Date: Sun, 12 Jun 2016 03:41:49 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Anna Mae Seduction (Lesbian/Beginnings, oral, anal, WS, f/fff?, f/F, F/F

Warning:

Beginnings, oral, anal, WS, f/fff..., f/F, F/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
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              Anna Mae Seduction

                    By
                   Jan

      One dark evening I was confronted by some scary
looking girls.  I had taken the bus home after visiting
my grandmother.  I had missed my bus stop.  It took
me several blocks to realize I had missed my stop
because I had fallen asleep.

      I thought nothing about walking home by myself.
After all I knew the area well.  The most direct route
home was to walk back to my stop and walk through
the community park to get to the street my home is
on.  It was well late at night and the park looked
deserted.  As I drew closer to the bathrooms I
noticed the red glow of several cigarettes.

       I was a little sleepy, but fearless as I walked the
concrete path towards the bathrooms.  The closer I
got to the ladies bathroom could make out the
figures of at least six people in the shadows of the
building and trees, by counting the glow of cigarettes.
As I got loser I was a little apprehensive that they
might be males, but when I was close enough to
recognize that they were girls.  I relaxed a little,
even though they were dressed something like
punkers.

      I recognized that a couple of them went to the
same school that I attended.  I didn't associate with
those girls.  In fact I had very few friends at school
because I only associated with girls from the church
our family belonged to.  If anything the other girls
described us as bible thumpers.

      It was my plan to pass quickly by without engaging
them in conversation, but as I drew close, a couple of
them stepped out to block my way.  They frightened
me.

      All of them were wearing clothes that made them
look like strangely like some sort of comic book
characters, but none that I was familiar with.  Their
hair was dyed different colors.

      The obvious leader was dressed more like a
teenaged boy with her hair dyed blue and heavily
labored.  She confronted me with, "Where are you
going in such a hurry missy?"

      "I was just walking home!"

      "Why don't you stick around and party with us?"

      "I really need to go home, so please let me pass!"

      "Hear that girl?  Now that is the way to ask for
permission to pass!  But I think you need to join us
for a drink and a smoke!"

      I tried to go around her, but she grabbed my arm
and spun me around.  When I tried to protest she
clamped a hand over my mouth.  There were five
other girls and the laughed at my distress.  Two of
them moved on either side of me and grabbed my
arms and pulled them behind my back, as the leader
produced a pint bottle of some sort of booze.

      She placed the lip of the bottle against my mouth
and tilted it up.  She stroked my throat to force me
to swallow.  Then she poured another large portion
into my mouth.  She forced me to drink almost the
full pint.  By the time she stopped I was so drunk I
could hardly stand.  I'm sure I would have fallen if it
weren't for the two girls holding my arms.

      The leader filled her lungs with smoke from her
cigarette, and then she placed her mouth over mine
and blew the smoke into my lungs.

      I had never smoked before, so as soon as the
smoke filled my lungs a started coughing.

      They got a good laugh at my expense.

      My head was spinning.  The girls ringed me and
started feeling me up.  There was no way I could
protect my body from all of their hands.  There were
hands all over my breasts, crotch and butt.

      They started stripping me of my clothes.  When
they had to release one arm to remove clothes they
held my legs then took hold of that arm again while
they took the clothing item from my other arm.  It
didn't take them long to strip me of all of my clothes.
Then they backed me up against the wall of the
bathroom made of concrete blocks.  The rough
texture of the blocks hurt my backside as they
forced me to my knees.  One by one each girl pulled
her pants down and shoved their crotches against my
mouth.  One even turned her back to me and stuck
her butt against my face.  When I tried to pull my
head away someone placed their hand on the back of
my head and forced me to stick my face back into her
smelly asshole.  That was just the beginning.

      They laid me on my back right on the dirty
pavement.  There were little pebbles that were
pressed into my backside as they squatted over my
head and took turns making me suck their pussies and
assholes.  One of them even pissed in my mouth while
another girl pissed on my pussy.  They played with my
breasts as well.  Another girl pulled a rubber replica
of a male's penis that she strapped on the dildo.  She
lay on top of me while I was sucking a pussy and drove
the dildo into my virgin pussy.

