Date: Tue, 29 Dec 2015 23:09:28 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Stealing My Wife (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral anal, F/F, F/fF, F/F, f/f Warning: Adult Youth, oral anal, F/F, F/fF, F/F, 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: 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 2015 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Stealing My Wife By Jan I like to think I am a pretty ordinary young woman. I graduated from a State college, but don't hold that against me. I went to work for an insurance company as an accountant. It was a rather boring job, but it paid the bills. I had only worked there a few months when my life changed. I had fended off the normal office Romeos. I had been through a few college romances, and even a brief romance with a married college professor. I was in no mood for an office romance. It was my intention to keep my nose clean, and build a resume that would allow me to work my way into a more interesting job. I wasn't that interested in the office pool gossip, so I didn't make friends with the office ladies, but eventually an older woman befriended me. Her name was Cathy, and we started having lunch together. I learned what would laughingly pass as her life story. I knew she wasn't telling me the whole story. The short version was that she had a brief romance that ended with her having a daughter that was 14-years-old now. She showed me a wallet size picture of her daughter and told me that her name was Valerie. From what I could tell from the little picture she was sexy enough to give a cigar store wooden Indian a boner. I told her the story of the life of Roseann over coffee too. One Friday Cathy suggested that we stop for a drink and make it a night. I accepted her offer and we caught the bus on the main street. It was only about a two or three mile ride before Cathy stood up, and I followed her. The cocktail lounge was a popular night spot. There was a mixed crowd in there, it was crowed. The dance floor was elbow to elbow. We had to make our way to a vinyl booth in the back of the bar. We had a few drinks and even danced with a few wood be wolves, but we politely rejected their flirtatious propositions. We managed to get pretty drunk before we decided to call it a night. She insisted that I accompany her home and spend the night with her, because I was in no shape to be on a public bus unescorted. I was aware that I was drunk enough to be a danger to myself if I tried to navigate my way home by myself so I accepted her offer to sleep over. Valerie must have been in bed hours ago. We made our way to Cathy's bedroom. I was more than a little shy about taking off my clothes and sleeping in the nude. I wasn't looking forward to sleeping in my brassiere and panties, because the bra would be uncomfortable. Cathy produced a large T-shirt to use as my nightgown. I did choose to leave my panties on, even though the T-shirt covered most of my thighs. Cathy was not shy about undressing in front of me. She stood there in front of me as she removed all of her clothes. She must have been as blonde as Valerie, when she was her daughter's age, but with the passage of time her hair had gotten darker. She touched it up with blonde steaks of various shades. Her body had matured, but the curves were still fetching. Her breasts were larger, and her hips were wider, but she was still as attractive as her daughter. I was impressed with her mouthwatering breasts, and the thick brown patch of pubic hair covering her vulva, as she pulled the pink nightgown over her head. When her crotch was covered I was brought back to reality, and realized that I had been staring at her pussy. My cheeks felt flushed, as I averted my eyes. Cathy pulled back the covers along with the top sheet of her double bed, as an invitation for me to get into her bed. I got into her bed, and she got in down next to me. She rested her left arm on the pillow for me to rest my head on her arm. As soon as my head rested on her arm I felt like the room was spinning, so I rolled onto my side facing her. I could smell her perfume and the pungent odor of her armpit. At least my head stopped spinning, and I drifted off to sleep quickly. I'm not sure how long I slept, but slowly I began to feel myself responding to what I thought was a dream. It felt like someone was sucking on my tits and finger fucking my cunt. When I realized it was not a dream, I opened my eyes and saw the top of Cathy's head as she sucking on my left tit, and I felt her hand stimulating my clitoris. It shocked me, but it felt so damned good. When she looked up and saw that my eyes were open she kissed me on the mouth, and asked me if she could eat my pussy. How could I refuse her request? She went down on me, and ate my pussy like a ravenous animal. I became aware that she was sticking at least a couple of fingers up my ass, while she was eating my pussy. I'm not sure just how loud I was when I had an orgasm, but Cathy placed a hand over my mouth until I calmed down. I was sobering up quickly. Cathy moved back up next to me. As she laid her head next to me, I couldn't resist kissing her mouth. She didn't say anything. It was my decision to engage in my first lesbian activity. I placed my hand on her right breasts and gave it a firm squeeze. Cathy moaned, and whispered, "Gently, please!" I whispered, "Sorry." I leaned over and took all of her areola into my mouth and sucked on her nipple like a hungry baby. I couldn't have imagined how erotic it was to suck on a woman's breast. While I was still sucking on her tit, I placed my hand on her vulva and felt the fine hairs