Date: Wed, 27 Jul 2016 20:55:32 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Nasty Old Woman (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, dom, F/f Adult Youth, oral, anal, dom, 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: Copyright 2016 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Nasty Old Woman By Jan My name is Lena, but my friends call me a Bitch! I know that I am a hopelessly addicted to seducing young ladies. Not that I'm a raving beauty or anything. If I have to describe myself I have to say that I'm the motherly type of dyke. I'm middle aged, and my hair is already starting to turn gray. I keep it cropped short in the style typical of the fifties for convenience. My figure is decidedly plump. I clean up well enough when I put on a dress, but I prefer tennis shoes, slacks and spot shirts. During the winter I prefer wool Pendleton shirts. I accepted the fact that I was attracted to girls when I was young. When other girls were mooning over boys, I was checking out the girls. I started out feeling up the girls in the neighborhood. Before long I was kissing them, and that led me going down on them. I loved the smell of their flesh, and licking their little hairless pussies. I got a reputation around the neighborhood. There was a woman that lived nearby that must have heard about my reputation. She was married but she was a stay at home wife, so she was always around. I knew that her name was Mrs. Carol Hitchcock. Inevitably we became acquainted more personally. I had admired plenty of women and even thought about what it would have been like to be with them. I knew what naked women looked like and wondered if they would taste like the girls I had tasted. But I had never had the nerve to approach an adult woman. That changed one afternoon when I took a spill on my bicycle in front of Mrs. Hitchcock's house. I had been ridding down the street, when my chain came off the sprocket and looked up the back wheel. When the bike fell I slid across the pavement on my hands and knees. As a result they were bleeding and gravel was embedded in my skin. Carol was in her front year looking after her flowers when I crashed. She rusted to my side and helped me to my feet. She insisted that she had to look after my scraps. She had to pick up my bike, because the rear wheel was locked, and she placed it on her porch, as she ushered me into her house. The house was cool, because she had the air- conditioner on. She led me directly to the bathroom, and had me sit on the toilet seat while she took some medical supplies out of the medicine cabinet. She told me that she had to wash my hands and knees to see how bad my scraps were. She washed the palms on my hands and knees. They continued to bleed but she saw some gravel still embedded in the skin. She told me that she was going to have to get the gravel out of my skin, and it was going to hurt. She used a scrub brush to clean my flesh. It was all I could do to keep from complaining, but I was crying profusely. She had to clear away the blood again before applying hydrogen peroxide. She bandaged my hands and knees. There really were no additional injuries, but she insisted on checking my body out. She ran her hand all over my torso, before starting to feel my legs from my feet up. When her hand reached my baggy shorts I moaned as her hand went under the material. Her soft hand found the moist crotch of my panties. She stroked my crotch until the crotch on my panties was wet. When she started to withdraw her hand, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand hard against my pussy, and I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. There was no further attempt to pretend that she was inspected my body for additional injuries. She stood up and led me to her bedroom without saying anything. I was only wearing a simple T-shirt baggy shorts and canvas tennis shoes, so it didn't take long to remove my clothes. She had been working in the yard so her clothes smelled of sweat, grass and dirt. She was wearing trousers and a cotton blouse rolled up to the elbow, she had been wearing a straw hat until she came into the house. When she removed her blouse I was fascinated by fact that she hadn't bother to wear a brassiere. Her breasts were a comfortable 38-C size. Her areolas and nipples were a delicate pink. I instantly wanted to suck on her breasts, but was reluctant to act on my desires. Carol unfastened her slacks and they fell down her legs in a pile around her feet. She stepped out of them and pulled her panties down as well. I had seen my mother's and some aunts naked before, so I knew adult women had hair growing between their legs, so it came as no surprise that Carol had a bush of dark brown hair. I watched her step out of her clothes and approach me. She placed me on her bed and spread my legs before placing her face between my legs and gently blowing air on my pussy. She started licking my pussy very much like I did to the girls in the neighborhood. When she joined me on the bed she covered my body with her own. My head was filled with the aroma of her flesh. It was all so over whelming. She was twice my size and her body covered mine as she turned her body around so that her crotch was hovering over my head. There was a heady aroma of womanly flesh with a slight hint of urine clinging to her pubic hair, as she lowered her crotch down to my face. She rubbed her pussy against my face while she ate my pussy. That day was when I knew my true calling. I couldn't get enough of her pussy. I became a regular visitor to her house. Many an afternoon was spent between her legs. I learned how to make