Date: Sun, 21 Apr 2013 17:35:53 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: L Word Apartments (lesbian/Adult youth, oral, anal, f/f, f/FFf? Warning: Adult youth, oral, anal, f/f, f/FFf... 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 2012 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. L Word Apartments By Jan My world was turned upside-down between the ages of 13 and 14. We had been pretty much of a normal suburban family. My father was a cop, my mother was a housewife, and I was their only child. Then my father knocked up an under aged donut dolly. He had to ask Mom for a divorce so that he could marry the girl to prevent a statutory rape charge. By the time the settlement was over, Mother and I had to step down the social ladder. We had to move out of the only home I had ever known. It was a middle class ranch house, where all of the houses were on lots that were 75 feet wide and 150 feet deep. It was a traumatic experience to leave a comfortable home in the suburbs and move to an inner-city apartment building. The move required me to change schools. I had to leave my friends that I had grown up with. I tried to keep in touch with them but it didn't last long. I had been with my mother when she was looking for a place to live. Mom had found the listing in the neighborhood newspaper. When we pulled up in front of the place I was struck by the name of the apartment building, `The Luxury World Apartments.' When we approached the manager's office I was more than a little squeamish by the way the woman looked at me, and her physical appearance. She introduced herself as Maxine Rivers. She was not only dressed more like a man than a woman, she looked mannish too. Her dark hair was cropped and combed into a pompadour. She had a round full face with a wide nose over a visible mustache. She was a little overweight, but she must have had very large breasts under her flannel work shirt. She also had on blue jeans and gum soled work boots. When Mom explained why she was looking for a place for us, the woman explained that she normally required referrals from people she knew. While she was looking at me like a cat looks at a bird on the ground. There was some pleading on my mother's part before Maxine agreed to show us the only two bedroom apartment vacant at the time. A quick look around was very informative. The apartment building was laid out in a square with the side facing south having two stories. A quick count of the doors revealed that there were twenty apartments. In the middle of the square was a swimming pool with a fountain nearest the entrance, with overgrown elephant ear plants. The apartment she showed us smelled of fresh paint and new carpets. The only thing giving away how the previous tenant lived was the tobacco stained ceilings. The furniture was cheap new-vow-modern. The kitchenette had Formica counters. It was depressing, but all that my mother could afford. It took us about a week to meet all of the other tenants. Five of the apartments were empty. It took a little while for me to notice that all of the apartments were occupied by a variety of women. I didn't think anything about it at the time. For a while there were just the casual greetings between us and the other tenants while coming and going. On those occasions when we were in the laundry room with one or two tenants, it was uncomfortable making small talk. There was one woman that caught my eye. She was a very attractive woman. Her name was Arlene. I can only describe her as a tall slender blonde with creamy white skin. As slender as she was, she sported breasts that would do a porn star proud. I was attracted to her from the moment I saw her. I found it interesting that she was around the apartment building all day. She didn't leave for work until 6 pm. I learned that she was a striptease dancer, and I thought that she was very exciting. I wanted to get to know her better, but school interfered. I had been a good student at my previous school, but when we moved to the inner city, things changed. They put me in junior high, but it took them only a couple of weeks to find out that I was academically well beyond what they were teaching students my age, so they transferred me to the high school. After some testing they put me in all advanced placement classes. I was in classes with students that were sixteen and seventeen. It didn't take long before I found that I was resented because I was so young and getting better grades than them. The spiteful looks I got added to my uncomfortable feelings. I didn't have any friends among the girls, and the boys were not the kind of guys I would care to associate with. I became a loner. One day I had to pee so badly I had to enter the girl's bathroom. There was a group of older girls clustered near the window, and they were smoking. I quickly entered a toilet stall and closed the door. I was no more than seated and relieving myself, when the door burst open. One of the girls from my Trigonometry class was standing in the door. She was smoking a cigarette and had a confrontational attitude. I was scared of her of course. I was still dribbling pee as she dragged me out of the stall. She forced me to lie down on the filthy bathroom floor on my back. She pinned my arms to the floor as she straddled my head. Her knees were on either side of my head and her shins were pinning my arms down. Her skirt was above her knees, so I was looking up at her crotch, and she didn't have any panties on. I was looking at her hairy pussy. The bitch sat on my face forcing me to eat her pussy. Her friends were circling us and voicing their encouragements. They were telling her to make the little bitch eat her pussy, and smother the little bitch. She ground her pussy into my face until she screamed that she was cumming. When she was finished they left me sobbing on the floor. I eventually pulled myself together and made my way to my next class. From that day on my classmates tease me by making a V with their first two fingers