Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2018 20:18:19 -0800
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: Abandoned (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/F, g/FFg

Adult Youth, oral anal, g/F, g/FFg

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.

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Abandoned
By
Jan

      I have almost no memory before the night my
mother abandoned me.  I can hardly remember what
my mother looked like.  I think she had long brown hair
the color of mine.  It was a cool damp evening and my
mother took me to a phone booth with everything I
owned in a canvas bag.  She apparently called 911.  She
told me to stay there in the booth and a policeman
would be there soon.  She was crying and told me that
she loved me, but couldn't afford to keep me.

      I was crying when two policemen pulled up in their
car and asked me if I was Baby.  That was the only
name I knew.  What took place after that is now
nothing more than a blur.

      Apparently, I was turned over to Social Services
and eventually adopted by my new parents.  I'm told
that I was very lucky because most adoptive parents
want to adopt infants.

      The couple that adopted me, was Joan and
Hennery Woods.  As part of the adoption, I was given
the name Kristine Ann Woods.

      My parents told me that when they saw my
adorable face, they fell in love with me instantly.
Reflecting on the pictures taken of me about that
time, I feel that I looked like a frightened little girl
with a pug nose.

      Everything was new and frightening.  I guess that
I feared that I would be abandoned again if my new
parents were disappointed by me.  I tried my best to
please them.

      My new mother was very affectionate and fussed
over me a lot.  I wanted to cling to her constantly for
comfort.  Dad spent a lot of time at work.  At the time
I had no idea what his job was.  All I knew was that he
was always busy.  When he was around, he seemed to
do his best to bond with me, but I was frightened by
all males.  I felt there was some sort of tension
between us.  The fact that his job required him to
travel a lot, added to my attachment Mother.

      It seemed so unreal.  I had been abandoned by a
poor woman and adopted by the nice wealthy couple.
To me, they seemed to be very rich.  Their home was
in Newport Beach, California.  Their home overlooked
the Pacific Ocean and it was a very spacious home.  I
had my own bedroom and they had an interior
decorator come in and make my bedroom into an age
appropriate room befitting a princess.  I feared to
touch anything for fear of breaking something and
displeasing them.  It took me a long time to get used
to my new way of life.

      Dad was always flying out of John Wayne Airport
on business, so Joan and I had a lot of time to bond.
She pampered me a lot.  She bathes me every morning
and many times at night before bed.  It felt wonderful
to have her hands rubbing my body.  She seemed to
pay special attention to my bottom, and it felt good.

      When I joined their family, Joan insisted that I
call her Mother and Hennery as Dad.  In the first few
months, she also enquired if I remembered much about
my mother.  I told her that sometimes smells that
remind me of the smell of my mother's body, but as
time passed, I forgot what she looked like.

      As I got a little older, she asked me if I
remembered nursing from my mother's breasts.  I
lamented that I have very little memories of my
mother.  I didn't remember anything about her
breastfeeding me.

      Joan offered to let me suck her breasts so that I
would bond with her faster.  Her statement made
sense to me at the time.  Besides getting to see an
adult women's breasts appealed me.  I was captivated
by the sight of Joan pulling out her breasts.  They
looked so large to me, and it was comforting to be
allowed to sit on her lap and suck on her breasts as
long as I wanted.  She allowed me to do that until I
was old enough to go to school.

      I did my best to do well in school to please my new
parents.  As I came out of my protective shell, I
befriended the daughter of Mother's best friend.  Her
name was Charline ad her daughter's name was Cathy.

      They lived in the same gated community just down
the street from our home.  Charline often dropped by
to visit with Mom.  The gossiped about other people
and planned shopping tips Cathy and I were at school.

      Cathy was a little older than me, so I looked up to
her as a role model.  When Mother and I visited
Charline at there home Cathy showed me her
playhouse.  She played the part of the husband and I
was the wife.  The games started off innocent enough,
but When she started kissing me like a husband the
game became serious.  She started feeling me up.  I
enjoyed the feelings.  It progressed to us lying on the
floor of the playhouse and licking each other's pee-
pee.

      When Mom saw the playhouse, she talked Dad into
having a playhouse built in our backyard.  It had to be
built on stilts so that the playhouse was on a second-
floor level.  There was a ladder to climb to get into the
playhouse.

