Date: Thu, 21 Feb 2013 15:50:38 -0800 (PST) From: Jan None Subject: Beach Volleyball Girl (lesbian/adult youth, oral, anal, g/fF) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and two 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. Beach Volleyball Girl By Jan My mother is a successful artist, which allows her and me to live a comfortable life in Laguna Beach, California. I grew up in this little artist community, any time I was not in school I spent on the beach. I became a big fan of 'Beach Volleyball.' If I wasn't playing ball I was in the water. All of the locals know me as Little Judy. We lived in a pre-war home that had been converted from a duplex into a two story single family home, not very far from the beach at the junction of the Pacific coast Highway and Highway 133, where I spent most of my free time. I virtually loved in a bikini year round. Rain or cold weather was the only time I covered my body. Most of the time I would have a bikini on under my school clothes, while at school. Even though I am of English and Dutch extraction I am able to tan easily. The sun bleaches my naturally light brown hair with blonde streaks. I spent so much time on the beach playing volleyball that I became a good player. As a young girl I was too short to spike the ball, so I polished my skills as a digger. By the time I was in the eighth grade I could always find a tall person, male or female, happy to team up with me for two man games. There is this nice looking female I liked to match up with because she was a tall gal. She was a Caucasian Mexican mix. Her name is Gina, and she is almost six-feet tall. She is capable of getting up high enough to spike the ball. She has enough Mexican blood in her that she has a naturally brown body, and the sun bleaches her hair with red highlights, otherwise she would have dark brown hair. Both of us wear baseball caps with our ponytail sticking through the hole in back, created by the adjustment strap in back. I guessed her age to be close to eighteen but it was hard to tell. She was old enough to drive, and she drove a little blue convertible BMW that was about 6 years old. When we became friends and teammates she even put a bicycle rack on the back, so that she could drive me home. After all it would be an uphill trip home. When she dropped me off one day, Mother came out and met Gina. Gina invited Mother and me to her home to have dinner with her and her mother. Mother readily accepted the offer and we agreed on a day and time before Gina drove off. Mother and I actually got dressed up for a change before she drove us up the canyon to the address Gina gave us. We knew by the address that they lived in a new neighborhood. Their home was less than ten years old. Like all of the homes in the area it perched on a hillside. Their home only had a view of Highway 133 below. As Mother parked the car, Gina and her mother came out to greet us. I would guess that her mother was about 45- years-old, and it was obvious that they were related. She was almost as tall as her daughter and her skin tone was the same. Her hair was nowhere near as sun bleached as Gina's. They both had a thick crop of hair with very little wave in it. Gina introduced us to her Mother. Her name is Maria. The striking difference between them is that her mother has a thicker body, larger head, and her breasts are enormous. (I learned later that she is a 38-G.) The two of them had prepared a delicious Mexican dinner that included langouste (lobster). The dinner conversation was pleasant. They showed a strong interest in my mother's art. When Mother told them which galleries displayed her paintings, their faces lit-up, because they recognized having seen Mom's paintings, and Maria commented on how much she liked Mother's seascapes. Suddenly she looked at me closely and said, "A lot of your nude studies are of Judy, aren't they?" Mother smiled, "I do use her as a model for a lot of them of course I do enhance her attributes, to make her older than she is!" Both of them looked at me as if they were trying to imagine what I looked like naked. (That shouldn't have been much of a stretch, because I rarely wore much more than a bikini.) It was such an enjoyable evening that the four of us became good friends. One evening Mother told me that her agent was setting a tour for her to visit galleries in a number of cities and to go on local television to get her face out there. She told me they would visit San Francisco, Chicago, New York City, Atlanta, Miami, Huston, and Dallas. She didn't want to leave me alone for that long. It was natural that we agreed that we would ask Maria and Gina if they would look after me while Mother was on tour. They were thrilled to look after me, and even drove mother up to the John Wayne Airport. When we got home Maria suggested that we share a bottle of wine to celebrate. Gina led me to a small couch that was hardly more than a loveseat. She sat down next to the left arm of the sofa and sat me to her right. She made sure that I was right against her right thigh. She asked, "Do you know how much I love you?" I didn't know what to say, so I simply kissed her. It came as a surprise to me when she placed her hand behind my head and pulled my head towards hers and kissed me right on the mouth. She was stroking my arm, which was sending chills up my arm. She was still kissing me passionately when her mother returned with three glasses and a bottle of red wine. I would have thought Gina would have interrupted the kiss when her mother