Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2018 11:46:05 -0700 From: Jan none Subject: Convenience Store Pickup (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, F/f) 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: Copyright 2018 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@gmail.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Convenience Store Pickup By Jan I made a quick stop at a local convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes and a soft drink. While I was opening the cooler to retrieve can of Cactus Cooler, I notices the cute looking teenager behaving suspiciously. I was curious about what she was up to, so I kept an eye on her. She was a brunette with straight hair that looked heavy and reached the small of her back. She was wearing a roomy cable knit sweater with tight fitting skinny jeans and blue leather cross trainers. When she thought there was no one looking she rubbered the crotch of her jeans. She made her way to the Slurpee machine and filled a cup, put the plastic lid on and stuck a straw in it. I followed her to the counter where the clerk rang it up and asked her if there was anything else she would like. She nervously said, "A pack of Camels." The clerk asked, "May I see your ID." The girl said "forget it" a dug into her jeans and paid for the slurpy. She gathered up her change and headed for the door. I stepped up and placed my can on the counter and asked for pack of Pall Malls. The clerk reached for a pack and placed them on the counter and asked if there was anything else. After I said "That's all" he rang it up and paid for them and gathered up by change and put the cigarettes in my purse and took hold of the can and headed for the door. I got into my Toyota and opened the pack of cigarettes, put one in my mouth and lit it. The I started the car and headed for the exit to the road. I no more than made my right turn and I saw that teenaged girl about a hundred feet in front of me, so I pulled up alongside of her and lowered the passage door window. "Honey, can I give you a lift?" The girl looked into the car and smiled, "Okay." She opened the door and stepped down into the passenger seat. As soon as she buckled her seat belt, I pulled away from the curb. I said, "here are you going?" She said, "I was headed to the home of a friend a short distance in this direction." I asked, "Would you like a cigarette?" "yes, thanks" I handed her the pack and she pulled one out and put it to her lips and handed the pack back to me. I put the pack in the console tray, as she lit her cigarette. After she took a drag and exhaled, I placed my hand on her thigh, and asked, "Do you really need to go to her house?" The girl looked at me with her big brown eyes, and smiled, "Not at all." I handed her the paper bag with the soft drink. And asked her, "Would like to keep company with me this afternoon?" As I squeezed her inner thigh, Th girl looked at me and I saw a faint smile, "Sure, what is your name?" "Shirley, and what is your name?" "Elizbeth, but my friends call Liz." "Interesting, do you know that Lis implies?" "Sure, if implies someone that is a muff diver." "Have you ever done that before?" "That was why I was going to visit my girlfriend." She took another drag on her cigarette and tilted her head back and blew the smoke out but she inhaled through her nose drawing some smoke up her nose. She looked like a little temptress that knew far too much about life for a girl her age. I was instantly attracted to her and felt a strong sexual attraction for her. I debated the pros and cons of the possibilities of seducing this young girl. My choice was to take her home with me. I drove her directly to my single-story craftsman style home. The detached garage had been replaced with a two-car garage in the same style. The space between the concrete ribbons had been filled in with red bricks in a herringbone pattern. The old cider shingles had been treated with oils that had darkened them with age. The house was trimmed with red and green. When we entered the house, I'm sure she had no appreciation or understanding of the value of the Persian area rugs in my home. She probably didn't are for my period furniture and Tiffany lamps were just colorful to her. The house had a front parlor with the living room behind pocket doors. Liz had finished the cigarette and soft drink before we entered the house, so I took the empty can from her and put it n the trash. I was suspected that she would enjoy the sweet taste of a Rum and Coke. While she sat on the couch in the parlor I went to the other room to mix the drinks. When I returned with a decanter and glasses with ice. After filling two glasses I handed her one, and joined her on the couch. I watched her take a sip of her drink. The smile on her face was enough to tell me that she approved of the Rum and Coke. I leaded close and asked, "Have you had sex with an adult female?" She looked at me with her big brown eyes and said, "I have never had sex with an adult." I suggested, "You might enjoy pretending that I am your mother, and address me as your Mama." Liz flashed me a big smile, "Yes Mama!" Hearing her address, me as Mama made my panties wet. I leaned close and kissed her on the mouth. She opened her mouth and accepted my tongue with a soft moan. That emboldened me to place my hand on her firm little 33-B breast. There was no doubt that there was no brassiere under hat baggy sweater. I slipped my hand under the sweater and squeezed her left breast. Liz let out another pleasant moan and sighed into my mouth, "Oh, Mama that feels so good!" I lifted her sweater up over her chest to expose her small breasts to me. They were absolutely adorable. They can only be described as pear shaped. The body of her breasts were firm orbs with her areolas look like swollen caps on top of her tits with hard little nipples. I couldn't resist bending over and taking her areola into my mouth and sucking on it as if I was trying to get milk form her tit. Liz was moaning and she reach down and hefted my left tit with her right hand as if she was weighing it. The feel of her hand squeezing my tit induced a moan from me even with my mouth full of her tit. When I finely wrenched myself away from her breast because I had an overpowering