Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2017 15:55:48 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Petulant Petula 1 (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, F/g) Adult Youth, oral, anal, F/g 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 it to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2017 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Petulant Petula 1 By Jan I met a charming gentleman at work. He was a consultant that was working for the company I worked for setting up security for our computers, and he invited me to lunch. I enjoyed his company, so I accepted a date with him. We became good friends and before long he told me all about having been married that passed away from cancer a few years after their daughter was born. I was a little reluctant to get involved with a man with baggage. Eventually I succumbed to his persistent pursuit. While we were dating his daughter, Patula, was as sweet as she could be. How could I not fall in love with her? She was a charmingly beautiful young teenager. She was a natural blond and her ponytail reached all the way to the small of her back. With her hair down she could actually sit on her hair. Her eyes were captivating blue gray. She was developing a figure to die for. She was only a 34-B at the moment, but they were a mouthwatering pear shape. The areolas were puffy mounds on her small beasts and they didn't need a bra to hold them up. Her waist had slimmed down giving her that hourglass shape, and her hips were wider than her chest. The legs were long and shapely as if she did a lot of dancing. The honeymoon was short lived though. After we were married for a while things changed drastically. When her father wasn't around she became argumentative and talked back constantly. She would fly off the handle if I so much as ask her to pick up her clothes from her bedroom floor or remind her that she had homework. Just the same I couldn't help from admiring her good looks. I eventually had enough of her surly attitude. As much as I wanted to be her friend, she was making it impossible. I was at my wits end. I hated to even enter her bedroom to get her dirty laundry and strip her bed to wash her sheets and pillow cases, because it would lead to a confrontation. I normally did the laundry on Monday mornings after she went to school, but I opted to do the laundry on a Sunday, while her father was out of town on business. When I opened her bedroom door I was greeted by the sight of Petula standing in front of her laptop computer, and she was totally naked. She was in the process of gyrating her body and hips around like she was dancing to an unheard music. Before she realized I was in the room she reached down with her right hand and used two fingers to masturbate and used her left hand to massage her breast. I saw her computer screen and saw that there was a women also naked masturbating while looking into her screen. They were obviously engaging in mutual masturbation for each other's pleasure. When Petula realized I was standing in her room her first reaction was to panic and try and cover her tits and pussy with her hands and arms. Then she flew into a rage and screamed, "WHAT THE FUCK! WHY ARE YOU IN MY ROOM?" I slapped her face and slammed her computer closed. "Why are you performing sex acts on your computer?" "IT'S NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!" "I beg your pardon, I'M YOUR SEPMOTHER AND I'M RESPONCIBLE FOR WHAT YOU DO!" "I DON'T NEED YOU TELLING ME WHAT I CAN DO OR NOT DO! YOU'RE NOT MY MOTHER!" "In the absence of your father I am your legal guardian! As such it is my duty to look after your and protect you!" In Petula's excited state she seemed to have forgotten about her state of undress and was gesturing wildly with her hands. I was looking at her naked body and couldn't help be stimulated by the sight of her body. There was something about seeing her strawberry blonde pubic hair patch that stimulated my sexually. I was no stranger lesbianism. I had engaged in lesbian sex with some of my high school and college friends and had enjoyed it. Now I was experiencing those sexual desires just looking at my stepdaughter. Petula suddenly stopped yelling, and reached for one of my breasts. The bold move startled me. I tried to brush her hand away but she clung to my tit with a vice like grip. It hurt me when I tried to brush her hand away. I slapped her face as hard as I could. Petula staggered but continued to cling to my tit. My knee jerk reaction was to grab her by her short hairs and yanked. That was enough to startle her and she let go of my tit. As tears spilled out of her eyes she placed her right hand on her flaming cheek. Now that I was in charge I shoved two fingers up her vagina. She let out a startled, "ohhhh." Pressing my advantage, I turned her around and backed her up until her legs hit the edge of her bed and she fell backwards onto her bed. When I withdrew my fingers I held them under my nose and smelled the juices of her wet pussy. I stood back long enough to allow me room to remove my own clothes. I'm a 40-year-old woman and over the years have added a few more pounds that I would have liked, but I'm proud of the fact that I have a 3-DD sized breasts that attract a lot of admiring looks. Petula was admiring what she was looking at. As soon as I was naked I started to move around the bed Petula started to sit up, so I grabbed a hand full of her hair and pulled her on her back across the bed until her head was right on the edge. Petula was admiring what she was looking at. As I started to move around the bed Petula tried to sit up, so I grabbed a hand full of her hair and pulled her across the bed on her back. When her head was right on the edge of the bed, and changed hands as I backed over her head and sat on her face. I clung to her hair to smother her with my crotch. I screamed at her, "Why were you masturbating for the