Date: Sat, 25 Feb 2023 09:51:33 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: Housewives Coffee Club (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, F/f, F/FFFf( Adult Youth, oral, anal, F/f, F/FFFf This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a woman teenage girls and women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Copyright 2023 Jan, all rights reserved. You may contact me at janmay6969@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Housewives Coffee Club By Jan It was raining hard when the woman across the street I had just met asked me if I would be kind enough to pick up her daughter from the junior high. I couldn't refuse because I wanted to make friends with my new neighbors. I made a special effort to arrive early and get parked close enough that Amber would be able to see my car and not very far to run in the rain to get to my car. While I sat there listening to the rain pound on the roof of my car, and watching the housewives struggling to get parked as close as possible to the main entrance to East Junior High School. It is comical watching them park. It is a wonder there aren't more fender benders. Some of the women made a mad dash with their umbrellas to the main entrance, so they could walk their children to their cars. I found it humorous, did their mother's think their precious spoiled brats might melt if they got wet. GOOD GAWD 13 to 14-year-olds can get wet without suffering much more than a cold now and then. When the bell rang and the door opened and there was the scramble of bodies under the awning before they made their dash to their cars. I simply sat there waiting for Amber to come out and see my car. It was easy to spot her because she is a tall girl. She looks like she is old enough to be in college. She is a redhead that is five-feet nine-inches tall. She's taller than most of the women waiting for their children. When she saw my car, she pushed through the crowd and popped her umbrella open as she ran to my car. When she opened the passenger door there was that blast of cold air as she got in the car until she closed the door. I had the engine running and the heater and defroster on. She put her closed umbrella on the floorboard between her legs, and thanked me for picking her up. After greeting each other, came the interesting part of getting out of the drop off area of the front of the school without colliding with impatient housewives. As we drove away, I suggested that we stop at a donut shop where I would buy us coco and donuts. I bought her a cream filled chocolate éclair and a glazed buttermilk donut for myself. I bought her a large coco and a large latte coffee for myself. Rather than stay in the crowded shop I led her back to my car and sat in the warmth of the car while the rain pounded the roof. While we were eating and drinking, I asked Amber some leading questions. I mentioned that I had noticed that she had girls visit her but had not seen any boys visit her. Then I asked her if she had a boyfriend. Amber looked down at her paper cup and said very softly: "I don't like boys." Then I asked: "Did you know that from my second- floor bedroom window I can see across the road into your second-floor bedroom?" Amber turned her head towards me and looked up as she looked me in the eye: "I never thought about that! What have you seen?" with a trimmer in her voice. "Well, I have noticed the way you have kissed a few of the girls you have entertained in your room." Amber got a panicked look and looked like she was about to cry: "Please don't tell my mother?" I was pleased with her being uncomfortable. "Amber my dear, I wouldn't think of betraying our friendship." Amber's face relaxed. Then I said: "Would you be willing to kiss me the same way you kissed the sweet looking brunette you had in your room the other night?" Amber's eyes changed from panic to quizzical. "What are you asking me?" "I would like to take you home with me where we would be alone and teach you everything, I know about how women make love to each other?" Amber leaned over the console and kissed me on the mouth in response to my question. I put my paper coffee cup in one of the cup holders on the console before buckling up the seat belt and starting the engine. I drove us to my home and used the remote to open the garage door and pulled in and allowed the garage door to close behind us before we entered the house through the laundry room. I asked her if she would like to see the view from my bedroom window. I led her through the house to the staircase to the second floor. She was impressed to see how large the room was. There was plenty of room for the armoire closet, queen size bed, two end tables, Vanity dresser, and hope chest. The three-part window gave me a view of the homes across the street. I pointed out to Amber her bedroom window, and she told me she had never seen me though my windows. I smiled and told her that all of my double pane-windows have a one-way glass on the outer pane. I assured her that no one can see what goes on in my home through the windows. To prove my point, I began taking off my clothes. I was wearing a simple black A-line dress with quarter sleeves. I reached behind my back to pull the zipper down and pull my arms out of the sleeves and pulled the dress down so that I could step out of the dress and lay it on the hope chest at the foot of the bed. I stood there to allow Amber to have a good look at my lingerie. I was wearing matching lavender lace wireless bra, garter- belt, with