Date: Thu, 1 Feb 2018 09:46:48 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: Older Woman Experience (Lesbian/Adult Youth oral, anal, g/F) Adult Youth oral, anal, g/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 2018 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@gmail.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Older Woman Experience By Jan One day after school let out I exited the front of the school and expected to see Mother's gray Subaru Outback, but this day I didn't see her car. I was about to panic. Then I heard my name being called out. Mother's best friend, Cherie, was standing beside the driver's side of her blue BMW waving at me. When I approached the car, she told me, "Cathy, I'm picking you up for your mother." I got in, and she was driving me home. When we were in the main boulevard I made a bold move. Cherie was shocked when I reached over the console of her car and placed my right hand on her exposed right thigh. "Cathy, you shouldn't be doing this! Your mother would be very upset with you!" "I had to do it! I have been thinking about this for months," and leaned over close to her and kissed her on the cheek. Cherie pulled over to the side of the road and put the car in park as she turned off the ignition. She pulled my hand away from her thigh, and turned sideways in her set and asked me, "What brought this on?" "I have been thinking about you for months." "Girls you age should be thinking about finding you prince charming, not thinking about older women." "I don't care about boys at all. I have been dreaming about women all of my life." "What made you think I would be receptive to the idea that kind of sex?" "I don't know, you're just the prettiest woman I know." Cherie gave me dark look, "I'm not saying I am or not into that kind of thing. Your mother and I have been friends for decades and she would be very upset with me if she found out that you and I were engaged in a lesbian relationship. I don't want to lose your mother's friendship." "I would never tell!" "Honey, you would give it away just by the way you look at me." I pleaded that I wouldn't give it away, but she simply smiled. She said, "If I agree to it, we will see how long it will last before your mother finds out." She turned her body around and started the engine. As she pulled away from the curb, I was wondering if she was approving of us having a sexual relationship or was rejecting the idea. Nothing more was said as we headed to my home. Days passed and there was no opportunity for me to be alone with Cherie. I was beginning to think she had dismissed my advance as just the romantic fantasy of a pre-pubescent girl. That night I lay in bed at night thinking about when I was first drawn to women. As a young girl I remember lying on my mother's bed watching her changing clothes to go out for n evening with her friends. She would take off all of her clothes and take a quick bath before coming back to put on her evening clothes. I was fascinated by her breasts. They were large with big brown areolas and nipples. They sagged and rested on her ribcage. Her lower tummy was soft and had a large crooked surgical scar. She told me that when I was born they had to have a C-section (caesarian) to deliver me. I felt guilty about causing her pain. The other thing that fascinated me was her pussy. Her vulva was a puffy and covered with dark pubic hair that created a dark shadow obscuring her vagina opening. As I lay on her bed as she bent over to step into her panties I actually smelled her wet pussy. The memory of that smell has always lingered in my nose and I always look for opportunities to smell her again. I even occasionally fish her used panties out of the clothes hamper in the bathroom to smell the crotch. I even rub my crouch with my free hand. I also started paying close attention to my mother friends. Mother's women friends were normally close to her age and varied in their appearance, some were of different ethnic groups, their size and coloring varied as well. When she went out with her friends I was left in the care of babysitters that was teenage girls. I listened to the teenagers talking to there girlfriends and boyfriends on the phone. They thought I was too young to understand what they were talking about. I learned a lot about sex listening to them. I even witnessed some of them masturbating. Mother always impressed upon them not to have boys over, but didn't mention girlfriends. They would put me to bed, as if I would stay there. I would wait until I was sure they wouldn't notice me slipping out of my room. On more than one occasion I would witness my babysitters getting naked, masturbating each other and even sucking each other's pussies. As I said I learned a lot watching my babysitters. I was sometimes entrusted to the care of some of my mother's friends. I began to suspect that my mother's interest in other women was more than platonic. There was the kissed and placing hands on each other's private parts. I had seen Mother kissing Cherie and feeling her up when she mistakenly thought I was not round. A couple of weeks after I had tried to feel up Cherie I was exiting school as usual and found Cherie waiting for me. As I got in her car she told me