Date: Tue, 19 Nov 2019 10:51:43 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: Mindy (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal, f/F) Adult Youth, oral anal, f/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 2018 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@gmail.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Mindy By Jan When I was in high school, I was on the girls' softball team with my best friend from our grammar school days. Her name was Nicole and she lived with her mother just a block from the home of my family. Over the years I had developed a hopeless crush on her. I have always envied her beauty but never told her how I felt about her. When we got to high school and had to switch from little league baseball to girls' softball, we spent a lot of time practicing after school and were required to shower after practice and change into our street clothes before going home. That was the first time I ever saw Nicole naked. Seeing her firm pear-shaped breasts with the large mauve areolas and grape-sized nipples as well as her crotch covered with a thick dark patch of pubic hair was such a turn on that I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I was too naive to recognize that my teammates and coaches were aware that I had a crush on Nicole and talked about me being lez behind my back. I did want to have sex with her and I flirted with her all of the time but she seemed to be oblivious to my efforts to seduce her. I didn't know if she didn't know what I was hinting at or chose to ignore my efforts to seduce her. She may have just not been interested in sex at all. I spent almost as much time at her house as my own home. Mrs. Van Hasster was divorced from her husband, and I thought of her almost like a second mother. I recognized how much Nicole resembled her mother. By the time we were teenagers Mrs. Van Hasster insisted that I call her Clara. Looking at her mother I could tell what Nicole would look like in twenty-five years. Clara filled out a 36-C cup nicely with a 24-inch waist and 38-inch whips. Being a fan of old musical movies, I thought Clara reminded me of the dancer Ann Miller. She was a tall long-legged woman. During our senior year of high school, Nicole and I planned a party at her house with the help and permission of her mom. It was a raucous party that included all of the softball team and our coaches. Most of them brought along their boyfriends. The girls made the best of the opportunity to make out with their boyfriends. As the party started winding down and the house began to empty. Clara, Nicole, and I began the job of cleaning up the house. There was enough food and drink tracked into the carpet that it would take more than a vacuum cleaner to clean the carpet. The trash cans were filled to overflowing and, on the curb, ready for the trash truck the following morning. Nicole excused herself to go to bed, leaving Clara and I to wash the dishes. Of course, there weren't a lot of dishes to wash because we had used paper cups and plates. Clara did the washing of the dishes while I dried them. We were talking about the success of the party and Clara thanked me for helping clean up the mess. Then Clara got serious, "I have known for years that you have been in love with Nicole. You're always looking at her like you are about to rip her clothes off." I was shocked that she recognized my feelings for Nicole. I was embarrassed and my first impulse was to deny my feelings, but before I could say anything Clara continued. "Don't worry about me telling Nicole that you want to get into her panties!" I was standing in the corner of the kitchen counter and Clara was standing in front of me, there was no escape for me. I had to stand there and listen to whatever reproach she cared to lay on me. I was prepared for her calling a pervert, but Clara smiled at me and said, "Mindy, I think you should know that I prefer the love of a woman myself." She placed her hand on my arm and leaned over to kiss me on the mouth. I didn't know what to do or say. She whispered in my ear, "I think you should sleep in my room tonight." She took me by the hand and walked me to her bedroom with her arm around my waist. Upon entering her room, I saw her room through different eyes. Her bedroom was all female. The queen-sized bed was a remarkable four-poster with carved pineapple crowns. There was a vanity chair in front of her dresser and a large armoire. Her closet had three large mirrored sliding doors. That made the room appear larger than it was and made it possible to see our reflections from the bed. It was like watching someone else being undressed. It didn't take long to undress me. I was wearing a T-shirt with a picture of Justin Timberlake on the front. Blue-jeans, Nike cross- trainers. a simple bra with a B-cup, and baby blue panties. Clara had me out of my clothes in a flash and sat my naked butt in the middle of her bed while she undressed. Clara was wearing a rather seductive simple black cocktail dress that zipped down the back. After she removed the dress, she removed her black 4-inch pumps before she removed her bra and panties. She had impressive firm round 36-C+ sized breasts, and her pussy was shaved. All she was wearing was the dark nylons. It was very exciting to watch her mount the bed. I was looking at her crawl up the bed towards me and see our reflection in the mirrors. Clara lay on top of me and kissed me on the mouth, unlike any other time she had kissed me before. It was a wet kiss on the mouth. Her breath coming out of her nose was warm on my cheek and she forced her tongue unto my mouth. Her breasts were pressed against my own small tits and her legs were straddling my right thigh. While she was kissing me, she was humping my thigh. All of my fancies were coming true but not with Nicole. Clara was very skilled in the art of pleasing a female. She brought me to the brink of orgasm several times, only to stop and let me recover before starting all over. It became delicious torture and I begged her to let me cum. When she could no longer prevent me from cumming I fainted under her body. When I came to, she was kissing my eyes. I felt a strong desire to satisfy her the same-way she had done to me. I helped Clara roll off of me and took charge of the activity. I started massaging her breasts and sucking on her nipples. I could tell by her moans and dirty words about what I was doing to her tits that she was getting close to having an orgasm. She even started trying to push my head down to her pussy. I resisted by sitting up, while she begged me to eat her pussy. I took hold of both of her ankles and lifted her legs up and bent her legs until her knees were almost touching her ears. She actually rolled her body up into a ball with her crotch elevated. Her pussy and asshole were fully exposed. Clare took hold of her own legs to keep her in that position, as I placed my hands on her crotch to spread her pussy open. I bent over and started licking her asshole and driving the tip of my tongue into her hole. The smell of her pussy was like an intoxicating drug to me. I started licking her pussy like a starving animal. Clair was telling me how much she loved me. "Mindy, your tongue is driving me crazy! I want you to suck my cunt forever. I don't want this night to ever end! Stick your tongue into my asshole again!" I obliged her desire and started licking her asshole again. When she started having an orgasm she let go of her legs and uncoiled and as she did so she wrapped her legs around my head between her soft thighs. At the end of it all we clung to each other as if we didn't want the moment to end but eventually, I had to pull myself away and get dressed and slip out of their home and go home. We continued to see each other every chance we got. Fortunately, Nicole chose to go out of state to attend college. I chose to attend a local University on a softball scholarship. I was forced to spend my freshman year living in the freshman dorm. I shared a room with a teammate. It didn't take long before we admitted that we preferred sex with females. After the rigorous workload of our class schedule and baseball practice we would retreat to our dorm room and get undressed and use on of the beds to suck each other off. Clare would come to the campus whenever I would call her and we would either go to her home or some other place to enjoy sex with each other. Clare was a marvelous teacher she taught me so much about my own body that became a very good lover. We spent a lot of time in front of her mirrored closet doors so that I could see everything she was doing to me as if watching another couple. Our softball coaches were active lesbians as well. When we traveled, we were paired up with older girls to find out if we were into lesbian sex. As soon as the older girls reported to them, we were invited to tea parties at their homes. I quickly became a favorite because I was a very good sexual partner. The coaches connected me with women boosters that offered me jobs after graduation. I took full advantage of the networking to secure a job far enough from home that I was free to come out about being a lesbian with no fear of it getting back to my family. Clare makes arrangements to visit me a couple of times a year. When I go home for the holidays, I manage to visit Clare several times during my visits, so that my family visits weren't completely celibate. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay6969@gmail.com.