Date: Fri, 5 Jul 2013 20:23:22 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Smelling Pussy (lesbia/adult youth, oral, g/f, g/FFF) Warning: 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. Smelling Pussy By Jan I grew up in a pretty normal family with two older brothers. I was basically an accident, because I was not a planned child. They even named me Omega. The youngest child in the family was ten when I was born. As a result my brothers were practically strangers to me. The two of them were protective of me, but didn't understand me. My parents were both professionals. Dad was a division head of the operation department of the local water district, while Mom was a tenured college professor. Dad was constantly being called out to solve emergency problems. Mom not only taught classes, she also had to arbitrate personnel problems when staff members were accused of unfair grading, inappropriate behavior or evaluating the course schedule for future semesters. As a result both of them were rarely home to look after the care and nurturing of a growing girl. They hired a woman to look after me, but at other times they also hired a teenager to babysit for me on those evenings they were busy doing whatever their jobs required. The woman that normally looked after me was a woman almost old enough to be my grandmother, named Martha. She was a nice enough portly woman. She had gray hair. She wore a size 14 dress. Her breasts were so big I don't think she was even able to find a correctly fitting bra. Her bulbous butt was so large that that it hiked up the back of her dress so much that even though the front covered her knees, the back allowed everyone to see the backs of her legs above her knee high nylons. The one thing I always noticed about her was that I often could smell a pungent odor that was very musky. I assumed she hadn't bathed before coming over to look after me. I didn't know that women had a monthly flow. On many occasions my mother called upon a teenaged girl to look after me when Martha couldn't stay after normal working hours. Her name was Janice, and she was about 15 or 16-years-old. I thought she was a very attractive girl. I was too young to understand that she bleached her hair. I actually thought that her brown roots were natural. As far as I was concerned she had a figure equal to any movie star, but I was too young to know better. I didn't understand that she wanted me to get to sleep as quickly as possible so that she could talk to her girlfriends on the phone half of the evening. She had her own special way of seeing to it that I went to bed early. She would send me off to take a bath, and get ready for bed. When I would emerge in the living room with my thin nightgown clinging to my damp body, she would have me sit on her lap, so that she could rub my crotch. It felt good the way she stroked my little pee- pee. She also allowed me to feel her tits. She would even take out her tits and feed me one of her nipples, so I could suck on it until I was tired. She would carry me off to my bed. She would be on the phone shortly after closing my bedroom door. I would be asleep in minutes. That was the common way she prepared me for bed for several years. As a result of her stimulation I had my first orgasm a couple of years before most young girls I was to learn. The first time I had an orgasm it was so obvious that she couldn't help being aware of it. Janice got excited, and asked me to play with her pussy. She removed her panties and pulled up her skirt to give me easy access to her pussy. I found that her pubic hair was a dark brown, and the smell reminded me of the odor I smelled when Martha would walk past me. The smell excited me so much that my pussy itched. I didn't need any encouragement from her to reach out and touch her pussy. When my fingers sank into the folds of her labia I found that little bulb of her clitoris. I found it to feel slippery with soft skin covering a stiff core. The more I played with it the raspier her breathing became. She was obviously enjoying what I was doing to her. I played with it long enough that my arm was getting tired, and then she grabbed my wrist and pushed my hand down driving my fingers deep into her own pussy. It was like my fingers were being engulfed in a warm moist bumpy tunnel. She was able to clinch the opening around my fingers, trapping my fingers in her clinging opening. She even demonstrated how she wanted me to finger fuck her pussy, as she called it. Shortly after I started finger fucking her as she'd instructed me to do she grabbed my wrist and held it still. That was when she started saying all kinds of dirty things. It frightened me, because I thought I had hurt her with my fingers. When I tried to pull my fingers out of her cunt she wouldn't let me. She even pulled my head towards her face with her other hand, and kissed me on the mouth very hard. The pussy massages became a regular form of entertainment after that. I enjoyed the sex as much as she did. When I went to bed afterwards I could smell her pussy all over my hand. I would even use my other hand to play with my pussy until I would have several orgasms, and would drift off to sleep with my hand still playing with my pussy. One evening while I was playing with her pussy she placed her hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head down to her pussy. This time I not only got a nose full of the smell of her pussy, I got a mouth full of dark brown pubic hair. She told me to lick her pussy. At first I thought that was going to be nasty, but I found that I was just as excited as she was. The way she acted when she came was unbelievable. We rested for a short time before Janice rolled over on top of me, and went down on my little pussy. She was driving me wild with her tongue. I wrapped my legs around her head and locked my ankles. When I had a very strong orgasm she tried to