that my mother had asked her to pick me up because she had an unexpected call that required her to go to the State capital on business overnight. She had asked Cherie to look after me. As we were pulling away from the school parking lot she asked me if I would like to spend the night at her home, and I assured her that I would love to spend the night with her. She told me to pack change of clothes and my hair brush and toothbrush, and she would wait for me. I simply grabbed a paper bag and stuffed a fresh skirt, blouse, slip, panties in the bag before dropping my hair rush and toothbrush in the bag. I was out the door in no time at all. Cherie asked me if I had locked the door. I assured her that I had, and we headed for her home. Cherie carried my bag into her house as I carried my book pack. She suggested that I get busy on my homework at her dinning table, and she would make a snack for me. While I got busy doing my homework Cherie prepared a sandwich and poured a glass of orange juice for me. She checked my work to insure I had done it properly. She suggested that I go outside and enjoy the sun until dinner time. Her back yard was spacious and it was landscaped with interesting floral displays and a white gazebo located in the center. I found a glider in the gazebo and sat there to absorb the warmth of the afternoon sun. Cherie called me in for dinner and I helped her wash the dishes and put them away. She led me into the family room and we sat together on the couch to watch the television. I wasn't sure if I should try and make a pass at her again, so I cuddled up against her and Cherie wrapped her arm around my body. My head was resting her left breast. I could feel her body warmth and smell that she was wearing CK One for women perfume. I wasn't really interested in the movie, so I thought about ways to try and seduce her. She had changed clothes while I had been in the backyard. She was wearing a thin dress that allowed me to feel her body. I could tell that she was wearing a bra, and I could feel the elastic of her panties gripping her waist. I turned my cheek against her soft left breast and smelled her body, at the same time I placed my hand on her left thigh. Cherie didn't respond one way or the other, so I grew bolder. I started working the thin dress up until my hand was resting on her bare thigh, and paced my mouth on the side of her breast. The saliva from my mouth was making the material wet, and I started work my hand up the soft inner thigh. That brought the first response from her. "Cathy, you know how wrong it is for you to be feeling me up?" "I can't help it! I want to make love to you." I thought she was going to push me away, but she simply used her right hand to unbutton the front of her house dress down to her waist, and pulled the dress away from her left tit, so that my mouth was resting on her soft tit. She exposed the right breast too. Then she placed her hand under her left tit and turned her nipple towards my mouth. I had just enough time to admire the size of her pink areola and nipple before she put it in my mouth. When I started sucking on her nipple I ran my hand up her legs to her crotch. I could tell that her panties were no more than the thickness of nylon because I could feel the texture of the matted hair underneath. I sought out the waistband of her panties and slipped my hand down the front of her panties and rubbed my fingers through the hair to the slippery slit of her cunt. I masturbated her until she moaned and expressed her appreciation for the skill of my hand. She even lifted her butt up and pulled her panties down below her knees and used her legs to get the panties down to her feet and kicked them free. I moved my body around on the couch as Cherie moved her leg over my head so that I was between her legs. I used both hands to spread her cunt open to inspect a pussy for the first time. I followed the slippery ridge ending in the hooded nub of her clitoris. Her vagina was gapping open and I could see the opening of her urethra and the ragged rim of the remains of her hymen. Deep within the hole I saw the bulb of her cervix. Cherie explained everything to me. My face was so close I would feel the moist heat of her flesh and smell her pungent odor. Cherie placed her hand of the back of my head and pulled my face against her cunt. I started licking her pussy for all I was worth. I was thrilled tasting me first pussy of an adult woman. When Cherie finally cried out "I'm cumming" she let out a foul- smelling fart. We both started laughing hysterically. I told her between laughs, "You could at least warn be when your about to resort to chemical warfare!" I plugged her ass by sticking the thumb up her asshole. She scooted her butt to the edge of the cushion. That gave me full access to her butt, and she even told me, "A good girl would eat my asshole!" To prove I was a good girl and I loved her I placed my hands under both cheeks and started licking her asshole. I found that I kind of liked the taste and really started rimming her asshole. Cherie couldn't have been more pleased. I made her cum at lest three times before we rested. Cherie laid lengthwise on the couch on her back and pulled me around until I was sitting on her face. She