Date: Thu, 17 Oct 2013 10:14:09 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Horny Girl (lesbian/adult/Youth, oral, anal, g/g..., g/F) Warning: Adult/Youth, oral, anal, g/g..., g/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: 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 2013 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Horny Girl By Jan I was always getting in trouble, because I had an overactive sex drive as far back as I can remember. I discovered the pleasures of playing with my pussy at a very young age. My mother punished me every time she caught me with my hand in my panties. It felt too good to stop, no matter how much Mother spanked me. Being a curious girl I wanted to find out if other boys and girls enjoyed the feelings too. My family lived in a relatively new residential neighborhood. Most of the homes had young children. It was common for all of the children to play in the street when the weather was good. When it was cold or raining we would gather in the homes or garages to play. I was the one that always instigated sexually suggestive games, like spin the bottle. The games would always progress to show and tell. I found the boy's cocks interesting, but I was really more interested in checking out the girl's pussies. Some mothers would not let their children play with me, but that didn't stop their children from finding ways to be alone with me. I eventually lost interest in the boys. I wanted to find out what all of the girls' pussies looked like. I enjoyed using my fingers to play with their little button and sucking on them. As I got older I learned the names of all of the parts of a girl's pussy. I even discovered that girls older than twelve not only had tits and pubic hair like my mother, they could cum as they called it. I became quite popular among the teenaged girls that were rebellious. They were the ones that smoked behind the movie theater or around the railroad trestle. I did well at school as far as grades went, but I often got in trouble for smoking in the girl's bathroom. Luckily the self-righteous teachers never caught me in a toilet stall sucking the pussy of a willing girl. Normally I didn't take much interest in school causes, but one day they encouraged all of the students to sell candy bars to raise money to support the musical program after school. The school board had defunded all of the art programs, so the parents and students had to fund the programs on their own. I got a perverse pleasure out of defying any adult authority. I knew that just about every child in the neighborhood would be selling candy, so the likelihood of selling many candy bars in my neighborhood would be unlikely. I figured out that if I canvased the houses in the older part of town I would be more likely to find older couples that didn't have children at home, so there would be less competition. I figured I could arouse their school spirit, and sell more candy bars. I carried samples of both a chocolate bar and chocolate with almonds. I had an order form to record names, addresses, phone numbers, and the number and type of candy bars. Some of the homes in that part of town were over a hundred years old. Some of them were very impressively kept up. It was obvious that the occupants took pride in their homes. I assumed that they were wealthy enough to afford to keep them up. Scattered among these home were some that were more modest in size, and the vegetation was overgrown and the houses were in need of a lot of preparatory work before painting. Of course I canvased the best looking homes first. I managed to take orders for a lot of candy, and collected the money. The next day I delivered the candy to the homes. I was quite excited about my ability to sell candy. I expanded my area to canvas and even included the modest homes. When I walked up the broken walk-way to the front door of one of those small, little old homes that needed painting, a slender and delicate looking older woman answered the door. I found her to be a very charming woman. She had silver hair, sparkling blue eyes, and a translucent alabaster skin. It looked like her skin was very thin. She spoke with very formal English. She must have been at least five-feet six, because she was much taller than me. She was very pleasant to talk to. She introduced herself as Ms. Jenifer McDonald and even invited me into her home to explain why I was selling candy. She asked me to tell her my name, so I told her that my name was Ashley Brooks. Her home looked like the furniture was as old as the house. Everything was clean enough to eat off of. There was even an upright piano against the wall, with silver framed pictures of mostly women of a variety of ages. She led me to a Victorian loveseat and facing me with her knees held together, tilted towards me, all very proper. She had on a simple blue print dress with simple strings wrapped around her neck holding up the front of her dress. As I took in my surroundings, she asked me to explain why it was important for me to sell candy. I went into my best selling pitch about the school board defunding all of the arts programs at my middle school, and the students were attempting to raise the money by selling candy bars for a dollar a piece. While I was talking she rested her long boney hands on my thigh. I couldn't help getting a tingle in my pussy from her touch. She leaned forward and kissed me on my