Date: Fri, 22 Feb 2019 17:33:04 -0800
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: Rainy Spring Day (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 2019 Jan, all rights reserved

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                     Rainy Spring Day
                           By
                          Jan

      Everything changed for me one particularly rainy
day during a spring day during my fifth-grade year of
school.  There was a lot of clouds in the sky in the
morning when I walked to school, but with every
passing hour the sky turned darker and rain started
coming down.  By the time the school day ended the
road intersections were flooded.

      I was only wearing a light sweater to protect me
from the morning chill, so I was soaking wet by the
time I walked a block from the school.  I was cold and
shaking.  My ballerina slippers were so wet they were
stretching and hard to keep on my feet.  I had to
cross a side street and as I stepped into a puddle my
right ballerina slipper came off of my foot and I had
to bend over to fish my shoe out of the gutter.  I had
to hold my schoolbook pack over my head to protect
my head from the rain as much as I could.  I must
have been a pathetic sight.

      Suddenly a car pulling over to the curb splashed
water in the gutter all over me.  I turned to complain,
thinking the person had done it deliberately.  I
recognized that the car belonged to a woman that
lived on the same block as my family.

      Her children we're either marries or away at
college, so she had the house to herself during the
day.  I assumed she was in her late forties.  (At that
time forty was old.)  I only had a nodding relationship
with her.  I didn't know why she was stopping.

      The passenger door window came down and she
leaned across the Center console and asked, "Angie
can I give you a loft home?"

       "Thank you, Mrs. Truman.  I could sure use a lift!"
As soon as I heard the click of the passenger door
lock, I opened the door and tossed my pack onto the
floor in front of the passenger seat and plopped my
wet butt in the seat.  As I closed the door, Mrs.
Truman was bringing up the window.  I pulled the
seatbelt over and attached it.  I apologized for
making her seat wet, but she assured me that it was
alright.  She asked me, "Is there anyone home?"

      "No, Momma is at work.  I have a key to let myself
in."

       "Why don't you come home with me and you can
take a warm bath, while I put your clothes in the
drier.  I will give you a robe to wear hope your things
dry."

       She was so insistent I couldn't refuse her offer.
Her garage was attached to the front of her house,
so it was only a short distance to her front door.  The
roof covered the porch, so we were out of the rain
while she opened the door.  As soon as we were inside
the house she turned on the heater and led me to her
bathroom.

      "Honey, hurry up and get out of those wet
clothes!"

       While I took off my clothes, she started drawing
a warm bath and added a sweet-smelling bath oil.
When I was naked, I stepped into the tub and settled
down in the warm water to get warm.

       As Mrs. Truman gathered up my wet clothes, she
asked would you like a hot cup of coco.  When I
accepted her offer, she exited the bathroom to
deposit them in her drier.

       I was enjoying the heat of the water and laying
back in the tub with my head resting on the back of
the tub when the door opened.  Mrs. Truman came in
with a mug of hot oco in hand.  She handed me the
mug and sat down on the rim of the tub.

       "Honey, your clothes will be dry in about a half
hour.  Are you feeling better?"

      "Yes Ma'am"

       "Honey you don't need to be so formal, my name is
Carol."

       "Yes Ma'am...ah...Carol."

       She chuckled and placed her hand on my shoulder.
"Would you like me to give you a helping hand?"

      "Thank you for offering, but I can handle it."

      I noticed a disappointed expression on her face as
she stood up to leave.  "I will be back soon with a
robe."

       I enjoyed the warmth of the hot Coco and the
warm water felt too good to get out of the tub.

      Carol eventually returned with a dressing gown in
hand.  She laid it on the vanity and sat on the toilet
while I soaked.  When the water began to cool, I
eventually had to get out of the tub.  As I handed the
mug to Carol, and she handed me a large bath towel.

