Date: Fri, 28 Feb 2020 10:42:44 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: Older Woman and Lonely Girl (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 woman. 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. Older Woman and the Lonely girl By Jan I like to think of myself as an average middle- aged widowed mother of three grown children. My husband's retirement and insurance policies allow me to live a comfortable lifestyle I had enjoyed when he was love. Live alone because I prefer not to impose on any of my children. Besides, that would infringe on my ability to date anyone I liked. I consider myself to be fairly attractive for my age. In my youth I had coal-black hair but with age came gray hair. It is grayest at the temples, which I pull back and tie it. My eyes are still clear blue. I have the face of that is testament to my Spanish Bask heritage. I have heavy breasts, wide hips, and sagging belly because I have had abdominal surgery. I still have the legs of cheerleader days. The surgery left me with an ugly scar down the middle of my belly. I usually dress casually suitable for working in the yard or grocery shopping. I was spending the afternoon puttering around in my flower planter in the front yard. I noticed the teenaged neighbor girl walking home and she was physically upset about something. She was crying and wiping her eyes with the back of her hands. I had witnessed her growing op all of her life. I called out, "Clara is there something wrong?" She blubbered and denied that there was anything wrong, as she approached me. I asked, "Can I offer you something to drink?" She said," Okay" I removed my canvases gloves and carried them to the porch with Clara following closely behind me. I led her directly to my kitchen and directed her to have a set at the breakfast table. I opened the fridge and withdrew a couple of cans of soda. I joined her at the table and handed one of the cans. I opened my can and asked, "Please tell me what is wrong? Clara took a sip of her drink. "I have no delusions about myself. I know that I am not attractive. Boys don't like me. My best friend was a neighbor girl named Heather. She is just as fat as I am and we became more than just friends. For some reason Heather has suddenly told me that she doesn't want to hang out with me anymore." As a child, she had been a redhead but as she reached puberty her hair Had become a brownish color. Her mother had cut her hair into a pageboy style. She wore prescription glasses in purple plastic fame that detracted from her natural a green eye. She still had a childish face. She had always been a chubby girl, but as a fifteen-year-old her belly hung over her pants. Her hips were wide and she had an ample butt even though it was soft. She just had the figure of a forty-year-old woman as fifteen- year-old. "Honey why don't you tell me about your relationship with Heather?" "Heather and grew up with each other. Because we were teased about being fat, we clung to each other. When the other girls were starting to explore sex with boys, we started playing with each other. We eventually became lovers. Only she has decided that it is wrong and wants to quit seeing me." I tried to assure her that she would have many lovers in the future. I even hugged her to comfort her. Suddenly Clara kissed me on the mouth. Her sudden move surprised me. I held her at arm's length. "Clara do you know what you're asking for?" "I need someone to talk to and I think you know a lot about how I feel, and enough experience to offer some advice about how to handle it." "My husband and I raised three children before he passed away. I don't know-how I can be of help with your sexual preference. I did experiment with lesbian sex with some girls when I was your age, but that was decades ago." "Please show me how women make love to each other?" I gave up and returned her kiss. We stuck our tongues into each other's mouth and sucked on each other tongues. When we eventually broke the kiss I said, "Clara, you can't tell anyone what we are going to do." Clara's face was glowing, "I promise that I will never tell anyone!" I stood up and took hold of her hand and pulled her to her feet. I started to lead her to the hallway towards my bedroom, but halfway down the hall I stopped and pressed her against the wall and kissed her again and placed my hand on her crotch and started rubbing her pussy vigorously. Clara responded with a whispering voice, "Mrs. Garcia I love you!" "Honey, as long as we are behind closed doors you can call me Maria." Having said that I led her to my bedroom. As we approached my bed, I stopped her and started undressing her. She was wearing a summer Tee-strap dress that reached midthigh. I took hold of the hem of the dress and pulled it up and over her head. As I discarded the dress, I admired her body. Even though she was just fifteen-years-old she was as tall as me. Her breasts were almost a D cup and were in a simple white cotton bra. Her belly hung over her cheap rayon panties. I reached around her body to unhook the bra and removed it. Her breasts rested on her belly. While I sucked on her nipples, I struggled to pull her cheap baggy panties down. As soon as I got the panties below her ample butt, they fell to the floor like a wet washcloth. She simply stepped out of them. I paced the palm of my right hand on her crotch and rubbed her pussy vigorously. Clara kept kissing me while she struggled to ger me out of my clothes. I was wearing a salmon- colored Tee-strap form-fitting top, blue shorts, and cheap slip-on sandals. When she pulled my top off, she was pleased to find that I was not wearing a bra. She bent down and started sucking on my tits. My baggy shorts fell to the floor quickly. Clara discovered I had a nasty surgical scar running down the middle of my stomach allowing my flabby belly hang over my crotch obstructing my view of my own pussy while standing. Clara placed her right hand between my legs and started rubbing my pussy. We