and sticking their tongue between them and wiggling the tongue in a lewd manner. There was no doubt they were referring to my eating that girl's pussy. Their behavior only made me more withdrawn. I couldn't get away from school fast enough. Arlene observed just how distressed I was one afternoon when I was heading for my apartment. She offered me a cup of tea, so I joined her in her apartment for a cup of tea. We sat on her couch while sipping our tea. She pressed me for details about what was distressing me. I was reluctant to tell anyone about how I had been abused at school, but eventually she convinced me to tell her my story. She wrapped her arm around me as I tearfully related how I had been attacked in the girl's bathroom. While I was telling the story Arlene was comforting me. She assured me that lesbian sex is not like the way that girl had treated me. That set off a warning in my mind, was Arlene a lesbian. I was totally enamored with her, because I thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever met. Being an innocent girl I simply asked without thinking, "Are you a lesbian?" It never dawned on me that what I asked might offend someone, but Arlene understood that my question was not a malicious question. She simply smiled at me and said, "Honey, everyone in this apartment building is a lesbian!" My first reaction was quick, "Mother and I are not lesbians!" Arlene smiled at me, "I'm sure that the only reason Maxine allowed the two of you to move in was because she has designs on getting in your mother's panties, if not yours!" I felt a chill run down my spine. I had felt uncomfortable about the way Ms. Rivers always looked at me. Now I knew what she was thinking. I had always admired Arlene, and the knowledge that she was a lesbian made me feel a little strange. I couldn't help building a picture in my mind of Arlene actually doing to another woman what that girl at school made me do to her. I also wondered if Arlene would smell and taste like that girl had. She assured me that she was not about to jump me, which caused me to let out a nervous giggle. I asked her, "Do all lesbians treat girls the way that girl at school had used me?" Arlene still had her arm around my shoulders, and she did smell so sweet. She used her other hand to run her fingertips up and down my forearm. "Honey, what that girl did to you was rape. What takes place between two lesbians is nothing like rape. Nothing is more personal than the way women make love to each other." While she was talking to me I felt her large breast rubbing against my upper arm. Her head was only inches away from my cheek. I could feel her breath on my cheek and smell her breath. She must have just brushed her teeth, because her breath smelled like mint flavored toothpaste. Just as she lightly kissed my cheek her hand moved up my arm and her finger circled one of my small breasts. Her touch sent shivers through my body. Yet I had no desire to stop her from doing anything. Arlene kissed me again, only this time on the lips. When I turned my head towards her to return the kiss she pressed her lips on mine with more forced. She stuck her tongue into my mouth too. While she was kissing me she cupped my little breasts and squeezed it. Her actions emboldened me to feel her breasts, after all I had admired her breasts from the first time I saw her. They did feel very interesting. They were both firm, while soft and pliable under my fingers. I could tell that there was only the thin sheet of her blouse covering her breasts, because there was no evidence of a bra under her blouse. Arlene encouraged me by simply unbuttoning her blouse and pulling the material aside, exposing both of her breasts. I was fascinated by the sight of her breasts. They were almost perfect the way her areolas were perched right on the front of her breasts. My mother's breasts sagged a little, and her areolas are not perfectly round, like Arlene's. I couldn't resist feeling them. Arlene lifted one and offered her nipple to me. I couldn't resist taking her nipple into my mouth. I can't even tell you how much it thrilled me to be sucking on the breasts of such a lovely woman. She was kissing the top of my head while I sucked on her nipple like a baby. While I was sucking on her, she stroked my arms and body. She eventually reached down and placed her hand on my exposed knee, and slowly ran her hand up the inside of my thigh. When her hand reached the crotch of my panties, I felt like I was about to pee. She stroked my panties gently for a long time. She eventually picked me up and placed me on the arm of the couch, before pulling my panties off of my legs. She put her face between my legs, and lapped at my pussy very gently. No one had ever eaten my pussy before, so it was mind blowing to have such a beautiful woman lapping at my pussy. I almost fell off of the couch when I came. When I recovered, I asked Arlene, "Should I do the same thing to you?" She stroked my hair and assured me, "I loved making you cum, honey. There is no need to do that to me. I want you to think about what I did to you, and if you want to visit me in the future, there will be plenty of time to make love to me, if you want to!" She told me, "Honey, I have to get ready for work, and I think you better go home before your mother gets home from work." I was reluctant to put my panties back on and leave her, but I had one more question to ask. "Arlene, if you are a lesbian, why do you work as a stripper?" Arlene laughed, "I make a comfortable living doing that, and sometimes my agent lines me up with lesbian gigs. I love stripping for lesbian birthday parties." Hearing her say that she stripped for lesbians sent a little pang of jealousy through my body. I was already falling in love with her. I reluctantly put my panties back on. I hated to leave her. As I made my way to my apartment I passed a couple of other apartments. One of them had the drapes open and I saw one of our neighbors standing at the window looking out at the pool. When