Date: Sat, 25 Mar 2017 15:48:49 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Daughters Unusual GF (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, hair, F/f, F/F, F/FF) Adult Youth, oral, anal, hair, F/f, F/F, F/FF 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. Copyright 2017 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Daughter's Unusual GF By Jan I didn't think much about my daughter asking me if she could bring her girlfriend home with her from school to spend the Easter Spring break from boarding school. After all she was attending boarding school on her father's dime. Part of our divorce was his continued support of our daughter's education. His only interest was providing her with the best education without another contact with her or me. Lisa was attending a prestigious east coast all girl's prep boarding school. I only had the privilege of seeing her on vacations and holidays. Lisa had been enrolled in the school as soon as she reached primary school. As a result she had become almost a stranger to me by the time she entered high school. When she called me to tell me what flight they were on and the time she would arrive I assured her that I would be there to pick them up. I made sure that I was there in plenty of time. I made my way to the terminal and checked the electronic board for her flight time arrival only to find that it was delayed for thirty minutes. I went to the café and bought myself a large coffee and settled down to await the flight to arrive. When they announced the gate the flight was disembarking at I made my way to that gate. As the passengers came through the gate I scanned them for Lisa's face. Eventually I saw her. I expected her to be accompanied by a classmate about her age, but didn't see anyone near her that would fit that description. When I saw her and waved at her, I was struck by how mature she looked for a not quit fifteen. She was a natural honey blonde, and her school uniform couldn't hide her well-developed figure. Her school blazer with the school crest on the pocket and the white blouse with narrow tie resting between her breasts were proof that she was truly a woman. The gray pleated skirt was short enough to allow anyone to admire her shapely legs. Not even the knee socks and black oxford shoes detracted to her beauty. I couldn't help admire how attractive my daughter was. When Lisa saw me, her face lite up, and she picked up her pace as she approached me. She was closely followed by an older woman that didn't look like the kind of woman that would be associated with a private school. Lisa placed her hand around the woman's waist and announced, "Mom, this is Bobby my best friend! Bobby, this is Connie, my mother!" As the stocky woman stuck out her hand for me to shake it, I studied the woman accompanying my daughter. She looked to be a woman in her forties. I figured she was about as size 12, if she had been wearing a dress. Only she was dressed in what looked like a ski jacket over a sports shirt, tight fitting blue jeans, and thick soled gum boots. Not exactly the kind of woman you would expect to see accompanying a girl in a private school uniform. I was a little shocked, so I didn't say anything as we made our way to the luggage claim area. As their bags came out onto the carrousel they pulled them off and we made our way to the parking lot. As soon as I paid for the parking and we were on the road home I asked Bobbie, "How did you meet Lisa?" as I looked in the rearview mirror at the woman. "I met your daughter at a party at the home of one of the school's faculty. We discovered that we had a lot on common." I thought that was an answer without telling me anything. I let it rest, in hopes that I would get a better answer from Lisa later. It was getting late so I stopped at restaurant chain to buy dinner for the three of us before taking them home. Upon arriving home there came the problem of sleeping arrangements after all I only had a two bedroom house. In Lisa's youthful excitement she insisted that Bobby drop her bag in her bedroom. When I asked about their sleeping arrangement, she simply announced that they would share her bed. I was disturbed by the difference in their ages, but didn't express my concern. I only have the one bathroom, so I let the two of them use the bathroom before going to the extra bedroom. Bobby used it first and emerged from the bathroom wearing cotton blue and white stripped pajamas. She talked to me while Lisa used the bathroom. I asked Bobby what she did for a living, and she told me that she was the department head from the school of art at the State University. I wanted to know why a college professor would be going on vacation with a freshman high school girl, but was actually apprehensive what the response would be. When Lisa emerged from the bathroom she was wearing a scandalous short nightgown. With her face freshly washed she had an innocent looking youthful face. She was excited and hugged and kissed me on the cheek and took Bobby by the hand and led her to the bedroom. I took a quick bath and while soaking in the tub I lay there thinking about Lisa and her older girlfriend. I didn't want to admit to myself that my daughter was a lesbian but I couldn't help thinking about what I suspected they were doing in the next room. In the morning after putting on a long quilted house coat and tapped on Lisa's bedroom door and asked them if they would like breakfast. Lisa assured me that they would like that, so I went to the kitchen to prepare the meal. I set the table and started brewing coffee before broiling bacon and glassing dices onions and bell peppers. I made omelets for the three of us. The