Date: Sun, 10 Jul 2022 02:49:51 +0000 (UTC) From: "cs.unwin@yahoo.co.uk" Subject: Coming out at the cottage Chapter 3 Coming out at the cottage Chapter 3 By cs.unwin Warning: This story contains adult content. If such material offends you or if you are under 19 please stop reading. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2022 cs.unwin, All rights reserved Please mail to cs.unwin@yahoo.co.uk if you have any questions or comments. Please donate so Nifty.org can continue to publish stories: https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I was walking along the beach alone one day when I met our neighbor Elizabeth, a mature single woman. She was coming the other way and we both stopped to chat. She was fully dressed but I was wearing a two piece bathing suit that I had nearly grown out of. The top barely contained my recently matured boobs and I soon realized Elizabeth had been checking them out. I had known her most of my life, but I had never thought of her in a sexual way. But perhaps because I had been so sexually active that had changed and I got a distinct vibe. I decided to test my theory by pretending to adjust the top of the bra. There was no doubt - she was checking out my tits. I was certain she was lusting after my ripe young body. Some instinct told me this was an opportunity and since we were right in front of her cottage I took a chance and asked if I could use her toilet. She said OK and followed me up to her place. Elizabeth Campbell was in her early 50s and had been a college teacher. After several years teaching and remaining single, she had met and married a man quite a bit older than she was. After several years of being happily married her husband died sadly, but had left her quite a lot of money. She had her own cottage and usually spent the whole summer there. Elizabeth was fairly plain looking but looked much younger than her age. Her brown hair was cut fairly short and gave her a bit of a butch librarian look. As a kid I hadn't liked her very much because she had babysat me a few times and she had been very strict. When I came out of the washroom Elizabeth had a friendly smile on her face and asked me if I wanted a soda. I accepted, but I felt really nervous. My adolescent hormones were working overtime and this made me much bolder than I usually was. As we sat on Elizabeth's screened-in porch and chatted about nothing in particular, I fiddled with my swimsuit top, as if it were too tight (which in truth it was). Finally Elizabeth pretended to notice. "Is something wrong with your top Sandy? It looks like you have ants in there." She said. "It's too tight!" I replied. "I've grown so much it doesn't fit me anymore." "Yes," she said with a smile. "I notice you've really grown a lot recently. You have developed into a really attractive young lady. Feel free to take it off if you like. Don't worry it's just us girls here. Here i'll help you take it off," she offered, took my hand and pulled me to my feet. Before I knew it she had turned me around and had unfastened the strap on my bathing suit top. I let it fall the the floor and turned around to face Elizabeth and looked her in the eyes. She looked at my boobs and drew in her breath sharply. Then I did one of the bravest things I think I've ever done; I took her hands and placed them on my boobs and shivered as I felt her palms on my swollen nipples. Elizabeth kissed me, and with more passion than I expected of her, a deep kiss with plenty of tongue. After that and without saying a word she led me to her bedroom to make love to me. When she pulled off my swimsuit bottoms I immediately felt vulnerable, especially after she pushed me onto her bed and looked at me the same way a predator might look at its prey. "God you're beautiful Sandy," she said to me and smiled. All my doubts suddenly vanished. She quickly removed her own clothes and I saw her naked for the first time. She was my first adult - her body was thickening around the waist and ass and her boobs were small and sagged slightly. The only surprise to me was she'd completely shaved her pussy - the crease between her legs was as smooth and hairless as a little girls'. I was a little surprised because in those days, unlike today, shaving your pussy was not as normal as it is now. I thought she looked amazing and my pussy was wet with anticipation. Despite her slightly severe schoolteacher appearance, in bed she was passionate and assertive. Once she had removed my clothes she practically raped me. After she had used her mouth and fingers to ravage my breasts and pussy she pushed me to my knees and taught me how to please her. In this way she became my first butch. And I adored it all, her demands to make her cum, her telling me I was her little bitch, and her bending me over and using her lubricated fingers to open and stuff both my holes. Labor Day came far too soon that year and before I knew it my parents had shut the cottage, packed the station wagon, and we were headed back to the city to a new school year, And what a year it was! Unlike Cathy, both Julia and Elizabeth lived in the same city as I did and both were known to my folks. Continued in Chapter 4