her cum with my mouth. She taught me the pleasures of tribbing by scissoring our legs, so that we could rub our pussies against each other's cunt. Over the course of our time together she added so many things to my sexual education. Having oral sex with each other's asshole became a part of our sex life. She introduced me to a variety of dildos and even some beads on strings that we stuffed up each other asshole and only pulled them out when we were about to cum from oral sex. I never knew if my mother ever suspected why I spent so much time at the Hitchcock household, but we eventually moved to another town. As fascinated as I was with women's bodies I still had a strong attraction to young girls. It didn't take me long to find a couple of women happy to enjoy the benefits of my hands and mouth, and continued to seduce girls my age. As I grew into full womanhood I still had a taste for pre-pubescent pussy. Now that I am middle aged I look like the grandmotherly type, except when I deliberately wear men's clothing. I discovered that young girls are drawn to me. I had almost forgotten what pre- pubescent pussy tasted like until one day I was riding the bus home from work, and I saw a young girl that I knew rides the bus from the same stop, so I worked my way through the standing room only to stand almost behind the girl. She turned her head and smiled at me in recognition. I smiled back and pressed my body again hers. She only smiled at me all the more. I placed my right hand on her hip, and squeezed it gently. She continued smiling at me, so I grew bolder. I slipped my hand around in front of her body and placed my hand on the bulge of her vulva. At that point she stopped smiling and leaned against my body. I stroked her pussy through her dress, and I heard and felt her breathing becoming deeper and more rapid. I whispered in her ear, "Follow me when we get to our stop. I continued rubbing her pussy until the bus reached our stop. When the back doors opened we exited the bus along with a couple of other passengers. I started walking down the street without looking back until I turned the corner to my block. As I rounded the corner I looked over my shoulder to check if the girl was following. The sweet looking girl in her school uniform was just three paces behind me. I allowed her to catch up with me, and simply introduced myself to her by saying that my name was Lena, and she fell in step with me and told me that her name with Linda. I asked her if she would like to join me for a cool drink. She beamed as she said yes. I also asked why she is always on the late commuter bus. She told me that she had after school classes like dance and music. I also asked, "Won't you get in trouble staying out even later?" Linda told me that a couple of times a week my mother works late, so tonight I was going to have to make my own diner. I offered to make diner for the two of us. As soon as we entered my house I turned on the air-conditioner and told her to have a seat while I got us something to drink. With that she seated herself on my couch. She deposited her book bag on the floor beside the couch. I headed for the kitchen and opened a couple of cans of soda and poured them over ice in a couple of glasses. I returned to the living room and sat down on the couch next to her, as I handed her a glass. I noticed that her pleated skirt was riding high up her thighs. I could see the crotch of her white panties. While we sipped our soft drinks I asked her, "Honey, did you enjoy the way I touched you on the bus?" Linda whispered, "It was so exciting to have you play with me on the bus. Someone could have seen what you were doing. Have you ever done that before?" I told her, "I have never done that in public before, but I couldn't resist doing it, because you are so fucking cute!" I had finished my drink, and sat the glass on the coffee table in front of us, and turned towards her. I placed an arm around her shoulders, and kissed her on the mouth. When she opened her mouth I stuck my tongue into her mouth and swabbed the inside of her mouth with my tongue. When I withdrew my tongue she stuck her tongue out, so I sucked on her tongue. We were both breathing hard. I started stroking her body with my free hand. She didn't need a brassiere because her breasts were just starting to swell. They were not even A-size yet, but they were very sensitive. When I started stroking her chest she moaned very pleasantly. She even helped me unbutton her blouse. She had on a white T-strap undershirt, so it was difficult to get my hand down the front. She spread her legs open and draped the near leg over my thigh, so I pulled my hand out of her T- strap undershirt and placed my hand on that adorable knee resting on my thigh. I teased her by slowly drawing little circle on her inner thigh with my finger tip. I was working my hand up her thigh so slowly that she became impatient with the pace. She grabbed my wrist with both hands and pulled my hand up to her moist panties. I stroked her panties until they were a lot moister, and she was moaning with pleasure. At that point I stood in front of her, and pulled her to her feet, so that I could remove her clothes. There is something about a pre-pubescent girl's hunger to discover her sexuality that is so exciting. Once I got her completely naked I picked her up and sat her little butt on the back of the couch. I knelt on the cushion right on the edge so that I could bury my face in her pussy. While I ate her pussy I used both hands to play with her little nipples. I continued to eat her pussy until she had an orgasm. She was so animated during her orgasm that she was