Date: Sun, 7 Sep 2014 20:31:50 -0700 From: Jan None Subject: My Dirty Little secret (lesbian/adult youth, oral, anal, F/fF Warning: Adult Youth, oral, anal, F/fF 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 2014 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. My Dirty Little Secret By Jan I was brought up in a comfortable southern community in Georgia. My parents named me Mary- Alice, and sent me to a private school. We mixed with the best families in the community. While I was in my senior year of high school I was reintroduced to a young man I had a crush on when I was 14-years- old. His name was George, and he had recently graduated from Georgia Tech, with a degree in electrical engineering. He had been hired by the electrical company for the area. His grandmother had passed away, leaving him with a substantial stock portfolio and a bank account with a good deal of money. When he proposed to me, how could I refuse? We were married in the old Methodist Chapel during the spring, and had the reception at the country club garden. He used some of the money to make a down payment on a nice little house in a good community. We settled down to raise the ideal family. I had given birth to three strapping boys in five years. After the third boy, I had my tubes tied to ensure there would not be any more. George was working his way up the corporate ladder. We had bought a couple of nicer and larger homes by that time. He spent a lot of time playing golf at the country club. His handicap was a 6, so he played doubles with the most influential men in town. His contacts helped his carrier and investment portfolio. I took up tennis to keep my body in shape. While the boys were in high school I had a brief fling with one of the tennis pros. It was well known who was sleeping with whom within the country club. Being a golf widow meant that there was less and less sex with my husband as the years passed. It was not good taste to ask who he was getting his sex from. The gossip around the club was that he was sleeping with the general manager of the electrical company. I wasn't about to give up my way of life by making a fuss about his sexual activities. Plenty of wives in the club were known to have men on the side. The dowager queen of society was reputed to be a lesbian. She had a group of country club wives that were always in her company. Some kissed up to her to help their husband's carriers, others probably were lesbians too. I avoided being sucked into her circle, by never accepting an invitation to play rummy with them. Not that I was a pure or anything. The idea of having sex with women crossed my mind a lot. I dreamed about having sex with women, because I was attracted to the soft bodies of women. I masturbated a lot, and tasted my own juices on my fingers. Just the same I resisted acting on that desire. When my youngest boy was off to college I was in my forties, I had resigned myself to only fantasizing about sex with women. That was when it happened. Living in a gated community is living in a small community of likeminded people. The only people outside of our circle we associate with are the maids, gardeners and chauffeurs. We try to treat then with respect, but in truth we look down upon them. It is like they move through our world like ghosts. Own maid had worked for us for years. I knew she had a daughter, named Becky, but I hardly realized she was around and she was growing up. I never objected to Becky swimming in the family pool. One day when I was relaxing by the pool absorbing the sun, Becky came out and asked if she could use the pool. Of course I told her to go ahead and enjoy the pool, and assured her that she needn't ask. When she removed her towel I couldn't help but admire her budding figure. I had to think a moment to remember that she was fourteen years old. Becky looked very mature standing there in a string bikini. Her breasts were a nicely shaped 35-C, and her hips had a nice flare to them, and a flat tummy. She was standing on long shapely legs. Her chestnut hair was lush, and long enough to reach the small of her back. I couldn't help but admire her youthful figure. When she dove into the water, I realized that I had been staring at her. I tried to return to reading the book in my hands. Becky was swimming laps like a competition swimmer. At some point the strings around her neck came loose. When she stood up in waist deep water the two triangles of bright red cloth covering her breasts fell down exposing those sweet breasts. I was struck by the size of her brown areolas. They were at least as big around as the opening of an eight ounce glass. The nipples were also large too. I couldn't help staring at them. Becky saw the way I was staring at her breasts. She apologized for the accident as she pulled the string up and retied them behind her neck, and adjusted the cups over her tits. I realized how much of her breasts were exposed. The triangles barely covered her areolas, even so the nipples were protruding through the material, making it obvious how large they were. As she walked into shallower water her crotch came into view. There was a dark shadow showing through the triangle