      There was that immediate stabbing pain.  She
fucked me relentlessly I was suffering from both the
pain in my pussy and the dirty pebbles being pressed
into my backside.  I can't explain what happened but
the pain was replaced by a feeling I had never felt
before.  There was a warm feeling that ran through
my body and my body started quivering.  At some
point I think I lost consciousness.

       When I came to they stood me up and brushing
the pebbles from my backside with their hands.  I
heard them call the leader Naga.  I had no idea what
that meant at the time.  They were making nasty
comment about what I looked like, and one added,
"Doesn't she look like Tenshi?"

      They all agreed with her.  I had no idea what they
were talking about.  They stood around me while I
picked up my clothes and got dressed.  They walked
me just short of reaching my home.

      I was terrified that my mother would see me in
this drunken state smelling of cigarettes, piss and
the smell of their pussies all over my face and body.
Slipped into the house as quietly as possible and made
my way up the stairs to my bathroom.

      I knew that I couldn't put my clothes in the
laundry hamper because they stunk, so I got in the
shower clothes and all.  I turned on the water and
took my clothes off and used my hair shampoo to get
rid of the stink.  I wrung them out and hung them
over the glass shower stall to dry overnight.  I was
almost sober by the time I finished showering.

      Mother said through the bathroom door, "Honey,
when did you get home?  I didn't hear you come in!"

      "Just a little while ago"

      "Okay, Honey, get to bed soon!  You have to get
up early for school tomorrow!"

      "Yes, Mom"

      I got out of the shower and died off, and use a
pistol hair drier to dry my hair.  Then I put on my
nightgown on that was hanging on the back of my
bathroom door, and went to my bedroom and went to
bed.

      I had a hard time going to sleep, because my
pussy was throbbing.  I couldn't resist placing my
hand between my legs and masturbating until I had an
orgasm.  When my alarm went off I remembered my
clothes and rushed to the bathroom.  Of course they
were still damp, but I had to put them in the laundry
hamper anyway.  I hurried to get dressed.

      I was distracted all day at school, all I could
think about was what those girls had made me do and
what they did to me.  It had been so exciting the way
they treated me.  I had even had an orgasm while
they were abusing me.

      I remembered that some of the girls went to the
same school as I attend.  They hung out just off
campus so the teachers couldn't bust them for
smoking.

      I couldn't stop thinking about the name they said
I looked like.  I puzzled over it all day.  After school
that day I happened to see one of the girls that had
assaulted me.  I had gone to school with her from
kindergarten, so I asked her, "Why did that girl call
me Tenshi?"

      The girl laughed, "She thought you looked like an
Anna Mae girl called Tenshi and it means Angel.  She
is an innocent looking girl in Japanese cartoons with
pink hair and large eyes.  She wears short pink and
white striped dresses that look like the candy
strippers that volunteer to work in hospitals.  Haven't
you seen any of the cartoon videos or the graphic
novels?"

      My puzzled expression told her that I had no idea
what she was talking about, so she told me to come
with her.  She led me to a comic book store ad took
me directly to the rack where there were a long row
of Japanese comic books.  The illustrations on the
covers reminded me of the way her gang dressed.
She quickly picked up a comic book with a picture of a
girl with a pink pageboy haircut.  She was wearing a
pinafore in vertical pink and white strips similar to
the uniforms worn by volunteers at hospitals, except
the skirt was far too short and she was wearing white
socks coming up to her knees.  Her eyes were
exaggeratedly large on an almond face and her lips
were small.  I didn't see any resemblance to me and
expressed so.

      The girl chuckled, "You do look like an innocent-
do-gooder.  With you hair dyed and the right makeup
along with the right clothes you would look like her.

      She asked me, "Would you like to hang out with
the girls again?"

      Her question surprised me.  They had frightened
me and raped me, but I was intrigued by the idea of
having sex with them again.  For some reason the idea
of being brutalized by them and forced to perform
oral sex on them unexpectedly turned me on.

      "I guess so."

      She bought the comic book and escorted me to a
home that turned out to be the home of the leader
they called Naga.  She was of college age.  She lived
with her mother but she had the detached garage in
back turned into a primitive living quarters.  There
were a couple of old couches and an old leather
recliner.  There was a bathroom attached to the
garage.  The rustic work bench served as her
dresser.

      The same girls that had raped me were lounging
around drinking beer from a cooler.  When they saw
me they all greeted me by the name Tenshi.