      It wasn't until I actually got out of the tub and
started drying off that I realized the way Carol was
looking at my naked body.  It made me nervous!  It
felt like she was devouring me with her eyes.  I was
just starting to develop breasts and it embarrassed
me because they were little bumps that were tender
to the touch, and I was just starting to grown pubic
hair.  There were so few that I could almost count all
of them.  I made sure I had the towel in front of me
until Carol took the mug and left the bathroom.

       When I finished drying off, I folded the towel
and hung it up.  When I picked up the dressing gown.
It was frilly and pretty, but the thing was so
transparent that Carol would be able to see
everything.  I put it on and used her electric postal
hair dryer to dry my hair.  I just used my fingers to
fluff up my hair before joining Carol in the warm
kitchen.

       Apparently, while I was in the tub, she had
changed clothes.  She had been wearing a baggy wool
sweater and jeans under the raincoat.  Now she was
wearing a dress that showed off her curves. And soft
slippers.

       Carol was heating up nice smelling soup and
toasting grilled cheese sandwiches.  When I entered,
she looked at me and commented, "You look one
hundred percent better.  Have a seat and I will feed
you."

       The robe was so thin that when I sat on her
wooden dining chair it felt like my naked butt was in
direct contact with the wood.  It reminded me that
she could see my body.  I might as well have been
naked.

      She placed a bowl of split pea soup in front of me.
There were chunks of carrots in the soup and there
was the aroma of beef stock that smelled delouses.  I
picked up the spoon and consumed the soup along with
the sandwiches.  When I was finished Carol insisted
that I join her in the family-room She turned on the
TV to a program that was playing relaxing classical
music and she sat beside me and covered our bodies
with a warm quilted comforter.  She wrapped an arm
around me and pulled me close against her body.

       My head was resting against the side of her left
breast.  I could smell her perfume and feel her heart
beating.  As Carol cuddled me, she started stroking
my left arm and she kissed me on the forehead.  I was
surprised when she lifted my head and kissed me on
the mouth.

      I didn't resist and even opened my mouth to allow
her to stick her tongue into my mouth.  My lack of
reaction empowered Carol to become bolder.

      She placed her right hand on my chest and
massaged my budding breasts.  They were already
tender to the touch because they are growing and her
hand relieved the uncomfortable feeling in my
breasts.  I responded with a soft moan.

       Carol asked, "Have you ever had sex with any of
your girlfriends?"

      I could honestly say, "No."

      "I would love to teach you all of the ways women
and girls can enjoy sex.  You may learn that the only
thing males are good for is a comfortable living and
giving your children, so you can fulfill your motherly
desires."

       I didn't know what to say so I simply kiss her.
Carol stood up and undressed in front of me.  She
unhooked and unzipped the back of her dress and
pulled it from the front of her body before pulling it
down over her hips.  She was not wearing a bra, and I
was impressed by the size of her tits.  They seemed
so large to me.  In truth, they were at least a 38-DD
and without the support of the dress they rested on
her ribcage.  The brown areolas stretched into an
oblong oval.  I had an impulse to reach out and feel
them but was too intimidated to act.

      As she stepped out of the dress, I saw that she
was wearing a tight little thing style black-panties.
She discarded the dress I admired her figure and
hoped that I would have a figure like hers someday

.      When she started peeling down her panties, I
held my breath.  She had a thick triangle of dark
pubic hair covering her crotch, and I saw that she had
a thick ridge sticking out of the labia that was capped
by a pink nub the size of a kidney bean that was her
clitoris.  She placed her right hand on her crotch and
rubbed herself.

      I was sitting no more than three feet from her as
she rubbed herself and I could smell the musky
female odor of her crotch.  Again, I hope my cunt
would look like hers.

      Carol reached for my hand and brought it to her
pussy and pressed the palm of my hand against her
cunt.  I rubbed her pussy a few times before she took
my other hand and pulled me to my feet.  She led me
to the master bedroom and pulled the dressing gown
from my shoulders and let it fall to the floor.  She
picked me up like I was a child and placed me on the
middle of the bed.  Then she mounded the bed and
she lay next to me as she leaned over me and kissed
me on the mouth while she toyed with my nipples with
her fingers.

