Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2018 13:58:41 -0700 From: Jan none Subject: Cougar and the Kitten (Lesbian/adult Youth, oral, anal, F/g) 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. Cougar and the Kitten By Jan In our small town the two-main employment was farming and mining. There was a single highway running through the center of town and the nearest additional town were at least thirty miles away. The population was stagnated at 5,346 people. There was always the desire to get away from the town for better opportunities. The teenager only had a single Dairy Queen to hang out at. The local sheriff turned a blind eye to youngsters driving by the age of 12 as long as they behaved. When they wanted to party, they traveled outside of his jurisdiction to drink and smoke pot. I was a 45-year-old woman that has seen plenty, and if I have to describe myself I'm a 145-pound Dike and make no apologies for my life style. If anyone is offended by that, TOUGH SHIT! I'm all woman and I take pride in my thick mane of chestnut hair flowing down my back. My face is wide with big brown eye. I was gifted by my mother with large G sized beasts and wide hips. I had discovered my sexuality by the time I entered high school. Being a large girl, I was teased and ignored by my contemporaries in grammar school. I was more at home with an older group. Physically I developed much younger than the girls my age. The older group of teenagers didn't realize how young I was. In my attempt to be accepted I gave up my virginity to a guy 20-years older than me. The relationship didn't last long. He panicked as soon a he learned my age. He feared of the possibility of a statutory rape charge. I felt abandoned personally. That is saying something because it is common for 14-yer-olds to get pregnant and have to get married in our community. One afternoon I was walking home from the Dairy Queen when an old sports utility vehicle (SUV) pulled over in front of me. I recognized the car as belonging to a middle-aged woman well known to me. Mrs. Hatch was a person I knew well. Her husband was a hard worker; and had a reputation of having several bastards in town and even more spread around neighboring towns. She had five children two of which didn't look like either of them. A lot of women in our town were known to be free with their favors. Mrs. Hatch said, "Come on Phillis I will give you a lift. I jumped into her car without question. She invited me to come home with her for something to drink. I accepted her offer instantly. When we arrived at her house I noticed that none of her children were no where to be seen. She told me that they were visiting their grandparents. She sent me to the living room while she went to get us a couple of tall glasses of sweet iced tea. She had carried a couple of large shopping bags into the house and placed them next to the couch as I sat down. When she returned she sat next to me and handed me one of the glasses. She insisted that I call her Jannie. There was the normal small talk about school before I asked about what was in the bags. She told me she had bought some new lingerie and asked if I would like to see them. I agreed of, so we gathered up the bags and headed to the bedroom. I sat on the bed while she started removing her clothes. I was impressed with her figure. No one with five children should have a figure like hers. When she removed her bra, she lifted her large breasts and rubbed the red marks where the straps of her bra left red marks. I was impressed with the size of her tits and the size of her nipples. When she removed her panties, I got a good look at her crotch and butt, as she turned around to discard the used underwear. She had a curvaceous figure with just a little sagging of her lower tummy. Her pubic hair was trimmed and shaped (a bikini cut). She had long shapely legs without nylons on. (Very few women in our town wear nylons daily). She reached into her shopping bags and pulled out lacy new underwear and stepped into them, without any thought about a thought about if it was appropriateness of be naked in my presence. She even stepped towards me and invited me to feel the material. I placed my hand on the silken crotch of her panties and rubbed them gently. Velma took hold of my wrist and forced me to rub harder. She even let out a moan. It was obvious that she was getting off on me rubbing her crotch. She leaned close and kissed me on the lips. It was obvious that she was coming on to me. I could have rejected her advances and left her home, but I was intrigued by the idea of having sex with an older woman. I didn't resist when she stuck her tongue into my mouth. She placed a hand on one of my breasts and squeezed. I even helped her remove my school clothes. She knew every well that I was only an 11-year-old sixth grader. When we removed my bra, she was duly impressed with the size of my tits. She said, "It's hard to believe that any girl your age could be as developed as you are." For