she saw me, she gave me a big smile, as if she knew what I had been doing. She even winked at me. I wondered if she could tell that Arlene had made me cum. I felt my face flush as I picked up my pace. I remembered that Arlene had told me that all of the women in this building were lesbians. I wondered if Mother had known about the place before we moved in. I learned much later that Mom had not known about the character of the place before we moved in, but she learned about it the first month the rent was due. Mother had used all of the money she had to pay the first, and last month's rent, cleaning fee, and then turn on the utilities. She was almost broke when the next month's rent came due. She had to go to Maxine's apartment and explain that she was strapped that month. She assured Maxine that she would pay part of it and give her the rest the next payday. Maxine was very understanding, and assured Mother that she understood, but she would only let her do that this one time. Mother promised that it would never happen again. Maxine said, "If I let you pay this month's rent in installments, I want something in return." Mother agreed to do anything she wanted. I assume she thought Maxine would want her to do something like clean the laundry room or something like that. Maxine had something far more personal in mind. Maxine put her arm around Mother's shoulders and shocked her by kissing her on the mouth. She quickly realized what Maxine wanted. Apparently Mother had experimented with other girls in her youth, but had not had a sexual relationship with a woman as an adult, but she figured that she better please the apartment manager or face eviction, without enough money to find another place. Mom did as she was told. She undressed the two of them and satisfied Maxine's sexual desires. I learned about all of this much later. The next day after school I headed directly to Arlene's apartment. When I knocked on her door I heard her voice invite me in, so I opened the door and let myself in. From the entrance I could see the kitchen area and the living-room, so I headed towards the bathroom and her bedroom. Her bedroom door was open and I saw her sitting in front of her vanity mirror. I could tell that all she had on was a silk dressing gown. She was applying lotion to her body. She saw me in the mirror reflection, and smiled at me. She swiveled her chair around, allowing me to see not only those gorgeous breasts, but the bottom of her dressing gown was open and I could see her shaved pussy. I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. As I approached her, she used her right hand to rub her pussy before she stuck two fingers deep into her pussy. When I was right in front of her she withdrew her fingers and drew the back of her index finger under my nose. I could smell the odor of her pussy. Her slimy finger left behind a trace of her liquid on my upper lip. Every time I took in a breath I could smell her pussy. Then she stuck her two fingers into my mouth. I sucked her fingers clean. Having done that I knew that I was going to enjoy eating her pussy the same way she had done to me yesterday. Arlene told me, "Please make yourself comfortable, while I make sure we are not disturbed." I took that as an invitation to get out of my school clothes. I quickly removed my shoes and socks, and was removing my blouse when Arlene returned from locking the door. She approached me, and took me in her arms as she kissed me on the mouth very passionately. She helped me finish unbuttoning the front of my blouse, and she helped me remove it. When my skirt was unfastened it dropped to the floor around my ankles. Arlene picked me up like a baby and placed me on the bed. I was the one to unhook my little bra while she pulled my panties down my hips. When they were free of my feet she let her own gown fall away. She lied on the bed next to me, so that she could gently stroke my body. Her magnificent breasts were next to my head. I couldn't resist sucking on her breasts. I was the one to initiate the sexual act of masturbating her. She in turn spread my legs and sucked my pussy until I had another quick organism. She lied next to me and hugged me while I recovered. I eventually had to find out if I could eat a woman's pussy. When I started moving into position, Arlene did something I didn't expect. She flung her legs around and backwards in such a way the she was able to cross her ankles behind her head. I had never seen anyone do that before. It was so erotic to see her curled up in a ball with her pussy and asshole exposed to me. When I felt her vulva, it was as smooth and devoid of hair like a new born baby. Her asshole was puckering as if in anticipation of sexual activity. I placed my hands on the backs of her ample thighs and moved my face close to her crotch. I savored the smell of her musky sexual odor. I was so close to her asshole that I could also smell her ass. I would have thought it would stink, but I found her asshole to actually smell rather sweet. I had doubted that I could eat pussy, but now I found myself not only licking her cunt, I was actually licking her asshole. Arlene was actually moaning and begging me not to stop, as if I had any intention of stopping. I sucked her pussy until she not only came, she actually squirted some pee into my mouth and face. Arlene had to unhook her ankles from behind her head, so that she could stretch out on the bed. I lied on top of her. We eventually had to get dressed, so that I could return to my apartment before Mother got home. Arlene also had to clean up before going to work. Again I saw that woman looking out of her window as I passed, and she winked at me. It was obvious that she knew what Arlene and I had been doing. I wondered what she planned on doing with her knowledge. A couple of days later I gathered up our laundry and made my way to the laundry room downstairs. That woman that had winked at me was already doing her laundry. There were three washing machines and four dryers. I