Date: Sun, 17 Jan 2016 19:30:27 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Aubrey a Night Out (Lesbisn/Adult Youth, oral, anal, F/f) Warning: Adult Youth, oral, anal, 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 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 it to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2015 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Aubrey a Night Out By Jan It had been at least ten years since the last time I had a date with another woman. I had a pretty regular sex life with other females until I got marries and had two children. Here I was a thirty- five-year-old horny bitch. The children were spending the weekend with their grandparents on their father's side, and my husband was out of town on business for the company he worked for, so I was looking forward to a boring weekend. Sitting there on an early Saturday morning I started thinking about lesbian sex. I knew of a hotel down town that had a cocktail lounge that was frequented by unescorted ladies. I took my time bathing and selecting the clothes I was going to wear. I knew that going there before 4:00 pm was too early for the diner crowd, and the party crowd would not get into full swing until at least 7:00pm, but it had been so long since I indulged in the party scene. I figured there would be a few retired older women sipping their drinks, but with any luck I might find someone to satisfy my craving for the taste of pussy. I took the family car down town and parked the car in the hotel parking lot. I swear all bars smell the same, stale cigarette smoke, spilled alcohol and the smell of Lysol disinfectant coming from the bathrooms. When I entered the establishment it took my eyes a little time to adjust to the dim lighting in the bar. Just as I had anticipated, there were a couple of older weathered women sitting in a booth sipping on their drinks and chatting with each other. I chose to sit at the bar, so I could at least have the young female bartender to talk to. When she asked me what I was drinking. I ordered a double shot of Pinch Scotch. When she placed the napkin and glass in front of me, I asked her how her day had been going. She assured me that it had been quiet. She added that she would be back on the night shift next week. While we were talking the door opened and the sunlight came streaming in. All eyes turned to see who was coming in. At first the figure was in silhouette, so I couldn't make out what she looked like. When the door closed I could see that it was a young girl. I suspected she wasn't 21-years-old. She looked like a typical blonde high school cheerleader. She approached the bar and sat at the barstool closest to the entrance. When the bartender approached her she asked for whisky sour. The bartender asked to see some ID. The girl fished out a card that I assumed was a driver's license. The bartender was satisfied with the ID, even though she obviously doubted that the girl was old enough. She mixed the drink and placed it before the girl. I gave the girl a smile, but the girl looked nervous, but managed a faint smile. The girl drank too quickly, if she continued drinking at that pace she would be drunk within an hour. Just the same I gave the bartender the sign to refill the girl's glass. She made a fresh drink and replaced the empty glass with a fresh drink, and told the girl that I had bought it for her. The girl held up the glass as a gesture of thanks, and I held up my glass in acknowledgment. I slid off my stool and joined the girl at the end of the bar. I told her that my name was Aubrey and she told me that her name was Linda. I tried to find out more about her. She claimed to be a junior in college, but after a few questions I knew she was lying because she didn't know anything about the college curriculum. Of course I didn't let her know I knew she was lying. Eventually I excused myself to use the ladies room. . ......I made my way to the back of the bar and entered the ladies room. At least the hotel kept the bathrooms good repair and clean. I entered a stall and hiked up my skirt and pulled down my panties before sitting on the toilet. When I relieved myself there was that familiar sound of my urine splashing in the water of the bowl. I was still peeing when the door opened. I knew it was Linda without seeing her. I carefully finished removing my panties and stuffed them in my purse, before standing up and opening the stall door. I went to the marble sink and washed my hands. I checked to be sure it was Aubrey in the mirror before turning to face her. She was still standing just inside the door. Nothing was said as I approached her. I simply backed her up against the door to the ladies room, thus insuring no one was going to walk in on us. I took her in my arms and kissed her on the mouth and stuck my tongue into her mouth. As I did that I reached down and pulled up her skirt and pulled her panties aside, so that I could place my hand on her vulva. I used my middle finger to stroke the valley between her labia minor until she was slippery with her vaginal juices. Then