the first time my size was a cause for pride. I had always been teased by my classmates and older boys were always trying to get in my panties. I didn't object when she placed her hand on one of my breast and squeezed it firmly. She also continued kissing me while she played with my tits. She eventually started removing my skirt and panties. Again, she was impressed to see that I already had a dark brown pubic bush. She had me sit back down on her bed and she parted my legs as she knelt between them. She draped my legs over her shoulders before she set about sucking my pussy. (I had only had one other lover before, but Jannie was by far better at eating pussy). The way she was shaking her head was dragging her mouth and tongue all over my pussy. She sucked on my clit as well. I managed to have a very strong orgasm. Velma mounted the bed and sat with her back against the pile of pillows like a monarch. She her feet up almost to her butt with her knees and spread her legs, giving me an unobstructed view of her pussy. Her labia even parted enough for me to see her clitoris. I knelt between her legs and took her clit into my mouth. I sucked o it like it was a nipple and flicked it with my tongue. She was telling me things like, what a good girl I was, and how good I was at sucking her cunt. After that day I was a confirmed lesbian. It was surprising how many adult women in town were unsatisfied with the sex they were receiving from their husbands and any of the local players. I didn't have to go looking for women to seduce. I was being sought after by horny housewives. I was well known around the community. I was hated by the religious right and the males that are homophobic. In most cases both groups are cowards when faced one on one with anyone. They have to have supports to work up the courage to attack fellow human beings. I spent my life doing my best to avoid both group. The only time I was free to be myself was on the occasions I took a vacation and visited places like San Francisco or Hollywood. That 45-years of age my future looked like I would never have true love. I would just exist to gratify the desires of frustrated housewives. Being well known as the local dyke I was either sought out, ignored, shunned or strangely enough befriended by people to prove to themselves that they were not homophobic bigots. Then something happened to change my prospects. There was a wife of a long hall truck driver, named Jannie, that got bored being left alone for months at a time with her three young girls. She could have chosen to hook up with one of the young Romeos in town, but she chose to contact me. We met in one of the aisle of the local grocery store one afternoon while buying groceries. She asked, "Phillis, I have been thinking. If I were to date any of the local males around town it would end badly eventually. If you were willing to be discreet about it and appreciate that we have to keep it from my girls, and you can't be around when my husband is home; I would love to date you." It stuck me that her proposal was an insult. Well Jannie, I'm flattered that you want to allow me to gratify your sexual desires, but I'll pass at this time. Who knows someone else may allow me to kiss her ass in public." I proceeded to push my cart passed her. Jannie grabbed my arm, "I didn't mean to make it sound like that! I really would like to date you, but I have to keep it a secret. This is a small town and full of a bunch of busy-bodes. I do love my husband, but he is gone most of the time." "Just how do you propose for us to date without being found out?" "My daughter is at school from 8:00 am to 3:00 pm, so that would be a good time." I was thinking of brushing her off but was intrigued by the idea of fucking one of the sexiest women in town and keep it from everyone. "Okay, I well be there tomorrow." I wasn't concerned about being seen driving to her home. Fortunately, she lived a couple of miles out of town in an old farm house with a couple of out barns. I figured no one pay any attention if I turned off the highway onto the road leading to several farms. About fifteen minutes before 9:00 am, I headed out of town and made the a right turn off the highway and drove to her home. I parked the next to one of the barns and approached the house. I no more than opened my car door than Jannie opened the screen door and stood on the porch to welcome me. She led me to the kitchen where we sat at the table and drank strong coffee while we talked. Jannie admitted that she had sex with a woman in her youth but had chosen to get married instead. She told me that Mary 14. When we finished our coffee, she took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom. We undressed each other so that we could study each other's bodies. In bed we hugged and kissed before we sucked each other's tits and I went down on her and ate her pussy. I had brought along a strap-on dildo in case she wanted me to fuck her. There was no need to contain her excitement because