returned, but she didn't. Maria sat down to my right, and sat the glasses on the coffee table and poured a generous amount of wine in all three glasses. She handed one to Gina, which required Gina to stop stoking my arm. She sat back but kept her right hand on the back of my head. Then she handed me a glass, and took the last glass for herself. We clinked our glasses, and Gina made a toast about how much she thought of me as another daughter. At first the wine tasted bitter but by the time I emptied the glass I liked the taste. Maria refilled my glass quickly. Before I could take a sip, Maria leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. She had a mouth full of wine and while she kissed me she opened our mouths and spit the wine into my mouth. I found the gesture very erotic for some reason. It was flattering and frightening to be wedged between to lovely adult women that were actually working hard to seduce me. There was a point when I thought I could have put a stop to their activity, but that time came and passed. When Gina finished her drink she placed it on the table and returned to stroking my arm, only this time her fingers rushed my little budding tit. That was like an electrical shock, and I only flinched, but made no effort to stop her. Just the same I thought it was strange that she was so bold in front of her mother, and her mother not objecting to her daughter's behavior. Just the opposite, she took hold of my left wrist and pulled it across my body and placed my hand on her huge breast. At first I resisted feeling her tit, but when I squeezed it I could tell that she didn't have a bra on under her low scooping blouse. When I continued squeezing her tit, Maria let go of my wrist and used that hand to pull her blouse down under both of her tits, freeing them for my admiration. I had never seen breasts that size before, let alone feel one. Her breasts were very soft under my hand. Her areolas were a smoky dark brown color and her nipples were large too. She responded with a moan when I flicked her nipple. She placed her hand on the back of my neck and grasped my ponytail and pulled my head down against her breast. There was nothing to do, but open my mouth and start sucking on her nipple. While I was doing hat Gina placed her hand on my inner thigh. I felt the muscles in my thigh ripple as her fingers moved up my inner thigh. By the time her fingers reached my crotch my thin little pantie briefs were moist. She rubbed my crotch forcing the material deep between my labia major. With every stroke she was stimulating my clit. It was driving me to distraction. Maria was doing her best to reach around my body while I was sucking on her tit, to remove my blouse. Gina was starting to fumble with my skirt. When they managed to get them off all I had on was my best little scanty panties. Gina went to her knees between my legs as she pulled my panties out from under me. When she discarded them she spread my labia with her fingers before she buried her face in my pussy. I was struck by the decadence of it all. I was sucking on the tits of the mother while the daughter was eating my pussy. I was old enough to have pubic hair, but because of the bikini and sand on the beach I kept my pussy shaved clean, something that Gina obviously approved of. I had a couple of orgasms before they agreed to take the party into Maria's bedroom. I lied on the bed watching mother and daughter removing their clothes. Maria is almost as tall as her daughter but her body was fuller, as result of age and a full life. Just the same her breasts seemed out of place on her body. She has full mature hips, and a womanly growth of straight dark pubic hair. Gina was a younger version of Maria Gina is still physically fit because of the hours she spends on the volleyball courts. She has nice breasts are full 36-C's that sit proudly on her chest with nipples looking like accusing fingers. Her waist is narrow, flaring out into womanly hips supported by strong legs. I'm sure she shaves her pubic hair into a narrow landing strip for the same reasons I shave mine completely. When they mounted the bed Maria assumed the queenly position at the head of the bed. I lied on my back so that she could sit on my face. I was thrilled to find out what a woman's pussy tastes like. Gina set about sucking my pussy again. She was doing something to my cunt with her mouth that felt so damned good. I was not sure what she was doing until I felt her stick something up my ass. She was finger fucking my ass while she was sucking on my clit. The two of us didn't get in a lot of beach time during Mother's absence. By the time she got home I was a confirmed lesbian, and absolutely in love with Gina and her mother. It didn't take long before Mother sat me down one night and asked me how far my relationship had gone with Gina. I confessed that I was in love with her. I feared that mother wouldn't understand, but she accepted my relationship with Gina. She didn't object to me sleeping over with Gina as long as I kept up my grades. She didn't object to Gina and I kissing, or even Gina's habit of feeling my ass. We just didn't tell her that the three of us, Maria, Gina and I slept in the same bed, when I was at their house. As I matured I grew taller and by my sophomore year of high school I was tall enough to spike the ball. My abilities guaranteed my choice of universities. I also became very adept at spotting other girls and women that preferred sex with women. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.