Date: Wed, 3 Jun 2020 15:48:24 -0700 From: Jan none Subject: Girl Across the Street (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 2020 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Girl Across the Street By Jan One afternoon I went to the Mall to buy some lingerie. I went straight to Victoria's Secrets and was looking for something erotic. I selected a couple of matching sets of hip hugger panties and bras one in black and the other in lavender. They were made of a delicate lace that did not hide my areolas or bush. Selecting bras for me are not easy, because family genes gave me 38- DD + breasts. I was making sure the shoulder straps were wide enough not to cut into my shoulders. When I looked up from my inspection, I saw the teenaged girl across the street. I had not paid much attention to her before, but she was an adorable 14-year-old with Green-eyed, platinum-blonde with a ponytail. She was developing into a very attractive young woman. I spoke first, "Hello Connie." She smiled at me and said, "Hello Mrs. Hatch." "Please call me Linda! Mrs. Hatch makes me feel old. Connie chuckled innocently, "Okay. Can you help me select some lingerie?" "What is the occasion? "I was invited by an 18-year-old guy to the Junior-Senior Prom and I am looking for everything appropriate for such an occasion." I was aware that Connie's mother had died five years ago of cancer, so there were just Connie and her father living across the street from me. I'm sure that her father had never been any help with Connie's hygiene or fashion choices. "Connie, it would be my pleasure to help you prepare for your first prom. I gave my selections to the clerk to box and bag while I helped Connie. I carefully selected nice- looking lingerie including nylons and garter belt for her and paid for them and escorted Connie to shop to select a prom dress for her. I guided her to an emerald green Ball-Gown/Princess V-neck Floor- Length Satin Prom Dresses with Lace Beading Sequins Pockets because it would set off her eyes and contrast against her platinum hair. Then I took her to the nearest shoe store and bought her satin pumps with three-inch heels and had them dyed to match the dress. The shoes would take a day to dry. Connie was overwhelmed that I paid for everything. I even drove her home. She was bubbling over with enthusiasm all the way home. She couldn't contain her babbling. She insisted that be there when she showed everything to her father. She insisted that I be there to help her dress for the prom. The young man arrived carrying a plastic box containing a corsage. Connie insisted that I pin it to her dress. I extracted a promise that she would call me, and tell me all about the dance. I wished them well and returned to my home. I went to bed thinking about my own prom days. I was sure it would be a memorable occasion that she would never forget. In the morning my phone rang before I had my morning coffee. It was Connie and she pleaded with me to allow her to come over. I couldn't refuse her and told her to give me an hour to get ready. I made my bed, got dressed, and started brewing a pot of coffee and making breakfast. Connie was t my door by then. I invited her to have breakfast with me. When we were in the kitchen, I had her sit at the breakfast table while I made the meal. I expected Connie to be so excited that she couldn't contain herself but she was quiet. "Honey, what happened last night? Something is definitely wrong. You should be talking all about what took place at the prom." I filled two plates with scrambled eggs and crisp bacon and buttered toast before placed the plates on the table. I filled two coffee mugs and placed one in front of Connie. Connie sweetened her mug and took a sip. There was a long pause before she spoke. Carrie started telling me her story. "The dance was unbelievable. It took place at the country club. There were three or four couples sitting at round tables around the dance floor. There were three other couples sitting at our table. The other girls were older than me. One of them was a senior, named Judy, and the other two were juniors, Sally and Jennifer. I had seen them around the school but really didn't know them. The senior's date was a college student. The two other two girls were dating seniors. We were all in a jovial mood and feeling very superior. We were enjoying the music and it was getting late when Judy the oldest girl suggested that it was about time for all of us girls to visit the power room. As the other girl stood up to join her, I felt obligated to follow them. When we were inside the bathroom, we congregated near the window at the back of the bathroom. Judy removed a hand-rolled cigarette and cheap lighter from the bodice of her dress. She lit up and took a drag and handed off to Jennifer. She took a drag and handed off to Sally. After Sally took a drag. she handed the cigarette to me. I took a drag and exhaled as I handed it back to Judy. Judy reproached me for not holding the smoke in my lungs as long as possible and handed it back to me. I took another drag and held my breath, as I handed the butt back to her. I sputtered a couple of times before