the nearest farm house was a mile away. She had a strong orgasm from the oral sex. She had a second orgasm while I was fucking her with a ten-inch dildo. After that we clung to each other and kissed for a while. Then Jannie sucked my pussy until had an orgasm. When I recovered, we talked about our past. Jannie clung to me as we wallowed on the sweaty sheets. She made lunch for us and we sucked each other's pussies one more time before we showered together before I got dressed and returned to town before the school bus would drop Mary off. When I returned to my apartment I had plenty of time to get some sleep before having to go to work. I deliberately chose to work the graveyard shift at the Sinclair gas station and convenience store. I prefer that shift because of the extra pay and it allows me to spend the days fucking the local lonely housewives. The manager of the station like me and always teased me about the housewives I was fucking. Our gas station was the only one within 50-miles, so the local religious right women had to patronize the station, even if they hated the fact that he had a dyke working for him. He took pleasure in making these ladies uncomfortable forcing them to talk to me when they needed gas. He also enjoys finding out who I'm fucking for his own prurient pleasure. When I would get to work he would ask me who I had seduced yesterday. Of course, I had no intention of telling him. He started speculating, "She's married, probably has children and her husband is out of town. Humm. Whose husband is out of town." He started listing names of women. I smiled to myself because a lot of the women he listed I had sex with before, but he failed to list Jannie's name. I guess he missed her because she didn't live within the city limits. It wasn't difficult getting together with Jannie. By the time I was relieved at work I had time to shower change clothes get a bite to eat before driving out to Jannie's. Many a time Jannie would greet me in nothing but a simple thin nighty. We would spend the morning hours making love. I do love the taste of a woman's flesh. To me the smell of a wet pussy is ambrosia. I would clean up and be gone before the Mary would come home. As much as I enjoyed fucking Jannie I still found time to fuck other women. I love the smell of sweaty plump women, and as they say about skinny women, "The meat is sweeter closer to the bone." Because of my unwillingness to stop seeing other women Jannie would get a little pissed when I wouldn't come to her home on the spur of the moment when she had an opportunity to be alone in the afternoon, like when the Mary was visiting her friends or grandparents. Jannie introduced Mary to me as a friend so that she would be used to seeing me around occasionally. She assumed she was too young to understand or appreciate the gossip about me. When I would visit we would make love for hours. One morning Jannie warned me that Mary was home because she as sick. She admonished me to be quiet for fear of waking Mary up. She led me to her bedroom where we removed each other's clothes and made a mess of me bed. While Jannie was laying across her bed I knelt by the bed and draped her long legs over my shoulders while I ate her pussy. After she had an orgasm I mounted the bed and parked my butt on her pillows with my back resting against her carved wooden headboard. I spread my legs and bent my knees as I drew my feet up almost to my butt. Jannie got on her knees between my legs and started sucking my pussy. I was enjoying her efforts and was stroking her hair with my eyes closed. I happened to open them at one point and saw the white face of Mary, peeking out from behind the bedroom door to the hallway. I didn't want Jannie to panic so I didn't say anything. I was also titillated by the knowledge that we were being watched by her daughter. I eventually creamed all over Jannie's face. At the conclusion I pulled Jannie up and kissed her on the mouth with tongue, while watching Mary close the door. It was several days later that I was at my apartment resting before going to work. There was a knock at my door. I went to the door expecting to see one of the women I was fucking. When I opened the door, I was stunned for a moment because standing there in front od me was Jannie's daughter, Mary. She said, "Phillis I would like to talk to you in private about something." I was intrigued with the urgent tone of her voice. So, I stepped back and allowed her to enter my apartment. Mary moved to the cheap couch and sat down. I saw her taking in what my apartment looked like. I don't know what she expected. It was just a typical furnished apartment complex at least forty years old. "Mary, what can I do for you?" "I have been curious about lesbian sex for a couple of years. I saw what Mother was doing to you the other day and want to ask you to teach me about that kind of sex." Honey, I don't know how much you know about me, but I have never dated a girl as young as you before! Your mother would have