sexy self-supporting hosiery, and Bikini panties. I was wearing Art Law Louboutin black pumps with red soles. I stood there facing her with my legs spread and felt my crotch before I removed my wireless bra and let her get a good look at my tits. I'm proud of my 38-DD breasts. Amber was fascinated with them, and she couldn't get enough of feeling and sucking them. I eventually pulled the panties down and stepped out of them. I let her look at my hairy crotch. It was shaved enough to hide within the bikini panties. I left the garter-belt, dark hosiery and heels because I thought it was sexier. I let her play with my pussy for a while before I started to undress her. Amber was wearing damp school clothes that consisted of the following: an `Eddy Bower' puffy water- resistant jacket, over a blue T-shirt, because of the rain she was wearing blue jeans and Nike cross trainers. The first thing I did was place Amber on top of the queen size bed., and removed her shoes and socks. Then I pulled to her feet and removed her jacket. Then I pulled the T-shirt over her head and unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down to her knees, before sitting her down again and pulling the jeans free of her feet. I took the time to admire her 34-B breasts encased in the blue wireless bra and her blue hip-hugger panties. Amber must have been embarrassed sitting on my bed in just her underwear in front of my mature naked body. She placed her left forearm across her breasts and her right hand covering her moist crotch. I pulled her hands away and told her: "I want to admire your adorable body, my dear!" Before she could cover her breasts again. I unfastened the back of her bra and pulled the bra off of her body. I was thrilled to see her pale creamy orbs capped by pink areolas and nipples covering areas no larger than the area of quarters. I brushed her hands aside again and bent down to capture one nipple in my mouth, while clinging to the other tit. When I switched to suck on the other nipple, I placed my right hand on the bulge of her lower tummy and worked my fingers under the waistband of her panties. I felt the soft texture of her pubic hair before I slipped a finger into the little valley and felt the little nub of her clitoris. I stimulate her clit until she went into a quivering orgasm, At that point I used both hands to pull her panties out from under her butt and free o her legs. Now it was my turn to admire the red triangle of pubic hair. I couldn't resist the desire to smell her pussy. Smelling the young pussy was thrilling for me. I lifted her legs up and bent the back until she was able to place her armpits over the backs of her knees. Doing that curled her back up to expose both her cunt and asshole for me to do as I wished. I don't think she expected me to lick her from her asshole to her clit. I sucked her clit and drilled my tongue into her cunt and asshole. By the time I finished sucking her crotch Amber had experienced four orgasms. When I allowed her to untangle her legs and stretch her legs out, I mounted her body and sat on her chest before moving forward and covering her face from her chin to her nose with my labia lips and humpe her face. I told her: "Eat my cunt until I cum in your mouth!" She struggled to breathe whenever I pulled back enough to clear her nose and occasionally her mouth. While I was making her eat my pussy I reached back with my right hand and finger fucked her. I even leaned back to move my asshole over her mouth and demanded: "STICK YOUR TONGUE INTO MY ASSHOLE!!" She was reluctant to touch my asshole with her tongue at first, but once she started rimming my asshole she couldn't stop until I actually had a strong orgasm. When we had enough, I knew better than to let her go home smelling of sex and my perfume, so I took her to my bathroom and drew a tub full of water and put her hair in a shower cap and I got into the tub and helped her get into the tub between my legs and washed her body. When I helped her dry off. I let her get dressed and walked her to the front door. I told her that my husband was driving his simi on long runs that would have him out of town for weeks at a time. I told her that when he was out of town, I would let her know and she could come for a visit." It was still raining and I knew her hair would be wet by the time she entered her home. The next morning, I got up early and started the coffee machine to brew an urn of strong coffee before making my breakfast. As soon as Amber's mother drove her daughter to school, she came across the street to ring my doorbell. I answered the door wearing my silk dressing gown, with a mug of coffee in hand. When Lena entered and I closed the door she hugged me and kissed me. When the kiss ended, we moved to the kitchen arm in arm. She filled a mug with coffee and added a spoonful of sugar and joined me at the breakfast table while steering her coffee. She said: "I have been dying for a cup of coffee!" She smelled the aroma and took a sip and wrapped both hands around the mug to feel the warmth. Her next question was: "When do you expect Tom to get home?" "Tom will not be home for another week. Why don't we move this to the family room, where we can be more comfortable?" With that I picked up my mug and refilled it before heading for the family room. Lena was following me. I did enjoy being able to look out of the picture window at the neighbors passing by while entertaining company. We were sitting on the big modern caramel colored leather diamond tuck couch. I