Date: Sat, 18 Nov 2006 05:27:44 -0800 (PST) From: Norma Pettina Subject: Miss Jeanna Jeanna wasn't sure how it started. At first she had just found Mrs. Johnson fun to be with. Anytime they were together, Jeanna always enjoyed herself. They had become pretty much inseparable. Where you found Jeanna you found Mrs. Johnson, and vice versa. Normally laughing and having a wonderful time. But something had changed. Maybe it was the public swimming pool. That was the first time she had noticed how voluptuous Mrs.Johnson was. And then the only reason she noticed was because of the stares of the boys at the pool. And to Jeanna's dismay she found herself, for the first time, becoming upset as the others looked on appreciatively. It seemed to her, Mrs. Johnson enjoyed the attention, as she seemed to to act more provocative, more statuesque, inviting the appreciative looks she was recieving. Jeanna noticed a bulge in more than one boys bathing suit that day. Then joining Mrs.Johnson in the womens shower room of the pool she couldn't stop herself from trying to get a peek at the naked Mrs. Johnson in the next stall. Pretending to drop the soap beneath the panel between them, she was greeted by the view of a beautiful naked Mrs. Johnson soaping herself when she bent to retrieve the soap. Since then she couldn't seem to get that picture out of her mind. Now, when they were together, instead of looking for fun, Jeanna found herself trying to look up Mrs. Johnson's dress or down her blouse. Shaking her head, Jeanna just became more and more confused. She had never had feelings like this before. One minute she was in heaven and then the next she was dark with jealousy. She had avoided the public swimming pool from that day forward. Mrs. Johson would invite Jeanna to go with her, but Jeanna always declined. Jeanna didn't understand why, when Mrs. johnson had a private pool of her own, she insisted on going to a public pool. 'Probably showing off her body' flew into Jeanna's head. And then the flashes of Mrs. Johnson in the shower stall became all too clear. Shaking her head to clear it, Jeanna decided to see if Mrs. Johnson had returned from the public pool yet. Rounding the corner of the house Jeanna was struck dumb as the picture of two boys wrestling with Mrs. Johnson by her pool came into view. Mrs. Johnson was saying things like 'don't' 'stop' but the boys seemed deaf to her crys. Jeanna stood transfixed. Forcing her to the ground, one boy pulled the bikini bottom from her waist. Jeanna saw once again the thatched bush of Mrs. Johnson. One boy now had her hands held above her head and was kissing her while the other, after forcing her legs apart, was trying to enter a thrashing Mrs. Johnson. Thrash as she could, slowly Jeanna saw the penis disappearing into Mrs. Johnson's vagina. Once all the way in, the boy started a steady in/out rhythm. Each time he plunged it all the way in a grunt escaped his lips. The rhthym began to quicken and Jeanna could see Mrs. Johnson struggling less and less. Jeanna now hidden by the wall, heard the loud grunt as the boy suddenly held his position, and strained with all his being. Mrs. johnson, hips raised off the ground, had given up all fight as the boy came within her. As the boy pulled his now limp penis from Mrs. Johnson's vagina, the boy holding her arms motioned. Switching places the other boy crawled between a now yeilding Mrs. Johnson. Jeanna was amazed at the size of this boys penis. When he pulled it out Jeanna didn't think it would ever end. 