placed my plastic laundry basket on the table attached to the wall for folding clothes, and started separating the colored items from the white and delicate. I planned to wash the delicate things first. The woman smiled and said, "Hi, sweetheart my name is Delores, but my friends call me De-De. I couldn't help but notice your budding relationship with Arlene. I would like a taste of what you're giving her!" I didn't know what to say to such a bold declaration. I couldn't deny what she was saying about me and Arlene. My problem was if I was capable of having sex with another woman. Darlene was not above blackmailing me into compliance. "What would your mother say about you having sex with an older woman, a stripper like Arlene?" I felt a cold chill run down my back. I knew she had control over me. I couldn't tell my mother about Arlene. There wasn't anything I could do to protect myself. I simply stood there as she took me in her arms and kissed me. I wouldn't say she was pretty, but she was nice looking for a middle aged woman. She was a lot taller than me. She smelled of a light citrus fragrance. She simply picked me up and sat me on the table. She spread my legs, and pulled my panties aside, so that she could see my pussy. I felt a thrill when she touched my pussy. She gently stroked my recently sprouted pubic garden. She started sucking my pussy. All I could do was cling to her hair while she made me cum. We continued washing our laundry and drying and folding the clothes. Between loading washers and dryers she had me eat her pussy. Unlike Arlene, De-De had not shaved her pussy. I got a couple of hairs caught between my teeth while eating her pussy. I was surprised with the knowledge that I didn't feel any guilt about eating this woman's pussy, or cheating on Arlene. I just enjoyed sex, and any pussy would do. By the time I got the laundry back to the apartment I was ready to find out what every women in the apartment tasted like. I didn't have to wait long. Within days, Mother's car broke down. The mechanic informed her that it would coast twelve hundred dollars to repair her car. It was not really worth repairing the car. So she sold it, and took what little she got for it to buy another car. All she could do was ask a mechanic she trusted to help her select a car she could rely on. The problem was the payments put an additional strain on our budget. When she fell behind in the rent, Maxine expected a lot more sex to let her slide. Mother was not good at hiding her sexual activity with Maxine. I figured out quickly when she had to keep visiting Maxine's apartment. To confirm my suspicions I placed a wooden crate under Maxine's bedroom window and peeked through the drapes to witness my mother kneeling between the chubby woman's legs. There was no doubt that Mother was eating Maxine's pussy. I couldn't let mother know that I knew what she was doing in exchange for being late with the rent. I brooded about what Mom was doing for a couple of days. I finally came up with a plan. Mom was working as much overtime as she could to catch up with the bills. I had lots of time alone. As much as I would love to spend it in Arlene's bed, I figured I could help mother deal with Maxine. After school I rushed home and stopped at Maxine's door. When she opened the door she smiled a crooked smile that looked like she was undressing me with her eyes. I thought she looked more like a man than a woman. She was stocky with hair that looked like a man's barber had cut it. She had thick eyebrows and an obvious mustache above her lip. The smell of cigarette smoke clung to her clothing and had a repulsive stench. She had a cigarette between her fingers, and the smoke was swirling up around her head. She finally asked me, "What can I do for you, young lady?" I looked her directly in the eyes, "I know my mother and I are having financial problems, and what she has been doing to please you! I was wondering if you and I could come to an understanding that would not include my mother." Maxine chuckled, "I have noticed your visits to Arlene's apartment. I take it you have learned everything she has to teach you, so you think you're ready to satisfy a real woman now?" I found it ironic that she considered herself a real woman, considering how much she looked like a man. I was bluffing when I said, "I think I can light your fire." She stepped back to allow me to enter her place. She placed her hand on my ass, as I walked past her. She was not subtle at all about anything. She took me directly to her bedroom. The bed was a mess, and the ashtrays were full. The textured ceiling was stained yellow. The room positively reeked. As soon as we were in her room she started pulling off my clothes. When I was totally naked she tossed me on her bed. I felt the wrinkled sheets under my butt, as I watched her take off her clothes. When she pulled off her flannel work shirt, she was completely naked to the waist. I can only guess the size of her tits, because they were so large that they sagged all the way to her waistline. That took some doing because her belly was about 44 inches around. She was breathing hard when she sat down to bend over to take off her shoes and socks. She straightened up and unfastened the button and zipper of her pants. She had to stand up long enough to pull them down. Her underwear looked more like men's jockey shorts. At least she turned around to face me when she pulled them down. She was the first woman I ever met that had a total disregard for anything feminine. She didn't shave her underarms or her pubic area. I swear she had more body hair than any male I had ever seen. The girls at school would have made fun of her, but I'm sure they would be scared shitless if she challenged them. She mounted the bed and knelt next to me and lifted her arm to expose her underarm hair. She grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled my head hard against her underarm. Her underarm was sweaty and the odor was pungent. She made me lick both of her