Date: Mon, 4 Aug 2014 11:24:43 -0700 From: Jan None Subject: Seduction in the Park (lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, F/gFF Warning: Adult Youth, oral, F/gFF 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. Seduction in the Park By Jan The afternoon I was seduced in the park came about because I was a lonely middle aged woman. I had been married for twenty years to my old high school sweetheart. Then everything changed because of his infidelity. One evening he came home with a worried expression on his face. He told me that he was in serious trouble, because he had knocked up a teenager that worked at the 'Duncan Donuts.' He was facing statutory rape charges because she was under age, and she was pregnant. The only way he could avoid jail was to divorce me and marry her. The news broke my heart, but I agreed to the divorce. I hated him until I realized it was eating me up inside, and gaining me nothing. I established myself in a small home where I could live comfortably as long as I didn't exceed my income. I had inherited some income property and some stocks from my parents. I was able to spend my time doing just about anything I wanted. My passion was reading, so when the weather was good I would visit the local park and sit on a bench in front of the playground reading. I enjoyed watching the children playing on the swings and other structures built to amuse and provide exercise for the youth in the community. I loved children, but due to a childhood accident my womb had to be removed. They left my ovaries, so that they would continue providing me with hormones, but there was no place for them to go, so my body would just absorb the ovum. It was a beautiful day in May. The weather was perfect, so I had taken a romance novel with me to the park. I sat on a bench with the sun at my back to make it easier to read, and watch the children. When it was in the late afternoon the young mothers with their toddlers had all gone home and the youngsters from primary school had arrived to play on the jungle gym, monkey bars, slide and the metal wheel. I noticed one girl that was a little too precocious for a girl her age. She was an attractive blonde. I figured that she was no older than 9 or 10. There came a time when I ignored my book, because it looked as if she was performing for my benefit. I witnessed her touching the other girls in inappropriate places. As the afternoon was drawing late the children began to vacate the park, to go to their home before dinner. Even the blonde disappeared. I returned to reading my book before it got too dark to read. I was engrossed in my book until I heard a noise. When I looked up that sweet looking blonde was hanging from the monkey bars by her knees. Her short cotton skirt was hanging down over her slender body. She had removed her panties, and her little clam shell of a pussy was exposed for me to see. She was swinging back and forth until she was sure I was looking at her. Then she did a reverse summersault and she released her leg from the bar, and she landed on the sand with her back to me. Her skirt fell back down covering her little pink butt. She turned around and approached me. When she was standing right in front of me, she asked, "What are you reading?" I looked down at the book in my lap, "A romance novel." She asked, "Any sex in it?" I said, "Some." She smiled with a wicked little smile, "Any sex between women?" I nodded my head and asked, "How would a girl your age know anything about such things?" "My aunt and mother taught me all about making love to women!" I was shocked and couldn't believe that a girl her age was confessing that her family had introduced her to lesbian sex. She announced, "My name is Anita, and what is your name?" I said, "My name is Elizabeth, and laughed, .my father loved Elizabeth Taylor." Anita took me by the hand and pulled me to my feet. I don't know why I didn't resist her taking control of the situation. I closed my book and allowed her to lead the way. She led me up the concrete path past the sand filled playground to a manicured forest. The trail became a dirt path winding through the aspen, oak and pine trees. The brush on the ground floor included hawthorn. The leaves of the horny hawthorn bush, discourages hikers from leaving the trails, but Anita apparently knew a way to slip through the brush. She led me through the brush and up the hill to a place where there were three white oak trees growing. They must have been a hundred years old, and one of them was bent at the base almost to the ground for at least fifteen feet before turning upwards. The three trees shaded an area of more than a hundred square feet. It was obvious that she had been there before. Anita led me to the junction of the three trees and stood on tiptoe to kiss me on the lips. I was wearing a simple polished cotton dress with a tight bodice and plunging neckline without a bra. While kissing me she stuck her hand down the front of my dress and pulled both of my tits out. I don't know why I allowed her to lead me around like that, and allowed her to do what she wanted with my body. All I was thinking about the way her little pussy looked. She was too young to have pubic hair, but her vulva was swollen as if she had been having sex recently. It excited me beyond belief. My pussy was itching and wet, as she started sucking on my nipples hungrily. I even felt unsteady, as the girl reached under my dress and ran