benefit of some strange woman on the web? You should have come to me and you could get a taste of true sex with me!" She couldn't respond because I was sitting on her mouth. I ground my asshole against her mouth. I also made sure I rubbed my pussy and clit against her mouth and nose. It was rough sex that turned me on. I only let her catch her breath when she struggled for air, then I pulled her head back up against my cunt. I found it very erotic to look down and see her eyes as she struggled to get a breath between being forced to eat my pussy and stick her tongue into my asshole. I was enjoying dominating her for all of the times she had pissed me off. I had wanted to slap her face for talking back and refusing to do as she was told. While I was forcing her to eat my pussy I reached back and placed my hand on her vulva. I would slap her crotch to get her attention, and then insert a finger into her cunt. I jilled her until I could tell that she was having an orgasm. After her orgasm she relaxed and was happy to lay there, so I stood up and turned around. I mounted the bed on my hands and knees over her body. I put my face between her legs and started licking her strawberry blonde pubic hair mons pubis. I lowered my head and started licking her pussy. Petula must have enjoyed my efforts, judging from the comments she was making. Her narrative was interrupted by her lifting her head up to claim my pussy with her mouth. We sucked each other off quickly. Afterwards we clung to each other. When we calmed down we started talking. She admitted that she had been playing with other women on the web for several months. She confessed to having a desire to have sex with women, but didn't know how to meet them. As of that date the women she had met on the web all lived to far away. I understood what she was saying, and admitted to having had sex with some of my high school and college girlfriends. She told me that there was chat and grope that was for couples only. It wasn't until later in the day that I felt guilty about what I had done to my stepdaughter and vowed to never let it happen again. I did my best to avoid even talking to Petula for the rest of the week. It was my normal practice to get up with my husband and make him breakfast while he showered and got ready for work. He liked to leave early in case he might have to take an alternate route to work. Normally he would have time to read the morning newspaper and have another cup of coffee before starting work. After he would leave I would make breakfast for Petula to insure that she would get up in time to go to school. On this occasion the following Monday in October was Columbus Day. Although it is not a national holiday our State employees recognize it, so schools are closed. That meant that Petula didn't have to go to school. After getting my husband off to work I returned to bed with the intent to get a couple of more hours of sleep. When I returned to bed I welcomed the warmth the blankets and was just about asleep when I felt the bed move and the rush of cold air as the blankets were lifted. It was Petula getting in bed with me. She was naked and her body was relatively cold as she cuddled up against my body. I objected to her presence, "Petula you shouldn't be doing this! I'm your stepmother! This isn't right! Go back to your own bed!" Petula ignored my demand and cuddled up against the side of my body and wrapped a leg around my right leg and placed her hand on my right tit. My thin nightgown was hardly any barrier to her feeling me up. I tried to push her hand away, but she clung to my tit tenaciously. We struggled for a little while but eventually I relented when she started kissing me on the mouth. I returned her kisses, as she struggled to pull my nightgown up and over my tits. She sucked on my nipples and felt the tit she wasn't sucking on. She was also rubbing her thigh against my pussy. I eventually opted to finish pulling my nightgown out from under my body and flung it on the floor. Now that I was naked it became a struggle over which one was going to eat pussy first. I was surprised at her strength. She went under the covers and hunched over me between my legs and started licking my pussy before she took my clitoris in her mouth and sucked on it much like she had sucked on my nipples, while she used two fingers to masturbate me. She even managed to stick her other two fingers into my asshole while she sucked and masturbated me. When I cried out that I was cumming she moved up my body until she was lying on top of me and she kissed me. It was all very exciting to be tongue kissed by my stepdaughter and tasted and smelled my own pussy juices on her face and in her mouth. The longer we kissed the more I felt the need to eat her pussy too. It was getting warm under the covers so I rolled her off of me and flung the most of the blankets off of us while keeping one blanket and the sheet over us. Then I went under them to position myself between her legs, just as she had done to me. I licked her pussy until her pussy was wet before I sought out her clit just as she had done to me. I had been impressed with the way she had masturbated me, so while I sucked her pussy I finger fucked both her cunt and asshole the same way. She was soon singing my parses. I eventually placed both hands under her butt and lofted her body up to get access to her asshole with my tongue. When she had an orgasm she collapsed on the bed. We rested for several hours clinging to each other. I even fell asleep for a short time. When I woke up there was no guilt. Petula and I had become lovers. We took advantage of every opportunity to have sex with each other. If my husband ever tumbled to our relationship he never acknowledged it. Petula and I remained lovers to date. Oh...she did find another lover her age. From time to time they visit me to enjoy a little afternoon of mutual sex. 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