Date: Sun, 6 May 2018 13:22:11 -0700 From: Jan none Subject: Portland Female Sex Shop 4 Adult Youth, oral anal, f/F, F/f, FF/ggg 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: Copyright 2018 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@gmail.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Portland Female Sex Shop 4 By Jan Sonja became my lover and mentor. I spent as much time at the shop as possible. One evening I was looking after the shop while Sonja went to a local fast food place to get us something to eat. When the bell on the door rang I looked up and saw the bug eyes girl that Roberta had caught shoplifting coming through the door. She was wearing a raincoat with a waterproof hat. She removed the hat and shook off the water as she entered. The girl looked around the shop before approaching the counter. She recognized me of course. She asked, "Where is Roberta?" "This is her night off. You could simply give her a call and I'm sure she would enjoy a visit from you." "I lost her business card." "Why don't you make yourself comfortable in the breakroom; while I give her a call?" "Okay" "By the way what is your name?" "Oh, my name is Nicole Whitehead, and that is your name?" "Judy Brooks:" With that I picked up the phone and called Roberta while Nicole stood there. "Hello, Roberta you daughter from Jefferson High School is here at the shop looking for you. Both of them chuckled at my description of Nicole as her daughter. As soon as I hung up I told Nicole to go ahead and make yourself comfortable in the breakroom, Roberta will be her shortly." Nicole headed for the break room while I hung up the phone. Sonja returned with our dinner a little later. As she sat the paper bags on the glass counter top she asked, "Anything happen while I was gone?" As she removed her raincoat. "Roberta's latest conquest is in the breakroom waiting for her to come for here." I had to explain to her about how Roberta had caught Nicole shoplifting and took advantage of it to blackmail her into having sex with her. Obviously, Nicole wants to be her girlfriend. By the time we finished eating and disposing of the paper bags in the trash out back, so the shop wouldn't smell of hamburgers and fries. Roberta entered the shop. "Where is my Baby?" I pointed towards the back and said, "Nicole is in the breakroom." Roberta thanked me and headed for the breakroom. When they emerged room the back they wished us a good evening as they put their rain gear on before leaving. Because it was raining we expected that we wouldn't have much business that evening. I made myself busy restocking the shelves and rearranging the sex toys in the display cases. Having finished that I picked up a lesbian newspaper calls "The Advocate." I was reading an article when the bell rang alerting us that a customer entering the door. My first though was that the woman had made a mistake entering our shop. She was an older woman. As she removed her raincoat and clear plastic head scarf I saw that her hair was silver white styled and lacquered to hold every hair in place. She had to wipe her gold wire rimmed glasses. She asked if there was some place she could hand her raingear. I approached her and took her scarf and helped her out of her raincoat. She said, "Thank you, Dear!" I hung her stuff on a coat rack behind the door. I studied what she looked like while asking, "Is there anything I can help you with?" "Now that you mention it, I would love a kiss from a sweet young thing like you!" I was stunned by her comment. She looked like the kind of woman that would be a Jehovah witness carrying a white leather-bound bible. Her dress was conservative blue and gray print. She even had a little old-fashioned gold watch pinned to the breast of her dress. Her shoes were comfortable with heels like a man's shoes. While I was standing there like a fool, she took my arm and said, "Why don't you give me a personal tour of your establishment?" I looked at Sonja as if I expected her to take charge and rescue me from the clutches of this old woman. Sonja just smiled at me. I was trapped, I led her round the shop and explained what the items were and how they were used. The dildo that caught her eye was a battery powered rubber covered device that not only vibrated it wiggled around in circles. She asked, "Would you mind giving me a personal demonstration of the proper use of this device?" I looked pleadingly in Sonja's direction. Sonja simply said, "I can't leave the front of the shop, so why don't you escort the lady to the breakroom and oblige her request?" I gave up and led the woman to the breakroom. I noticed how observant the woman was s she checked out the room. I asked. "Would you like a cup of coffee or tea?" She gave me a toothy smile, "A hot cup of tea would hit the spot on a cold rainy night like this, Dear." I motioned to the couch for her to be seated, while I prepared the Keurig brewing machine to brew her a cup of tea. It only took a coupe of minutes to brew the tea. While I was waiting I asked her if she wanted cream and sugar. She preferred lemon, but we didn't have lemon, so she simply had sugar with her tea. After I sweetened it and delivered it to her. she patted the couch next to her, before she took a sip. She smiled, "It is perfect, Dear. What is your name?" "Judy" She smiles and place her slender fingers on my cheek. "You are absolutely an adorable girl. May I kiss you?" I'm sure I blushed, as I leaned close to her. When she kissed me I smelled and tasted peppermint! She was very good at kissing. She even opened her mouth and stuck her tongue into my mouth. She swabbed my mouth with her tongue and managed to press her cheek against my nose. When I needed to breathe she