armpits. When she had enough of me licking her armpits, she lifted one of her big flabby tits and put it in my mouth. Her breasts were like big rubbery water bottles that were almost empty, the way they dangled over her belly almost to her waist. Her areolas were large mauve ovals with wide stubby nipples. While I was sucking on her nipples I could smell her body aroma. She smelled of cigarette smoke as well as her sweaty body odor. After I had sucked on both of her tits, she pushed me over onto my back, and mounted my head like she would have done a horse. I was looking up at that patch of dark pubic hair as she ground it into my mouth and nose. As much as her pussy smelled, it was somehow erotic, and the inside of her pussy was coated with a thick mucus lining. It was thick as I swallowed the stuff. When she rocked forward her asshole ground into my mouth, even her asshole was ringed with hair. I would have thought her asshole would smell bad, but it smelled sweeter than I would have thought. Had anyone told me I would like the taste of an old woman's asshole I would have said they were crazy. By the time Maxine finished using me, I was totally spent. She had to help me get dressed and walked me to my apartment. It was all I could do to bathe before Mother got home. I knew everything on me and my skin would smell of Maxine's cigarette smoke if I didn't bathe. Mother must have suspected what I had done, because Maxine never bothered her again about being late with the rent. She never mentioned anything about the subject. I also got an idea about how to get even with that girl at school that had raped me. I talked it over with Maxine the next time I visited her. I was developing a taste for smelly pussy. At school I kept an eye on that girl, one afternoon when she was in the library without her buddies, I approached her. I asked her if she really liked rough sex. Then she smiled at me and asked, "What if I do?" I told her, "I know of a woman that you might like to meet, Dawn!" (I had learned her name.) I wrote down the address, without telling her that I lived there. I told her to knock on the manager's door and tell her that you were looking for Maxine. After school I rushed home, so that I could be in Maxine's place before Dawn arrived. I was out of sight when there was a knock on the door. Sure enough when Maxine opened the door, Dawn was standing there. Maxine invited her into her home, and I realized how much Dawn looked like a younger version of Maxine. Maxine asked her, "What can I do for you, young lady?" She responded, "My name is D-a-w-n. I prefer D-o-n, and a friend told me that if I like rough sex that I should visit you, if your name is Maxine." Maxine chuckled and said, "I am Maxine, Max to my friends! Would you like a drink, while we talk?" Dawn accepted her offer. Maxine made them a couple of stiff drinks with vodka. She joined Dawn on the couch while they sipped their drinks and talked. Maxine asked her, "Do you consider yourself a dyke?" Dawn told her, "I do enjoy forcing sweet young girls to eat my pussy and such!" Maxine smiled, "I think I can teach you how to get the maximum enjoyment out of sex if you're willing to be my understudy!" Dawn gave her that crooked smile, "anything you say." Maxine picked up her glass and stood up. She offered Dawn her hand, and led her into the bedroom. I had my spot staked out outside her bedroom window. I had a box ready to stand on and the window was open enough for me to hear their conversations. Maxine simply commanded, "Down, take off your clothes!" Dawn obeyed without question. I watched her remove her clothes, and saw how much her body looked like the younger version she was of Maxine. Maxine must have seen it too. Maxine pulled the naked Dawn onto the bed before she removed her clothes. I watched in total fascination as Maxine treated Dawn the same way she had treated me, right down to grinding her hairy asshole into Dawn's face. The only thing she added was that she strapped on a black rubber dildo that she used to fuck Dawn with. Boy...did Dawn howl when Maxine fucked her in the ass. I watched everything intently, while rubbing my crotch through my dress. When they were finished I made my way to Arlene's apartment for some sweet sex with her. The next day at school I followed Dawn until she reached a secluded part of the main administration building before confronting her. I asked her, "Did you visit Maxine yesterday?" I wanted to find out how much she would admit to. Dawn turned to face me and said, "I did, and she was amazing. I think I'm falling in love with her! Thank you for thinking of me." With that she took me in her arms and kissed me on the mouth, while grasping my butt cheeks. I quickly glanced around the corridor, and was relieved because I didn't see anyone. When we parted ways, I made my way to my Advanced Placement English class. It was a normal day in Ms. Brooks' class. When the bell rang, and my classmates made a quick exit, I was about to join them when Ms. Brooks asked me to remain for a moment. I figured I had done something wrong. As the clatter of shoes on tile floors and the cacophony of voices dissipated, Ms. Brooks sat down in a desk chair in the row next to mine. She turned to face me as she said, "I witnessed the way Dawn was kissing you in the corridor! I wouldn't want you getting involved with Dawn, because she is a known bully of a lesbian!" For some reason I boldly responded, "Don't worry, Dawn was just thanking me for introducing her to a woman that she has fallen in love with!" Ms. Brooks sat there for a moment before asking the next question, "You know lesbian women?" "After the divorce of my parents my mother and I had to move into a cheap apartment building. As it turned out the one we moved into is an apartment building occupied by only lesbians. It is called `The Luxury World Apartments,' but locally is known as `The L Word apartments' after the premium satellite TV show about lesbians. I have made friends with several of them. The manager