Date: Fri, 05 Sep 2003 09:40:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Annie's German Trip 3 (adult youth f/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between girls and women.  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read
it.

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                        Annie's German Trip
                         The Teachers Aid
                               By
                              Jan


	When Annie was in her forth year of high school she was
taking history.  She was in the classroom of possibly the worlds
most boring teacher in the world.  As it happed he had one of
the most intelligent and witty women that Annie ever met
working as his teacher's aide

	The history class was just before lunch break so Carol
(the aide) and Annie started having lunch together in the lunch
patio area.  Before long they were going off campus to eat.
Annie found out that Carol had a daughter named Linda who
was four years older than she was.  The mother and daughter
were estranged because the girl was a drug attic.  She was
living in Montreal and she managed to have a baby during one
of her brief clean stints while she was shacked up with a bum.


	During these lunch breaks Carol also shared her sexual
philosophy.  Carol had a fascinating way of combining her busy
sexual life within a spiritual framework.  Annie soon found that
she was attracted to the woman because of her opened minded
conversation as much as her good looks.

	Carol was a rather large, heavily built, forty-two-year old
woman.  Her hair was like a symbol of her Irish heritage
because of its a reddish-orange color.  She had it cut in a style
that was brushed up and out of the way of her neck.  Her jade
green eyes sparkled as she smiled warmly at her student.  Over
the months they had many long talks.

	Carol told Annie about "The Goddess Within" and "The
Sacred Whore" concepts.  Carol was a "New Age" believer
who helped her see how her love of sex was supported and
encouraged by the Universe.  (Carol didn't use the word "God"
since it perpetuated the myth of male supremacy) Carol helped
her as she worked through her guilt of having had those sexual
encounters with her aunt, cousin and sister.  Annie began to
replace the image of herself as a sinner with herself as a seeker
of spiritual enlightenment.  Carol encouraged Annie to talk to
her day or night, whenever she was struggling with her
sexuality.

	Eventually Carol invited Annie to her apartment where
she held a "wombmyn's" group that celebrated the spiritual in
female sexuality.  There were about thirty members who ranged
in age from 17 to 70!  The women were very candid about their
past and present sexual lives.  They discussed for hours the
spiritual ramifications of the encounters in there past.  Carol
was not the only one to embrace such a lifestyle.

	The group Carol hosted was fluid because some women
lived in other areas and only dropped by when they were in
town.  At any one meeting, there would be from 25 to 30
women present.  They would talk about their sexuality and
some would leave together to enjoy the company of one or two
of the guests.

	The attraction between Carol and Annie was building but
neither of them wanted to spoil the friendship!  (This despite all
of the frank talk between them!)  Annie had to comfort herself
by masturbating as she thought of her friend and teacher.  The
last year in high school went very quickly and before Annie
knew it she had graduated!  Carol and Annie saw as much of
each as possible even after she graduated.  Annie went to her
group every week and Carol and Annie had lunch or dinner
often.

	After Dorothy left Halifax, NS with her husband Carol
had been trying to console Annie over her sadness at loosing
her sister to that ignorant prick (perhaps forever?)  It all came to
a head one evening after a particularly nasty phone call in
which Dorothy called Annie a "perverted slut" for the sexual
pleasure that they had shared.  Annie ran to Carol's house in
tears.  It was very late at night and Carol, was alone.  She
awoke and answered the door in a big fluffy pink terry cloth
robe.  Annie was a mess in her T-shirt and jeans with her runny
nose and her tear stained cheeks.  Carol welcomed her in and
fixed her some hot chocolate.

	After Annie had drank the hot chocolate Carol laid Annie
across her couch with her head on her lap.  That helped a lot to
make Annie feel warm and loved.  While Annie sobbed and felt
the softness of Carol's robe on her cheek, Carol stroked the
girl's hair and whispered comforting words in her ear.  Carol
told Annie that not many would understand the strong desires
she had but that she should enjoy her sexuality and ignore those
narrow-minded people who tormented her.

	Annie was so grateful for her tenderness that she
managed to stop crying and looked up Carol's smiling face.
Her expression changed into what Annie I could only describe
as lust.  Annie wanted it to happen.  Annie wanted to feel her
lips kissing hers.  Carol lowered her head and kissed Annie
tenderly.  She licked away Annie's tears until Annie's hands
moved Carol's lips back to her on lips.  They kissed more
deeply and passionately this time.  Months of sexual tension
between them had finally burst.  Annie put her hands around
Carol's neck and pulled herself up as Carol sat upright.  Their
arms were entwined as their tongues sucked and licked each
other.  Carol's hands moved from Annie's face to her neck to
her breasts.  Annie tried to feel her through the thick material of
her bathrobe.  In frustration, she slipped a hand through the
front and found Carol's hot skin beneath.

	Carol slowly moved Annie to the side and stood up.  She
untied the sash of her bathrobe and let her robe hang free.
Annie could see the material draped over her large breasts,
framing her cleavage.  She could see the pure white skin of her
stomach and inner thighs.  She could see the flame of her curly
bush in its reddish-orange hairiness.  Annie stood up in front of
Carol and ran her hands along the exposed skin of her chest and
stomach.  She sucked in a breath air quickly, as she moved her
hands inside Carol's bathrobe and past her shoulders.  The robe
moved over her shoulders and fell to the floor in a puddle of
heavy pink cloth.  With Carol now completely nude, Annie
drank in the sight before her eyes.  She longed to lick and touch
each part of her body, but Carol took her hand and led the way
up the stairs to her bedroom.