sit up, but my legs were locked around her head. She virtually lifted my body up off of the bed. I didn't want to let go of her head. Suddenly Janice stuck a finger up my ass. The shock of her invading my asshole caused me to unlock my ankles and let go of her head. She still had a finger up my ass when I fell back down on the bed. I couldn't imagine that she would do anything like that to me, but it did spark another orgasm. We lay there on the bed resting for a while. It took some time before we felt like talking. We discussed what had happened, and she asked me if I had truly enjoyed what we had done. Of course I was thrilled with everything she had taught me. I took that opportunity to show her how much I had learned by going down on her and eating her pussy while sticking my first two fingers up her ass. Oral sex became our favorite pastime. One afternoon while Martha was looking after me as usual, I was sitting at the breakfast table doing my homework, when she happened to walk past me, and I smelled the familiar odor of pussy. I suddenly wondered if Martha was also interested in sex, and wondered if she would be interested in having sex with me. The problem was how I was going to find out. After all I couldn't simply ask her if she liked to suck pussy. I mulled over all manner of ways to find out if she would have sex with me. Every time I came up with an idea I rejected all of them as being stupid. One afternoon I was particularly horny, and couldn't wait for the next time, Mom would be staying late at the college during undergraduate office hours. I had what I thought was an unknown hiding place where I could have enough privacy to finger fuck my pussy long enough to cum. I thought I was being very secretive as I slipped downstairs to the basement and into the room where the forced air heater and air conditioner was located. There were only a couple of old forgotten boxes down there that contained nothing of value to either my mother or father. I was able to find an old wool jacket in one box that I could fold up and sit on while leaning against the wall. I reached under my skirt and pulled my panties down to my knees before assuming my seat on the box. I started playing with my pussy before really stimulating my clitoris. I closed my eyes while picturing Janice's pussy, while I played with myself. I was also wondering what Martha's pussy would look like. I felt a little cooling change in the air temperature. When I opened my eyes Martha was standing next to the air conditioner looking at me. There was no use in trying to hide what I was doing, but I instinctively tried to cover up my pussy, but my panties were still down around my knees. I sheepishly begged her not to tall my parents! She simply told me to pull my panties up and get out of the basement. I stood up and pulled my panties up without worrying about wrinkles in my panties or my skirt as I rushed past her to return upstairs. Martha followed me up the stairs, and stopped me at the head of the stairs. She pulled me into the family room where she sat down on the recliner part of the u-shaped sectional facing the large screen LED television. She pulled me down on the cushion next to her. She said, "We need to talk about what I just caught you doing! Who taught you to masturbate?" I wasn't about to tell her that Janice had taught me about sex years ago, so I simply said, "An older girl at school had taught me about sex." Martha wrapped her arm around my shoulders as she asked, "Did you friends have tits as big as these?" She used her other hand to heft one of her monstrous tits. I asked, "How big are they?" Martha smiled proudly as she held one of them up close to my face, "These babies are Nature's curse to me, size G. These are so big that it costs me 150 dollars to buy a new one. That's why I rarely wear one. The weight of them makes my back ache all of the time! If it wasn't for the fact that my friends like to play with them, I would have breast reduction surgery." I watched in fascination as she unbuttoned the front of her simple print dress. She removed one sleeve at a time. She also had on a full white slip. She pulled the straps off her shoulders one at a time. She was naked to the waist. I had always wondered what her breasts looked like, and now I was looking at them in the flesh. I had seen the bulges of her nipples through her dress and knew that they were large, but I had never suspected how big her areolas were. When I placed my hand on her breast the heel of my hand was on the edge of the areola and my fingertips just reached the other edge of the areola. The nipple under the palm of my hand was as big as the first knuckle of my thumb. Her breast was so soft that it felt like a warm pillow in my hand. I squeezed her breast until she was moaning before I took one of those big nipples into my mouth and sucked on it so hard you would think I was going to get milk from it. While I was concentrating on her tit, Martha was feeling my butt. She managed to hike up the back of my skirt and stuff her hand down the back of my panties. She tickled my asshole on her way to grasping my vulva. She managed to stimulate my clit with her thumb while she found out I was not a virgin with her fingers. It is hard to say which of us was enjoying the sex the most. She was moaning as I sucked on her tit, and I was moaning against her tit with her fingers probing my cunt. When she was ready she stood up. I panicked because I thought I had don't something wrong, but she had stood up just to remove her dress, slip, and baggy panties. A woman like her has very little lap and her thighs are so thick that her vulva was nothing more than a thinly veiled triangle of sparsely placed dark pubic hairs, and the aroma was familiar and even stronger. Her actions were obviously an invitation. I couldn't resist the offer. I bent over and put my face right in the middle of her