      Cathy and I would hide out up there, thinking we
couldn't be seen up there, while we sucked on each
other's pussy.  When we had sleepovers at each other's
home, we slept together in the same bed.  We spent a
lot of time taking turns sucking on each other's pussy.
We thought we were being so clever.

      One day at school just after I at lunch and shortly
after leaving the cafeteria I started feeling nauseous
and started sweating before got to my homeroom I
bent over the vomited all over the headage alongside
the walkway.  I was sent to the nurses off.  The nurse
offered to drive me home, but I assured her that I
could walk home.

      I assume that she didn't want the responsibility
for me and allowed me to walk home.

      I had my own house key and et myself in.  I headed
straight for the kitchen to get a glass of water to
rinse that nasty taste from my mouth.

      Our kitchen was attached to the grand room that
served as both formal dining room and family room.
The kitchen-sink overlooked the room, from a slightly
elevated part of the house.  What I saw shocked the
hell out of me.

      There were Charline and Mom on the couch with
Mom on top of Char and both of them were naked.
Che's head was trapped between Mom's legs and Mom's
face was buried between Char's legs.  There was a lot
of moaning going on.

      I backed up and went o my room.  I was laying on
my bed thinking about what I had walked in on.  My
mother was doing to her friend the same thing I was
doing with Cathy.  I had always felt closer to Mom now
I felt a little jealous that she was having sex with
another woman.

      I was uncomfortable in her presence for the rest
of the week.  There was tension between us that Mom
must have felt it.

      Fortunately, Dad announced before the weekend
that he had to go to Washington D.C. Thursday for at
least a week.  He had a taxi pick him up a take him to
the airport.  We were used to having the house to
ourselves, but this time Mom felt that there was
something wrong.

      We didn't talk during dinner after she finished
cleaning up, she joined me on the couch while I was
watching a sitcom on the TV.  Mom turned towards me
and asked, "Kris what is wrong?  I feel that something
is bothering you."

      "Mom, I don't know how to say this. I happened to
come home early from school the other day because I
was sick, and when I came into the kitchen to get a
glass of water, I saw you on top of Charline."

      Joann's face paled.  It was obvious that she was
reliving the moment.  There was a long pause.  "What
you saw doesn't mean that I don't love you any less!"

      "I guess I'm jealous of Charline."

      Mom sat back, "Do you want to sleep with me
tonight like you did a few years ago?"

      "Yes"

      "Let's take a bath together?"

      I instantly stood up and pulled Mom to her feet.
We headed for the master bedroom.  We started
undressing as soon as we were in her bedroom.  When
we were necked, we heard for the adjoining bathroom.
Mom started drawing the bath water and doing
scented oils.  She had me step into the warm water
and she stepped in behind me.  Ss he settled down into
the water she pulled me down between her legs.  She
started bathing me with her hands like she had when I
was a child.

      Moved my hair over one shoulder and started
washing by soaping my back and washing it with her
hands.  She kissed the back of my neck before soaping
my front.  She molded my flat chest and toyed with my
hard-little nipples.

      The water was up to our waists and had become
cloudy with soap, as she slipped her hands under the
water to stroke my puffy little pussy.  It felt so good
I leaned back and rested on her beats while she
stroked my pussy.  I was almost asleep when she
whispered in my ear that it was time to go to be.  She
helped me to my feet and she stood up to reach for a
large bath towel and proceeded to dry both of us off.
When she was satisfied that we were both dry, she led
me to her bed.

      We crawled into bed as we were and she turned
off the bedside lamp.  The base of the lamp had a
glass bowl that contained a red nightlight that filled
the room with a soft pink glow.  We clung to each
other and kissed each other.  Mom lifted her left
breast and stuck the nipple into my mouth and said,
"Suck on Mommies tit Baby."

      That bought back the memory of Baby being the
only man my mother ever called me.  I lifted my head
with tears running down my cheeks as I said, "Baby
was only name I remember my mother calling me."

      Mom said, "Now you are my Baby and I will never
let you get away from me!"

      I took hold of her nipple again and sucked on it like
I was going to get mike from it.  When I sucked hard
enough to cause her some pain as her flesh was
pressed against my teeth.  She complained and pried
me away from her tit.  Then she rolled me over onto
my back.