	Carol kissed Annie deeply as she pulled the T-shirt from
the tight waistband of her jeans.  Carol softly rubbed her
shoulders and back as her hands moved to the clasp of Annie's
bra.  Undoing the clasp and drawing the material from her
breasts, Carol could feel Annie's nipples respond to the sudden
cool air of nudity.

	Carol ended their kiss and moved her head to lick and
gently pull on Annie's nipples with her lips and tongue as her
hands cupped the small breasts.  Her hands then descended to
Annie's jeans.  She stroked Annie's bottom and rubbed her
pussy through the tight Lycra-blend material until Annie
brought her hands from caressing her back to the button of the
jeans.  Carol gently removed Annie's hands and unbuttoned the
jeans.  As she pulled the zipper down, Annie could feel the tight
material pull itself away from the front of her exposed crotch.
Carol moved to her knees in front of Annie and smoothly pulled
the jeans down the legs.  Annie stood before her in only her
sodden white cotton panties.  Carol brought her face level to the
wettest spot of her crotch.  Annie could feel how wet she was.
She could feel Carol's breath on the wet cotton of her panties.

	Carol was looking up at Annie's face; She gave her a
look that expressed her desire to remove this last barrier.  This
pause was to confirm the action that was about to take place.
That Carol wanted her as much as Annie wanted her.  As a way
of showing her desire Annie put her hands on the waistband and
started to pull her panties down over her hips.  Carol took the
panties and pulled them from Annie's fingers.  With her naked
cunt exposed, Carol slowly stood and embraced Annie.  Annie
reveled in the feel of their skin touching.  Boundaries no loner
separated them.

	They ended the embrace and moved to the bed.  Annie
lay on her back as Carol tenderly kissed her way down Annie's
body.  The seasoned lesbian purposely avoided Annie's pussy
as she licked her inner thighs.  It was as frustrating, as it was
maddening, but Annie knew she wanted to tease her.  She
wanted Annie to squirm in her horniness.  To make Annie
orgasm more explosive when her hot wet tongue slip in
between her legs to her molten core.

	Carol sucked each toe as if they were each an over-sized,
throbbing clit.  Annie moved her hands from her erect nipples
to her erect clit.  Carol saw this immediately and swatted her
hands and held her wrists close to her side.  She smiled at
Annie's unhappy face and kissed her way up Annie's legs.

	She licked at the smooth hairless skin of each of her
labia.  Carol was stretching Annie's opening just enough so that
Annie could feel her warm breath in her.  Her licking tongue
became stiffer and closer to her aching clit.  Soon she enclosed
her lips around the fleshy hood and sucked.  Annie closed her
eyes in pure pleasure.  As much as Annie wanted to see the
head of reddish-orange hair licking at her hairless cunt, she
could not.  The woman's tongue grew more insistent.  Setting
up a rhythm and a depth from which Annie could not escape.
Her slim fingers found her wetness and started a cadence of
their own.  Another, then another joined one of Carol's fingers.
Annie's pussy was soon full of thrusting, wiggling digits.  The
wet slapping sound as Carol thrust them in and out echoed in
the room.

	Annie's moans drowning out the sound of Carol's hungry
slurping, sucking mouth.  She read Annie's body as if it were
her own.  A little faster when Annie's passion ebbed slightly, a
little slower when Annie was close to her climax.  Carol held
her orgasm hostage.  Teasing Annie until she had built up
enough energy to express itself.  Suddenly Annie stopped
breathing.  She began climaxing and climaxing again.  Her
body no longer belonged to her.  Her cunt became the center of
her universe.  It became a mass of shuddering skin and
clenching muscles as she abandoned herself to wave after
euphoric wave of orgasmic bliss.  Annie felt a complete release
of not only repressed anger at her sister but also of her
repressed love for Carol.

	As Annie caught her breath, Carol moved next to her and
held her face against one of her breasts.  She pulled a blanket
over them and kissed Annie as she recovered.

	They lay like that for a few minutes.  Annie looked up at
Carol loving eyes and kissed her.  They moved their bodies so
that Carol lay on her back and Annie's thigh lay between her
legs.  As their kissing became more intense Annie tightened her
buttocks muscles and rode Carol's thigh while her own thigh
rubbed hard on Carol's crotch.  Carol held one of Annie's ass
cheeks in each hand as she guided her to the speed and friction
that would lead them both to orgasm.

	That night was filled with many revelations about sex,
their relationship and their future.  Annie told Carol that night
that she loved her.  She did not know what to do with her life
but she wanted to be with her.  They fell asleep in each other's
arms.

	Even before meeting Carol, Annie knew that she could
no longer live with the repressive condition she found under her
parent's roof.  She had been saving up money and looking for
jobs so she could move out as soon as possible after graduation!

	Meanwhile Carol had decided she had to leave the hectic
pace of the big city and move to somewhere quieter and more in
touch with nature.  Carol had already been approved for a
teacher's aide position on Vancouver Island.  She would be
required to travel wherever she was needed on the Island.  After
their first lovemaking Carol and Annie spent their weekends
looking for a place that was centrally located on Vancouver
Island.  They soon found a nice affordable apartment on the
outskirts of a small town. The summer after Annie graduated
they moved to the island together and began a loving
relationship that lasted a year.

	Carol and Annie broke up when her daughter Linda came
back into her life.  Linda was now sober and holding down a
job. Carol wanted to re-establish her relationship with Linda
and help looking after her baby.  Annie found herself unable to
cope with sharing Carol with anyone, so she reluctantly moved
back to Vancouver.

	Alone once more in the big city Annie set out to find a
like minded female with whom she could express her need to be
loved and to love in return.


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