      Their nick name embarrassed me.  Naga said, "We
need to fix her up to prove to her what she looks
like!"

      All of them got excited about the idea.  They
started scrambling around.  Naga produced a pinafore
that was similar to the comic book.  The other girls
got busy pinning up my dirty blonde hair and fitting a
pink pageboy wig on my head.  Then they started
applying makeup to my face.  I was amazed by how
large they made my eyes look.  Of course there was
no way my eyes would look as large as the cartoon's.

      They stripped my clothes off and put that little
dress on me along with white knee socks and little
slippers.  They stood me in front of a mirror and I
thought I did look a little like the cartoon.  The
effect would have been better if the pinafore had
been a plead a pink and white dress.  In the mirror I
could see that the pleated skirt was so short that if
I bent over my butt would be fully exposed.  A light
breeze could lift the skirt enough to expose my
pussy.  They all agreed that I made a perfect Tenshi.

      Naga dragged me to the recliner and sat me on
her lap.  She started kissing me and placed a hand on
my inner thigh and moved it up to my naked pussy.
She made me get in the floor and suck her pussy
while the other girls took turns eating my pussy and
fucking me with dildos.

      I was out of my mind with sexual ecstasy.  I ate
every girl's pussy voluntary and found I enjoyed
having them fuck my ass.  Eventually had to clean up
and put my own clothes back on.  Before I left I had
to ask what Naga meant.  She told me that it meant
Boss in Japanese.

      When I got home my mother gave me a quizzical
look, "Have you been smoking and drinking?"

      I had not even thought about my body and clothes
absorbing the smell of their cigarettes.  "No Mom, I
was hanging out with some girls from school."

      All Mother said was, "I hope you don't start
smoking and drinking.  It's not good for your health!"

      "Mom, these girls are into dressing like Japanese
Anna Mae cartoon caricatures.  They have given me
the nickname of Tenshi.  That is the Japanese word
for Angel.  I would like to dress up like that
caricature."

      "What does she look like?"

      I pulled the comic book from my back pack and
showed her the cover.

      Mother raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure you
want to go to such an extreme?"

      I was excited as I proclaimed, "YES VERY MUCH!
I want to change my hair to look like her!"

      I'm sure my mother thought it was a fad that I
would get tired of quickly enough, but she agreed to
let me go for it.

      After school the next day she took me to her
beauty parlor and I showed the girl the picture and
announced that I wanted my hair to look just like
that.  She set about dying my hair Champlain pink.
Ass soon and my hair was dried she set about cutting
it into a pageboy that she lacquered heavily.  The end
result made my hair look like a helmet, high on the
back with the sides swooping down over my ears to
form curves on both cheeks, not one hair was out of
place.  I was pleased with the look.

      I couldn't ask the girl to dye my pubic hair that
color in front of my mother, but I asked her for a
bottle of dye for touch ups in the future.  I also
asked for a supply of makeup after she made my face
look as close as possible to what the cartoon looked
like.

      Then we headed to a store that specialized in
uniforms.  I selected a candy strip pinafore uniform,
but I had the skirt shorten far shorted that Mother
liked.  I also selected a short petticoat like the ones
used by erotic maid's uniforms.  The dress was
starched heavily.  At home I dug out some white
knees length socks I had rarely ever used before.  I
selected a pair of pink flats.

      When I got all dressed up I was pleased with the
effect and proudly showed off my new look to my
mother.  She agreed that I made a strikingly similar
representation of the character, but she cautioned
me that if I went to school dressed like that I would
be expelled.

      I started wearing the makeup with my school
clothes.  My new look shocked my teachers but they
agreed that I looked cute.  There was no way I could
stuff the pinafore in my pack without destroying the
starch job.

      I took one of my pink dresses to Naga's home and
hung it in her closet.  That way when we got together
I could anthropomorphize myself into my character.
I had even dyed my pubic hair to pink.  I had to be
careful getting on my knees to keep my socks clean.  I
loved eating pussy and being fucked.  The only way I
would allow them to give me a golden shower was
after I was totally naked.  I became very anal when it
came to protecting my clothes.  While hanging out
with them I drank and smoked.