on her pussy, just like she had done to me. Her pubic hair was moist. I sought out and found her clitoris. I found that I was able to grasp the ridge leading to her hooded clit with my thumb and forefinger. I was able to jill her like she was a boy. The longer I jilled her, the stronger the aroma of her pussy filled my nose. My mouth was watering in anticipation of tasting my first pussy. I moved down the bed so that I could lie between her legs. I had never been that close to another woman's pussy before. It was difucult to see by the moon light coming through the bedroom window, but I studied it very carefully before a started licking her cunt. My tongue was lapping up a slimy liquid that I swallowed. I even probed the depths of her vagina with my tongue. She started bucking her hips up and down. Her actions were smashing her pubic bone against my face while I attempted to suck her pussy long enough for her to have an orgasm. She pulled me up her body until I was lying on top of her out breasts were pressed against each-others. We kissed for a long time. I couldn't resist humping my pubis against hers. As good as it felt we were exhausted, so we eventually cuddled in each other's arm as we rolled over onto our sides as we clung to each other. We drifted off to sleep. In the morning it took me a small amount of time for me to recognize where I was. Everything was unfamiliar. I was lying in the arms of a woman, the bed was unfamiliar the smell was different, and it was warmer that I would have expected. I was suffering from a hangover that was causing my temples to throb. When I opened my eyes I was looking right into the face of Cathy. We were so close that we were breathing each other's expelled air. I'm sure that my breath smelled just as bad as hers. I disengaged my body from hers while covering my mouth with my hand. My bladder was probably what had woken me up. My movement woke up Cathy. She smiled at me and also sat up. Her bladder was probably also full. I was disorientated, because I didn't remember where the bathroom was. Cathy got out of the bed on her side, and came around to help me up, and guided me to the door to the bathroom. We were both in need of relieving ourselves, but she allowed me to go first. While I was making a lot of noise relieving myself, Cather took a new toothbrush out of a container, and sat it on the sink counter. She brushed her teeth while I was busy. After I wiped myself and flushed the toilet we exchanged places. I brushed my teeth while she sat on the porcelain thrown and relieved herself. When we exited the bathroom to put clothes on Valerie came out of her bedroom. She was in her little baby doll nightgown, and looking a little disheveled but as attractive as ever. Cathy and I were both as naked as the day we were born. Valarie gave me an apprizing look. She gave me a sardonic smile. The way she looked at me disturbed me. Cathy excused us and we went into her bedroom to get dressed. We eventually started making breakfast for the three of us. I knew that I was dehydrated, so I consumed a lot of water. I had to relieve myself several times. By the afternoon I was feeling better, and Cathy must have been feeling better too. She was a lot more talkative. She invited me to spend the rest of the weekend with her. I laughed, "If I spend another day in these panties they will be rather crusty." Cathy chuckled, "You have a couple of options. You can borrow some of my underwear or you can go commando!" The thought of putting on some of Cathy's clothes seemed rather erotic, but the idea of going around without any underwear on at all was something I had never considered, and it embarrassed me. Cathy selected a pair of her sexiest panties for me to wear. She even took my soiled panties into the bathroom and hand washed them, and hung them over the towel bar to dry. We had an enjoyable evening. We even played a little three handed poker with Valerie until her bedtime. When we got Valerie into bed we retired to Cathy's bedroom. This evening we didn't bather putting on any nightgowns on. She turned on a small red light that gave the bedroom a pink glow that was very flattering to her skin tone, besides we could see each other while we made love. The rest of the weekend was a blur of never ending sex. We began to visit each other every evening after that. We were spending so much time with each other that I started leaving clothes at her home. It was inevitable that I moved in with them. Valerie seemed to accept my presence, but I felt a little tension between us. I assumed that she was little jealous of my presence, because I was coming between her and her mother. I hoped she would learn to accept me, if not love me like another mother. One evening Cathy got a call, it was from her mother. Her mother told her that her father was in the hospital, and it was just a matter of days. Her mother insisted that she come home to say goodbye before he goes. After the call Cathy had to tell me all about the problem with her family. She came from a small town, and her family was evangelicals. She had been disowned when she came out that she was a lesbian, and forced to leave home. The thought of returning home to face her family during the family crises was daunting, because she knew her family would make her time there a living hell. They didn't even know that she had a daughter out of wedlock. The next day she made arrangements with our supervisor for a week's leave, and booked a flight to Oklahoma City where she rented a car to drive home. Valerie and I put her on the flight that evening. Cathy admonished Valerie to be good and do what I tell her. Valerie