loved to have sex with women on the leather because I could clean it simply by wiping it with a damp cloth afterwards. I took a sip of my coffee and casually allowed my silk dressing gown fall away from my 38-DD's. That was Lena's signal to set her mug down and latch on to one of my tits and start sucking. When I had enough of her nursing my tit, I placed a hand on top of Lena's head and applied a little pressure. She knew what I wanted and slipped to the floor between my legs and pulled the dressing gown open to expose my hairy crotch. I watched her study my pussy before she started licking my cunt. I sat back to enjoy the sight and feelings she was inducing in me. I even took a sip of my still warm coffee and thought about her daughter doing the same thing to me yesterday. I wondered what Lena would say if she knew I had seduced her lovely daughter. Just the thought of her daughter eating my pussy was enough to make me have a quick and very strong orgasm. When I stretched out my legs, she lifted her face up and looked at me as if she was still in a rapturous state. I reached down and picked her up by her armpits and placed her on the couch next to me. Lena was still wearing the quilted house coat she had worn to drive Amber to school in and the sheepskin muckluks. I pulled the boots off of her feet and unbuttoned the big buttons on the front of the house coat. She was still wearing her nylon nightgown. It was warm and smelled of her body. I did enjoy seeing the big mauve areolas on her soft tits and the hairy bulge of her vulva through the dark brown nylon gown. I pushed the bottom of her nightgown up her body. The nice thing about nylon is that it stretches so much that even with her butt firmly planted on the gown I was able to push the gown up and over her tits. The material rested under her chin like a scarf. The warmth of her body felt nice against my skin. I took my time sucking on her big nipples, and thought about Amber as an infant sucking milk from these tits. My thigh was pressed between her legs and was rubbing against her hairy vulva. The friction of my thigh rubbing her pussy soon filled my nose with the pungent aroma of her cunt. I wouldn't resist going down on her and eating her pussy. I couldn't help comparing the smell of her pussy to her daughter's. Lena was so excited she wrapped her legs around my neck, trapping my face against her cunt. I was thrilled at the raw emotion of barely being able to breathe with her labia covering my mouth and nose. The mucus filled my nose. I could tell when she was about to cum by the quivering of her muscles and her shallow breathing. When her orgasm was over, she relaxed her legs and opened them up. Now it was my tun to look up at her face from between her legs. I told her how much I enjoy these moments together. She assured me that they mean a lot to her as well. We eventually straightened up our gowns and returned to the kitchen to refill our mugs and sat at the table while we sweetened our coffee to our preferred taste. We talked casually about our neighbors. Lena told me that she knew that Mrs. Johnson was fucking Mrs. Domine. I asked her how she knew it would be a fact. She smiled and said: "Mrs. Domine told me while she looking up at my face from between my legs after having sucked me off!" I was turning her statement over in my mind. Lena was having sex with other neighbors while their husbands were at work and their children were at school. I casually mentioned Amber was developing into quite the attractive young woman, and her mother smiled and said: "I'm sure that Amber is having sex with the daughter of Mrs. Johnson!" I asked her why she thought that, and she said that when Carol spends the night with Amber, they get very quiet while in her room, and in the morning, they can't look me in the eye over breakfast table. Mrs. Johnson told me the same thing when she came over for coffee. That afternoon I was out front looking after my roses after the rain, when Mrs. Johnson walked by on her way to Mrs. Domine's house. I engaged her in conversation by asking her to talk to me for a moment and I invited her in. When we were in my house, I led her to the kitchen and offered her something to drink and some of my homemade tollhouse cookies. She selected coffee so I brewed a fresh pot. I placed a half-dozen cookies on a plate and placed them on the table. I placed mug in front of our chairs and filled them before sitting down. I asked: "Can I call you Amy, Mrs. Johnson?" "Of course, you can if I can call you Nicole?" "I have been told by a mutual friend that you are as horny as I am, and I was thinking that you and I should have a talk about finding out if we might enjoy each other's company?" Amy sat back paused and took a sip of her coffee with both hands and looked me in the eye. "Which of the gossiping housewife Bitches told you about me?" I looked her in the eye: "I may tell you someday when l am included in the local housewife's coffee clutch!" I also reached across the cosey breakfast table and hefted her left breast. It came as a surprise that as soon as I started squeezing her big heavy tit the front of her dress became wet with milk seeping through her bra and dress. Carol apologized: "I'm sorry! I'm still breastfeeding my youngest daughter. (It took me a moment to realize that her youngest daughter was almost six years old and about to start first grade. I wondered why she was still breastfeeding her daughter.) She must have realized what I was thinking. "Cindy, puts up a fuss every time