covering her pussy. I couldn't take my eyes off of her body. She picked up her towel as she approached me, and was drying her body. That string bikini was nothing more than a thong running up the crack of her butt. Her golden brown butt was delicious looking. I had the distinct feeling that she was flirting with me. She asked if she could join me on the chaise lounge next to me, of course I assured her that she was welcome to join me. She even asked me if I minded if she removed her bikini, because she didn't want tan lines, of course I assured her that it would be alright. She untied the top, and pulled the strings on her hips. I swear that my mouth watered at the sight of those breasts and her crotch. Her pubic hair was trimmed to an even quarter inch forming a perfect triangle. There was something about the bulge of her vulva that looked so fucking sexy. She even spread her legs to expose her inner thighs to the sun. I lied there wondering what she would do if I made a pass at her. I tried to tell myself that it was wrong for me to get so excited at the sight of a naked girl; after all, she was only the daughter of my maid. My thoughts were interrupted by Becky asking me if I would like a glass of sweet tea. She picked up the pitcher of iced tea and a glass. I had to sit up a little, as she bent over to pour the tea. I suspect she deliberately spilled some of the iced tea on my tits. She quickly sat the pitcher down and used her hands to wipe the material covering my breasts. She managed to squeeze them a little too much. She was looking right into my eyes, for my reaction. I closed my eyes and placed my hands on top of hers to prevent her stopping from squeezing them. She even slipped a hand inside my top to feel my bare flesh. Then I remembered her mother and almost panicked. "Your mother?" Becky smiled coyly and said, "Mother is shopping today! We are alone all day!" I relaxed, as she unbuttoned my top. I had to sit up to allow her to remove my blouse. The best thing about giving birth to three boys was that my breasts were a 38-DD now. The girl was definitely enamored with the size of my tits. She was kneading them like they were big balls of bread dough. I couldn't resist reaching out to feel her crotch. I slipped my middle finger between the folds of her labia. It was moist and slippery. She even moaned while I was finger fucking her. I added a couple of more fingers. It was obvious that she was no virgin. I wondered how she had lost her virginity. Had a boy taken it or had she done it masturbating with an object. Possibly even a woman might have taken it. Before I could get her off, Becky insisted on removing my tennis shorts and panties. At least I had shaved my legs last night. I had not been having sex very much for several years, so I no longer worried about my bush. My pubic bush was unkempt. I didn't even care if a stray hair was visible sticking out of the legs of my panties. Becky didn't seem to mind. She knelt between my legs and used her fingers to part my labia, and take a good look at my cunt. She even let out a moan, as she buried her face into my pussy. She was shaking her head from side to side and up and down while she stuck her tongue into my pussy. She ate my pussy like an expert. I had only had a few male lovers during my life, and none of them were as good at eating pussy as this young girl. I almost shit when she even licked my asshole. She was clinging to my breasts the whole time. When I surrendered to her administrations I had one of the strongest orgasms of my life. While I recovered, I was thinking if lesbian sex was always like this, I was hooked. Becky was still clinging to my tits, as she lied on top of me, and kissed me on the mouth with tongue. GAWD, it was sexy to be breathing the air she was exhaling from her nose, while she was fighting with my tongue with her own. I sucked on her tongue with relish. When she was ready she slid down my body to take one of my nipples into her mouth. She sucked on my nipple as if she thought she was going to get milk out of it. I hadn't felt anything like that in years. I was overwhelmed with the desire to taste Becky's tits and pussy. I reclined the back of the lounge and let it lay flat, as I rolled Becky over onto her back on the lounge. I molded her breasts in my hands like they were made of clay. I sucked on those delicious tits until she was moaning in a mixture of pleasure and pain. When I turned my attention to her pussy, I draped her legs over the arm rests, so that her crotch was completely at my mercy. I inspected the folds of her little cunt. I found her clit and sucked on it until she was screaming my name. She was saying things like, "Eat my pussy and asshole! Drink my cum you nasty old bitch!" I had to find out what her asshole tasted like, because she had licked mine, if nothing else. I moved down between her legs and stuck my nose in her asshole. I was surprised to find out that it was sweet smelling. Her puckering dark brown asshole was throbbing around my tongue as I swabbed her hole. She was so excited she even peed on top of my head. The urine ran down my bangs, and even some found its way to my lips. I tasted her pee along