was quiet on the ride home. I worried about how she was going to behave. After I washed the dinner dishes and put them away, she did her homework. On completion of the task she retired to her room and prepared for bed. She bathed and put on her customary baby doll nightgown before joying me in the living room to watch TV. We watched some silly sitcom that I found boring. Valerie didn't say anything while she sat next to me. Her nightgown was so short that her crotch was exposed, and she was not wearing the normal matching bloomers, so her little blonde pubic patch was visible. I found it very distracting. It made me even more uncomfortable when she started stroking my arm. We got a call from Cathy informing us that she had arrived, and it was as uncomfortable as she had anticipated. The doctors were telling her that they were taking him off life support and it would be just a matter of hours after that. Of course she would have to stay for the funeral. After the call it was bedtime. Valerie retired to her room, and I took a bath before retiring to Cathy and my bedroom. I turned on the little red light, out of habit. I was trying to go to sleep, but it was strange not having Cathy there in bed with me. It startled me when the bedroom door opened and Valerie was standing there totally naked. Her delicious body was glowing in the pink glow. She asked, "Can I sleep with you tonight?" I assumed she missed her mother and assured her that she could, even though her naked body bothered me. I pulled back the covers as an invitation for her to join me. She quickly bolted across the space and jumped into bed on her mother's side of the bed. She cuddled up next to me, and it felt comforting to have a warm body pressing against mine, at the same time I felt guilty for being turned on by sexy body of my lover's daughter. Just when I was getting used to her warmth, I felt her hand reach over my body to take possession of my right tit. I should have stopped her, but I didn't. While she was squeezing my tit she wrapped her leg over my right leg. I could feel her rubbing her crotch against my thigh. I had to do something about that. "Valerie, what the hell do you think you are doing?" "Since Mother is not home, I felt like taking her place!" "You are too young to be thinking about sex, especially with me!" "Why not I have known about you and Mother from the first time I met you. It has been driving me crazy listening to the two of you making love every night. I know what goes on in here, and I have to masturbate two or three times before I can get to sleep!" I tried to remove her hand from my tit, but she latched onto my nipple with a vice like grip. She was humping my leg. She moved over my body and stared kissing my mouth. The longer she kissed me the less resistance I could muster. How could I resist, she had a body to die for. Her breath smelled and tasted like peppermint toothpaste. She was sticking her tongue into my mouth. Before long I was returning her kissed, and sucking on her tongue. When I stopped resisting she pulled my nightgown up around my neck. She massaged my breasts and sucked on my nipples. I couldn't believe I was being seduced by Cathy's teenaged daughter. Valerie took complete control and mounted me. She continued to kiss me, and placed both hands on my breasts. She suddenly surprised me by turning around on top of me. She placed her knees on either side of my head and lowered her delicious blonde haired pussy down to my mouth, while she claimed my dark haired pussy with her sweet little mouth. I hesitated as her pussy hovered over my head. Valerie lapped and sucked my pussy as if she were starved. When she lowered her pussy down to my mouth, I surrendered and stuck my tongue into her vagina. We spent most of the night satisfying each other's sexual desires. I felt guilty the next day at work, but I did my work adequately, but some of the others noticed my moodiness and commented on it. I resolved to put an end to any further involvement with Valerie. Valerie got home a couple of hours before I got home,. When I opened the door I was a nervous wreck. Just as I had feared Valerie was standing here in the living room naked. I tried to explain to her, "Valerie it isn't right for us to have sex with each other! I'm in love with your mother, and you are her daughter! You are a child and it is morally wrong for an adult to have sex with a child!" Valerie didn't say a word, as she crossed the space separating us, and took me in her arms kissed me, like no child. At first I tried to push her way, but she was stronger than I thought. She wrapped her arms around my neck and jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. Her sudden assault through me off balance, and I almost fell, before I caught my balance. I had to get to a chair before I fell. I almost dropped her as I sat her in the Lazy-boy chair, and fell on top of her. I quickly placed my hands on the arms of the chair to catch my weight. As I hung over her she still had her arms around my neck, and her legs around my waist and her ankles locked behind my back. She refused to stop kissing me. I pleaded, "You can't do this! I'm in love with your mother!" "Shut up and fuck me!" She clung to me with one arm, while starting to remove my clothes with the other hand. She stuck her hand inside my bra and pulled out my left tit, and latched onto it with her mouth. I couldn't fight her any longer, and I helped her finish taking off my clothes. We left them on the floor as we headed for the bedroom. I was amazed at the way Valerie behaved in bed. No girl her age should be that knowledgeable about the ways of sex. She was all