      After hanging out with them in costume for a
while, one evening I was confronted by my Social
Studies teacher at school.  Miss Perini told me to
stay after class.  As my classmates scurried out of
the classroom to go to lunch I stayed behind.  She
came around her desk and parked her butt on her
desk.  "Carol, I was jogging through the park last
night, and saw you hanging out with a group of
unsavory looking girls!"

      My face turned a beat red.  I feared she had
seen a lot more.  "I was just hanging out with some
friends.  We like to dress up in Anna Mae costumes."

      Miss Perini said, "I stopped long enough to see
you making out with an older girl while the other girls
were molesting your body.  I saw you sucking pussies
and assholes while being fucked from behind by other
girls."

      I was close to panicking before she said, "Carol
those girls are going to get you in trouble!  If you
want to dress up like a cartoon character to have sex
with girls I would suggest you find someone that
would not abuse you or get you in trouble!"

      I didn't know what to say. I couldn't very well
deny what she had seen.  I waited for her to tell me
that she was reporting my behavior to school
authorities, but she reached out and stroked the pink
curl on my cheek as she said, "Why don't you come to
my house after school, and I will teach you how to
have sex with an adult!"  She gave me a card with her
address and phone number.
.
      I was stunned as I took the card and left the
room without saying thing.  I had a lot to think about
the rest of the day.  I had never thought about
having sex with an adult before.  Miss Perini was a tall
full figured woman with relatively short brown hair.  I
assumed if she wanted to have sex with me she
wanted to dominate me like Naga and the girls used
me.  The idea appealed to my desire to be used.

      After school I practically ran to the Naga's home.
Her mother let me into the garage.  I gathered up my
clothes put them in a garment bag and thanked her
mother before leaving.

      I caught the bus going to the cross street Miss
Perini lived on.  It was a short walk to her address.  I
had expected her to be dressed in the clothes she
had worn t school.  When she opened the door you
could have knocked me over with a feather.

      She was wearing a man's dress shirt with a men's
power tie with a cardigan sweater, men's trousers,
with dark socks and black oxfords.  She looked like a
chubby man, except her large breasts would be out of
place on a male, but she did look very intimidating.

      She ushered me into her house and told me to put
on my outfit.  I looked around to see where she me to
go to change, but she said to do it right there.  I took
off all of my clothes, and she commented on my pink
pubic hair.  I put on the knee socks and flats before
putting on the dress and stepping into the petty coat.
The petty coat made the pleated skirt almost stand
out horizontal.  A quick pirouette allowed Miss Perini
to see my pink haired pussy and round butt cheeks.

      When I turned around and bent over at the waist
she saw my pussy wedged between my legs and my
puckered asshole.  She stepped up behind me and
slapped the cheeks of my butt several times, hard
enough to bring tears to my eyes.  Then she stuck
two long fingers into my asshole.  She finger fucked
me until my pussy was slopping wet.

      She sat on her couch with her legs spread open
and motioned for me to come to her.  I was also
fascinated by her large body.  She had me prostrate
myself across her lap so she could give me a good
spanking.  When my butt was flaming red and I was
begging for mercy she stuck a large dildo up my ass.
She turned the vibrator on and stuck two fingers into
my wet pussy.  I was dripping cum from my pussy all
over her pants.

      When she pulled the dildo out of my ass she had
me sit on the couch next to her.  The couch material
held the heat into my butt making me uncomfortable.
I watched in fascination as she started undressing.

      She removed the sweater first, and then pulled
the tie by the knot until it was free.  I watched her
unbutton the shirt from the neck down.  She had
bound her breasts down with a long strip of cloth, but
they were so large she couldn't hide them very well.
I assume they were at least a 42-G size.

      When she finished unwrapping her breasts I just
had to feel and suck on them.  I couldn't believe just
how large her tits were.  Her areolas covered a larger
area than the average sized breasts.  The nipples
were also large.  When I put my face between her
tits she placed her hands on the sides of breasts and
held them around my head.  I could smell her sweaty
flesh.  I licked her flesh before turning my head to
take one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked it
until they were slimy wet from my saliva.  While I was
sucking on her tits she started unfastening her pants.

     When she lifted her butt enough to free her
pants and boxer shorts she was wearing my nose was
filled with the strong aroma of her natural womanly
odor.  It was obvious that she wanted me to suck her
pussy.  She bicycled her legs to free her thick legs
from the pants and underwear over her shoes.  She
was wearing men's socks with men's garter belts
holding the socks.