her hands up the backs of my thighs. She ran her hands over my silken panties until she reached the elastic of the waistband, and slowly pulled them down my legs. She bent over, almost resting her head against my crotch as I stepped out of the panties. As she stood up she wadded up my panties, and smelled the crotch, as if smelling the cork of a wine bottle. The way she smelled the crotch of my panties was wickedly very erotic. When she dropped them to the ground, she turned my body around, so that I was leaning against the tree. I was almost reclining as she lifted my dress up to expose my pussy. In my youth and while I was married I kept my pubic hair into a triangle, to ensure no stray hairs would protrude out from under the legs of my panties, but after the divorce I stopped shaving and trimming my pubic hair. Now I was embarrassed by the amount of dark hairs covering my vagina, but she seemed to love what my pussy looked like. She used her delicate fingers to part my labia to expose my vagina and clitoris. She moved her head very close and smelled my pussy, before she stuck her nose right in my vagina. She licked my cunt vigorously before she took my clit into her mouth and sucked on it like it was one of my nipples. She brought me right to the brink of an orgasm, but I just couldn't let go. It was almost painful the way I suffered for the want of an orgasm. Just when I was about to give up and push the girl away, she slid a hand up the back of my leg, and squeezed the cheek of my ass. Her hand sought out my asshole and she stuck a finger up my ass. That was when I exploded with one of the strongest orgasms of my life. I lay against the trunk of the tree while I recovered. I could feel the blood pulsing through my neck and my heart slowly returning to a normal rhythm. While I lay there I thought about sucking the pussy of this young girl. Even though I had never sucked a pussy before, I couldn't resist wanting to suck Anita's pussy. Anita knew what she wanted, and pulled me up, so that she could take my place leaning against the tree. She even pulled up her dress to remind me that she didn't have panties on. When I knelt before her, she placed her hands on top of my head to guide me to her sweet spot. When I started sucking her pussy, she draped one leg over my shoulder. When she started to have an orgasm she all but pulled my hair out by the roots. She was also moaning her approval. I eventually stood up, and allowed her to stand up too. We straightened up our dresses and made our way back to the playground. Even though it wasn't dark yet, it would soon be, so I couldn't allow her to walk home in the dark. I insisted on driving her home. Anita directed me to her home, and insisted on me parking in the driveway. She wouldn't get out of the car until I agreed to meet her mother and aunt. When we entered the house we were greeted by her family. She introduced me to her mother, Anna and her aunt, Brenda. They were both tall women, and natural dark blondes. They both added highlights of mutable shades of blonde. There was no doubt that the three of them were related. Both women greeted me with a hug and a peck on the cheek. Anna asked, "Where did you meet Anita?" I told her, "I had been reading a romance novel at the park, and enjoying watching the children amusing themselves playing, and your daughter approached me when the other children went home." Anna smiled a knowing smile, "You have to join us for dinner!" I tried to excuse myself, but she wouldn't hear of it. She insisted that her sister had prepared plenty for the four of us, and she smiled when she suggested that Anita and I wash up before dinner. There was no arguing with them, so Anita led me to a bathroom where we washed our hands and faces. When we joined her family in the dining room the table was set for four. While we ate the delicious meal Anna and Brenda asked me a lot of personal questions. I felt uneasy answering the questions. When I asked why they wanted to know so much about me, Anna said, "I know my daughter, and judging by the smell of her pussy on your face, so do you!" It was a good thing that the meal was over before making that statement, because I couldn't have eaten another bite. Brenda gathered up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher, while Anna led Anita and me back to the family room. I was about to panic because I figured that Anna was going to have me arrested for seducing her daughter. I just couldn't figure out why she bothered feeding me such a delicious meal. She insisted that I have a seat on the sofa, and she and Anita sat on either side of me. I felt like I was trapped. Anna was sitting so close that her thigh was touching mine. I was worried about what she was going to say. Anna said, "I'm so happy that you brought Anita home! It really is not safe for a young girl to walk home by herself from the park. My sister and I can't thank you enough!" Anita cuddled up against my other side, and surprised me by placing her hand right on my left tit. I almost panicked at the prospect that her mother would chase me out of their home, but she acted as if she didn't even notice what her daughter was doing. About that time Brenda joined us. Anita got up and allowed her aunt to sit next to me. She opted to sit on the glass topped coffee table in front of the sofa. It was a strange feeling to be sitting between these two women. I felt like the fly being welcomed by the spiders. Brenda