I tried to wine her, and to tell the truth I enjoy having my tits sucked. I didn't even have to ask, because she volunteered: "Would you like to taste my milk?" I was stunned by her statement before I recovered enough to simply whisper: "Yes." Carol used her right hand to pull her left tit out of her dress and bra. Milk was leaking out of several places on the plump nipple, and she squeezed her tit and sprayed milk in several directions only to land on the glass table top. I moved around the table to sit next to her and leaned forward to take the nipple into my mouth and proceeded to suck on her tit. It was strange to feel the warm her watery milk in my mouth. I found that it didn't taste like cow's milk because I actually got a faint taste of the coffee she was drinking. Carol even was making pleasant moaning sounds as I sucked milk from her tit. One thing led to another and I knelt between her legs and pulled her dress up to expose the wet crotch of her mauve colored panties. She spread her legs as an invitation to me to do as I wanted with her cunt. I pulled her panties aside and took a good look at her cunt. Her vulva pubic hair was trimmed into a light brown triangle. Her labia lips protruded like a lot of excess skin and her clitoris looked like a hooded little penis of an infant. I latched onto her clit and sucked on it like I had done to her nipples. She used the fingers of her right hand to press on her vulva just above her clit to make it protrude even more and placed her left hand on the back of my head and pulled my head down as if I was about to lift my head up, but I had no intention of stopping until I found out if she would squirt when she had an orgasm. (She was a big squirter.) When we finished and got dressed, I suggested that she invite all of the ladies in the neighborhood that were into pussy to come to my house for a cocktail party on Monday afternoon, so that I can introduce myself to them. I made sure that the bar was well stocked before Monday. I expected the ladies to arrive shortly after lunch. They did arrive as expected in twos and threes until there were a dozen women in my house. I introduced myself to them at the door and escorted them to the family room and offered them a drink. I couldn't help recognizing Mrs. Domine when she arrived, but I couldn't help notice how beautiful the young woman with her was. I said: "You must be Mrs. Gina Domine and who is this young lady with you?" "This is Morena, my daughter." I was shocked: "I can't believe that you're old enough to have a grown daughter!" Both of them smiled. Gina said: "Morena is only 15- years-old!" I was speechless as I escorted them to the bar. Before I could ask anymore questions, the doorbell rang and I had to answer it. When everyone was assembled and had a drink in hand, I made my announcement. "Ladies I invited all of you here today to introduce myself to you. My husband, Tom is a long-haul truck driver and out of town for weeks at a time. In his absence I'm free to entertain guests. As you approached my house you may have noticed that there was a green plaque with the house numbers in yellow. When the plaque is off and the numbers are in black means Tom is home. You're free to stop by for coffee and gossip. When the plaque is on the wall any of you are welcome for morning cup of coffee and sex." After my speech I milled around the room, stopping to talk to everyone and even hugging and kissing them. When I got back to Gina Domine, I had to find out more about her daughter. I asked her: "Do you know how much your daughter looks like the actress Morena Boccina, the female lead in the Dread Pool movie." Gina smiled: "Of course I do. Everyone tells us about the resemblance. She is earning her General Education Diploma from continuation school because she had a fulltime job. She is a cocktail waitress in a lesbian nightclub downtown." "How is that possible at her age?" "She has identification that makes her almost twenty-three-years-old, and she does look that old." "Does your husband know she is working in a lesbian bar?" Gina smiled: "We got divorced from him years ago, and we are free to fuck whoever we want." I noticed that my guests were pairing up and beginning to remove each other's clothes. I asked Gina: "Would you and your daughter like to see the view from my bedroom?" Gina looked at Morena and they smiled as they walked upstairs with me. They were impressed with my room and as they stood in front of the bay window looking out at the view,I stood between them and placed my hands around their waists. I kissed both of them before leading them to my bed. It was very exciting to undress a beautiful mother and daughter. It was hard to believe that Morena was as young as they claimed. Their bodies looked like twins. They both had flawless Italian olive completions. Their breasts were ripe and they both had chocolate areolas and nipples. When I parted their legs I was fascinated by the smoky brown color of their labia and around their assholes. Their hair was brunette with a tinge of red. It was exciting to suck the pussy of the mother then suck the pussy of the daughter. Both mother and daughter also took turns sucking my pussy and rimming my ass. By the time all of the housewives had to get home before their children got home. I had made a date to entertain all of them. I also made a promise to myself to get to town to see Morena at work. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of female sexuality, please send your outline to janmay6969@gmail.com