      When I pressed on the flesh just below her pubic
bone her clitoris popped out.  It reminded me of a
smaller version of the dildos my girlfriends used on
me.  I took it into my mouth and sucked on it with a
lot of slurping noises.  Miss Perini leaned back while
clinging to my head until she cried out that she was
cumming and she relaxed her grip on my head.

      When I lifted my head my face was covered with
her slimy cum juice.  My nose was full of the smell of
her pussy.  I knew I would smell her cunt for days.
We lay there while we recovered for a long time
before I had to clean up and go home.

      When I got dressed to go home my nose was still
filled with the smell of Miss Perini's cunt, so I didn't
realize that my body smelled strongly of pussy until I
got home and my mother gave me that look and made
a comment about the way I smelled.  I almost pissed
my pants.  Mother told me to take a seat I sat down
on the edge of the couch expecting her to go off on
me about the immorality of sex with my girlfriends
and women.

      Mother sat next to ne and placed a comforting
hand on my thigh and said in a controlled voice,
"Bonny my dear...if you're going to start having sex
with older women I want to meet them!  I don't want
you being abused by some nasty old dyke!"

      It took a second for her comment to dink in.  She
was virtually giving me permission to date older
women as long as she approved of the women.  I was
thunder struck.  I almost stuttered when I said,
"But...you already know the woman!  It was my Social
Studies teacher, Miss Perini!"

      Mother sat there for a moment before her face
registered recognition.  "I remember her!  She is a
big woman.  Did she treat you right?"

      "Yes Mother"

     "I would still like to have a talk with her!"

      "Can I invite her to dinner Mom?"

      "Of course...I'm planning on making a pot roast.
That would be perfect for sharing with a guest."

      I was a little apprehensive, after all Mother could
go off on Miss Perini, but I whipped out my cellphone
and dialed her number.  "Hello...Yes thanks...It's great
to hear your voice too.  Mom wants me to invite you
to dinner?  We're having pot roast.  Please...For me?
Great...7:00 pm"

      Mom said you better go take a bath and get ready
for bed, Honey."

      I hugged her and headed to the bathroom to soak
in the tub before getting ready for bed.  I was
excited about the prospect of having Miss Perini
coming to dinner.  I hoped Mother was going to be
nice to her, but there was that possibility that she
had other plans.  As a result of my conflicting
thoughts I couldn't get to sleep, so I slipped my hand
between my legs and masturbated to climax a couple
of times to get to sleep.

      The next day went by uneventful until Social
Studies class.  I couldn't say anything to her during
class, but afterwards she asked me why my mother
wanted to invite her for dinner?  I wasn't sure I
should tell her that my mother knew that we had sex
with each other, so I told her that Mom simply
wanted to meet her.  When she finally agreed I told
her dinner would be at 7:00 pm.

      After class I simply told her that I was looking
forward to seeing her that evening.

      Mother and I made sure dinner would be perfect.
I made the salad ad chilled it in the fridge.  Mom
baked the roast with baby russet potatoes, carrots,
and onions in its own wine gravy.  She also prepared a
peach cobbler.

      Miss Perini arrived at the appointed hour.  I
introduced them to each other.  Miss Perini insisted
that my mother call her Gina.  (I had never known her
given name.)  Mom told her that she could call her
Betty.  After the introductions we directed her into
the dining room.

      Mom had out done herself.  The meal was
delicious Burgundy with the meal.  During the meal
Mother got Gina to tell her life's story.

      Gina came from an Italian community where the
girl's virtue was important, but most girls lost their
virtue before entering high school, and were
expected to be engaged by the time they graduated
from high school.  It was common for the local girls
be in hatching jackets before they finished high
school.  Because males tend not to be attracted to
women that are bigger and stronger than them.  That
was why she went to college for a Master's degree
and teaching credential.  By the time she finished her
story Mother had put the dishes in the dish washer.

      Mom served the cobbler with vanilla ice-cream,
and she had made a pot of coffee to go with it.
When she served the coffee she told Gina to taste it
before she added sugar or cream.

      Gina tasted the coffee and was pleased with the
taste, and asked what it was kind of coffee it was.

      Mom told her it was a strong Kona coffee and
that she added a little cinnamon to the basket before
brewing it.