placed her hand on my thigh and started rubbing my inner thigh. I tried to ignore what she was doing, so I turned to Anna and asked, "Anita told me that she learned about sex from you and her aunt. Is that true?" Anna smiled warmly, "It's true! Brenda and I grew up knowing that we were in love with each other and sought out other girls and women to broaden our experiences. I could tell you about all of the girls and women we enjoyed having sex with." Tell me about how Anita was conceived." I asked. Anna sat back and paused before telling her story. "The short version is that when Brenda and I decided we wanted a family, we didn't want to trust a sperm bank, because we couldn't be sure that our child would look like us, so we approached a good looking homosexual that looked like he could have been our brother with our desire to have a child. He was willing to help us any way he could." "We had selected him because we had done a lot of research on the subject of selecting the sex of a baby. He came from a family that had five sisters and he was the only male, so we figured that since the male determines the sex of the baby the likelihood that he carried the generic marks of his father. Rather than mess around with a fertility clinic we simply did it the old fashion way." I said, "It obviously worked!" Everyone chuckled. Brenda added, "We never hid our relationship from Anita. She started seducing her playmates at an early age. She quickly moved onto the older sisters of her friends. Anita, why don't you tell her about the first adult woman you seduced?" Anita was sitting so close that our knees were touching. She spread my legs and stroked my thighs while she told me her story. "A young couple with an infant baby moved here on our block. I made friends with her quickly. She was breastfeeding her baby, and often pulled out her tit to feed the baby. It made my pussy wet to see the wet spots on the front of her dress. I told her that my aunt and mother told me that I had been breastfed, but I don't remember it at all. Could I ask you if I could taste your milk?" "She blushed but when her baby drifted off to sleep she put her in a crib, when she returned she sat down next to me and pulled out the tit she had been feeding her daughter, and told me that the baby never empties her breasts, so she had to milk her tit. The fridge is full of baby bottles, which have to be disposed of before they spoiled. She lifted the tit and pulled my head over to suck on it." "I sucked on her big brown areoles and nipples until I got milk out of it. While I was sucking on the tit I pulled the other tit out of the milk stained dress. I switched tits after draining the first one." "I could tell she was getting turned on, so I slipped a hand under her dress and stroked her panties. She was hooked. I visited her every day after school to drink her milk from her tits, and suck her pussy." I was getting wet just listening to her story. Anna and Brenda opened the front of my dress and pulled both of my breasts out and started to massage them before they started sucking on my tits. I was stunned by their actions, but while I was recovering from the shock of two adult women sucking my tits right in front of their daughter, Anna reached down and pulled my dress up around my waist exposing my panties to Anita. Anita reached out and grabbed the crotch on my rayon panties and ripped them off of me. Anna announced, "From now on when you visit you don't need to bother putting on bras, panties or slips!" While her mother was telling me that, Anita knelt on the floor between my legs and placed her hands on the insides of my thighs and spread them wide open. The next thing I felt was her hot breath on my pussy. I couldn't believe it. A girl was eating my pussy and two adult women pawing and sucking on my tits. When I got over a strong orgasm they finished stripping my clothes off, and placed me on my back on the plush carpeted floor. One by one each of them sat on my face forcing me to eat their pussies and tongue fuck their assholes. They used my nose like a dildo. By the time they were satisfied I was exhausted, and happy to go home, but before I left I gave Anita my address and cell phone number, because I wanted to see her again.. I got a call the next afternoon from her asking me if I would like some company. Of course I was thrilled at the prospect of seeing her again. When I got home from work Anita and another young girl were sitting on my front porch. Anita introduced me to her young friend as Connie, apparently they were classmates and she was just as horny as Anita. It was a total thrill to have two beautiful pre- pubescent girls to have sex with. I could eat one's pussy while the other one was eating mine. I was hooked; there was an almost endless parade of young girl through my house. Anna introduced me to a woman that looked like the proverbial sweet looking little old grandmother. She was no more than five-feet one and a portly little old lady. It turned out that she was a social services representative. She was in charge of placing children in foster homes. When she learned that I had a strong fetish for young girls she got me in the foster program. When she found a young girl that was so active sexually that she couldn't place them in conservative homes, she brought them to me. In my home they were free to have sex with other girls and with me all they wanted. 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.