I inserted my index finger into her vagina and used my thumb to stimulate her clitoris. I wiggled her clit around and pressed it against her pelvic bone. I added my middle finger into her vagina and quickened the pace of my masturbation of her. She was trembling and breathing hard into my mouth. To make her cum I used my other hand to pull up the back of her skirt and pulled the back the back of her panties and stuck my thumb up her puckered near hole. That was all it took to cause her to have an orgasm that over powered her. Her knees buckled, and I had to support her. When she stopped quivering I whispered in her ear, "Would you like to come home with me now?" Her voice quivered as she said, "Yes!" I helped her straighten up her skirt and we exited the ladies room. As we passed the bartender I winked at her. I guided Linda through the exit that led into the hotel lobby, so that we could use the elevators to go down to the underground parking lot. On the drive home I hiked up my dress and took hold of her wrist and placed her hand between my legs. She masturbated me all the way home. While was I was driving I found out that she actually was a sophomore cheerleader for her high school, and had lesbian desires hat she wanted to satisfy. It had taken her months to work up the nerve to enter the known lesbian lounge. I asked her about her ID and she told me that she used her older sisters ID, and they looked a lot alike. I gave her a quick tour of the house with my hand on her butt all the way. She complemented me on the photographs of my family, and asked me about the reason I had been in that bar. I told her that I had been just as nervous as her because that was also my first time entering that lounge. I told her that I had girlfriends until I got married, and it had been 10-years since my last encounter with a female. The last room I showed her was the master bedroom. I started removing her clothes. She had opted to wear a blouse and push up brassiere that would enhance the size of her small 35-B breasts. Under her tight fitting skirt she had on a delicate black thong. She was just as anxious to see what was under my cocktail dress. In preparation of the prospect of picking up a female I had selected a silver little dress that was sleeveless and the hem was so short I shouldn't bend over. The dress was my only support for my 38-DD breasts, and I had also selected high rise panties that did little to conceal my big booty. When we went to bed all ne had on was out nylons. Making love to a young high school girl was almost like the days when I was her age eating the pussy of girls. She as enthralled with my big tits. She sucked on them and massaged them until they were tender to the touch. I was able to get most of her tit in my mouth and I sucked them so hard that her creamy white flesh was red. I also had my legs wrapped around her right thigh. We were both so excited that our pussies were leaking of vaginal fluids. The bedroom smelled of our sex, and I couldn't resist the impulse to go down on her. I positioned my body between her legs and inspected her pussy. She was a natural honey blonde but her pubic hair was strawberry blonde or a pinkish red. She had trimmed her pubic hair for a bikini. There is something so erotic the way young girls look. The swollen vulvas only have a crack disappearing between their legs. Older woman have inner labia dangling from the crack like pink or mauve broccoli, some even have clitoris' that protrude well beyond the crack. I happen to be a woman with a clit that protrudes like a little penis, and I do love having it sucked on. I sucked on Linda's pussy until she cried out, grabbed two hands full of the bedspread. When she recovered she me up and kissed my cum covered face, and had me lay on my back so that she could reenact what I had done to her. She as fascinated with my clit and did suck on it like it was a penis. Just looking down between my legs was so erotic I could cum looking at her sweet innocent looking face buried in my pubic hair. She was making muffled animal sounds while she sucked on my clit. When my orgasm over took me I couldn't control my thighs as they slapped her ears. When I recovered I pulled her up onto her knees and spread her butt cheeks and licked her from pussy to asshole. Linda probably had never dreamed of having her ass licked or rimming her asshole, but she learned quickly to enjoy it. I let her rest for a short time before rolling her over onto her back, so that I could sit on her face. My labia spread over her like a gas mask and my clit was poking her nose. I rode her face like a horse, so that my own asshole was coming in contact with her mouth and nose. Linda had to do the same things to me, and I was happy to allow her to do them. We lounged around the rest of the evening while we masturbated each other. We eventually had to get dressed. I took her to diner before taking her home. We had exchanged cellphone numbers and e- mail addresses. Whenever we could get together we enjoyed uninhibited sex. 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.