me arrested for statutory rape if I were to have sex with you." Mary pointed out to me, "Almost a third of the girls in this town are pregnant by the time they are my age! I have no desire to be one of them." "Mary, I have no desire to go to jail either!" "Mother doesn't need to know!" "Mary it is almost imposable to keep a secret in a town this small. Look at how quickly you found out about your mother and me." I told her that I would drive her home, but us having sex is out of the question. I drove her home. After Mary went to her room to do her homework, Jannie and I sat at the kitchen table for coffee and I told Jannie that Mary has seen what we were doing the other day. She wasn't a sick as we thought. She came to my apartment after school today and asked me to make love to her. Jannie was shocked to lean, that Mary had gone to my apartment to proposition me. I calmed her down and told her we need to discussing what would be the best way to handle this situation. We agreed we couldn't lie to her, after all she had seen us. We agreed that we didn't want her approaching other girls and women and wind up being branded as dyke like me. Jannie wasn't comfortable talking to Mary about sex, so she asked me to do it for her. With her approval I went to Mary's room and knock on her door. We Mary invited me in I sat on her bed next to her. I told her that her mother had given me permission to talk to her about sex. I asked, "How much do you know about me?" Mary deflected her eyes, "I have heard talk about you being a dyke." "What do you think that means?" "Isn't a dyke a lesbian that behaves like a man?" I chuckle, "Some women do dress like a male, but not all of us behave like men. In truth I'm just a lesbian. I have no desire to have sex with men." "What is it like to make love to a woman" "For me it is the best way to experience sex. For someone like your mother she is happy with sex with her husband, but as you know he is not around a lot. Your mother has strong sexual desires and doesn't want to run the risk her marriage by cheating with men. Having sex with me has no danger of becoming pregnant. I hope you can understand that and not think badly about your mother." Mary looked me in the eyes and said, "I love my mother and want to be just like her! Will you please teach me about how to make love to a woman?" I sat back and thought about that. "I don't feel comfortable talking about tis in your mother's home. If your mother approves you can come to my apartment tomorrow and we can discuss the possibility of us having sex." Mary insisted on asking her mother right away. I followed her as she headed for the kitchen where she expected to find her mother. She asked her mother if she could visit me after school tomorrow. Jannie looked past her at me, and I shrugged my shoulders without comment. Jannie said, "It would be more prudent to meet someplace less conspicuous. Why not come here?" I said, "Jannie, I wasn't sure that you would be comfortable with me instructing Mary in your presence." "Well, I would prefer for the two of you to do so in a safe location, so I will go shopping for a few hours." With that said, she picked up her purse and headed for the door, Mary virtually jumped upon me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips. I carried her to her bedroom kissing her all the way. As soon as we were in her room we set about ripping each other's clothes off each other. Mary was like a hungry animal the way she went about sucking my tits and pussy. I found it breathtaking to look down and see her sweet face looking to at me as she buried her face in my pubic hair. The orgasm she induced in me was heart stopping. We hugged and kissed until I was ready to make love to her. I rolled her over onto her back and set about exploring every inch of her body. I massaged her small breasts and sucking on them hard. I set about ravaging her body. I ate her pussy reputedly until she had orgasm after orgasms until she passed out. When she recovered I rolled her up with her butt up. I held her around the waist as I started licking her asshole. Mary was resting on her shoulders looking up at my face as I spit in her asshole and drove my tongue into her ass. I'm sure it was uncomfortable for her to be curled up like that but she eventually cried out with another orgasm. When we had recovered we opted to clean up by bathing together. By the time Jannie returned home we had dinner together and the two of them kissed me as I headed off to work. While at work that night I thought about the prospect of engaging in a three-way with the two of them. We did have an opportunity to have that three- way with them. One way or another the rumor of our relationship must have made its way to Jannie's husband. He insisted on moving the family to another state. With their departure my reputation increased tenfold. Women were dropping by my apartment daily. I was fucking housewives and teenagers daily. 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.