pussy. She lifted her leg farthest from me and bent it at the knee so that she could spread her legs a little so that I had access to her cunt. I did everything I had learned from Janice. I must have done it right, Martha was singing my praises. I even moved around to kneel between her legs to admire her pussy even better. It was good that I was too young for makeup, because it would have been smeared all over my face. Having pleased her she positioned me on my back on the sectional and hovered over me like she was putting me to bed, but that was not what was on her mind. She managed to get my entire small breast into her mouth. She sucked on my tit, until I was having a hard time breathing. I was making little animal sounds under my breath. When she finished sucking on the other tit she used her tongue to draw a wet trail down the middle of my skinny body until she found the apex of my legs, but it was what separated them that interested her. I was so proud that I had started growing pubic hair. The way she was licking it, you would think she was trying to lick my hair off. The best thing was she had my clit tingling to a rumba tune with her tongue. When I came, every fiber of my body responded. The rest of the afternoon was spent in a very satisfying clinch. I learned so much from her that afternoon. We both cleaned up and were doing innocent tasks such as her cleaning the house and me doing homework when Mom arrived. I became very proficient at spotting other girls and women that had an eye for other girls. When I would see a girl at school looking longingly at the breasts or butt of another girl or woman, I would approach them. Some would reject the accusation that they were attracted to females, but would eventually inquire how I knew their secret desires. I soon had a small following of girls all eager to eat pussy. I turned my eye towards women. The first woman I spotted was one of the female school bus drivers. She didn't drive the bus on my route, but one day she drove the bus taking a group of students on a field trip. I spotted the way she was looking at the asses of the girls as they exited the bus. I excused myself from the field trip with an imagined illness to return to the bus. I sat in a seat where I knew the driver could see me in the mirror over the windshield. I deliberately sat there with my legs open, exposing the fact that I had no panties on. I sat there rubbing my pussy. I could see her eyes in the mirror. She didn't reproach me at all, instead she got out of her seat and came back to stand in front of me. The door was closed, so no one standing on the ground could see anyone lying on the center aisle. I assumed a reclining position on the floor of the bus. The driver mounted me like a man. She kissed me while rubbing her crotch against my naked cunt. She eventually moved down so that she could lick my pussy. She turned out to be a very good pussy eater. When she finished bringing me to an orgasm we straightened up our clothes. I swiftly sat in the back of the bus by the time the time the teacher brought the students back to the bus. She even commented about how flushed I looked, and advised me to see a doctor when we got home. On the trip back to school I wrote down my cell phone number, and slipped it into the hand of the driver. I was about half way home when my phone started chiming. I stopped walking long enough to pull out my phone. The driver wanted to see me again. I knew my parents would not be home until much later, so I suggested that she meet me at my home. I told Martha about the house guest that was coming for a visit. She was excited about the prospect of having another woman to share me with. When the doorbell rang the driver was surprised when Martha answered the door. She didn't know what to say. Martha took charge and assured her that Omega was expecting me! She led her to my bedroom. The driver had not even changed clothes. She was wearing a flannel shirt, blue jeans, and gum soled high top work boots. Her dirty blonde hair was cropped short as a man's. She was almost as heavy set as Martha. I was lying on my bed with only a thin see- through dressing gown on. I wanted her to be able to see me in all my naked glory. It was obvious that she was inhibited by the presence of Martha, but Martha stood behind her, and reached around her body and started unbuttoning the shirt. She had a ribbed tank top undershirt on under the flannel. She didn't offer any resistance to having another woman removing her clothes. The jeans were unbuttoned and pulled down. She had on men's boxer shorts. Dark brown pubic hairs were sticking through the open fly. When she lifted her arms to allow Martha to remove the undershirt I saw that her underarms were hairy. Martha knelt down to remove the boots and socks, before the jeans were removed. That left only the stripped boxer shorts to remove. When Martha pulled them down, I could smell her pussy from my bed. She approached the bed and got on it with me. She wanted to suck my pussy again. While she was doing that Martha got undressed. When Martha was naked she got on the bed with us. She encouraged the driver to sit on my face. She walked up my body on her knees until her hairy pussy was right over my face. As she lowered her cunt to my mouth, Martha started eating my pussy. I was the happiest girl in the world. I ate both pussies and they not only ate mine that also tongue fucked my asshole. I even managed to have a date with the driver, so that she could take me to a lesbian nightclub. I could go with her because it was a restaurant. Minors can enter any adult establishment that serves food. I was a big hit among the dykes and got to meet a lot of women hungry for young meat. By the time my parents found out I was a lesbian they had to accept the fact that I was not going to give them any grandchildren. 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.