exhausted afterwards. She slid down the couch with her legs on either side of my body. She took hold of my slimy face with both hands and kissed me on the mouth. I sucked on her tongue until she recovered, and her breathing returned to normal. I held her face in my hands and asked her if she wanted to taste my pussy. Linda was thrilled at the prospect and told me that she wanted to undress me. I stood in front of the couch and she stood on the cushion, so that she could unbutton the dress and pull it off my shoulders. My dress slid down my body with her and my help. I had on a full slip. That had to be lifted by the hem up and over my head. I was left standing there in just a nude brassiere and matching panties. The two of us unhooked the bra, and I crossed my arms to catch the cups as the bra fell from my breasts. My breasts are far from perfect, but to Linda they were magnificent. She molded them with her hands for a long time, and eventually started sucking on my nipples. She eventually got off her knees and sat on the couch with her legs wedged between mine. She placed her hands on my hips, and started rolling my panties down, but she buried her nose in the crotch of my moist panties and smelled them. When she finished pulling my panties down, they gathered around my ankles. They were stretched to the limit above my shoes. Linda ran her finger through my pubic hair as if she was combing them. She parted the hairs to get access to my inner vagina. She stuck her tongue into my vagina and licked up the juices I was producing. She found my clitoris and sucked it into her mouth. She sucked on it vigorously until I was right on the edge of having an orgasm, but I just couldn't get past that point. I asked Linda to stick one of her fingers up my ass. She looked up at me over my pubic hair as if to question if she should really do it. I assured her that it would help me cum. When she reached between my legs and stuck her finger up my ass I had a mind blowing orgasm. It took us a little while to recover. Then I set about making diner for the two of us. After diner we took a bath together before she got dressed and headed home. We parted way with me telling her that she was always welcome at my place. That is where we left it the other night, and I'm well aware that this could end terribly! One afternoon I was in the local super market on a Saturday morning, and I was pushing my shopping cart up and isle when I collided with another cart. I was dumbstruck because it was Linda and I assumed the older woman was her mother. There was that moment of awkward embarrassment before Linda said hi. I acknowledged her greeting. She had to introduced me to her mother. Of course her mother inquired how we knew each other. I responded, "Mrs. Ferguson..." She interrupted, "Call me Connie...Please!" "Connie...Linda and I commute everyday on the same bus. We have become good friends." Connie said, "You must come by for tea, so that we can get to know each other. What would be a good time for you?" I casually mentioned, "I'm free this evening, if it is convenient for you?" Connie smiles, "That would be great! Do you know our address?" Linda interjected, "Mom...you know Danica and I are going are going to the movies tonight!" Connie said, "Lena and I can have an old fashioned hen fest in your absence." We parted ways after agreeing on a time. It was only a short walk from my house to their house. Linda answered the door and escorted me into the family room. We chatted briefly until Linda had to answer the door again. She brought in a delightful looking dark haired girl with blue eyes. After she introduced her friend to me she said her goodnights to her mother and me as the two of the departed. Connie suggested, "Would you like to join me for tea or would you prefer coffee?" As she stood up to head for the kitchen I followed her and assure her coffee would be great. The dining area was only separated from the kitchen by a breakfast bar. She told me to have a seat while she made the coffee. She brewed a twelve cup pot with her electric brewer, and got two big mugs and brought them to the table. We had hardly started talking before the coffee was brewed, and the kitchen smelled of the rich aroma of fresh coffee. She filled our mugs with the dark aromatic liquid. Without asking she pulled a container of flavored artificial creamer and put it on the table in front of us, along with two tea spoons. A sugar bowl was already on the table. I simply put a shot of the creamer in my mug and stirred my coffee slowly, and waited for her to get past the pleasantries because I knew she had something on her chest. Connie added sugar and creamer to her mug and stirred it before looking me in the eye. "I'm concerned about Linda, I'm pretty sure she is having sex with her girlfriends. I'm sure that she and Danica are having sex with each other. I've witnessed them touching each other intently when they thought I wouldn't see. I don't know what I should do about it. What do you think I should do?" Her question came as a surprise to me, "I'm not sure I'm in a position to comment on the raising of children. I have no children, and never been married." Connie said, "I'm a single parent, and Linda is a willful and headstrong girl. I need help deciding how to confront my daughter about her sexual behavior. Please...tell me what you think?" "Connie...I'm not sure what to say. From my experience I have observed that most girls about to enter puberty suffer from hormones raging through their bodies. It is natural that they experiment with each other. At least that way there is no problem with unexpected bundles arriving. They