actually filled my lungs with air from her lungs. When I exhaled I had to do so into her mouth. She was in effect breathing for me. It was turning me on. I was no longer thinking of her as sweet little old bible thumping granny. She began feeling and squeezing my tits. I placed my hand on her right breast and was mildly surprised to find that she was not wearing a bra. There was only that cotton dress between my hand and her flesh. Her tit was soft and pliable under my hand. The two of us unbuttoned the top of her dress and pulled both tits out of her dress, so that I could suck on her nipples. When she interrupted my sucking on her tits she said, "I's time for you to give me that demonstration." She lay back against back of the couch and as she pulled up the hem of the dress she spread her legs and placed her heels on the coffee table in front of the couch. When she got the dress up around her waist I saw that she was wearing a lavender garter belt attached to the tops of her nylons. She was not waring panties, and her crotch was shaven. I placed my hand on her pussy and slipped my fingers into the moist confines of her vagina. I was mildly surprised to find that she had a stiff ridge almost two inches long that ended in the hooded clitoris that was about the size of a kidney bean. She responded to the touch of my finger with pleasant little moans. I masturbated her to get her ready for the introduction of the dildo. She breathily pleaded for me to fuck her. I picked up the dildo and reached for one of the foil packets of lubricant and ripped it open with my teeth before applying it generously all over the length of the shaft of the dildo. I used my greasy fingers to add additional lubricant. She responded to my touch almost to the point of orgasm. She even regretted it when I withdrew my hand. I used my greasy fingers to part her labia minor to expose her open vagina. Then I placed the tip of the dildo to the opening and slowly pushed it into her cunt. I fucked her a little before turning on the switch. There was that muffled electrical buzz as the thing started vibrating and wiggling around. The woman was bubbling out a running commentary about how it felt. When she had an orgasm, she was banging her heels on the coffee table. It was fortunate that the coffee table was already distressed. No one would even notice the indentations she was adding to the surface of the table. After she recovered she had to show me her appreciation by making love to me. She had me lay on the couch with my head resting on the armrest. I was thinking that before long there was going to be an oily stain from my hair on the leather armrest. She really enjoyed playing and sucking on my tits before she turned her attention to my pussy. She skillfully warmed me up by sucking on my pussy. If my pubic hair bothered her she didn't mention it. She eventually demonstrated on me how the dildo should be used. I creamed all over her hand. When she removed the dildo, she pressed her face against my vagina and used her tongue and sucked the juice from my cunt. We eventually straightened up our clothes and I handed her a box of 'Handy Wipes' to finish cleaning up. All that remained was to take her back to the front of the shop, ring up the purchase and box it and put it in a bag. I helped her put her raincoat on and she put her scarf on before kissing me on her way out the door. When I joined Sonja behind the counter she took delight in smelling my face and hands before kissing me. There were no customers in the shop as we stood behind the counter. We lifted the back of each other's skirts and stuffed our hands into each other's panties and stuck a finger into each other's asshole. We were waiting for time to pass, so we could close up and fuck each other in the breakroom. The clock hands were moving painfully slow. Then the door opened just a few minutes before closing time. The blood drained from my face when I recognized my social studies teacher shaking off the water of her raincoat. It took her a moment to look at us and the look on her face instantly told me that she recognized me. She approached the counter and said, "Hello Judy, I had no idea that you were into sex with females! If you don't say anything I want say anything. She stuck her hand across the counter to shake hands. I Had removed my hand from Sonja's panties as soon as the door opened. I reached across the counter to shake her hand. We were still holding hands when Sonja asked, "I take it that you know each other?" "Ms. Robert's, is my Freshmen Social Studies teacher!" Sonja said, "It might be advisable for the two of you to discuss this in the breakroom. I will close up in a few minutes. If you want, I will join to after closing." I thanked her and took my teacher by the hand and led her to the breakroom. I had her sit in one of the recliners while I sat on the coffee table. I didn't want her sitting on the couch and smell the sex of the woman and myself on the leather. Ms. Roberts said, "It could be very embarrassing if people were to find out that I am a lesbian. Can I rely on your discussion?" "Yes Ma'am" "How did you come to be working in a lesbian sex shop?" I blushed again, "I had suspected that I was a lesbian for several years, so early this year I looked for some place to find out. I'm too young to frequent a lesbian cocktail lounge, so when I discovered 'The Sugar Gift Shop' I worked up the nerve to visit the shop. Sonja was working that afternoon. She's the woman closing up. She took me under her wing and educated me in she ways of love." While I was telling my story, I was looking at Ms. Roberts with knew understanding. She was a fairly young teacher, no more than thirty years old. She wore her