Date: Fri, 3 Sep 2021 16:37:19 +0000 (UTC) From: Titan Hoop Club Subject: Military Wife This is a work of lesbian fiction. None of these characters ever existed. If you are offended by fantasy lesbian scenarios involving underage girls, please read no further. (ff. Ff. Lesbian Adult-Youth) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Cheryl Morris was a typical 15-year old. She played on her high school soccer team, babysat for spending money, and for the most part considered going to school to be a bit of a drag. At 5'4", with a slender 105 lb. build, and a fun personality, boys considered Cheryl cute. She had gone on a couple of dates, but didn't feel any deep attractions. One senior boy got too handsy, and she asked to be taken home. In most cases she considered boys immature, and interested only in sex. Sitting on her bed, her mind wandered as she brushed her long, straight blonde hair. Wearing only a bra and white cotton panties, she was preparing to go to the Miller home to babysit their 10-year old daughter, Kimmie. Changing into a pair of small white shorts and a colorful button-up blouse, she looked again in the mirror to make sure that everything was in place. Looking at herself, she had to admit that she looked pretty cute. She wondered if there was more to romance than being pawed at by some random teenage boy? Arriving promptly at 6:00 p.m., Cheryl was met at the door by Mrs. Miller. Mrs. Miller was a pleasant woman in her early 40's. Her husband was a successful lawyer, and their 10-year old daughter, Kimmie, was a bright, easy-going little girl, and Cheryl enjoyed babysitting her. Mrs. Miller was so grateful that Kimmie was happy and cooperative with Cheryl, that she tipped the teen handsomely, on top of her hourly babysitting rate. As Cheryl entered the house, she was surprised not to see Mr. Miller, who she learned was out of town on a case, but instead a beautiful 30-ish brunette, in a tight, form-fitting black pencil skirt, and a white blouse whose buttons seemed to be straining to contain a pair of large, full breasts that were standing straight out like a pair of Jayne Mansfield high beams in an old movie. Cheryl suddenly felt something unusual stirring inside of her. The woman was introduced to Cheryl as Mrs. Evans. She was new to the neighborhood. Her husband was a Major in the Marine Corps, and he was currently deployed at sea with the fleet. Cheryl felt her face turning red as she shook hands with the beautiful woman. Was it Cheryl's imagination, or had she noticed Mrs. Evans eyeing her too? "Please call me Maggie," the beautiful woman said. "I hear that you're the best babysitter in the neighborhood. You're obviously the prettiest one too." Cheryl turned red again at the compliment. "I don't have any children of my own, but I hope that we'll see more of each other." Cheryl smiled and nodded, unable to get any words out of her mouth. With that Maggie and Mrs. Miller left for the evening. 10-year old, Kimmie came up and gave Cheryl a friendly hug. As it was only 6:00 p.m., and Kimmie had already had dinner, she asked if she and Cheryl could sit on the couch and watch a DVD. Kimmie selected Beauty and the Beast, starring Emma Watson. As Cheryl had never seen it, she was fine with the choice. Emma Watson is pretty cute, Cheryl thought. Kimmie was blonde like Cheryl. Strangers might have thought that they were sisters. Like most 10-year old girls, Kimmie was on the cusp of adolescence. Perfectly proportioned for her small size, with a firm, tiny ass, she would be breaking hearts by the time that she reached junior high. As the movie went on, the friendly 10-year old began to snuggle on the couch with her 15-year old babysitter. Kimmie rested her head on Cheryl's small breasts, and Cheryl protectively wrapped her arms around the young girl, whom she genuinely cared for. When the movie ended, Cheryl instructed Kimmie to put her pajamas on. As it was a school night for both, Kimmie knew that bed time was at 8:30 p.m., and Cheryl was under strict instructions to see that Kimmie complied. As it was a warm evening, Kimmie came back downstairs wearing a little, pastel pink cotton pajama-shorts set, and resumed her place on the couch hugging Cheryl. Again, Kimmie