      When Mom put the rest of the dishes in the
dishwasher she suggested that we take our coffee to
the family room.  When we were seated comfortably
on the couch and mother in her favorite chair there
was a few moments of uncomfortable silence.

      Gina said, "I feel like the fatted calf just before
being sacrificed."

      That lightened the mood and we chuckled.

      Mother said, "I wanted to show you my
appreciation for you doing your best to get Bonny to
disassociate from those other Anna Mae girls.  I read
some of them and they frightened me."

      Gina said, "I haven't done anything."

      Mom said, "Of course you have!  I would prefer
she dates an older woman that would protect her.
Those other girls would because her and get her in
trouble."

      Gina reacted to the word DATE, and felt even
more uncomfortable.

      Mom saw her and my reaction to that statement.
"Don't worry Gina...I'm not upset with you!  In fact I'm
inviting you to spend the night with Bonny!"

      Gina almost dropped her coffee mug.  All she
could say was, "I didn't bring a nightgown!"

      All three of us laughed nervously.

      Mom said, "I doubt if that would be a problem!"

      I looked at Mom and asked, "Is it really okay if
Miss Perini sleeps with me tonight?"

      "I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it.  I
would rather you be here that running around with a
bunch of troubled girls doing GAWD knows what."

      I turned to Gina and asked, "Please stay with me
tonight?"

      Gina looked at my mother, "If you're okay with it
I would love to?"

      "Just be good to my girl!"

      I flung my arms around Gina's body and kissed
her, even if it embarrassed her.

      There wasn't much more to say, so I stood up and
pulled Gina to her feet.  While I led Gina to my
bedroom, Mom cleaned up the kitchen and went to
bed.

      When I got Gina in my bedroom I was all giggles
undressing her.  I marvel at the size of her breasts.
When I place my hands under them and lift them the
heavy orbs sag over my hands like a rubber bag full of
liquid.  See her in all her naked glory was enough to
make my pussy drip.  I could feel the liquid cling to
my pubic hairs before falling to the floor.

      We mounted my double bed naked.  We left the
soft bedside lamp on so that we could see everything.
It was hard to tell who was fucking who.  I was going
my best to get at her pussy as much as she wanted to
get at my pink haired pussy.  Of course she is much
stronger than me.  She simply picked me up and
tossed me on the on the bed, and before I could do
anything she jumped on top of me.  She pinned me to
the bed and held my arms down as she kissed me.  I
had to breathe through my nose, while she rubbed
her hairy pussy against mine.

      We were both sweating by the time she took hold
of both of my tits and pinched the nipples and molded
them like they were balls pf 'Playdough.'  She grabbed
a hand full of my pubic hair to insure that she was in
charge as she turned her body around, so that she
could sit on my face.  She rubbed her cunt and
asshole all over my face while I did my best to lick all
of her juices out of her cunt.  Gina had to bend over
to clamp her mouth on my cunt.  That act rotated her
hips so that only her pussy was covering my mouth
and I was looking up at the brown ring of her asshole,
and it was close enough that I could smell her
asshole.  The things she was doing to my pussy, was
driving me crazy.

  I was doing my best to keep quiet, so that I wouldn't
disturb Mother, but before long I wasn't able to
prevent myself from moaning long I was moaning loud
enough to wake the dead.

      When Gin was satisfied she turned around again
and lay beside me.  She was pleased with her efforts
and crossed her arms behind her head.  That was my
cue to take over.

      I took hold of her left breast with both hands
and bit her nipple.  I slobbered all over her tit before
doing the same thing to the right tit.  I licked my way
down her body to that dark garden between her legs.
GAWD...I do love the pungent odor emitted from her
moist cunt.  I chewed on her hair before I sought out
her clitoris and sucked on it like I had done to her
nipples.  When she wrapped her legs around my neck
and spewed out a string of obscenities loud enough to
wake up my mother.

      The bed was a total mess.  We had to make it up
before getting under the covers.  Gina spooned me
and reached around my body to cling to my right tit
with her right hand.  We slowly drifted off to sleep.
Sometime in the early morning hours I woke up and
felt the warm body pressed against my backside.  The
room smelled like her pussy.  I rolled over as
carefully as possible in an effort not to wake Gina up.
Her big tits were right in front of my face.  I put my
face right between her tits and smelled her
fragrance.  Gina slowly woke up as I went down on her
again.

