice my weight and three times my age. I was curious and more than a little aroused by the idea. "Wait," I said, disentangling myself from her, "I haven't washed in three days and my panties could probably stand up on their own. Let's finish this later," I promised her. I put my pack in the tent, got out a towel and some clean underwear and headed for the showers. They were in an open sided building with at least four shower heads. I was initially reluctant to undress in such an open area, but I remembered what Earth Mother said about it being a women only commune and went ahead and got undressed. Time for a little bit about myself: my name is Dina Dunkleman, I'm 5 foot 4 inches and I have dark curly hair which at that time I wore over my shoulders but did not comb and which fluffed out from all sides, hippie style. Needless to say my pubes are also dark and curly as was the hair under my arms which I let grow. I had a narrow waist and wide hips but my boobs were my finest feature, they were simply stupendous - large enough so their weight made them hang slightly and make my nipples point in a different direction. These were large and puffy until I became aroused when they turned into hard tips the size of cigarette filters. The water was warm and so I lingered and took the opportunity to wash my hair and therefore almost didn't notice a girl undressing until she stepped into the shower next to mine. She was barely a teenager, probably 13 or 14 years old, about my height with long brown straight hair. She had little boobs the size of half lemons and a small patch of light brown hair which did not cover her plump little slit. "Hi," she said to me with a smile, "my name's Venus and you must be Dina who's visiting. You have such lovely breasts, can I touch them?" She said and without waiting for an answer took one of my boobs in her hand and began to fondle it. Without a pause she went on: "I'd love to have boobs as big and as full as yours', but I don't think I will. I'm too skinny, she said." At this point my nipples had gone from puffy to pointy; Venus noticed and said, do you mind if I suckle them? Without waiting for an answer her lips covered one of my nipples like a suction cup. The hand that wasn't holding my boobs began searching my pubic bush for the furrow between my labia. Although my hormones were raging with arousal I forced myself to pull away from Venus and say: "Stop! Wait a minute, we can't do this out here in the open and besides, you are way too young for me." "`Age of consent is a meaningless construct designed by men to oppress women' and `love is free and cannot be defined by age.' That's what they teach us here," she said with a giggle. "If you like we can go to your tent, I'd like to suck your pussy for you." I looked at her for a moment and saw I had no reason to doubt her; one of my secret fantasies was just about to come true. I had lusted after girls like her all through high school, but never dared make a move on any of them. We grabbed our towels, picked up our things and went directly to my tent. There, as promised, she licked my pussy with such skill that I came several times and I leaked cum like I had never done in my life. She even used her skilled tongue on my backside, which was a first for me. When we switched roles I got a chance to taste her lovely young cunt. Afterwards we lay in each other's arms and I asked her what life was like living on the commune. "It's OK," she said. "We're homeschooled and sometimes we go into the city to visit the library and go shopping. I love shopping," she said. "Otherwise it's kind of boring, we don't have TV and the closest town is pretty small. The thing is," she continued, "we're allowed to fuck who we want but there aren't that many women to fuck. There's grown up women but most are my mom's age or older. And there's little kids, but no one my own age or yours." "You have sex with little kids?" I asked. "Yeah, but no younger than six." She answered. Then she looked at me and she smiled. You like to have sex with a kid? They'd all love that. I can get someone for you if you like. We can do her together," she giggled. "What's my choice," I asked. "Emerald is 10. You'd really like her. And Sandy who is 9. North Star and Ivy are 8, and Lotus is 7, but she's really wild and licks pussy like a real champ." "Well who would you like?" She asked me. "I'm sure none of them are busy so I could get one now." I thought about it for a few moments. I felt excited but really nervous. Could it be this easy? But then I realized I had nothing to lose and much to gain. "How about Emerald and Sandy?" I said. "That will give us an even number." "Ok, you are the boss," she said with a grin, and she left the tent to fetch them without even bothering to get dressed. I half expected Earth Mother to come charging in and accuse me of all manner of perversions. Instead Venus came back with two young girls. Emerald was clearly of indigenous background with straight black hair, skin the colour of old Ivory and almond shaped eyes. Sandy looked like she might be a tomboy, she was skinny and without any curves and her light blond hair was cut like a boys. As I was still naked the girls stared at my magnificent boobs in admiration and they both began to undress and when naked they each took hold of a breast and began to suck a nipple without even asking. As I lay on my back cradling both young girls to my breasts, Venus slipped in between my legs and began once again to suck my pussy. I gently moved Emerald off my breast and had her squat over my face so my mouth could feast on her plump and hairless young twat. It was a delight, and so was that of her young friend Sandy, who after I had tasted her slit, jostled Venus aside for a chance to suck on my pussy. She did an exceptionally fine job. By the time we had tried every possible