were arousing strong feelings in both of us. I backed her up until her legs came in contact with the bed. As she sat down, I helped her scoot back to the middle of the bed. Clara rested on her forearms so that she could watch what I was doing. As soon as I positioned myself between her legs and studied her pussy. As proof that she had been a redhead in her youth because her pubic hair was a strawberry pink color. I ran my fingers through the hairs and started stroking her clit with my finger before I buried my face in her hairy pussy. While I licked and sucked on her pussy. From my vantage point I was looking up at her flabby belly, large tits resting on her upper arms, and her child-like face with the purple framed glasses. Clara was making moaning sounds of her approval and telling me how good it felt. I'm sure her view was interesting becaus all she could see was the top of my head and my eyes. My nose was buried in the pink curls. I was thoroughly enjoying eating the pussy of a girl after more than twenty-five years. My own sexual desire overtook me and I got up and walked around the bed and mounted the bed. I planted my knees on either side of her head. He was looking straight up at my pussy and didn't attempt to divert her head as I lowered my cunt to her open mouth. I, on the other hand, leaned over and started lapping at her pussy again. I knew what Clara was seeing from her point of view. My butt was spread open and she was looking at my bluish-gray skin surrounding my asshole. She was sucking on my flabby labia minora with accompanying slurping sounds and she was sticking her thumb into my asshole. I extol her, "Yah Baby, eat Mommy's dirty cunt!" After we both had an orgasm Clara wanted to assume the aggressive partner and had me assume the kneeling position on the bed with my head resting on the mattress. Even in my knees, my flabby belly was resting on the mattress. Clara was kneeling on a hope chest at the foot of the bed. She placed her hands on my butt and spread my wide butt until my asshole was spread open. I felt her cool breath on my asshole before she started licking my asshole. She stuck her thumb into inti my asshole and sucked on her thumb and repeated that several times before she stuck one of my plastic dildos into my ass and turned on the vibration. I was sent into an orgasm that left me spent. Then I made Clara assume the position I had just been in. Now it was my turn to rim her asshole before I used the dildo to fuck her asshole. When Clara showed signs of cumming and I pulled the dildo and stuck it into my mouth. I repeated it several times until she had an orgasm. When we recovered, we tongue kissed each other for a long time. We eventually got dressed and I kissed her at my door before sending her home. Clara began stopping by my house every day after school. I even began anticipating her arrival by wearing sexy see threw negligees. It was so exciting allowing the teenager to gaze upon my full figure before having sex with her. Clara wanted to be with me constantly. One day when she got to my house, she was animatedly excited. She was talking so fast it was hard to keep up with her thoughts. Apparently, her mother had to fly home because of a medical emergency and was wondering who she could leave me with for the duration of the emergency. She wanted me to meet her mother so that I could volunteer to look after her. I called her mother and invited the two of them to have dinner at my house. I prepared a nice meal and afterward had a long talk with her mother while Clara did her homework. By the time they were ready to return home, her mother was comfortable leaving her daughter in my care. Clara and I saw her mother off and we packed up enough clothes for a couple of weeks. The first night I allowed her to sleep in my bed with me. We ere both naked and we made love to each other with our mouths. I had even bought a strapless dildo to fuck her with. Her mother called us every day to see how we were doing. Most of the time when she called, we were busy eating each other's pussy. Clara's mother was no fool she figured out that Clara has a crush on me and suspected that we had consummated our sexual relationship. When she returned home, she insisted that I have dinner at their home. She sent Clara to her room to talk to me. When we were alone, she told me that she was well aware that Clara had been in a lesbian relationship with a childhood girlfriend for years and was heartsick when her girlfriend found a boyfriend. I assume that when she met you, I have seen signs that she has fallen in love with you. Can I ask you if the two of you have engaged in sex? My first impulse was to deny it, but the look on her face was not vindictive at all. I asked her, "Would you be upset if it were true?" Clara's mother smiled, "Every girl should have an older woman in her life to teach her about sex! The medical emergency that called me home was my beloved aunt undergoing cancer therapy. I had the pleasure of being able to make love to her daily while I was there. I called Clara to return and when she came into the room, I motioned for her to come to me. When she was standing in front of me, I turned her to face her mother. I lifted the front of her clinging dress and had her hold it up, while I pulled her panties down to expose her strawberry colored pubic hair. With her panties around her knees, I reached between her legs and cupped her pussy. Clara was embarrassed to be standing in front of her mother while I masturbated her. Her mother was moved to masturbating herself while watching me masturbating her daughter. Her mother asked, "Clara would you like to continue to sleep with Mrs. Garcia for a few days?" Clara was excited, "YES, MAMA!" She forgot that she was standing there with my finger in her pussy and my thumb up her asshole. As her mother prepared to leave, she whispered in my ear, "We should have a talk tomorrow while Clara is at school. 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.