      When she moved down and took a nipple into her
mouth, I held my breath as long as possible.  While
she was sucking on my nipple, she ran her hand down
my body and stroked my crotch.  Her actions sent
wave after wave through my body.  Her finger sought
out my clit and stimulated it.  Her action drove me to
distraction and I couldn't lay still.  My butt was
squirming around uncontrollably.  Suddenly she
stopped playing with my pussy.

      I regretting her stopping instantly.

      She actually moved down the bed to lay face down
between my legs.  Her breath was cool on my crotch
before she started licking my pussy.  She used her
tongue to find my clit and stimulate it.  When she
sucked my clit into her mouth and started sucking on
it, I brought my right hand to my mouth and I smelled
the pungent odor of her cunt.  She kept sucking me
until I experienced my first orgasm, that I had not
induced by my own hand.  I felt drained and
refreshed at the same time.

       Carol was not finished she lifted my butt up with
the palms of her hands and started licking me from
my asshole to my clit.  Then she drilled her tongue
into my asshole.

      I was shocked that she would do something like
that.  It was so nasty, but she seemed to enjoy doing
it, and I eventually had another orgasm.  I lost count
of the number of orgasms she induced in me.  I even
passed out for a brief time, only to wake up with Carol
kissing me.

       It was an orgy was sweaty sex that I never
wanted to end.  I eventually got my chance to feel and
suck on her tits.  Carol responded with words of
encouragement and directing me to do additional
things.  I sucked on her pussy for a long time.  I
swallowed the slimy badly fluid and it made my throat
feel raw.  It felt almost like I had been screaming for
a long time.  She placed her hands on the back of my
head and directed my mouth where she wanted me to
lick.  After she had an orgasm we rested for a short
time, and she asked me if I liked making love to her.

      I assured her that I loved it and was sure that I
was in love with her.

      She smiles and said, "You will love many women
before you are grown."

      Then she turned her body around and mounted me
head to toe.  Her warm legs were on either side of my
head.  Her pussy was right over my face and I was
looking up at her hairy pussy and the dark grayish
picketed asshole.  I felt her press her face against
my crotch and started licking me.  She spread her
legs and that lowered her cunt down to my mouth.  I
started licking her cunt the same way she was doing
to me.  She used her hand to toy with my asshole and
even inserted a finger into my ass while sucking my
cunt.  I had an orgasm before her, but she eventually
had on.

      When she sat up her hips rotated bringing her
asshole around and over my mouth.  I was surprised
that her asshole actually tasted sweet.  I probed her
asshole with my tongue.  She even gripped my tongue
with her sphincter when I tried to withdraw it.

      Eventually, we got up and straighten up the bed
and she dressed.  When I went to the laundry room, I
found my clothes folded and resting on top of the
warm dryer.  She had stuff news paperers into my
slippers.  The paper had absorbed a lot of water, but
they were still damp and cold, but I had to put them
on to walk home.

      Carol walked me to the door and kissed me before
she opened it.  She assured me that I was always
welcome to visit.

      Whenever I was able to get away without drawing
suspicion and I knew Carol's husband was not home I
returned to her house for more sex.

      True to her word I learned when girls and women
were horny.  I must have fucked a dozen teenage girls
and as many women before I graduated high school.
When I went away to college.  My mother thought I
would find a suitable husband, but I was more into
having an orgy of sex with every woman I could get my
hands on.

      Even when I graduated and got a job with a
future, I continued fucking women.  There came a
time when my motherly instances kicked in and I
wanted children.  I married an older man, that I could
control to give me children.  He didn't object to my
having women over while he was at work.  As my
daughters reached puberty, I taught them to enjoy
sex with women.


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