      She mouthed my nipples and used her tongue to
worry them.  She worked her way down my body until
she covered my buddy little vulva with her mouth.
When she ran her tongue up and down the valley of my
pussy it sent a shock through my body every time her
tongue flicked my little clit.  She sucked my pussy for
a long time.  There came a point that it was almost
painful.  I complained.

      Momma said, "You have never had an orgasm and
you `re right at the threshold of an orgasm.  Let's see
if I can make you cum."

      She started sucking my pussy again and at the
same time, she stuck a long finger up my butthole.
Everything went red for a moment and there was a
feeling that swept over me that made me feel like my
body was numb and then I relaxed with a feeling of
bliss.

      Mother could tell by my reaction that I had just
had my first orgasm.  She gathered me up in her arms
and told me, "Most girls don't have their first orgasm
until they are eleven or twelve years old.  From now on
you will be able to have orgasms whenever you have
sex with someone or masturbate."

      We clung to each other and cried for a little while.
Then I felt the urge to make Momma feel as good as I
felt at that moment.  I started massaging her breasts
as I worked my way down her body.

      Momma as a nicely trimmed pubic bush.  The soft
follicles were trimmed to an even quarter inch in a
triangle.  Her labia minors dangled beyond the labia
majora like two grayish rubbery folds of excess skin.
Her pussy was warm and there was the sent of soap we
had washed with and there was the aroma of her
natural pussy smell.

      Over the years I had retrieved her used panties
from the clothes hamper to smell the crotch.  I had
found the smell comforting hope I plaid with my own
pussy.

      I parted her labia and saw the ridge that ended
with the hood of her labia minors and the little peanut
sized clitoris.  I captured her clit with my lips and
sucked on it like I had her nipples.

      Taking a cue from what she had one to me I stuck
a finger up her asshole and finger fucked it while I
sucked her clit.  My efforts were rewarded when she
announced, "I'm cumming!"

      I felt proud of myself for being able to make
Mommy cum.  We rested and stated all over again.  We
made each other cum at least three more times before
fatigue over rook us and we drifted off to sleep.

      In the morning my bladder woke me up first and I
did my best to get out of bed without waking up Mom,
of course, I failed.  We kissed and I smelled her
morning breath.  I was sure my breath was just as bad.

      I broke free and ran to the bathroom and barely
sat down before I started pissing like a pressure hose.
When my bladder was empty, I wiped myself carefully
and flushed the toilet.  I used Mom/s toothbrush to
brush my teeth.  Mom entered the bathroom and sat
on the toilet to piss.

      She said, "Thank you for warming the seat for me."

      "You're welcome!  It was my pleasure, and I used
your toothbrush to brush my teeth."

      "Your welcome to use anything of mine Baby."

      I kissed her and pinched her nipples.  As I pulled
away Mom put her hand over her mouth and
complained, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

      I giggled.  "I'm sure my breath smelled just as bad
earlier."

      "I love your smell, is everything to me!"  With that
she turned me around and spread my butt before
sticking her nose against my asshole and taking a big
sniff of my asshole.

      It embarrassed me and I broke free and ran for
the bedroom.  I was gathering up my discarded clothes
when she joined me.  I could smell the minty odor of
her breath and knew she had brushed her teeth.

      She asked, "How does pancakes sound to you?"

       That was the first time I thought of food and
realized just how hungry I was.  "It sounds great."

     Mom swept my clothes from my hands and pulled
me downstairs to the kitchen.   She had me park my
butt on the cold bar stool at the breakfast bar, while
she sat about making breakfast.  She made the batter,
started the coffee maker and tuned on the grill.

      I felt very mature and asked, "Can I have coffee
with my pancakes instead of milk?"

      "Yes Baby, you can have anything you want this
morning!"

      She placed two mugs on the counter along with
plates and forks and spoons.  She made a dozen
pancakes and plated three on each plate.  I used a lot
of creamer to my coffee and maple syrup on my
pancakes.  We devoured the meal and she placed three
more large pancakes on our plates.  It wasn't until I
had consumed a half dozen pancakes before I was
satisfied.  After we cleaned up couches of us were full
and ready to rest on the couch on the couch and I lay
in her arms and was comforted by her warmth.