innocently placed her head on Cheryl's breasts. Cheryl was surprised, however, when Kimmie put her hand on one of Cheryl's boobs, and asked, "Will I have boobies someday?" Cheryl put her hand over Kimmie's, and wordlessly encouraged the 10-year old to feel around. "Of course you will, Kimmie," Cheryl said. "Would you like to see mine?" "Uh huh," Kimmie replied, as Cheryl began to unbutton her blouse to reveal a white, age-appropriate bra for her 32-B teen breasts. Cheryl reached for Kimmie's hand, and allowed her to feel the softness of the bra. A little bit of cleavage peered from the blonde teen's bra. Removing her blouse and bra, Cheryl's young breasts were exposed to the young girl, who looked on in wonder. "Kimmie, to be fair," Cheryl said, "You need to take off your top too." Kimmie quickly unbuttoned her pajama top to reveal her flat, boyish chest. Cheryl massaged both undeveloped breasts, and asked Kimmie to do the same with her. Kimmie noticed Cheryl's erect pink nipples, and began to explore with her fingers. Pinching, she noticed that Cheryl winced slightly, but didn't cry out. Cheryl asked the girl if she would like to kiss them. Kimmie awkwardly reached over Kimmie's body, and gave a quick peck to each breast. Cheryl laughed, and instructed the youngster to take her time, and to kiss and lick each breast. Kimmie learned quickly, and began to suck Cheryl's milk-less tits. Cheryl removed Kimmie's open pajama top, and positioned the little blonde straddling her waist. Still in her pajama shorts, Kimmie's bare chest faced Cheryl. Cheryl was also inexperienced, but used her imagination, licking, kissing and teasing the flat chest of the blonde little girl. After much mutual rubbing and exploring by the bare-chested pair, Cheryl announced that it was time for Kimmie to go to bed. Both girls quickly dressed. Cheryl pulled the little girl closer to her. "We didn't do anything wrong," Cheryl said, "But you must not tell anyone. Understand?" Kimmie nodded her head. Cheryl gave Kimmie a quick kiss on the lips, and as the child was heading to run up the stairs, Cheryl gave Kimmie a quick pat on her cute little ass. Kimmie giggled as she ran. Around 45 minutes later, Mrs. Miller and Maggie arrived home from their dinner out. Mrs. Miller thanked Cheryl, and paid her generously. As she walked the short distance home, Cheryl asked herself, "What the heck just happened? I made out with a 10-year old girl." She thought back, and she admitted to herself that she had gotten aroused after meeting Maggie. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >>>>>>> Some days later, Cheryl was walking home after soccer practice. Dressed in her practice gear, with her school clothes in a bag over her shoulder, and thinking about nothing but a cold shower on the hot day, Cheryl took a short cut to go home. Cutting through an alleyway, she was surprised to see Maggie out in the hot sun tending to her garden. Cheryl hadn't known where Maggie lived, so it was a great surprise to see her. Maggie was similarly heated from doing her garden work. She was dressed in a small pair of khaki shorts, and the sweat-soaked white tank top that she was wearing was practically see-through, nicely showing off her large breasts beneath the fabric. Maggie noticed the teen, and called out. "Cheryl. Hello!" Not to be impolite, the teen went over to speak with Maggie, and walked on to her lawn. "Hello, Mrs. Evans... I mean Maggie," said Cheryl. "You remembered," said Maggie. "I'm glad." "Where are you going?" Maggie asked. "Soccer practice just ended, so I'm going home," Cheryl replied. "Honey, you look worn out," Maggie said. "Let me go inside and get us a couple of bottles of water. " Maggie invited Cheryl to sit on one of her porch chairs, and was soon back with the bottles of water. The two talked about their lives. Cheryl talked about high school, the soccer team, and what she hoped to do later in life. Maggie admitted that it was lonely having a husband in the Marine Corps, and that they had had to move several times during the eight years that they had been married. Maggie lamented that it was hard to start a career, and it was hard to make and keep friends with having to move so often. "I hope that we'll be