lips, and asked me how many bars to a box. I told her that there were 24 bars per box at a dollar apiece. She smiled at me and continued stroking my thigh. She asked, "Tell me a little more about yourself, honey." I didn't know what to tell her. "I'm an only child, and my parents are both from English stock. That is why I have blonde hair, I guess." Jenifer said, "No honey, tell me about your relationship with your playmates!" "I don't care about boys. All of my friends are girls." I said. Jenifer mused for moment before she asked, "How do you play with them?" I thought she was getting rather personal, but she was also stroking my thigh. I figured there was nothing she could do if I told her the truth, and she might be flirting with me, so I said, "I have been playing with their pussies for years!" Jenifer removed her hand from my thigh. (At first I thought she was going to kick me out of her house.) She took hold of my wrist and pulled my hand between her legs, as she spread them. I was feeling her pussy through her dress and panties. She also leaned forward and kissed me with an open mouth. I simply opened my mouth as she stuck her tongue into my mouth. There followed a lot of tongue play as we continued to kiss.. I had never kissed an adult woman like that before. Her face felt greasy, because of sweet smelling lotions. I couldn't resist feeling her breasts. Her breasts weren't any larger than some of the teenagers I had sex with. Jenifer reached behind her neck and untied the strings. As she let the strings fall down the front of her body, she placed her hands on the top of the bodice and folded it down to expose her breasts. Again I found them to be a little flabby and blood veins visible all over her almost translucent skin. Her areolas looked like dried prunes, light brown orbs about the size of a quarter dollar and her nipples were about the diameter of a dime and looked like they were collapsing in the middle. Jenifer obviously liked it, when I felt her tits. She even lifted one for me to suck on. It was like pressing my face against and empty bag, because my nose could feel her ribcage. While I was sucking on her tit, she was busy struggling to remove her panties. She managed to get her dress up around her waist before she managed to pull her panties out from under her butt, and she worked her legs to get the panties free of her sandals. I checked out what her pussy looked like. The pubic hairs on her vulva were sparse and graying. A slender woman like her had a small looking pussy mound. I had never seen a girl before that had so much of their labia minor dangling beyond their labia major. Jenifer's labia looked like a bunch of flesh colored broccoli. I just had to touch it. Jenifer let out a moan when she felt my fingers touching her labia. I took hold of the labia and stretched the flesh as far as it would go. Jenifer was moaning in obvious pleasure. I had played with plenty of young girl's pussies that were plump and still growing, but seeing this older woman's pussy seemed so erotic. She was so appreciative when I stuck two fingers deep into her pussy. It was so reassuring to find a woman as old as Jenifer that still enjoyed sex with a girl. I figured if she still wanted sex, that there was hope for me to still want sex at her age. Jenifer was just determined to finger fuck me until I cum. When I responded by cumming she knelt in front of me and started sucking on my pussy. That was truly a life changing experience. Everything I had done to that point had just been child's play. Jenifer had just introduced me to a way of life that I knew was going to be the way I would live the rest of my life. To seal the bargain, I helped Jenifer to return to her place on the loveseat. I knelt in front of her and spread her slender legs as wide as her legs would go. I left my hands on her soft inner-thighs, as I buried my face in her pussy. Her panties had been made of nylon and left a warm fragrance that was overpowering. I did my best to look up at her sweet face while I worked feverishly to make her cum. By the time she cried out that she was cumming, my face was covered with her juice. We had to rest for a while before I had to get dressed in preparation to go home. There was some playfulness while I got dressed. Jenifer suggested, "Honey, you better wash your face before you go home!" She led me to her bathroom and stroked my body while I washed my face. As she accompanied me to the front door, I assured her that I would make her delivery my last stop tomorrow. We kissed goodbye before I left. True to my word I emptied two large plastic bags before I knocked on Jenifer's door. My heart was pounding and I had a lump in my throat as I waited for her open the door. When the door opened Jenifer greeted me with open arms. She was barefooted and wearing that same dress with the strings holding up the top. As she ushered me into her kitchen she had her hand on my butt. I pulled the box of 24 candy bars, plus one extra candy bar out of my plastic bag. When she saw the extra candy bar she said, "I told you the extra dollar was for you!" I kissed her cheek and said, "This candy bar is mine and I plan on making good use of it later!" We put the candy in the fridge to keep them firm. Jenifer escorted me directly to her bedroom. Her bedroom looked just like what I expected. Her bedroom looked just like something out of 1890's. The bedroom was very