did things with her tongue I had no idea could be done to my pussy and asshole. I had an orgasm and lost control of my bladder and pissed in her mouth. I thought she would be mad at me for pissing in her mouth, but she swallowed almost all of my urine. She didn't even mid that I got her hair and couch wet. We made love to each other until bedtime and we went to bed. There was no question about where I was going to sleep or what we would wear. Cherie's bedside lamp had a red lamp in the base so when you turned off the main lamp the base light gave the room a soft pink glow. It was so romantic to see her beautiful body in the pink glow. I was sure I would never be able to sleep that night. I sucked her tits, ate her pussy and yeas even rimmed her asshole for hours. It wasn't until something like 3:00 O'clock in the morning before I fell asleep. I had to rush in the morning to bathe, eat and get dressed for school. Even if I had a full night's sleep I would have been zombie like. All I could think about was the sight, smell and taste of Cherie's body. I'm fortunate that none of my teachers called on me that day. I was impatient for the day to end. I knew that Cherie would be picking me up. After the last bell I ran to the front of the school. At first, I didn't see her car. I was about to panic. Then I saw it parked just around the corner, because all of the soccer moms were already lined up in front of the school. I ran to her car and did my best to rip the door off and I piled into the passenger seat. I beaned across the console and kissed her on the mouth. Cherie said, "Calm down Honey, we don't want to make seen in front of your school." As I settled back into the seat she started the car and pulled away from the curb. She drove me home and came in with me. The first thing I was going to do was change clothes and put my soiled clothes into the hamper. I assumed that I would need to pack another change of clothes, but Cherie told me that that wouldn't be necessary because my mother would be coming home tonight. I was disappointed at the prospect of not getting to make love to Cherie. Cherie told me to be sure to put on something particularly mature. I didn't question her advice and selected a navy- blue A shaped dress and black pumps Mother had bough for me one time when she wanted me to make an adult impression of a friend of hers. I brushed my hair over my hand to create a curl under and around my shoulders. When Cherie saw me, she was pleased and hugged and kissed me. It wasn't long before I heard Mother's car pull into the driveway. Cherie and I met her at the front door. When Mother saw me, she gave me a big smile and hugged and kissed me. "I had no idea how mature you were until now." Cherie said, "Our baby had grown up and is no longer a virgin." Mom looked at me and turned to Cherie, "You 've seduced her already?" Cherie chuckled, "You could say Cathy seduced me." "What are you saying." A couple of weeks ago Cathy came onto me when I picked her up from school, so when you called me to look after her while you were out of town I took her home and taught her all about how women love each other." Mom looked furious, "You dirty old BITCH, you know damned will I wanted to be the one to bring her out!" Cherie laughed, "What's the difference if you did it or me? It is about time she found out why you don't date men anymore." "Shut up you Bitch, Cathy will learn soon enough just what kind of a dike her mother is. Let me drop my stuff and the three of us can go out to dinner tonight." Mom went to her bedroom and opened her overnight bag and removed the clothes she had worn for the past couple of days and put them in the hamper. She washed her face and put on fresh makeup and picked up her purse as she led us out the door. We had dinner at a family restaurant. During the course of the meal Mother brought up the subject of my coming out ball. I had no idea what they were talking about. From what I gleaned from their conversation there was some upcoming party where young girls were being presented to the local lesbian community. Cherie was very animated about us going shopping for the proper dress for me. The conversation continued all the way home. As soon we were home Cherie used her tablet to research formal dresses. I couldn't understand why she was virtually looking a white wedding dresses, after all I wasn't getting married. I found them over the top, why would I want to wear floor length dresses with full petticoats didn't appeal to me at all, and I voiced my objections. "What are you talking about? What is a coming out ball? Cherie was very excited, "Honey, there three or four balls every year where young girls like yourself are introduced to the lesbian community." Mother said, "Calm down Cherie, I agree with Cathy a wedding dress would be inappropriate for the occasion." I pleaded, "Hold on explain to me more about what this is all about?" Mom placed her hand on my knee, "Honey, I have tried not to influence your sexual preference by trying to keep my sexual preferences from you, but now that you have been exposed to lesbianism and obviously enjoyed it, Cherie want to introduce you to the lesbian world. My lady friends have kept hands off you at my request. If we