desire to see her pussy. Liz objected to my abandonment of her breast but when I placed my hand on the crotch of her jeans the objections ceased. I rubbed her crotch until I felt the heat warming up her jeans. Then I unbuttoned her skinny jeans. I knew there was no ay I was going to pull her jean off over her shoes, so I slipped off the couch and knelt on the floor in front of Liz and removed her shoes and socks. I took that opportunity to massage her feet before I thought about removing her jeans. I leaned over her knees and finished unbuttoning her jeans before I took old of her waistband and started toughing them down. She had to arch her back to lift her butt up enough for me to pull the jeans out from under her butt. It was a struggle to peel the jeans down her legs and free of her feet. I absolutely adored running my hands over the smooth supple flesh of her thighs and butt. While I was squeezing her butt, I put my face in her crotch. I adored the pungent aroma of her pussy. I buried my nose in her dark pubic hair. Running my tongue through her pubic hair seeking out her vaginal opening and her little clitoris. Liz let out a string of obscene explanations of her approval of my actions. "Damn BITCH that feels so fucking good! My girlfriend has never eaten my pussy as good as you are doing!" I placed my hands under her butt and lifted her ass up until my mouth had access to her asshole as well as her pussy. When I started licking her asshole she couldn't say enough about how much she loved what I was doing. She suddenly went into convulsion's having an orgasm that ended in her passing out for a moment. When she awoke her body was still trembling for a moment. I lifted my body off the floor and sat on the couch next to Liz. We clung to each other and kiss with such passion that I was sucking air from her lings and breathing the air from my lungs into hers. Liz eventually started clawing my clothes from me. "Mama I want to suck your tits and eat your pussy?" In response I simp.ly kissed her. Now it was Liz that set about undressing me. There was no problem pulling my 38-DD's over the bodice of my dress. While she was sucking on my nipples I reached behind my back and unzipped the back of my dress. My heavy breasts pushed my dress down to allow my breasts to rest on my ribs. Liz set about sucking on my nipples and pressing her face into my soft tits. Eventually I grew impatient for her to turn her attention to the itch in my pussy. I took hold of her wrist and pulled her hand down to my crotch. She started rubbing my pussy for a short time. Soon all of her attention was turn to my pussy. She slid off of the couch to her knees and proceeded to push my dress up around my waist. Doing so exposed that I was wearing lace lavender hip hugger panties. I had to arch my back to help her pull my panties down and free of my nude nylon clad legs and modest pumps. Liz was fascinated to find that I had shaven my pussy that morning leaving my flesh as smooth as a baby's butt. She asked, "Why did you shave your pussy?" I responded with, "Some of my friends don't like to get hairs caught between their teeth of a hair getting a stray hair caught on the back of their tongue where they can't swallow it or cough it up, so I keep my pussy shaved. Liz smiled and used her tongue to test just how smooth my vulva was. When she found my engorged clitoris, she took it into her moth and sucked on it like she had my nipples. It didn't take long before I had a satisfying orgasm. I was very relaxed as Liz crawled up to lay on top of my body. The room smelled of perfume, sweat, and sex. When Liz kissed me, I could taste and smell my own pussy juice all over her face and mouth. We clung to each other until the sweat dried. I didn't want this sexual encounter to end so soon, so I virtually picked her up bodily and draped her face down over the left arm of the overstuffed couch. When I had her positioned where I wanted her I placed my hands on her butt and spread her cheeks to expose the smoky mucus midbrain of her anal opening. Her puffy labia majora with dark hairs were visible. I knelt on the couch behind her and ran my nose up and down the valley from her pussy to the twin dimples at the top od her ass crack. I relished the smell of her pussy and the sweat aroma of her asshole. While Liz moaned and spoke of the thrill, I swabbed her asshole with m tongue. At times I spit on her asshole before driving the tip of my tongue as deep as I could into her asshole. I tongue fucked her until she announced that she was cumming with a howl. Liz lay there until she recovered. Her hair was so long that it was resting on the floor. When she sat up she whipped her head causing her hair to swing over her head. She was sporting a satisfied smile from ear to ear. I could tell that she was thinking. She pushed me around and moved me to the other end of the couch, of course without much resistance on my part. She directed me to drape myself over the arm of the couch with her hands. Once I was dangling over the arm with my ass vulnerable to her every desire, she swatted the cheeks of my ass until they were bright red, then she spit on the crack of my ass, before she started licking my crack, she also tongued fucked my asshole and my pussy from behind. I had a very satisfying orgasm, and I to lay there while recovering for a time. When I sat up we hugged and kissed again. My body was covered with sweat and her body slid all over me. I knew better than to let her leave smelling of sweat and sex, so I led her to my bathroom and drew a tub full of warm water. I stepped into the tub and pulled her in front of me. As I sat in the tub I had her sit between my legs. I love washing her body thoroughly. By the time I was though her tits and pussy had never been cleaner. She even enjoyed another orgasm. When we were dry and dressed I drove her to her home. It was agreed that she would introduce me to her mother as the mother of one of her school classmates. Liz became a frequent visitor to my house and at times she even got to append the night with me. Eventually she even came out to her family and as much as her father hated it they accepted that was never going to be the Rockwell type of housewife. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay6969@gmail.com.