I had to exhale. There was just enough of the cigarette left for each of us to take one more drag with the help of a gator clip before we flushed the butt. Sally was one to extract a few packets of condoms from her bodice and distribute them. She said just in case before we rejoined the guys. I was disappointed because I didn't feel any different. I wondered what all the fuss was about. I was dancing with my date when I noticed that it was getting darker. I also became clumsy on the dance floor. I also became giddy. When the last dace was announced our party broke up. My date was planning on taking me to dinner but when we approached a taco stand, I insisted that I wanted a beef and bean burrito. He was amused and toasted me for having the munchies. I made a pig of myself and requested a second burrito. Our small town only has the one sheriff and he knows' everyone. When my date parked a short distance from my home there was no fear that the sheriff would disturb any young couples coming home from the prom. My date embraced me and started French kissing me. I was enjoying the kissing and even the way he was feeling me up. It bothered me when he tied to pull the front of my dress down. I kept brushing his hand away. He gave up struggling with me and unzipped his pants. "If you're not going to fuck you can give me a blowjob. With that, he placed a hand on the back, of my neck, and with the other hand, he pulled his cock out of his pants. I had never seen a male cock up close. It smelled nasty and the head was almost purple. He pulled my head down and forced me to suck his cock until he squirted his cum into my mouth and forced me to swallow it. I was so mad at him I got out of his car and walked home. I never want to see him again." I waited for her to finish her story before I ventured to say anything. "Connie, I am at a loss for words to tell you how sorry I am to hear how our date abused you and spoiled what should have been one of the most memorable moments in your life." "I just had to tell someone. That was something I wouldn't want anyone at school to hear about or my parents either. Has anything like that happen to you?" "I can't say that anything like that happened to me. I dated a few males in my youth, but I made sure that I had complete control of everything before I went out with them. Oh, I did bestow my favors on a lot of different males in my youth." "You say that like you don't have sex with males now?" "In truth, I have not had anything to do with males in more years than I care to count. I prefer the company of women." Connie's flashed, "Are you saying that you re a lesbian?" "I don't go around advertising that, but yes, I am a carpet munching full-fledged lesbian." "I would have never guessed! You don't look like what I thought a lesbian looks like." "Honey, there is more than one kind of lesbian. You have probably met a lot of lesbians and just didn't pick up on the signs or messages." "What do you mean?" "You have probably had some gay friends that have flirted with you but you failed to recognize that thy were flirting with you." She gave me that look like she couldn't believe what I was saying. "You're kidding?" "Not at all, think about it, isn't there a girl you know that has hinted that she wanted to be more than just your friend and touched your arm a little longer than necessary." The look on Connie's face told me that he had at least one girl in mind. "Let's say I do know such a girl, what should I do about it?" "That is totally up to you." "What is it like to have sex with a woman?" "Are you asking me to show you?" "YES" "Let's get something straight from the start, you can't go around telling anyone about what goes on between us!" "I won't" "I have a feeling this is not going to end well." Connie placed her hands on my upper arms and leaned close and kissed me on the mouth. Then she said, "Show me what to do." Her sudden move started me a little and I placed my hands on her arms and held her at arm's length and asked her, "Are you sure you want to do this?" "YES!!" I stood up and took her by the hand and led her to my bedroom. Fortunately, I had not made my bed. The covers were tossed back and the sheets still smelled of my body. I kissed her at the same time I started removing her clothes. It wasn't a big task; she was only wearing shorts and a T-shirt tied at the waist. Her feet were in ballerina slippers. When I removed them, she only had on delicate pink panties. Her breasts were delicious pear-shaped. The areolas were capped by mouthwatering little nipples. I placed my hands on the orbs of her small B+ breasts with the areolas were exposed for me to suck on them. She felt as light as a feather as I picked her up and placed her on the rumpled bed. She laying there on her side watching me as I removed my own clothes. I was wearing a cheap house dress and because I wasn't planning on going out or having company, I wasn't wearing a bra. All I had on under the dress was comfortable panties. I was even embarrassed because they were stained at the crotch. They were heavy in the crotch as I pulled them down. As I stepped out of them, I even wished I had shaved my