eventually get married to a horny male and about the time a woman reaches the age when her sexual desire is the strongest, males have developed potbellies, and when they are in the mood it only takes less than two minutes to get off, then they either roll over and go to sleep, or settle down to watch sports on TV with a fresh can of beer. Too many middle aged women like me have to seek out the company of other women to satisfy their desires." Connie looked at me over her mug, "Do you count yourself among those middle aged horny women?" "Yes...I even skipped the middle part and went right from eating my girlfriend's pussies to eating the pussies of older women. I skipped the entanglement, with potbellied males. I have a few women friends that share my feelings." Connie sat there across from me absorbing the information. She admittedly had never knowingly met a lesbian before. She didn't know what to say or do at that point. She almost sounded like a child when she asked, "So you think I shouldn't confront her about having sex with her girlfriends?" "As I said, I'm not qualified to give advice! Hell...by the time I was her age I was fucking both girls and few adult women!" Connie looked at me with pleading eyes, "What is it like having sex with another woman?" I thought before answering that question, "Connie...I knew from an early age that I was a plain woman, and would never be the wet dream of any horny males. I developed the ability to befriend girls. Sex came naturally to me. Sex to me is the greatest expression of love. Without going into details all I can say is that I love everything about women." There was no point continuing the discussion on that subject, so we started comparing our lives. We came from very similar backgrounds. We didn't go to the same schools until high school. We were in different classes more than four years apart, so we didn't know each other, but our lives were very similar, but she had fallen in love with a man she thought was her true love, but it didn't last. Now she was raising her beautiful daughter on her own. I excused myself to go home before the girls got back from the movie. Connie and I parted company with a handshake. I even gave her my phone number in case she ever wanted to talk to me again. I felt comfortable that Connie liked me, despite knowing that I'm a lesbian. The next day Linda approached me while I was waiting for the bus. She asked me what her mother and I had talked about you mostly. "She knows that you are having sex with Danica and a few others, but she doesn't know how to deal with it. She wanted my advice." "What did you say?" "I told your mother that I was not the person to offer advice about raising children. We did part company as friends even though she knows I'm a dyke." Linda pressed me for more information, but I assured her that was pretty much everything that we discussed about you. Linda wanted to know how her mother knew about her sexual activity with her girlfriends. I told her that she was not as sneaky as she thought she was, because her mother had seen them touching each other inappropriately, but didn't know what to do about it. Nothing more was said at that time because the bus arrived. That evening on the ride home the bus was just as crowed as usual. Fortunately a couple of gentlemen offered us their seats. We sat there in quiet for the ride home. As soon as we exited the bus she started pressing me about what her mother had said. I finally told her not to worry about it. Your mother will probably never bring up the subject, because it embarrasses her too much. When we got to my house and we were behind closed doors, we couldn't get undressed quick enough. She loved feeling and sucking on my tits. It was like she wanted to feel like a baby again. I stroked her little pussy while she sucked on one of my tits. I eventually pulled her away from my breasts, and draped her over the arm of my couch face down. I spread her little butt apart, and started licking her little asshole. Linda couldn't believe that I wanted to stick my tongue into her asshole, but she soon had an orgasm. Having experienced an anal orgasm Linda wanted to find out if she could do that to me. I was more than happy to oblige her desire. I had her lay on the cushions of the couch with her legs draped over the back, and her head dangling off the couch. That allowed me to back over her head and sit on her face. I got into it so much there were times I almost smothered her. When I had an orgasm we got dressed and I kissed Linda, and told her, "Now you have something new to teach Danica and your friends. The following day on the bus ride home from work Linda was excited about having planned spending the weekend at the home of her friend Danica. She stood there in front of me and reached behind herself to play with my crotch while she laid out her plan. When we arrived at our stop she followed me home for a quick lunch at each other's Y. She was still excited as she got dressed to go home before her mother would get home. I planned on simply taking a bath before going to bed. I was just cleaning up a little when my phone rang. It surprised me because it was Connie. She told me that Linda planned to spend the weekend at the home of one of her friends, and she asked if she could drop by for a visit after Linda left. Of course I couldn't refuse. I just had enough time to start a fresh pot of coffee before the doorbell rang. When I admitted her she hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. She suddenly pulled back and said, "I apologize...I didn't realize that you might have company!" It had not occurred to me that I hadn't