friends, Cheryl." Cheryl smiled, and Maggie rested her hand on Cheryl's thigh. Maggie was very conscious that Cheryl had rarely removed her eye's from Maggie's chest or legs. Whenever Maggie tried to make eye contact the teen quickly glanced away. "Could it be?" Maggie asked herself. Despite being married, Maggie was attracted to high school age-girls. Before she was married she was a softball coach, and had eagerly bedded a couple of her teenage players. With her husband gone on duty so much, her mind and attention wandered back to nubile young girls like Cheryl, and she was interested to find out what Cheryl had going on underneath those soccer shorts? "It's been so hot lately," Maggie said. "Why don't you come by for a swim tomorrow, it's Saturday. I've got a pool in the backyard, and God knows I could use some company." Cheryl quickly agreed. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> As noon approached, Cheryl put her bathing suit on underneath a t-shirt and and old pair of shorts, and headed over to Maggie's. To be honest, Cheryl was most looking forward to getting a greater look at Maggie's body in a bathing suit, and hoped that she would also be wearing a two-piece suit. Yelling to her mother, "Going swimming," Cheryl quickly exited the door and made the short walk to Maggie's house. Maggie welcomed Cheryl with a hug, and a peck on the cheek, which made Cheryl blush. Maggie was wearing a floral print beach cover that barely extended past her ass and upper thighs. A tall woman at 5'11", Cheryl's long long legs made many outfits look skimpier than intended. Maggie had made a pitcher of lemonade, and suggested to Cheryl that they go out by the pool. Maggie handed Cheryl a glass of lemonade and suggested that she get comfortable by changing into her bathing suit. Maggie was surprised as the teen whipped of her t-shirt and dropped her shorts to the ground to reveal a rather conservative royal blue two-piece boy- short bathing suit. Cheryl stood before Maggie with her long, straight blonde hair flowing, her body was proportional to her size. Her legs and ass were toned from soccer, and her 32-B breasts protruded from her chest interestingly. An athlete, a quarter could have been bounced off of Cheryl's firm abdomen. Cheryl was the kind of lean teen that Maggie adored, and she was afraid that the saliva in her mouth would fall to the ground as she mentally undressed the 15-year old. Cheryl pretended to be oblivious, hoping that the afternoon would somehow lead to more from the gorgeous woman. Cheryl adjusted her top to where it was more comfortable, and noticed that Maggie was eyeing her deeply. Cheryl resumed her seat in the chair, and continued to sip her lemonade. The pair made small talk before deciding to go into the pool. Maggie stood up first. She unfastened her floral beach cover, and laid it on the chair. She was wearing no top, and only the tiniest black thong bikini bottom imaginable, which disappeared into the crack in her bubble butt. Cheryl nearly spit out her lemonade, and began coughing. Maggie patted Cheryl's back to ensure that she wasn't choking. In seconds Cheryl recovered. Maggie apologized. "Honey, I didn't mean to shock you. I don't want to get any tan lines, so I always go topless in my own pool. I'm sorry if that offended you." "No, no, not at all," Cheryl replied. "I was just... surprised. That's all." "No problems?" Maggie inquired. Her arms now covering her boobs. "No problems, at all," replied Cheryl, who had now regained her composure. Tall and tan, and with magnificent full boobs, Maggie reminded Cheryl of a picture she had once seen of Raquel Welch in an animal skin bikini. Maggie began slowly rubbing sunscreen on her luscious boobs and upper torso. Cheryl, a now-flustered 15-year old, couldn't take her eyes off Maggie, sizing her mature body up and down. This time Maggie pretended to be oblivious, and when she had finished with the sunscreen, offered Cheryl her hands to help the teen up from her chair. Now standing before the Amazonian, Maggie, Cheryl felt like a very scrawny, unattractive little girl. "What the heck was I thinking? Maggie couldn't possibly be interested in me, or my little titties, Cheryl thought, disappointedly. Maggie's thoughts were