with the flesh. By the time she had finished with her orgasm I was exhausted too. We cuddled on the lounge until we agreed that we needed to jump into the pool. We continued to hug each other while we were in the water. We eventually made our way to the pool house to shower together. We had to go to the house to get dressed. Becky has changed clothes in the wash room downstairs. I had to go upstairs to my bedroom to change clothes. For some reason I felt a little rebellious, so I didn't put on any undergarments. I put on a dress with a full skirt of wrinkle resistant satin. While I was drying my hair with my pistol hair dryer Becky joined me in my bathroom. She was dressed in shorts and a halter top. She looked particularly fetching. Her hair was still wet, so I suggested that she use my dryer. I even dried her hair for her while she sat at my vanity. I loved the feeling of her lush hair in my hands. By the time her hair was dry, I was horny again. I couldn't resist placing my hands on her breasts and massaging them. She tilted her head back and I leaned over to kiss her on the mouth. She didn't resist as I led her by the hand to my bed. Our clothes were soon shed, and we were hugging and kissing passionately. We were feeling each other's bodies and I straddled her thigh so that I could trib our pussies against each other. She wanted to eat my pussy as much as I wanted to eat hers. We lay on our sides with one leg bent so that we had access to each other's pussy. I couldn't believe how wanton she made me feel. After our second orgasms, we had to get dressed again, and it was getting late. Her mother would be getting home soon. We tried to be nonchalant when her mother got home. She was excited about showing us the clothes she had bought for herself and Becky. I tried my best to not show how much I was in love with her daughter, and only had sex with her when we were alone. Becky was not as subtle about her desire to get into my pants. I don't know why her mother didn't see her daughter's flirtatious behavior around me. I suspected that as a mother she couldn't bring herself to admit that her daughter was a lesbian. Becky and I managed to have sex with each other for almost a year before her mother walked into my bedroom one morning to do the laundry and found Becky naked in bed with me. She was shocked and hurt to find her daughter eating my pussy. There followed a lot of tearful explanations that didn't placate her mother. She even threatened to quit her job and take Becky someplace else to live. Becky adamantly threatened to run away to live with me. I was frightened as hell. This could threaten my way of life. The scandal around the country club would be devastating. I was about to promise to never have sex with Becky again, when her mother calmed down. Her mother admitted that she was jealous of me. She said that she had always had a crush on me. I couldn't believe that my maid had been lusting for my body for years. She was not the slender young woman that I had hired all those years ago. Her body was fuller and more comfortable looking, but she still had a sexual look about her that made her attractive to me. She started crying, and I couldn't resist taking her into my arms. I forgot that I was totally naked. As I hugged her to my breasts, her tears were making my tits wet. Becky sat there on the bed, watching as her mother started sucking on my nipple. My tit was wet from her salty tears. I stroked her hair motherly, while the woman sucked on my nipple. I found myself getting turned on. My pussy was getting wet. When I looked at Becky she was sitting there with her hand between her own legs, frigging herself like mad. I started undressing her mother. She even helped me take her clothes off. I didn't even know if she was aware that her daughter was in the room, let alone masturbating at the sight of her mother sucking on my tits. My maid turned out to be as wanton as her daughter. She ate my pussy and tongue fucked my asshole like her life depended on it. While her mother was administering to my pussy and ass, Becky went back to sucking my tits. From that day on as soon as George left for work my maid joined me in bed for an enjoyable session of oral sex. I would eventually shower and get dressed. While she cleaned the house, I went to the country club to play tennis, to keep in shape. I always ignored all invitations to play cards with the ladies, because I wanted to get home before Becky would get home from school. Her mother would have a high protein shake ready for the two of us. Sometimes we would lounge around the pool in the nude. When we would have those summer rain squalls we would spend the afternoon in my bedroom. We would spend the time eating each other's pussy, and rimming assholes. I found it ever erotic to watch mother and daughter sucking each other's pussy. I would often masturbate until I cum, while watching. I would struggle not to smile to myself when the ladies card club would accuse me of being too high and mighty for them. I could imagine them gossiping about me, and wondering what they would say if they knew about my dirty little secret. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.