washed my face or hands. I still must smell like Linda's pussy. I must have blushed like a foolish school girl. "My friend has left already. I was just putting on a pot of coffee. Have a seat while I get us coffee!" I made a quick exit and headed for the kitchen, and quickly washed my hands and face before pouring two mugs of coffee. I was sure to add creamer and sugar to her mug before returning to the living room. I handed her the mug, and was about to sit in my chair when she patted the couch next to her. I chose to sit next to her. We each took a sip of our coffee before she spoke. Connie finely spoke, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I don't know anyone else to turn to. I want to understand why my daughter wants to be a lesbian. I want to learn about what it is like to be in love with a woman, and you're the only woman I know that admits that she is a lesbian. Would you please teach me about the subject?" I was puzzled by her request. Did she want me to tell her about lesbian sex or was she asking me to actually make love to her? I figured I better wait until she made herself clearer. Connie was almost in tears. "Would you kiss me?" I was stunned briefly, but recovered quickly. I leaned close and wrapped my arms around her shoulders and kissed her on the mouth. Connie turned her body to face me, and clung to me as she returned the kiss with feeling. When we broke the kiss I was left breathless. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Connie was flustered, "Don't stop me! I have never done anything like this before, and I'm nervous! You are going to have to show me what to do!" This was going to be fun for me. I have seduced plenty of so called straight women, but this was the first time a straight women was seducing me. Connie was a handsome woman with nice soft breasts. I started feel up her breasts while continuing to kiss her. I started undressing her and discarding her clothes. The coffee was forgotten. Connie also started feeling me up and helping me out of my clothes. There is something about women that have delivered children. It is common for their areolas and nipples to get larger and darker. Connie was a dark blonde that accented her hair with lighter streaks, so you would expect her areolas and nipples to be a pinkish color, but in her case they were almost a chocolate brown color. I sucked on her nipples hard enough to draw milk, if she had any. She had to plead with me to be a little more-gentle. We struggled with getting each other out of our panties before I laid her on her back with her head resting on the arm of the couch. I placed her left leg over the back of the couch and left her right foot resting on the floor. That allowed me to inspect her pussy. Connie trimmed her dark brown pubic hair, and it was combed towards her vagina. When I used my hands to spread her labia open, I admired the size of her clitoris. The hooded knob was at the end of a ridge. I was able to suck her clit into my mouth. Connie was stroking my hair, and pleading with me to suck harder. I would guess it too at least fifteen minutes before Connie had an orgasm that left her body shaking and her gasping for breath. She was actually sweating while she recovered. This time when she kissed me it was her own juice on my face. She pushed me backwards until my head was resting on the opposite arm rest. She flung my right leg over the back of the couch and left my left foot on the floor. This was the first time Connie was deliberately inspecting a woman's pussy before performing oral sex. I don't trim or shave my pussy, so there was plenty of wild hair for her to comb with her fingers. She took her time to work up the nerve to actually lick my cunt. Her face was close enough to feel my body heat and she got a nose full of my fragrant aroma of pussy meat. She stuck out her tongue and gave my vagina a tentative swipe. When she got used to the taste she started flicking my clit with her tongue the same way I had done to her. She even sucked my clit into her mouth and nursed on it until I enjoyed an orgasm. She lay on top of me and asked me if she had done it right. I assured her that she had done a great job. I also added there are many more ways women can please each other. I told her that I was willing to teach her everything. She was excited about her first lesbian encounter. We spend the weekend together and by Sunday morning I had introduced Connie to analingus, and we had fucked each other with my dildos in our pussies and assholes. We lounged around naked in each other's arms until that afternoon, but she realized she had better get home before Linda would get home from Danica's. I reminded her, "You better join me for a bath before you get dressed, or Linda might smell the odor of my pussy on you!" We both got a laugh out of that statement, but we did bath together before she got dressed. We parted with a kiss and a promise to do that again soon, and I reminded her that she should sit down with Linda and discuss their sexual desires. I slept like a baby that night. It had been a long time since I had that much sex in one weekend, and the fact that it had been a mother and daughter without the other one knowing about it was very erotic. I had to do something about it before it all ended badly. The next morning at the bus stop Linda was very excited. She wanted to tell me all about her weekend. The problem was that there were too many people waiting for the bus. She simply said that the weekend with Danica had been fabulous, but when I got home Mother wanted to talk to me, and it was unbelievable 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.