Date: Thu, 23 May 2013 14:01:00 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Jenifer Loves Women, (lesbian, adult youth, incest, oral, g/g, g/F, g/g..., g/F) Warning: Oral, g/g, g/F, g/g..., 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: 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. Jenifer loves Women By Jan I was lucky enough to have received a pretty good sexual education in school. Our teachers had given us a pretty good understanding of the mechanics in our home economics class. I was a twelve-year-old, sixth grader when my Mom sat me down to discuss her divorce from my father. She explained to me that she didn't want to upset me, but she wanted to see other women. She had decided to be completely open with me about her relationship with her girlfriend. It was a completely new concept to me. I had witnessed my mother's close relationship with women growing up, but had never suspected that she was having a sexual relationship. They had always been very discreet about their actions. As a girl growing up I had a few crushes on my own girlfriends, teachers, and even the mothers of some friends. My mother was a particularly comely woman to me. She was five-foot six, blonde. She always kept her pubic bush closely cropped most of the time, but during summer she shaved it completely. Mother openly discussing her relationships with women friends empowered me to think about my own desires. Mom felt it was necessary to explain about the noises coming from her bedroom over the past couple of nights. I had assumed her friend Amber had just been comforting Mother over the divorce, and had just assumed the noises were the result of the expression of emotional feelings. Mother was struggling with the ability to express herself as she tried to explain to me about the way Amber and she were comforting each other digitally and orally. She was mostly concerned about making me understand that it was appropriate for us to discuss these matters among ourselves, but not to discuss them outside of our home. She wanted me to be comfortable about her showing her feelings towards Amber around the house. Over the following days they became bolder about touching and kissing each other in front of me. It was not uncommon to see them embracing and kissing each other very passionately, and occasionally grasping each other's breasts. Just watching their behavior soon had me masturbating while in bed. My fantasies during these occasions were about girls and women I found attractive. My mouth watered at the thought of eating a pussy. I had always secretly enjoyed looking at the bodies of women in places like the changing rooms at the beach or the shower rooms at the physical education rooms at school. I was on the school's swimming team. I envied their pussies and breasts. It was even better when I got to see the pussies of adult women. My earliest memory of seeing my mother's pussy was while I was sitting on her bed while she was changing for bed. I had felt a little guilty about my desires back then, but now that my mother had told me about her and Amber I felt free to think about such things. The hardest thing for me was not being able to identify other girls that felt the same as me. My best friend for years was named Sarah, but I had never revealed my desires to her. I couldn't stand the embarrassment of rejection or the thought of her telling everyone that I was a lesbian. As far as I knew I was the only lesbian at school. The swimming coach, Ms. Williams was about thirty years old, and she had been coaching for about seven years. She had been a standout swimmer at the state college and was not shy about talking about the drinking parties she had participated in at college. I was only slightly concerned about telling her about my true feeling about girls. When I told her about my sexual desires for other girls, Ms. Williams assured me that I was not the only one on the swim team. She informed me that there were six other girls on the team. The news was over whelming. The biggest shock was the knowledge that my best friend Sarah was a lesbian. The first thing I did was to invite Sarah over for a sleepover. Mother and Amber were spending the night together in Mom's room. I was having fantasies all night about them coming in to join us; of course they didn't do such a thing. Just the same I did everything I could to ensure Mom and Amber would hear what I was doing to Sarah. At first there was a lot of kissing, feeling of small breasts, and sucking of tits, before I got down to eating Sarah's pussy. I did my damnedest to make her moan and cry out loud enough for Mom and Amber to hear. The next morning Sarah could hardly look Mother or Amber in the eyes. Nothing was said about the pervious evening's activities. Sarah went home, and everything returned to normal, except I had actually tasted my first pussy and was truly in love with Sarah. Mom approached me that Saturday afternoon about sex. Mother explained to me that as much as she loved Amber she still liked to date other women occasionally. I wondered why she was telling me this. I knew that she partied with other women without Amber sometimes. She told me that it would be a good education for me to spend some time with Amber while she partied with other women. The idea of visiting Amber was appealing to me. Amber is a very attractive woman to me, sure she wears thick horn rimmed glasses on a narrow face, but she did have a body that I envied. The prospect of spending a night with Amber while Mom partied with other women friends did appeal to me. Mom made a call to arrange for me to spend the night with Amber, and delivered me to her home, so that she could welcome the company of another friend. Knowing that I was about to get better acquainted with my mother's girlfriend. I packed up an overnight bag before Mother drove me over to Amber's home. After the embraces were over, Mother had left to prepare for her date. Amber and I started getting better acquainted. I had no idea that Amber had such a strong sexual desire for young girls like me. I don't even think Mother knew about how strongly Amber desired young girls. Mom just thought her friend was going to entertain me while she satisfied