entirely the opposite. She liked that Cheryl hadn't tried to pretend to be older than she was. Her little boy-short bathing suit was cute. It showed off her stomach, and accentuated her small, athletic butt and boyish hips. Furthermore, unbeknownst to Cheryl, a delicious cameltoe was visible in her crotch, Maggie, without asking, began rubbing sunscreen on Cheryl's back and arms, carefully brushing her long blonde hair out of the way. This was Maggie's test to see if she would receive any resistance from the teen. Seeing none, she continued rubbing sunscreen on Cheryl. "We don't want you to get a sunburn or a farmers tan, so why don't you take off that top? It's just us girls," Maggie purred. Cheryl did not object, so Maggie skillfully unhooked Cheryl's bikini bra with two fingers. The back of the bra now hung loosely from Chery's sides, as Maggie pulled the bra straps from Cheryl's arms. Cheryl's white breasts and pink nipples were now exposed to the sun for the first time since she was a toddler. Maggie remained cool, although she wanted to take Cheryl's small breasts into her mouth. She slowly rubbed sunscreen on the teen's breasts, and circled Cheryl's body rubbing on sunscreen to innocently make sure that the 15-year old was immune from sunburn. Maggie's warm hands felt so sensuous to Cheryl. She had previously only been felt-up by 10-year old Kimmie. The soft hands of a woman was making Cheryl weak in the knees. Just when Cheryl felt that she might faint, Maggie began rubbing sunscreen on Cheryl's belly, stopping only at the top of her bathing suit bottoms, giving the elastic a playful snap. Maggie made sure to "accidentally" rub her large breasts on Cheryl's young, soft skin whenever possible. Pretending that she was playing it cool, Cheryl twitched a bit with every touch of Maggie's breasts. At last they entered the water. Both had put their hair in ponytails. As they treaded water, Maggie stayed close, and neither could seemingly take their eyes off of each others tits. Maggie asked Cheryl about boys, and Cheryl told her that none of her dates had gone particularly well, and that she wasn't impressed with "grabby" boys. Maggie then asked the teen about girls. Cheryl turned bright red, and Maggie assured her that it was nothing to be embarrassed about. Maggie explained that many girls and women experiment so that they can better understand what they eventually want in a partner. Maggie explained that although she was married to a wonderful man, he was often gone. He understood that she sometimes had to find companionship with women... and then Maggie dramatically paused and said, "or with girls." As they were now in the shallow end of the pool, Maggie leaned into Cheryl, and gave her an open-mouthed kiss, while stroking her blonde ponytail. The 15-year old had never French-kissed before, and it took a few seconds for her to figure it out and reciprocate. Cheryl's hands, now unrestrained, pawed at Maggie's full breasts. Maggie laughed, grabbed both of her breasts, and playfully mashed them into the face of the teen. With the water only slightly higher than their waists, Maggie flipped Cheryl around. Clutching Cheryl's small left tit with her left hand, Maggie began playing with Cheryl's hard, pink nipple. Maggie, with her right hand, began probing for the cameltoe that she had seen earlier. Finding her mark, she began rubbing the outside of Cheryl's royal blue bathing suit. Still with her hand underwater, Maggie reached for the top of Cheryl's boy-short bottoms, and inserted her hand. Fiddling around blind, she could feel Cheryl's smooth, wet pubic hair, and explored its silkiness. Lowering her hand, she reached Cheryl's lower lips, which caused the teen a short spasm of pleasure. Maggie was careful to insert a single finger tentatively into the virgin teen. She didn't want to break Cheryl's hymen. Feeling no resistance, Maggie assumed that it had been broken before during sports or some other activity. Now unrestrained, Maggie probed deeper and faster with the lone finger, until Cheryl experienced her first orgasm. Cheryl had of course masturbated before alone, and she had been tempted to finger little Kimmie, but she managed to resist it, but she had never been fingered by