combination, night had fallen so we slept until morning cradled in each other's arms. The next morning we went to the dining hall for breakfast where most of the commune had gathered. The entire group consisted of around 20 people, 7 children Venus' age and younger, an equal number of women who were old enough to be the childrens' parents, Earth Mother and another woman her age, whom I guessed to be late 40s or early 50s. The other woman looked muscular, wore her grey hair in a crewcut and was obviously butch. She also wore several tattoos at a time when they were much less common than today. While most adults were busy tending crops, repairing machinery and buildings, and seeing to all the other chores required to keep the self-sufficient commune running, it was summer and the children were free to play. I joined them swimming, picking berries, and exploring the surrounding countryside. We also spent a lot of time fucking. Even North Star, Ivy and Lotus, eight and seven years old respectively, loved having their pussies licked and were quite adept at returning the favour. Sandy was my favorite, and not just because she looked so young and childlike, although I did appreciate her slim build and boyish figure, but also because that little girl loved to fuck, anywhere and any time of the day. Once when we were swimming I felt little fingers under the water stroking my pussy. It was Sandy. Another time I was fast asleep in my tent and woke to feel my pussy being licked. Sandy again. And I also have to admit her hairless little clam was the best tasting and sweetest of all in the commune. After nearly two weeks I realized I had taken a much larger portion of my summer holiday than I had intended and it was time to move on. The children were heartbroken and even some of the adults were sad to see me go. Though the children were a treat I had not passed up the opportunity to sleep with a couple of the adult women. On the evening of my departure Mother Earth asked me to come to her cabin. When I arrived she said: "we never finished that little talk we started when you got here." As she said that she placed her hands on my breasts and began to fondle them. I kissed her and she practically thrust her tongue down my throat. I had already accepted the idea of fucking this older woman and I was getting horny. Earth Mother was wearing a one piece kaftan-like gown and I was pretty sure she had nothing on underneath. I paused to raise the hem of the gown and pull it up over her head. Her breasts were huge with large areolas and nipples the size of grapes and small strands of hair surrounding them. Her pubis was covered in a thick mat of grey hair which continued down her legs and up her belly. "I'm so hot Dina," she said to me. "Please go down on me before I start leaking like a sieve." "Alright! Where is the bed?" I asked her and she led me into a small room in the cabin which was almost entirely taken up by a double bed, which she lay on, legs open and waiting for me. I thought I could see the gleam of moisture under her bush and I got on my knees and pushed my face into her waiting cunt. She was big and meaty and she tasted just fine and I began to lick and suck on her. She was moaning with pleasure and I felt her fat legs wrap around my head and pull me in closer. I felt my own pussy wet with excitement. All of a sudden I heard a noise behind me as if someone had just entered the room. I tried to look around but Earth Mother had me in a very tight grip and I couldn't move my head at all. I felt a hand on my pussy and rough fingers pushing into my lips and trying to enter my vagina. "She is as wet as she is ever going to be," the voice behind me said. "I think she is ready to know who her Daddy is." I recognized the voice as the butch woman I had seen Earth Mother with a few times. I also felt a very hard knob pushing against the entrance of my vagina and guessed I was about to be fucked by a strap-on dildo. The idea repelled and attracted me. As I mentioned earlier I was only 19 and I was still technically a virgin, because no boy had ever put his dick inside me. But I had used my own fingers on many occasions and so had my partners. Earth Mother continued to hold me tightly. Suddenly I felt I was being torn in half as the dyke must have thrust the whole dildo into me. It was not a nice feeling at all; in fact it was probably the most pain I can remember. I just wanted it to stop and struggled to get away. I couldn't! Earth Mother had my head and shoulders in a vice-like grip that I couldn't escape, and my face in her wet pussy. "Sshh love," she said. "Just push through it and it will be ok." I was pinned and I had no choice. I felt the dyke withdraw and then push in again. Each time it hurt a little less and by the 7th or 8th stroke the pain turned to pleasure and apparently by the 10th or 11th I was beginning to push back. This I was told later. All I remember is a feeling of being incredibly full and I'm sure I felt her hitting my cervix. After that there was only pleasure and I must have passed out. I came to nestled between Earth Mother and the dyke who were stroking me and telling me what a good and brave girl I was. I slept the night with them and the next day got my backpack from the tent and set out to leave. The dyke offered to take me on the back of her Harley to the highway so I could begin hitchhiking. On the way she pulled off the road and into a stand of trees and made me get on my knees and suck her pussy while she stood. Her pussy was not the cleanest I ever sucked and it smelled strongly of leather from her motorcycle pants. After a few more adventures I made my way back to Ontario and finished university. I'm now a teacher and I still have a taste for young girls. I also have a thing for big dykes who drive Harleys and who like to fuck me with a strap-on dildo.