introduce you to the community at a coming out ball that is the signal to the community that you have accepted that you are a lesbian and they can approach you." That was a lot of information for me to absorb. Does that mean all of your women friends would be free to come on to me?" Both Mom and Cherie said, "Yes" There were several of Mother's friends I was attracted to, but there were several of them that I was not comfortable with. Overall the idea of having sex with some variety older women was interesting to me. "What is required to be introduced at the ball." Mom said, "I would have to submit your name for the upcoming ball. Then we would have to buy you an appropriated white ball dress and someone like Cherie would act as your sponsor and formally introduce you upon entering the ballroom. She would dace with you at the first dance. The rest of the evening your dance card would be filled. At the conclusion of the ball women could present themselves for future dates." It sounded like a lot of fun. "I would like to do it Mom." Cherie hugged me and kissed me right away. Mom said, "Okay" and wit that she used her cell-phone to make a call. She simply said, "Hello Martha, yes it's me. I'm calling to submit Cathy's name for the next coming out ball. Thank you honey." As she put away put her phone way, "Okay you two Cathy is officially going to be presented at the next ball." Cherie was very animated, "What kind od dress do you want to wear Cathy?" "I want to wear an adult ball gown, and not a frilly wedding gown." Cherie got on the computer and started pulling up ball dresses, and the three of us voiced our opinions about them. Mother preferred traditional gowns with puffy shoulders. Cherie was pushing me to more wedding like gowns. My choice was a backless dress with a tight-fitting bodice continuing down to the knees where it flared out to cover the shoes. I also wanted fashionable platform pumps with stiletto heels. When we went shopping I tried on many different dresses, but I held out for the one I wanted My dress was white satin and my pumps were silver. The jewelry was rubies set in silver. My clutch was also silver. The morning of the ball was spent at the beauty parlor. My hair was styled and lacquered to insure not a single hair was out of place. My eyebrows were plucked and shaped. My skin has a natural Mediterranean olive completion, so my makeup was applied carefully to flatter the contrast of my dress and completion. Come time for the ball I was nervous. Mom and Cherie were wearing gowns much like mine in maroon. We arrived at the hotel in style. The black limo pulled up and s=the chauffeur opened the door for us. There was a gathering room where we waited with a group of other girls and their mentors and mothers until the master at arms formally announced us. As each candidate was presented the were greeted by the applause of the gathering of women and girls. The dance started as soon as the last girl was introduced. Cherie was in all her glory dancing with me. She swooped me around the dance floor. She made sure every woman there got a good look at me and my dancing skill. My dance card was quickly filled and I was overwhelmed by the majesty of it all. Women of all sizes were vying for my favor. Being a young girl many of the woman were tall enough that I was eye level with big melon tits. There was plenty of flesh exposed for me to drool over. My ass was grasped and thighs were wedged between my legs, and rubbing my crotch. A large number of women and older teenagers gave me their numbers and propositioned me. Upon returning home we were exhausted, feet throbbed and we quickly removed our pumps and elevated our feet. I was all aglow with the excitement of at all. I was chattering like a magpie. I felt so grown up in my ball gown. That night the three of us went to bed together. Mother and Cherie made love to me. They started off kissing me, feeling my small tits, sucking their way down to my tits and feeling my body, until they both were masturbating me. They took turns sucking my pussy, rimming my ass and sitting on my face. The following morning the phone didn't stop ringing. I was invited to lunches, dinner, and dancing by almost every women and teenager at the ball. Mom suggested that I accept offers from her women friends first. She didn't want me offending any of them. The following weeks were a whirl of dates with women I had known most of my life. Sex was amazing. I had no idea how many ways women can please each other. There were skinny ones, fat ones and some that allowed me to take charge of the love making and others that were the aggressors. It seemed like every night for months I was falling asleep at night with the smell of a different woman's pussy in my nose. Eventually I dated some teenagers too. It was a bold new world for me. I soon learned when strange women were flirting with me. If I was so inclined I might offer myself to a clerk that caught my eye. By the time I reached high school I was not shy about my sexuality. I was happy to bed with any teacher or coach that showed an interest in me. Hell even some of the school board members we known to me from the ball days. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay6969@gmail.com.