auburn hair in a pony tail all the time and she deliberately always took locks of her hair at both temples to circle under her chin to frame her face. She was attractive but had always been professional at school. I had never looked upon her as a sexual subject until that moment. When she placed the palms of her hands on my knees I felt a tingle in my pussy. I was emboldened to lean forward and pressed my lips against hers. At first, she recoiled but she recovered and kissed me back. She pulled me off the coffee table and placed me on her lip. She hugged me and kissed me on the cheek as she placed a hand on my inner thigh and started squeezing as she worked her way up my thigh. When her hand reached my panties, I was unbelievably wet. I placed my mouth over her mouth and breathed my breath into her mouth. I couldn't resist sticking my hand down the front of her dress and squeezed her right breast. At that moment Sonja entered the room. "Whew...I'm glad this day is over! Excuse me, I feel like I'm intruding on something sweet going on." I looked at her without removing my hand from Ms. Roberson's dress. "You might as well join us! Ms. Roberson this is Sonja my first girlfriend! Sonja, this is Ms. Roberson my school teacher!" Ms. Roberson reached out with her free hand to shake Sonja's hand. "I'm pleased to meet you, and you can call me Silvia!" I had never heard her given name before. Her name suited her. I kissed her again. While she was shaking Sonja's hand her other hand reached my crotch. I'm sure that she could feel just how slimy my panties were. Sonja suggested, "Why don't we move this to the couch where we can be more comfortable?" Silvia smiled, placed one hand under my butt and the around my back, as she stood up carrying me like a baby around the coffee table and placed me in the middle of the couch. Sonja had moved over to make room. Then Silvia sat next to me. It was exciting to be the center of attention. The two of them set about stripping me of all of my clothes. When they had me completely naked Silvia had me lay on my back and she placed my legs over her shoulder so she could rub her face in my pussy. Sonja simply removed her panties and got on the couch and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I do enjoy eating her pussy. I even enjoy it when she moved her butt so that I can rim her asshole. This time I had the added pleasure of having my pussy eaten by my attractive teacher. Sonja and I also sucked Silvia's tits, pussy and asshole before we had to clean up. Silvia offered to drive the two of us home. She dropped off Sonja first because she lived closer. When she brought me home she accompanied me into the house to meet my parents. She told them she offered to bring me home because I had been at school so late because she was proposing a club on campus that would be an environmental awareness club. The club would be taking field trips to areas that would enlighten us about environmental issues. The meeting ran so late she offered to drive coupe of the students' home. My parents were impressed with Silvia and gave me permission for me to join the club. Silvia was in fact actually was staring the club. She had selected a group of girls to start the club. When we went on outings the school provided the bus to transport them. Silvia had a driver she knew and the rule was that they were suppose to share tens on outings, but they agreed that they would simply say they had shared a tent, if asked. In truth they would share a tent with willing girls. The first weekend field trip was to Mt. Saint Helens Volcano. In preparation she showed us photographs of the area before the eruption, videos of the actual eruption and documentaries about the recovery. We hiked into Sprit Lake where we could actually see that it was still chocked with trees that were blown into the lake. It still looked like you could walk across the lake on the trunks of the trees. It truly was an informative trip. When the trees were blown away the hillside quickly became grass land, and the grazing animals like deer, elk and sheep flourished as well as their predators bears and wolves. The forest service and logging industry replanted trees and within a couple of decades the forests became healthier than ever. The best part of the trip was the nights. We would set up dome tents and pair up. Silvia would share her tent with different girls in an effort not to appear to favor one girl over the others. The bus driver didn't have to worry about showing favoritism. The drive was a full-bodied woman. She always wore jeans and Pendleton shirts. She had a youthful looking chubby face with short dirty blonde hair. If it weren't for her humongous breasts, she could almost pass for a man. She was attracted to one girl in particular. The girl she favored was a freckle face redhead that looked much younger than her fifteen years of age. They were happy to share a tent on all camp outs with the bus driver. In my case I was a little jealous when I didn't get to share a tent with Silvia, but the senior girls were great lovers. There was a couple of them that would have to have to play "rock, paper scissors over which one would get to share their tent with me. It was fun camping out in the woods. We were free to run around naked. When we would settle down for the night we would pair up and enter our tents. We would have rubber mats to place our sleeping bags on. In most cases we only needed one sleeping bag because we would be clinging to each other. It was a little troublesome turning around to perform 69, but we managed. My world was opening up and I learned to enjoy sex with girls my age and eventually younger girls. 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