      We spent the day talking of love and when the
desire welled up in us was brought each other to
orgasm with our hands and mouths.  We only had
enough to eat to stave off hunger as we continued
exploring each other's bodies.  Our lovemaking was only
interrupted by the phone call from Charline.

      Mother told her that she was spending the
weekend getting to know me better.

      We returned to our wedding bed to resume our
marriage right.  We had just finished performing oral
sex on each other with Mother on top of me when the
doorbell rang.

      Mother reluctantly covered herself with a robe
and went to answer the door.  She was gone long
enough for me to wonder what was going on.  I put on
another of Mother's robs and slipped my feet into
comfortable slippers and went downstairs to find
Mother talking to Charline and Cathy.

      When Char saw me enter the room she smiles.  "I
see how you have been getting to know Kristine!  Can
Cathy and I join this party?"

      Mother looked at me, without a word I could tell
that she was asking me if I wanted to invite them to
join us. I nodded my head in approval.

      Mother slipped her arm around Char's waist and
escorted her to the bedroom, with Cathy following
behind.  I took her hand and led her myself.

      In the bedroom, we helped undress our guests.  I
had not suspected that Cathy and her mother were
having sex with each other.  As we removed their
clothes I wondered if this had been planned.

      I wondered if this had been the outcome they
sought.  Had my mother been part of the grand
scheme.

      I had admired Charline's body for years and seeing
her nude again, I was reminded of that she looked like
lying on her back under Mom with her face buried in
Mother's cunt.  I wanted to taste the pussy my mother
has been sucking.

      Charline wasn't much taller than me, but she had a
voluminous figure that oozed sexuality.  Her hair was
long and shinned with several shades of blonde.  As she
mounted the bed locks of her hair fell from her
shoulders to cover her breasts.  Her wide hips were
separated by a vulva covered with dark blonde hairs.
It was the vagina was a woman that had given birth.

      Cathy was a younger version of her mother.  I
knew that hen her body matured she would look even
more like her mother.  She mounted the bed next to
my mother.  I felt the pangs of jealousy when I saw
Cathy take hold of my mother's tit and start sucking
on her tit.

      I turned my attention to Cathy's mother.  I placed
my hands on her breasts and started molding them like
they were made of clay.  Not only were her tits bigger
than Mom's tits, but her nipples were also large too.
Char made soft animal sounds while I sucked on her
nipples.  When I placed my hand on her pubic hair, I
found that her clitoris stuck out of her labia major at
least two inches.  That startled me and I had to go
down on her to check out her clit.  There was a stiff
ridge sticking out and the skin of her labia minor
hooked the little knob of Dr clit.  When I lifted the lit
with my fingertip, I saw the ruffled labia minora open
up to expose her wet vagina.

      I was drawn to her clit like a moth to a lightbulb.
I took it into my mouth and sucked on it.  Char was
moaning between adult gravely giggles, she told me
what a good cunt sucker I was.  I enjoyed opening my
lips enough to allow her clit to vibrate between my lips
as I sucked in the air.  Char placed her hands on the
back of my head and encouraged me to suck harder
until she cried out, "I'M CUMMING!"

      While Char recovered, I looked over and saw that
Cathy was doing a good job sucking Mom's cunt.  Again,
I felt a flash of jealousy.

      When Charline recovered she placed me on my
back and took hold of my ankles and placed them on
her shoulders.  Then she pressed her clit against my
pussy.  Even though it didn't penetrate m vagina very
far she was able to fuck me like a man, without
breaking my hymen.  I had a very strong orgasm from
her fucking me.

      After everyone rested Mom and Cha changed
places.  While Char fucked her daughter, Mom put on a
6-inch rubber strap-on dildo and mounted me like a
man.  When the dildo ripped through my hymen, I got a
stabbing pain, but it didn't last long.  This time I
actually fainted when I had an orgasm.   Before our
guests went home Mom fucked Cathy while I licked
Charline's asshole.

      I assumed the duty of being Mom's wife while Dad
was out of town.  And on occasions, Mom and Charline
would exchange daughters for a weekend.  I loved
Mother dearly, but it was exciting to make love to
Charline, because of the size of her tits and clit.



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