house was soon filled with the aroma of bacon, coffee, and toast. When they joined me in the kitchen Bobby was dressed in the same clothes he had worn yesterday, and Lisa was wearing shorts a simple sweater with tennis shoes. I asked, "Bobby would you like coffee?" "Yes...black please." I filled a mug for her, and Lisa asked for a cup too. I had never seen her drink coffee before, and wondered when she developed a taste for coffee. I filled a second mug and placed it before her. Lisa poured in a generous portion of non-dairy creamer, turning the black liquid to a tan color. I filled my own mug and added a touch of cinnamon. It was difficult for me to look then in the eye as we eat. I asked them what they were planning on doing. Lisa said, "I was thinking on taking Bobby on a hike up Mt. Lowell, so she can see what our little town looks like." "Do you want me take time off to drive you?" Bobby said, "That won't be necessary I will rent a car for the week." While I was cleaning the dishes and changing into my work clothes, Bobby called the local rental agency to reserve a car. I drove then to the agency, and waited while they selected the car before going to work. I was distracted all day thinking about my daughter's relationship with that woman. When I got home I didn't see the car they had rented and assumed they were not home. I went to my room to change clothes. After putting on a comfortable dress I figured that as usual my daughter would not have bothered making her bed this morning, so I went to her room to make the bed. Upon opening the door I was shocked to see the naked butt of Bobby staring me in the face. She was crouched over the naked body of my daughter with her face buried in her crotch. I couldn't help noticing that Bobby not only had a bug ass and there was an abundant amount of dark hair ringing her asshole and covering her clam shell of a pussy. Upon hearing me entering their room they both were startled. Bobby responded by sitting up on her knees with her back to me. Lisa was in no position to move, but she grabbed a pillow and covered her naked breasts, but not before I got a look at how much she had matured. Her young breasts were swollen and her puffy areolas were swollen like pink peaches on top of her creamy white breasts. The nipples were inverted. I stood there unable to decide if I should leave the room or not. I finally retreated and closed the door behind me. I made my way to the living room and collapsed in my recliner. I was numb, unable to cry or think about anything but the sight of that big white ass with the hairy crotch. I could still smell the pungent aroma of sex. I hardly noticed it when the two of them entered the living room. Bobby was dressed as she had been that morning except for her feet being bare. She sat on the couch facing me and she leaned forward, "I'm sorry that you saw what you did, but Lisa and I are in love with each other!" "But she is my daughter, and she is too young to know what she wants!" Bobby asked, "Didn't you ever have oral sex with a woman?" "I experimented with girlfriends in my youth, but that ended when I started dating boys." "Lisa had made her choice long before I met her. Maybe you should talk to her." Bobby rose and went to the bedroom and sent Lisa to talk to me. When Lisa approached me, she couldn't look me in the eyes. She was wearing the same shorts and sweater. She knelt in front of me and placed her hands on my knees. I asked, "Lisa...tell me all about how you came to fall in love with a woman old enough to be your mother?" "I don't know where to start. At the boarding school almost all of the girls learned to have sex with each other. I spent many nights in the bed of my classmates. I soon developed a crush on my favorite teacher, and she taught me so much more about the way a woman can love me. I have had many lovers until the day that a teacher invited me to a party at her home and I met Bobby. As the girls and women started talking to each other I found that I was drawn to Bobby. I fell in love with her that day." I said, "Same sex marriage is not legal in this State! How can you live that way?" "Mother when I finish school we can live together, just the same. Can you forgive me?" "Honey, I will always love you, but I don't understand what the attraction is for this woman." "Mother if you get to know her you can't help but fall in love with her." I figured that I better talk to Bobby before I did anything. "Honey...I agree with you I better have a talk with Bobby!" I got out of my chair and headed for the bedroom. Bobby was sitting on the side of the bed. At least one of them had made the bed. I sat next to Bobby and said, "I think you and I should have a talk about your relationship with Lisa before someone gets hurt." Bobby placed her hand on my thigh and said, I agree. I have no intention of hurting Lisa! I do love her very much!" "Don't you think she is a bit young for you? After all you could be charged with the rape of a minor!" "You know I didn't do anything to Lisa that she didn't want me to do." "She is too young to know what she wants!" "Lisa does know what she wants. I'm well aware she will someday grow tired of me and fall in love with someone else! For now I'm happy that she wants me for now." Her statement of fact struck me as tragic. Here was a grown woman willing to have her heart broken just to be my daughter's lover for as long as Lisa wanted. