Date: Mon, 11 Mar 2019 15:31:56 -0700 From: Jan none Subject: Memories of Laura (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal, g/F) Adult Youth, oral anal, 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: Copyright 2019 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@gmail.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Memories of Laura By Jan I was the August 1964 product of my mother's marriage. I was naive about the squabbles going on between my parents but by the time I was almost seven, it became obvious to even me. After the divorce, Mother and I continued to live in the countryside near the outskirts of Oxford, UK. My mum worked long hours in a local factory to support us. I was distended to be a latch key kid until Mum contacted an old school friend. They were born the same year 1941 and her name was Stella. She was a primary school teacher and was happy to look after me. I spent a lot of time with her during school holidays from the age of nine. She became my closest friend and mentor. She taught me so many things; math, sewing, piano, and even sex Of course, I had performed self-gratification before Stella introduced sex to me but it wasn't half as exciting as it was when Stella seduced me. Stella lived in a large rambling house but it was simply furnished. I suppose Stella couldn't really afford to keep it up. (It was her family home, and her parents had moved abroad). Stella was a physically tall woman with a really slim boyish figure. She had a firm bulbous bum and small breasts. She had shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. Her one indulgence was clothes, and also bought me things, particularly sexy things to wear like bras and knickers. I couldn't take them home because Mum wouldn't approve of me wearing anything so scandalous, so I only wore them when I was staying with Stella. They made me feel special and mature. The summer of 1976 was very hot in the UK. We were taking advantage of the weather by sunbathing while wearing bikinis in her big garden, reading, and eating ice-cream. I was twelve-years-old and well developed by that time. I was only about 5-foot 3, but pretty large breasts, with a slim figure, and shoulder length blonde hair. We had kissed and cuddled many times before but this time the kiss became more intimate. As she kissed me, she placed her hand on my tit and I placed my hand on her tit. It felt so natural and very pleasurable. Stella pulled the string on the back of my neck and the top fell exposing my breasts. I held my breath when she bent over and took my right nipple into her mouth and used her index finger to flip my left nipple. I reached under her and held her tits while she sucked on my nipples. Stella removed our bikinis, and while I lay on the white plastic chase-lounge she lay on top of me and covered my face with kisses. She moved down my body to suck on my nipples like she was a baby and I was the mother. The sucking lasted for a long time. Eventually, she pulled the bows on both hips of my bikini and the triangle went slack. Stella moved to the foot of the chase-lounge and pulled the strip of cloth away from my crotch so that she could study my pussy. She combed the triangle of tangled light brown hairs with her fingernails. She used both hands to spread my labia to expose my vulnerable vagina and little clit. She must have liked what she saw because she started licking and sucking on my cunt like a starved animal with fresh meat. I don't even remember how many times I came. At some point, I grew dizzy and passed out for a short time. When I calmed down, Stella stood up and pulled me to my feet. My bikini was left on the chase-lounge as she led me by the hand towards the house. She suggested that we shower to wash off the suntan lotion. She took me to the bathroom where she took off her own bikini and we put on shower caps to protect our hair. We stood under the spray of water as we washed the lotion from our bodies. I enjoyed the feeling of Stella's hands rubbing all over my body. At one point she placed both of my hands against the wall and knelt behind me and spread my cheeks and stuck her nose against my bum hole. She licked my bum until I started peeing. When she was finished rimming my bum, she turned me around and rinsed me off. From that day on my piano lessons took on added benefits. While I was practicing my scales Stella would stand behind me and place her hands on my shoulders and slide them down to feel my tits while I practiced. On those occasions when I would spend the night at her home, I found it thrilling. We would sometimes spend whole afternoon in bed together. She loved having me put on the lingerie and show them off for her. She like me to wear sexy panties for a couple of days so that the crotch would be very fragrant when she would remove them and smell the crotch. She taught me how to give and receive pleasure. She taught me how to achieve orgasms! She taught me more than just sex. She also taught me the importance of friendship and companionship. Sheila continued to be my teacher until I was fourteen. It only ended because she moved abroad to be with her parents. We have met many times over the years when she visited the UK. We had a brief fling on holiday when I was 20 but I haven't seen her since. I eventually moved to north London for employment and I never married. There were several women in my life though. As far as I know, my mother never knew about the women in my life. 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