      The only problem was both of our bladders were
full.  When she had another orgasm she couldn't hold
it any longer and pissed in my mouth.  She managed to
stop when my mouth was full, and she bolted out of
the bed to get to the bathroom before she pissed all
over the bed.  I felt the cold night air fill the empty
bed, and heard the sound of her urine splashing in the
toilet water.  My own bladder reminded me that I
needed to empty it too.

      I slipped out of the bed while he was still peeing.
I couldn't resist straddling her legs facing her and
peeing on her pubic mound.  My piss replaced hers
when her bladder was empty.  We washed each
other's pussy before returning to bed to get some
rest before the sun would come up.

      We had to get up early to get ready for school.
It was hard to look at Gina during Social Studies
class.  I had to restrain myself from deliberately
flashing her as she stood in front of the class.  I had
deliberately gone to school that day without panties
on.

      After school let out I planned on going directly to
Gina's home, but I got no more than got a couple of
blocks before I hear footsteps coming up behind me.
Before I turned around a hand grasped my arm.
When I turned around, it was Naga all decked out in
her Anna Mae persona.

      "Where has my little Tenshi been hanging out?"

      "Naga just leave me alone!  I have moved on!"

      Naga started to swing her arm to slap my face,
but it never completed the swing.  A big heavy hand
came crashing down on her arm.  At the same time a
leg swung behind her legs sending her sprawling on
her back on the ground with a thud.

      Gina was standing over her still holding her tight
hand.  She said in a chilling voice, "Never contact
Bonny again, or you will be in a body cast for a long
time!"  She broke Naga's finger as a warning.

      I never heard from the gang again.  I liked the
hair cut the way the pageboy had a rake to it, but I
my hair dyed back to my natural color.  In the privacy
of my home or Gina's I enjoyed dressing up like an
Anna Mae character before making love with Gina.

      Mother didn't seem to mind the way Gina felt me
up in front of her.  I didn't understand it until one
evening after Gina and I had finished making love to
each other.  After kissing Gina goodbye at the door I
felt a need to talk to Mother.

      When I opened the door I was shocked to see
Mother lying on her bed with the covers kicked to
the foot of the bed, and she was grasping one tit with
her left hand while masturbating her pussy with right
hand.

      I had never realized that my mother had sexual
desires.  I felt like apologizing and closing the door
behind me, but I said, "Mother shouldn't you find
someone to love?"

      Mother said, "I agree...Whom should I invite into
my bed?"

     "May I ask Gina if she could suggest someone?"

      Mother smiled, "Okay...I have been getting
hornier with every visit by your lover!"

      I pulled out my cellphone and used the speed dial
to call Gina.  She was still on the road when she
answered the call.  I quickly explained my mother's
problem and asked her if she knew of someone to
solve her problem.  Gina chuckled, "Of course I do!  I
can be back to you house within an hour with someone
that would be thrilled to introduce your mother to
lesbianism."

      I told mother that Gina would be back within an
hour with a friend.  Mother made her bed and got
dressed before we had company.  She even had time
to put on a pot of coffee before there was a knock at
the door.

      It was obvious that mother was as nervous as
young school girl.  Both of us studied the woman Gina
had brought with her.  She was something to behold.

      She was a stunning young woman with ginger hair.
She was not much older than me.  Gina introduced
Mother to the girl as Kathy.

      Mother insisted on pouring coffee for all of us.
Gina took her mug and led me to my bedroom, leaving
Kathy to talk to my mother.  As soon as we were
behind closed doors I asked her how she knew Kathy.
Gina smiled, "She is the daughter of an old lover of
mine!  I never fucked her, because she is like a
daughter to me."

      I wasn't sure if I believed her or not, but it didn't
take long before we heard the unmistakable sound of
a headboard banging against my mother's bedroom
wall.  We giggled and I said, "Apparently mother and
Kathy are getting along just fine."

      There were also the accompanying moans, of two
voices.

      Gina and I removed our clothes and did our best
to make more noise that the sounds of noises coming
from mother's bedroom.  I knew that I was going to
be Gina's lover as long as she wanted.  When I told
her so, she told me, "I would be you wife and you mine
until the State makes it legal for us to make it
official.


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