her own sexual desire for an occasional liaison with another woman. She liked to have sex with women of different physical types, colors or races. Amber on the other hand had a preference for young girls. To start the evening's entertainment Amber asked me if I had ever seen any pictures or videos of lesbian sex before. Of course I had never seen such things. Hell, I had only had sex with Sarah that one time. Amber suggested that I might like to see some of her collection while we got ready for an evening of fun. While I sat on her living room couch looking at some photographs on her computer, Amber busied herself preparing a cocktail shaker of drinks to relax me. The computer had file folders titled with categories like; interracial, black, Mexican, Oriental, girls on girls, and women and girls. I couldn't resist opening each folder and looking at a picture or two. There was just something so erotic for me to look at a voluptuous Mexican woman grinding her dark haired pussy into the mouth of a white woman. When I opened the file, girl on girls, I was fascinated to see girls a lot younger than me sucking each other's pussies. I was studying some pictures of adult women sucking young girl's pussies when Amber returned carrying a tray with the container and two glasses. I felt like a grownup, being offered a drink in a long stemmed glass. It was very sweet tasting and only left a slight sting in my nose after swallowing the first sip. Amber commented on the photograph on the screen. She informed me, "I know both the woman and the girl. The girl is such a sweet little tart. She loves all manner of sex with older women. We flipped through a few more pictures while we drank a few glasses of those delicious minty cocktails. About that time she turned on the widescreen television and brought up a DVD it was virtually a little homemade story. There was a young girl getting out of school with all of the excitement of a bunch of school children being set loose on the world. Everything about the girl cried out the excitement of a fifth grader. She ran across the grass covered front of the school, and jumped into the passenger side of a waiting car. The camera had an interesting view from overhead as the girl knelt on the seat, kissed the women and shoved her right hand under her dress as the woman pulled away from the curb. The view out of the window reflected a city changing to residential community. The car pulled into a narrow driveway and parked. The woman and girl made their way into the residence. Behind closed doors they embraced each other, as the girl felt the breasts of the mature woman. There followed the most lavish oral sex I had ever seen between a woman and girl. I can't describe how exciting it was to watch a girl stuffing her face into the wet pussy of the adult woman and the woman lavishing such praise on the crouch of the immature girl. Just watching the sex on the monitor was enough to make my own pussy wet and tingly. My eyes were transfixed on the action, but I didn't miss a moment of what Amber was doing. She was undressing me from the top down. When I was totally naked and cuddled up next to her, she started probing my wet pussy. I eventually had to take my eyes off of the screen as she presented a 38-C breast for me to suckle on. It was thrilling to suck on a woman's nipple like I was a baby. In her good time she led me to her bedroom, and sat upon her bed with legs spread, knees bent. I mounted the bed between her legs. For the first time in my life, I smelled the musky odor of a mature woman's cunt. The stubble of pubic hair that had not been shaved in days chaffed my cheeks. The juices coating the lining of her pussy were almost tasteless but the slimy mucus made my throat feel raw. By the time sleep overcame me I was convinced that I was in love with the pussy of women. The evening eventually turned to dawn. Amber delivered me home in plenty of time for me to get cleaned up for school. The next day at swim practice Ms. Williams talked to me about setting up a little tea party one afternoon for me to really meet my fellow swimmers that were into pussy. I had never been to such a party before! Each of us was given the address of a private residence. The home had a classic swimming pool with a privacy wall insuring that no one would be able to see the goings on in the back yard. Sarah and I hugged and kissed as we explained to each other that we had always feared disclosing our desires for fear of rejection and or publicly ridicule for being sexual deviants. We also discussed with the other girls about how they had learned about their sexual preference for girls. We had nude swimming matches against each other. The afternoon was a great success. As much fun as I was having watching the other girls making love to each other, I made sure Sarah knew that I had eyes only for her. As it turned out I never had sex with Ms. Williams. It didn't bother me allowing her to watch our sexual activity. She apparently had a strong sexual attraction for one senior that was a tall slender blonde, named Judy. Sarah and I remained lovers during our high school years. When I got home that night Mother was full of questions about my evening with Amber and the swimming party. We bathed together in her tub before retiring to her bed to let me give my account of the past couple of days. I lay between her legs like a supplicant student smelling the aroma of her womanly virtues as I gave her a graphic description of my sexual education. Her pussy was dripping wet and the aroma of her pussy filled my head. I couldn't resist licking, kissing and sucking on the flesh of her pussy until she was moaning through an orgasm. When she recovered she pulled me up her body until I was sitting straddle of her head. She ate my pussy until I flooded my mouth with my pussy juice. After that night Mom and I slept together whenever I was not sleeping with Sarah. I grew into a pretty nice looking girl. I'm a five- foot five, long legged skinny swimmer type, with dirty blonde hair. I always have felt inferior because my breasts never got larger than a 34-B. To please Sarah I always keep my pussy closely shaved. 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.