another human, especially one so beautiful as Maggie. Maggie suggested that they continue their activities inside, and away from any potential nosy neighbors. Cheryl was shown a small, outside shower where she could wash the chlorine off her body. Maggie watched hungrily as teen removed her swim suit bottoms, revealing as sparse, untrimmed patch of brownish-blonde hair. Handed a towel, the naked teen ran into the house. Maggie followed suit quickly. Inside, the pair continued to dry off. Now completely naked, Cheryl and Maggie drank in each others bodies. Maggie approached the teen first, and wrapped her arms around Cheryl's nude body as she began to passionately kiss her, as their bodies slightly swayed together. Both put their hands on the others firm butts in attempt to somehow draw their partner even closer. After seeing Maggie's bubble butt in the bikini thong, Cheryl was most anxious to touch it, and caress it. After a few minutes of kissing, Maggie led the nude teen to her bedroom. Maggie led the teen by grabbing a hunk of her ass to move forward. Maggie laid the teen flat on her stomach, and rubbed her entire body up and down the pretty blonde teen, even humping Cheryl's athletic ass, which caused her to laugh in enjoyment. Grabbing Cheryl by her crotch, Maggie flipped the teen over and spread her legs. At first Maggie petted the pussy of the 15-year old. Next she began to kiss Cheryl's inner thighs, causing the teen to tremble in anticipation. With Cheryl's young pussy sufficiently wet, Maggie began her furious assault on Cheryl's vagina, licking, kissing, and lapping in every direction until the teen orgasmed. Exhausted from the tonguing, Maggie fell face first into Cheryl's pussy to rest. Cheryl massaged Maggie's beautiful brunette hair until the older woman regained her energy. Cheryl learned a new technique as Maggie raised one of Cheryl's legs in the air and began scissoring the teen. The two pussies rubbing together created a sensuous friction for both partner. Maggie then laid flat on her back, opened her legs, and beckoned the 15-year old forward. Cheryl kneeled with her head between Maggie's legs. Cheryl had never performed cunnilingus, and had only had it performed on herself once, minutes before. Knowing that her inexperience might show, Cheryl approached Maggie's pussy with some trepidation. Maggie had a dark, well manicured landing strip above her lower lips. Deciding that it was "now or never," Cheryl did her best to deliver what she had just learned on Maggie. So turned on by the cute blonde teen, Maggie had several orgasms in quick succession. Sensing Cheryl's nervousness, Maggie kissed Cheryl in reassuring triumph. Cheryl crawled between Maggie's legs, and laid on top of her, kissing the older woman. Looking at the clock, Cheryl knew that she would have to go home soon before questions were asked. Cheryl now knew that there would be no future with boys, and she discreetly visited Maggie whenever she could. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Fast forward three years... Maggie's husband, now a Lt. Colonel, was transferred to Camp Pendleton in southern California nearly two years earlier. Her affair with Cheryl had regretfully come to an end. Cheryl swore to herself that they would some day reunite. In the meantime, Cheryl was now 18 years old, a soon-to-graduating senior in high school, and captain of the girl's soccer team Her body had filled out, and she was beginning to look like a woman, and not the skinny 15-year old that had been willingly seduced by Maggie. Kimmie Miller, the little girl that she used to babysit for was now 13-years old, and a junior high cheerleader. Kimmie was trusted enough by her parents to stay by herself when they stayed out late. The Miller's, however, were planning a weekend trip to Las Vegas to celebrate their anniversary. Not knowing what to do with Kimmie for three days, Cheryl's name came up. Cheryl hadn't babysat for some time, and the Miller's didn't want to insult either Kimmie or Cheryl with the suggestion, but they felt that Kimmie was simply too young to stay by herself for that long. Mrs. Miller cautiously broached the idea with Cheryl, and she was fine with the idea, contingent upon Kimmie agreeing. Cheryl