'She deserves it, the bitch' thought Jeanna. As he entered Mrs. johnson, Jeanna heard a cry of 'please, please stop'. But her crys fell on deaf ears. The boys ears and on Jeanna's. Halfway in, the crys turned to 'you are too big, please, please stop'. Needless to say no one stopped. All the way in Jeanna heard a sob come from Mrs. Johnson As the boy began fucking her in earnest the sobs became 'oh oh oh'. Jeanna saw Mrs. Johnson begin to thrash again. This time she wasn't trying to get away. She was actually screwing the boy. Her hips began raising to meet the boy at each thrust. The other boy no longer held her down. She wrapped her arms around the boy on top and met each of his thrusts with a thrust of her own. When he came a long 'ohhhhhh' escaped from her lips as she arched her back in a climax of her own. She lay back exhausted. The boy that had been holding her arms pulled on his penis till he spewed over her face. She just laid there recieving the full load on her face and lips. After the boys left Jeanna went to Mrs. Johnson. Cum coming from her vagina, cum all over her face, Jeanna stood looking down at her. Opening her eyes, Mrs.Johnson saw Jeanna. 'Oh my god, did you see that. I was raped'. 'That's not what I saw Mrs. johnson. If anyone was raped it was those two boys'. 'Wha-how can you say that. I was raped. Those two boys raped me' 'Do you know you can get locked up for having sex with minors, Mrs. Johnson'. 'Jeanna, what are you saying?' 'What I'm saying Mrs. Johnson, is I saw you having sex with those two boys. If your husband found out or I told the police you would be in big trouble'. 'I didn't want to have sex with them. I fought as hard as I could'. 'That's funny, Mrs. Johnson. It looked like you were really enjoying yourself. Especially with the second boy'. Mrs. Johnson's face turned red. She knew she had climaxed. He had been so large. She had never had one so big go so far before. It had been wonderful. 'Please Jeanna, don't tell anyone. Please, I'm begging you'. Looking at Mrs. Johnson, Jeanna thought 'what a pathetic bitch'. 'Mrs. Johnson, have you ever eaten pussy before?'. 'Wha-why would you ask such a thing'. 'Because you are now. And if you don't I'll tell everybody, including Mr. Johnson how you seduced those two boys'. With that Jeanna raised her skirt, pulled her panties down off her ankles. Mrs. Johnson lay, mouth open, speechless. As Jeanna settled herself over Mrs. Johson's nose and mouth, 'suck bitch' was the command. Having been eaten before but never the eatee Mrs Johnson was unsure as to what to do. 'Use your tongue, suck'. Tongueing and sucking Mrs. Johnson did as she was told. Although Mrs. Johnson was not very good at it(yet), Jeanna climaxed. Mrs. johnson could feel the vagina convulse on her nose and mouth. The warm liquid, that she knew must be cum, smeared over her face. 'Lick it' was the command. Mrs. Johnson did as told. To her surprise it tasted quite good. 'Suck it all'. This time as Mrs. Johnson sucked she didn't have to be told when to lick. As a matter of fact, Mrs. Johnson had begun to enjoy her first pussy ever. Jeanna couldn't help herself as she came a second time. 'Wow. What a great cuntlapper' thought Jeanna. Even after Jeanna had cum a second time Mrs. Johnson continued to lick and suck her first ever pussy. 'Enough', Jeanna didn't think she could take anymore. 'Come inside and bath me'. Walking to the house Jeanna turned to see an obedient Mrs. Johnson following her. Filling the tub, a now naked Jeanna climbed in. 'Sit'. Mrs. Johnson obediently sat next to the tub. 'Bath me'. Jeanna couldn't help but smirk as a cum covered Mrs. Johnson proceeded to bath her as she lay in the tub. 'Be extra careful when washing my pussy'. Jeanna spread her knees so Mrs. Johnson could proceed. She watched as Mrs. Johnson, oh so tenderly, washed her. Feeling the heat begin to rise again Jeanna rose and proceeded to sit on the edge of the bathtub, feet on the bathtub floor. 'Dry me'. Spreading her knees, she made it quite evident what she wanted dry first. Jeanna stopped Mrs. Johnson when she reached for a towel. 'No towel down there, just you'. At first Mrs. johnson didn't understand. Then eyeing the bush between Jeanna's thighs she slowly brought herself forward on her knees. This time she actually made love. Made love to a woman's pussy. She found it exciting, thrilling and when Jeanna climaxed she tried her best to suck up all the juices. She sucked until her mouth and tongue hurt. She couldn't seem to get enough of it. Finally Jeanna had to stop her.' 