is more like a man than a woman. I introduced Dawn to her recently. Dawn must have enjoyed meeting Maxine." Ms. Brooks asked, "Have you had sex with any of these women?" Again I was emboldened to tell the truth, "I have had sex with several of them, including Maxine, but I prefer more feminine women." Ms. Brooks leaned across the narrow space between us and kissed me on the lips. I returned the kiss, and even reached out to feel one of her breasts. When she broke the kiss, she said, "This is not the place to be doing this!" I suggested that she come to my apartment. I assured her that my mother wouldn't be home until at least 6 pm. I scribbled my address on a piece of notebook paper and placed it in her hand. I understood it would be unwise to be seen riding in her car by anyone from school. I told her that it would take me almost a half hour to get home on the city bus. Sure enough as I walked the half block from the bus stop to the apartment building I saw Ms. Brooks waiting in front of the building. I rushed to greet her, as we entered the courtyard of the apartment we saw Maxine busy changing the filter of the pool. As we approached her on our way to my apartment, Maxine stood up. I introduced Ms. Brooks to Maxine, as I explained to Maxine that Ms. Brooks was my English teacher. The two women shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. While we were talking Dawn found us. She was shocked to not only see me but one of our teachers talking to Maxine. I had never told Dawn that I lived at the apartment, or told her how well I knew Maxine. While we were talking Maxine was not shy about demonstrating that Dawn was her girlfriend by wrapping her arm around Dawn's waist and grasping Dawn's butt with her hand. That was the first time I ever saw Dawn actually blush, but she didn't resist Maxine's demonstration of ownership. Just the same Dawn showed signs of being embarrassed about her submissive position, in the presence of me and one of our teachers. I was holding Ms. Brooks' hand, and squeezed it to let her know I wanted to end this conversation. She understood and she told Maxine that it was a pleasure meeting her, and said that sometime we might enjoy an evening together to discuss common interests. Maxine understood the implications. She gave her a big smile and assured her that she was welcome to visit anytime. She turned to leave, and guided Dawn towards the manager's office door. I led Ms. Brooks to our apartment. I showed her our apartment, knowing that it was a far cry from our suburban home. There was no attempt to hide what my intent was. As soon as we were in my small bedroom I hugged and kissed her with passion. Because of my small size I had to stand on tiptoe to approach her mouth. She had to bend down to make it possible for us to kiss. We worked our way to my bed. I didn't know where to start, should I undress her or myself before we sat down. Ms. Brooks was wearing pumps with moderate heels because she wanted comfortable shoes to stand on all day at school. She simply stepped out of them before lying down on my bed. I sat down next to her and we hugged each other while we kissed each other passionately for a long time. It was Ms. Brooks that was first to feel my small breasts. She whispered in my ear that when we were not at school that I could call her Gail. I had never heard her given name before, and found it strange to call her anything but Ms. Brooks. She always dressed professionally at school. She wore business suits most of the time. On warm days she chose dresses with three-quarter sleeves, and her knees were covered. Rarely did we ever get a glimpse of her cleavage. Today she had chosen to wear one of her business suits, in fall colors. When she removed her jacket she was wearing an orange blouse with puffy sleeves. She deftly unbuttoned three of her buttons, exposing much of her bra containing her ample 36C-sized breasts. I could not contain my desire to see what her tits looked like. I reached inside her bra and pulled both of her tits out. I was impressed with her breasts, because I had never seen areolas as large as hers. They were as large as a tea cup saucer and they were a mauve color. I played with them for a short time before taking a nipple into my mouth to taste her. Her breasts smelled of a floral perfume, but her flesh tasted of salty sweat at first. Gail stroked my hair while I nursed at her breast. While I was busy with her breasts, she ran her hand down my body. When I had sat down my skirt had ridden above my knees. She ran her hand down to my knee and then ran it back up my bare thigh. She forced her hand under my skirt all the way up my inner thigh to my panties. I felt my pussy respond the moment her hand touched my inner thigh. I wanted to see her naked body so badly that I managed to rip a couple of buttons off of her blouse as I struggled to undress her. She was obviously just as anxious to see me naked too. Our clothes were scattered all over the bedroom. We were sprawled out on top of my bed kiss while we rubbed each other's pussy. We found each other's clit and stimulated them until we had wet orgasms. Neither of us was satisfied with a climax from mutual masturbation. We both wanted to taste each other's pussy. We virtually fought each other over which one of us was going to eat the other's pussy first. She was much stronger than me, so she won the struggle. Gail wrapped my scrawny legs around her head, as she buried her face in my pubic bush. It was obvious that Gail was no stranger to eating pussy. I couldn't sit still, when I sat up I raked her back with my fingernails, and then I would flop back on the bed, shaking my head back and forth while moaning, and extolling her ability to eat pussy. When I had my second climax I was quivering all over. Gail looked up at me with a wet face. I sat up and took her in my arms and kissed her. I loved the feel of my pussy juice all over her face, and the taste of my pussy smeared all over her face. Then it was my turn to reverse