would be heading off to college soon, and knew that she could use all of the money she could get her hands on. She knew Kimmie's parents would pay big for a favor of this magnitude. Cheryl took the initiative and phoned Kimmie. After a quiet conversation, Kimmie went downstairs to tell her parents that it would be fine if Cheryl stayed with her for a few days. She had always enjoyed Cheryl's company, and everything would be fine. The Miller's were to fly out on Friday at 3:00 p.m. Cheryl had agreed to arrive at 5:00 p.m., after she and Kimmie were back from school. Cheryl rang the doorbell, and heard a distant voice, "If that's you, Cheryl, come on in." Cheryl walked in to the Miller house. Not seeing Kimmie, she shouted her name. A very naked 13-year old stepped around the corner, and positioned herself seductively along the door frame. "By the way, it's Kim now," the naked teen announced. "Notice anything different?" Kim had grown 4 or 5 inches in the last three years. Her blonde hair was still beautiful, but had slightly darkened. Three years ago, at 10-years old, Kim obviously had no breasts, Cheryl had nevertheless had her first make-out session with the little girl, and they enjoyed each other from the waist up at the time. Now 13, Kim's breasts were developing nicely, although still an A-cup. Kim spun around to show off her shapely ass. Cheryl had patted it three years earlier, but nothing more, despite the temptation. Kim noticed that Cheryl couldn't take her eyes off of Kim's pussy. Although some tiny bits of pubic hair had developed, Kim had meticulously shaved her young pussy in anticipation of her weekend with Cheryl. Cheryl hugged the naked teen, and kissed her full on the lips. They both said how much they missed each other, and Cheryl remarked how much Kim had grown up since she had last seen her. Although Cheryl was in on Kim's plan to have a weekend full of lesbian sex, she was unexpectedly spellbound at Kim's transforming young body. With suitcase in tow, Cheryl followed Kim to her bedroom, admiring Kim's jiggling 13-year old ass as she walked. Entering the bedroom, Cheryl noticed Kim's cheer skirt lying on a chair. Cheryl asked Kim to put it on. Kim did so quickly, and stood in the middle of the room topless, and wearing only the small blue cheer skirt. Kim provocatively lifted her little skirt to tease Cheryl with her hairless pussy. Cheryl instructed Kim to get on all fours, and she reached into her suitcase, pulling out a strap-on dildo. Maggie had indeed taught Cheryl several things. Lifting the cheer skirt, Cheryl began lubing both of Kim's orifices with her index finger. Kim jumped when Cheryl's finger entered her asshole. Cheryl kissed Kim's little butt cheeks, and urged her to relax. Adjusting the belt, Cheryl slowly entered Kim's vagina from the rear. Cheryl had selected a smaller size dildo to ensure that she would not hurt the junior high girl. Sliding the dildo in an out of Kim's pussy, Cheryl began to build up speed, and a loud slapping sound could be heard in the bedroom as their young bodies collided. Cheryl gave Kim notice as she switched body cavities. Kim gave out an involuntary yelp as Cheryl entered the forbidden territory, but the pain soon gave to pleasure as Kim's asshole learned to expand. To get a firmer grip, Cheryl reached over to cup Kim's little breasts as she continued to doggie-style the 13-year old. Sensing that the newbie, Kim, could take no more, Cheryl pulled out and relaxed on the bed. Kim moved over to spoon with Cheryl, humping her ass, and stroking the dildo with her hand. Kim moved Cheryl's shoulders so that they were flat on the bed, and began playing with Cheryl's chest. "They're bigger than I remember," Kim playfully said, and she began kissing and sucking on Cheryl's boobs. The sexual play went on all weekend, as there pair were almost never in clothes. It would be the last time that they would be together. The Miller's moved to Chicago over the summer. Rather than going to college as planned, Cheryl enlisted in the Marine Corps, hoping to meet more women. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The End. Please support this wonderful site. Please send any comments or suggestions to me at titanhoopclub@yahoo.com