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. I placed my arm around her shoulders to comfort her. We looked each other in the eye, and there was a long pregnant pause. We kissed each other! I don't even know why, but we did. Bobby placed her hand on my opposite shoulder while we kissed. It was strange I didn't try to resist. At that moment Lisa entered the bedroom and said, "Mom, are you trying to steel my girlfriend?" She said it with a smile. I tried to deny it but Lisa said, "I think you should meet Tracie." Lisa pulled out her cell phone and called up a number and called it. After the normal greeting she asked the person to come for a visit. Then gave the person the address, and assured them she would have a good time. After she hung up I had to ask, "What was that all about, and who is Tracie?" "Mom it is a long story. When you and dad sent me to the boarding school as a 7-year-old first grader I was terribly both frightened and homesick. I was crying and whimpering so loud that the other girls in the dorm were yelling at me to shut up. Tracie came to my cubical and introduced herself to me. She was an 11-year-old fifth grader. She got in bed with me and hugged to her body as we fell asleep. The next day she talked the dorm mother into allowing me to move into her cubical. For the first year we slept together every night. She introduced me to sex too." Lisa added, "Tracie lives across town and can be here in less than an hour. She is 18-years-old now and will be graduating in June!" I wasn't sure about meeting the first girl to seduce my daughter, but kept my mouth shut. Lisa was excited about having her friend come over. She was rushing around making sure the house was presentable. Bobby and I were amused by her excitement. When we heard a car pull up in front of the house Lisa bolted for the door. She rushed out to greet her friend and escort her to the house. She introduced Tracie to me, but there was no need to introduce her to Bobby. Apparently Tracie knew who she was. I learned later that Tracie had been at the same party with Lisa, when Lisa met bobby. I thought she was a charming girl. She looked like the type of girl that would be the center of attraction under any circumstance. She would naturally be a popular leader at school or any social occasion. She was a natural blonde with pale blue eye and a winning smile. Either she was blessed with perfect teeth or she had a good orthodontist was very good. There should be a law that outlaws any girl her age having a figure like hers. Regardless of knowing that she seduced Lisa I couldn't help but like her. She was perfectly charming. As soon as she was introduced to me she did everything to ingrate herself to me. While we were talking about the music we liked she seemed to be touching me a lot, a touch on the arm or my thigh here or there. Lisa and Bobby were paying very little attention to us, because they were simply talking about something that I wasn't paying attention to. At some point Tracie placed her hand on my left breast and gave it a squeeze. It shocked me and as I recoiled from her touch I gave a quick glance in the direction of Bobby and Lisa. They couldn't care less about what Tracie and I were doing. Lisa was sitting on Bobby's lap and she was kissing her on the mouth while Bobby was stroking Lisa's crotch. Tracie brought me back to the moment by kissing me on the mouth and driving her tongued deep into my mouth, and shoving her hand down the front of my blouse and into my bra to grasp my left breast. There was that moment when I debated about resisting my desires, but I couldn't resist my desire to have sex with this lovely young woman. I returned her kiss while she proceeded to undress me. For every item of clothing she removed from me I removed an item of her clothing. It was so exciting feeling Tracie's ripe young breasts. This 18-year-old vixen had the body of a mature adult. Her crotch was shaved clean and it was so moist I'm sure she must have had at least one orgasm just playing with my tits and undressing me. We masturbated each other while we watched Lisa and Bobby sitting across from us and doing the same thing to each other. For me the aroma of our four wet pussies was an overwhelming turn on. It was even a turn on to watch my daughter sucking on the tits and pussy of an older woman. It inspired me to taste a wet pussy for the first time in decades. Tracie and I experienced a couple of orgasms and finely cuddled up in each other's arms while we rested. When Tracie rose I reached out to restrain her, but she eluded my grasp. She crossed the space between the couch and the big recliner. She helped Lisa off of Bobby's lap and hugged her, while Bobby arose and approached me. Tracie and Lisa sat together in the big chair, and cuddled while they watched Bobby sit next to me and start stroking my body. When Bobby lifted her right arm to place it around my shoulders I noticed for just how hairy her underarm was. My head was close enough to smell her armpit. The strong odor made me feel horny for her. I turned my head and buried my nose in her armpit and licked her hairy flesh. Bobby used her left hand to lift my head and kissed me on the mouth. She was definitely the alpha personality. She took charge and laid me on the couch with my head resting on the armrest. My left leg was on the couch and my right leg was dangling with my foot was almost touching the floor. I assumed she was going to eat my pussy from between my legs, but she mounted the armrest on her knees and lowered me hairy pussy down to my mouth and rubbed it against my face before she draped her body over mine and started licking my pussy. By the time her and I had an orgasm I knew that I would never be the same. Lisa and I enjoy a special MOTHER DAUGHTER RELATIONSHIP. We party with girls and women from her school. I even moved close to the school just so that I would be near her. 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