positions. I pushed her over onto her back with her head at the foot of the bed. I pulled her feet up until they were touching her butt, before spreading her legs open to look at her pussy. Gail shaved her pussy clean of any pubic hair. Whatever she did, there was not even a bump or stubble on her vulva. When I parted her labia I saw that there was a two inch ridge leading down to her hooded clitoris. I couldn't resist taking her clit into my mouth and sucking on her. It was not long before she was howling, and slapping my ears with her thighs. Time was meaningless to us. I sucked her pussy until she had multiple climaxes. Eventually I lied down on top of her while we recovered. We kissed each other lovingly for a long time. We didn't think about the time before I turned around on top of her. I dangled my legs on either side of her head as I sought out her pussy with my mouth again. I virtually humped her face, while lapping at her cunt. I can honestly say that my bedroom was filled with the odor of pussy sex. We didn't even notice how dark it had gotten. We were making all kinds of noise as we encouraged each other to the point that we didn't even hear the door open. When my bedroom door opened my mother cried out, "Oh my GAWD!" I rolled off of Gail and knelt behind the opposite side of the bed. Gail sat up and scrambled to find something to cover her nakedness. The only thing handy was one of my pillows. She gripped the pillow with both arms in front of her body. The look on my mother's face was of total shock. Obviously she had no idea I was having sex with women. She had met Ms. Brooks at the last open house at school, so she knew who she was. She whirled around and went into the living room. I could hear her sobbing, as I simply grabbed a nightgown and pulled it over my head. Gail was gathering up her clothes, obviously planning on getting dressed and making a quick exit. I placed my hand on her arm and said, "Please wait awhile!" She sat back down, but continued putting her panties back on. I went to my mother and sat down next to her. I comforted her and hugged her. "Mom, please don't be upset. It was not anyone's fault that I have discovered that I prefer sex with women." Mother sobbed, "I never wanted you to be anything but happy, but can you be happy with women?" That was when I dropped the bomb, "Mom, I know what Maxine made you do because of our financial problems. I even went to her to satisfy her desires, so that she would not take advantage of you anymore." Mother's reaction was instant, `You have been having sex with Maxine? She is so aggressive that she might hurt you!" "Mom I have discovered that I like all kinds of sex. I enjoy being mothered by nice smelling women as well as the sweaty rough sex. Why don't you just relax, and accept that I am a lesbian." Mother wrapped her arms around me and softly cried on my shoulder. I took that opportunity to pull her to her feet and led her back into my bedroom. Gail was almost completely dressed by that time. "Mom, it was not Ms. Brooks' fault. I invited her to visit me here. Don't hold it against her. I think she is a lovely woman, and I've had sexual fantasies about having sex with her for weeks. I took hold of Mother's wrist and placed her hand on Gail's breast. I held it there until Mother squeezed Gail's breast. Gail understood my plan and reached up and took hold of the back of Mother's neck, and pulled Mother's head down so that she could kiss my mother. There was a moment that Mother resisted the kiss, but in a short time Mother embraced Gail. I watched the kiss turn into passion. I used my cell phone to call De-De to invite her to join us, because Arlene was at work. By the time De-De arrived, Gail and Mom were pawing at each other's clothes while kissing. I led De-De to the bed and sat her on the other side of the bed. It wound up being an orgy with me making love to De-De, while Gail introduced Mother to the way she made love. From time to time Mother and I made eye contact, and I knew she was enjoying the sex. Eventually we had to call it a night. After we got dressed we walked Gail to her car. We invited her to visit anytime she liked. As we were returning to our apartment we met Dawn and Maxine coming out of her apartment. We hugged and kissed each other. I noticed that Dawn smelled of Maxine's stale cigarette smoke. I whispered in her ear, "Dawn, don't you think you should shower before going home?" Dawn smiled, "my parents know I smoke. And know I'm a dyke!" After we parted ways, De-De headed towards her apartment, and Mom and I headed to ours. As we passed the swimming pool we noticed a couple of our neighbors in the pool. One was a sweet looking little old granny type, and the other one was a young gothic chick with purple hair that was cropped fairly short with a lock of hair covering one eye. She also sported a lot of tattoos. They were both naked and clinging to each other while they kissed and played with teach other's tits. I told Mother I'm going to have to get to know both of them. Mother shook her head and giggled. We were both tired and simply kissed as we entered our own bedrooms. One afternoon when I got home in time to visit Arlene before she had to go to work, she asked me if I had saddle oxfords or penny loafers. I was puzzled by the question, but said I had a pair of penny loafers. She told me that on Saturday night she had a gig at lesbian birthday party, and if you like we can do a lesbian sex act. The money you earn can be used to set up a college fund. The idea of performing sex with Arlene in front of an audience was a new thrill for me. I accepted. Later I told my mother I had been invited to a birthday party on Saturday night. I just didn't tell her that I was performing sex for money. I dressed like I was going to a party of a classmate before going to Arlene's apartment. Arlene had me change into a Catholic school girl uniform that consisted of white blouse with a matching pleated skirt and tie in a mock Scottish tartan, gray blazer