legs last night when I bathed. The look on Connie's face was the look of a teenage girl seeing a movie idol. If she saw any of my bodily imperfections she didn't seem to notice. She obviously worshiped my big tits. She reached for them and buried her face in the soft flesh. She sucked on the nipples like she was trying to get milk from them. I had to pry her away from them to take charge. It was my plan to seduce this young girl and convert her into being a confirmed lesbian. I lay next to her and took her into my arms and kissed her for a long time while I ran my hand gently all over her body. I rolled her onto her back and kissed her flesh as lightly as a rose peddle falling on the living room carpet. I relished the fresh smell of her flesh. There was a delicate fragrance of potpourri of spices and flowers. I can't describe how much it meant to me to feel the warmth of her pear-shaped breast in my mouth. As my head drew closer to her crotch, I could smell the damp humid fragrance of her young womanly vagina. I could tell that Connie was getting excited with anticipation of me sucking her pussy but I had other plans. I abruptly sat up. Connie was obviously disappointed and tried to pull my head back down to her crotch, but I resisted. I moved to the foot of the bed and positioned myself on my knees. As I knelt between her legs. I placed my hands under her knees and lifted her legs and kissed the soft inner thighs of both legs as I worked my way up her legs toward her crotch. Connie was impatient for me to get to her pussy. She reached for my head and pleased with me to kiss her pussy as she tried to pull my head toward her cunt. I deliberately teased and tortured her as long as I dared. I moved my face closed enough to feel the warmth of her pussy but I simply blew a puff of air on the follicles of her patch of strawberry blonde pubic hair. Connie couldn't contain herself, she started bucking her hips off of the bed like a jackhammer. She was hammering her pussy against my face. Once I tasted her pussy, I threw myself into devouring her pussy. I was determined to make her have so many orgasms that she would faint from exhaustion. I could tell that hat she experienced three orgasms before she started having convulsive orgasms back to back. By the time she calmed down she actually fainted for something close to thirty seconds. When Connie opened her eyes, she smiled up at me with compassion hard to ignore. There were beads of sweat on her forehead and upper lip. She as smiling up at me. She made the move to sit up and I moved over to sit up myself. As soon as she was sitting up, she took hold of me and while hugging me she kissed me. I was fully aware that my face as covered with the fluids secreted from her vagina. My nose was filled with the smell of her pussy. I opened my mouth and allowed her to stick her tongue into my mouth. She clung to me for a long time while swabbing my mouth with her tongue. When Connie relaxed her grip on my body, she moved her hand to one of my breasts. My tit is big enough and heavy enough that her delicate hand could not encompass the whole tit. Even my areolas are larger than the palm of her hand. She lowered her head and took the nipple into her mouth and suckled like a baby. I had an overwhelming motherly feeling and stroked her soft blonde hair. Her fine hair felt like the hair of a baby as it ran through my fingers. When Connie was ready, she moved her body between my legs and pulled me away from the headboard and wrapped my thick thighs around her neck. I wondered what she would think about mouthing my full pubic bush. I knew it naturally had a strong smell. If she had any misgiving you couldn't tell by the way she attacked her efforts to make me cum. I'm one of those women that possess a clitoris that protruded beyond the opening of my labia majora. It looks like a little penis. I don't know if it is that large because of decades of masturbation and stimulation by my lady friends or possibly an excess amount to make hormones in my body. I never took any males supplements. In fact, I have been having female hormone shots regularly for years. I wanted to prolong the pleasure of Connie's efforts to suck on my clit as long as possible. There came a point when I closed my eyes and felt the thrill of an orgasm sweep over my body. I lay there in my own sweat enjoying the afterglow of the orgasm. I eventually pulled her up on top of my body and kissed her with all of the favor I could muster. I finally invited Connie to join me for a bath before she would have to get dressed to return home. I allowed her to sit between my legs while I soaped up her body. I did that do that she wouldn't return home smelling of my pussy. After we got dressed, I walked her to the door and kissed her before opening it. I had a lot to think about. As much as I had enjoyed making love to Connie, I was well aware that if I allowed her to visit me that eventually, her father would become aware of what was going on. I knew that I would be the one to be held responsible for seducing her. I didn't get much sleep that night. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay6969@yahoo.com ,