decorative; there were lacy little doilies all over the place. The dresser was covered with makeup supplies and the area smelled like lavender perfume. There was even a little ceramic container of face power that added to the floral smell of the room. Just the same, everything was arranged very neatly. Hair brushes were lined up in neat rows. Jenifer pulled me to the bed and helped me out of my clothes very quickly. It didn't take very long. All I had on was a T-shirt, cut-off-jeans, panties, tennis shoes and socks. As soon as I was naked we set about stripping her. All Jenifer had on was that dress. I unzipped the back, while she untied the strings around her neck. When we took hold of the hem of the dress and pulled it up and over her head, she was totally naked underneath. I couldn't resist lifting one of her baggy tits and sucking on the nipple. Jenifer pulled me to the bed and guided me until I was sitting right in the middle of the bed. Then she mounted the bed. We hugged and kiss while we felt each other's body. She raved about how much she loved my plump butt. She toyed with my asshole until I was almost peeing. We sucked each other's tit and we did a very good job of sucking pussies before we reclined against the pillows piled up against the headboard. I slipped off of the bed and headed back to the kitchen. When I returned I had the chilled candy bar in hand. I peeled off most of the wrapper, leaving just enough for me to grasp the bar. I parted that abundant labia minor with one hand, while using the other hand to stuff the candy bar into her cunt. I fucked her with the candy bar until the candy started turning soft. When I pulled it out of Jenifer's cunt I licked the candy. I even offered the candy for Jenifer to taste. We had to consume it quickly, because it was melting quickly. As soon as the candy was consumed I buried my face in her pussy to use my tongue to clean her vagina of any trace of chocolate. Jenifer must have cum a couple of times before I finished. While we rested we discussed future meetings. We both knew that the more we met the more likely that my mother would get suspicious about what I was doing. Jenifer suggested that it would be a good idea if I introduced her to my parents. I had no idea what she was planning, and she simply told me to tell them that we had met while selling the school candy. I told her that I would tell them tomorrow after delivering my next supply of candy. The next evening while eating dinner, I mentioned that I had met a nice older woman while selling candy, and that I would like to invite her to dinner. Mother was pleased to fix dinner for my guest anytime. I had Jenifer's number from my order list, so I called her and asked if tomorrow would be a goodtime to meet my parents. Jenifer was pleased and agreed to be at our house by seven. I confirmed the time with Mother before hanging up. I was as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof. I went almost through every item in my wardrobe before I selected a simple one piece dress that was average length and simple flats. Mother had prepared a delicious Italian dinner with soup and salad. I greeted Jenifer when she rang the bell. I made a quick introduction to my parents. Mother announced that dinner was ready, and all of us made our way to the dining table. Over dinner my parents found out a lot of information about my new friend. I didn't even know that Jenifer had a college degree, and at the age of twenty-two she married a man twenty years older than her. She had worked as a teacher throughout their marriage. When her husband passed away, because of a stroke, she just couldn't continue full time teaching. She had enough to live on, between his retirement, life insurance and her own retirement. The only complaint she had was her inability to keep up with the housework. I knew that was a lie, because her home was immaculate. Jenifer suggested to my parents that she would be willing to tutor me in exchange for me cleaning her home. My parents must have been impressed with her, because they were thrilled to have me working with this charming older woman. Starting the next afternoon I would go home, change clothes and give my mother a peck on the cheek before heading to Jenifer's home. Jenifer would greet me with a warm hug and a wet kiss before we would do our thing. We would get naked and suck pussies before she would actually help me with my homework. It only took a short time before all of my grades went from an average B to straight A's. By the time I finished high school I was at the top of my class, and had to make a commencement speech. My parents were thrilled that I had enough grants to finance almost all of my college education. I did have to work part time to pay for my books and minor expenses. Homecomings were always thrilling get-togethers with Jenifer. While we rested in her bed after sucking pussies, I would tell her all about the coeds and some of the faculty. Jenifer always wanted to hear all about the sex, and we would reenact any sex act that was new. In my absence Jenifer found another young girl to tutor. When I would come home the three of us would enjoy sex with each other. I enjoyed educating young girls so much that I became a teacher in a private school, so that I would have access to girls that were as horny as me or the ones that I spotted as easy to seduce. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.