with crest on the pocket, white knee socks. That was why she wanted me to wear penny loafers. She provided me with the sexiest little thong panties, that were definitely not regulation, I had ever seen. Arlene had already put on her costume. Her costume was that of a Carmelite Nun. She even had a crucifix hanging from the sash cord around her waist. The only thing out of place was the black stiletto heels and dark nylons. She had us put on tan dusters before she locked up her apartment on our way to her car. She drove us to the best part of town, and into a gated community, past a security guardhouse. She simply showed the guard an invitation card. We drove on up the hill to a palatial house with what looked like a seven car garage. There were plenty of cars parked on the grounds. When we made our way to the door, I was overwhelmed by the size of this villa. A maid met us and took our dusters and purses. She told us that, "Madam was expecting us." and directed us to a game room almost as large as our apartment building. As soon as we entered the room a very attractive blonde woman that was talking to a group of women broke off her discussion, and came to us. She was dressed in a gold lame evening gown, with both of her breasts fully exposed. They were covered with a variety of different lipstick marks. Obviously most of the women present had kissed her breasts. She hugged Arlene, and thanked her for coming. She turned to me and studied me with lustful eyes, "Absolutely charming, I have to talk to you after the performance, Dear!" I looked at Arlene, and she winked at me. Our hostess led us to a podium that had an office desk and chairs already in place. She held up her hands and said, "Ladies, find a seat, we have a little show for your pleasure!" She left the podium to sit in a chair, front and center. Arlene led me to the chair in front of the desk. She started scolding me for my disregard for the school regulations. She made me kneel facing the audience. The pleated skirt was well above my knees. She told me that I knew skirts should touch the floor. Then she pulled me to my feet, and draped me over the back of the chair, with my butt facing the spectators. When she flipped the skirt over my back, the cheeks of my ass were fully exposed. Arlene grabbed the thong waistband and snapped it. "You know better than to wear such scandalous underwear. She stood me up, and spun me around to face the audience, so that they could appreciate the delicate lace panties, before she ripped them down my legs. There was an audible gasp from the ladies when they saw my puffy little vulva, with the thin crop of pubic hair. Arlene turned me around again, and forced me to lie over the back of the chair again. She picked up a bamboo cane and tested it on the palm of her hand. She started whipping my ass until both cheeks and my thighs were bright red, and I was sobbing like a baby. When she made me stand up facing the ladies, she stripped me of almost everything. She left my socks, shoes, and the tie around my neck. She played with my small little tits and finger fucked my pussy, to the delight of the women. She virtually picked me up and sat my flaming butt down on the desk. Arlene reached under the collar of her head gear and untied the habit. With a little tugging the garment opened up and she was able to pull the material down her body. Everyone was impressed with her naked body underneath. All she had on was the cowl, sexy self-supporting laced top dark nylons and her heels. The women were thrilled by the sight of her breasts. They were perfectly shaped, and her areolas were right on the front of them. Her nipples were as large as the first knuckle on my little fingers. Her tummy was flat, waist was small, hips were wide, and her trimmed pubic hair was heart shaped. Her labia were visible along with her engorged clitoris. She stood there with her legs spread, while she masturbated briefly. She climbed onto the desk and squatted over my head. She lowered her cunt down to my face. She ground her pussy and asshole into my face, in such a way that all of the guests could see what she was doing. She eventually removed her cowl, and shook out her long hair. Then she bent over and ate my pussy, until I was moaning through a magnificent cum. Arlene even produced a strap-on dildo that had a dildo that went into her cunt and a second one sticking out in front of her body, which she used to fuck my pussy and ass until we were both sweating profusely. When the show came to an end, we were allowed to mingle among the ladies. We were both kissed and pawed by several women at the same time. Our hostess eventually took me by the hand, and led me to her bedroom. As soon as we were in her bedroom she asked me how old I really was. Even though I had an ID that proclaimed that I was nineteen. I sheepishly admitted that I was fourteen years old. She gave me a hug and the wettest kiss I had ever had. She assured me that she just loved getting to party with sweet young things. The woman had a nice figure, but her pride and joy was her DD sized breasts. By the time I finished sucking her tits, my face was covered with lipstick. Her pussy was shaved clean. I knelt before her and ate her pussy until she came. She was very appreciative. She was able to take all of one of my breasts into her mouth. She had to eat my pussy. I didn't resist when she turned me over, so that she could tongue fuck my ass. I was one sated young girl by the time Arlene took us home. I had to bathe and change clothes before going home. That was the start of my college fund. Arlene and I became a popular sex act. I had to get an ID that gave my age as 19, just so Arlene could not get charged with statutory rape. I don't know if it was all due to the attention to my breasts, but I did develop nice big breasts. I even became a professional lesbian actress for porn videos. Nothing pleases me more that to find a young girl like I had been to bring out. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.