'Enough'. 'Now dry me off with a towel'. Mrs. Johson did as told. 'Now get in the tub and clean yourself off. We wouldn't want Mr. Johnson to see you in the shape you are in'. As Mrs. Johnson proceeded into the tub, Jeanna continued talking as she dressed. 'I'll be back tomorrow after your husband's gone'. 'When I get here I want you in a see thru nightie. Understand?'. 'Yes Jeanna' were the first word Mrs. Johnson had uttered in quite some time. 'It's Miss Jeanna from now on, understand'. 'Yes Miss Jeanna'. Opening the door next morning to Miss Jeanna, a beautiful almost naked Mrs. Johnson greeted her. 'To the master bedroom, bitch'. 'Yes Miss Jeanna'. 'On the bed and off with those panties and spread those legs'. 'Yes Miss Jeanna'. This was the first pussy Jeanna had ever tasted. Trying not to show her inexperience she probably over indulged. It didn't seem to matter as Mrs. Johnson vagina was saturated even before she started. A loud 'ohhhhhh' and a stream of cum announced the climax of a now whorish Mrs. Johnson. Raising herself up, Jeanna lifted her skirt. To Mrs. Johnson's surprise she saw a long dildo hung from Jeanna's waist. 'Whah- what are you going to do with that' stuttered Mrs. Johnson, fear in her eyes. 'Shut up bitch. I saw how you liked that extra long dong of that boy. I thought I'd try some myself'. 'Nooooo. Don't'. Too late She tried to resist. Being wet like she was and Jeanna being sure to grease up the ol pole before coming, the head slid in easily. For the second time in two days Mrs. Johnson was getting raped. Each time Mrs. Johnson thrashed the penis like dildo slid in a little further. When Jeanna was sure it was all the way in she eased it out to its head and forced it in again. Mrs. Johnson was now breathing like she was having a baby, blowing like a whale. The 'nooooo' had now turned to 'ohhhhhh' and 'ahhhhh'. Just as it had ocurred yesterday, it happened again. She began meeting thrust for thrust, moaning loudly. The only sounds were of Jeanna grunting, Mrs. Johnson moaning and the slapping as thier thighs met. A loud 'ahhhhhh' announced the coming of a climax for Mrs. Johnson. Now holding Jeanna to her, wrapping her legs around her, she was humping like a mad dog. She forced the dildo all the way in with her hips, shuddered and then with a loud moan lay back on the bed. Jeanna looked down at her. 'She's beautiful' she thought. Replacing the large dildo with one quite smaller she raised Mrs. Johnson's now inert legs to her shoulders. As the dildo touched her anus Mrs. Johnson came alive. 'No, no, no. Not there. Not there'. 'Serve the bitch right' thought Jeanna, as she slowly forced the well greased dildo in. Tears streamed down Mrs.Johnson's face as Jeanna forced the dido further and further. Once all the way in, she pulled it out to it's head, just as she had done with the other dildo. Jeanna began a steady fucking of Mrs. Johnson ass. Mrs. Johnson had stopped sobbing now and all Jeanna heard were low moans. If they were moans of pain or pleasure, Jeanna didn't know, didn't really care. The dildo Jeanna now wore had a prong on Jeanna's side of the dildo. As she fucked Mrs. Johnson this prong masturbated her. Jeanna could feel herself beginning to climax. She thrust harder and harder. As Jeanna came she could see Mrs. Johnson face. No longer in pain Mrs. Johnson was moving her ass to the rhthym of Jeanna's fucking. Her eyes were on Jeanna as she could tell Jeanna was climaxing. As Jeanna climaxed a Madonna like smile appeared on Mrs. Johnson's face. Then they laid side by side. The dildo, which Jeanna had unstrapped, still laid imbedded in Mrs. Johnson's ass. The glint of cum on the prong Jeanna had cum on glistened. 'I think I just got a anal cherry' Jeanna said. 'Yes, you got my cherry and now I'm yours'. 'You bet your mine. Now get over her and clean up this mess between my thighs. And no towel'. As Mrs. Johnson positioned her face between Jeanna's legs, a 'Yes Miss Jeanna' was all that was said.