over me, as if she couldn't satisfy her hunger for sex. She sucked my tits until I feared they would bleed. She sucked on my clitoris like it was nipple she was expecting to get milk from. I had several orgasms and her sucking became painful. I figured the only way to placate her was to make love to her like her mother did to me. I paid as much attention to her firm little breasts as she had done to me, before I went down on her, and sucked her cunt. I probed her vagina with my tongue, and found that she was not a virgin. When I confronted her about her virginity, she told me that she had taken it with a raw cucumber. I assumed that she would relax after I brought her to orgasm a couple of times. While she rested after her second orgasm I rolled over with my back to her, and closed my eyes. I was almost asleep when I felt her hands on my ass. She spread my cheeks and stuck her nose against my asshole and smelled it. She started licking my asshole. I couldn't believe what she was doing. She was clinging to my hips and licking my asshole. I couldn't prevent myself from cumming when she stuck two fingers into my pussy and jilled me until I had a wet orgasm. When I turned over to face Valerie she moved back up the bed and rested her head on the pillow so close to my face that I could smell my odor on her face. She kissed me, and I was lost. I rolled her over and tongue fucked her asshole until she screamed out that she was coming. I had a sleepless night because I felt guilty for allowing her to seduce me. I listened to the rhythmic breathing of her guiltless sleeping body. I was wide awake when the alarm when off. She showed no signs of shame, in fact she was couldn't keep her hands off my body while we did our morning toiletry and got dressed for school and work. Guilt and lack of sleep kept me in a bad mood at work. I was sullen and sullenly taciturn all day. My office friends knew better than to try and engage me in conversation. I didn't even feel like taking time for lunch. I continued to work through the lunch hour. When I got home Valerie was waiting for me in all of her naked glory. I held up my hand to prevent her from jumping on me again. "Hold on Valerie this can't go on! I can't do this to you and your mother!" It was hard for me to resist Valerie's charms, she was so fucking attractive. She made no attempt to make it easier on me. She refused to put clothes on, even during dinner. We received another call from Cathy after dinner. She assured us that she would be home as soon as the funeral was over, in three more days. She added that her brothers and sisters were just as intolerant of her life style as ever, and she could hardly put up with their rude behavior. We assured her that we missed her, and hurry up and come home. Valerie started masturbating herself while we were talking to her mother. As soon as I hung up she waved her finger under my nose. The smell of her pussy made my panties wet instantly. I slapped her hand away. I insisted that she go to her room, but she refused. I tried to ignore her behavior, but she wouldn't leave me alone. I sat in Cathy's Lazy-boy to watch TV, but as soon as I relined the chair, she mounted the chair and turned her back to me as she sat on my face. I tried to turn my head away but she covered my face with her pussy. It was a wonder that the chair didn't tip backwards. I couldn't help myself I gave up resisting, and stuck my tongue into her pussy. The rest of the week we made love the minute I got home from work. We would be in bed when Cathy would call. I felt like hell cheating on her with her daughter. Cathy would tell us about how much she hated being there, and how she couldn't get home fast enough. At the end of the week she called to tell us which flight she would be on. We rented a car and were at the terminal waiting for her. After the emotional reunion in the terminal she insisted on driving home, while telling us about what took place when she told them she was going home. Apparently her mother wanted her to stay for the reading of the will. The rest of the family ganged up on her, so she lost her temper and lasted out. "There is nothing in the will for me I'm the one going to hell, while my three brothers have arrest records for drunken driving, fights, spousal abuse, and my two sisters and brother have 10 husbands and wives between them. They have children by all of them. Come to think of it at least two of our cousins are in fact our half-sisters, and Connie's the barmaid at the Broken Spur is Father's daughter. Hell if they did a DNA test on everyone within a thirty mile radius we would have enough relatives to fill the high school basketball stadium! In fact Mom the best thing you could tell me is that I was fathered by a passing salesman! I sure as hell resent being related to these bigoted and racist assholes!" You can say I left home after burning my bridges behind me. I got a laugh out of her outburst, even if Valerie didn't. When we got home we followed her into the bedroom while she unpacked. We hung up her clothes while she out her dirty undies in the clothes hamper. When we returned to the living room she sat in her chair, while I went to make coffee. When Valerie and I returned with food and drink, it didn't take long before Cathy looked at us and asked, "What's wrong?" We tried to deny that there was anything wrong, but Cathy insisted on us spilling everything. It was Valerie that finally took me by the hand and confessed that we had fallen in love with each other. Cathy sat back in her chair while she absorbed this piece of information. I tried to explain that it just happened, but she held up her hand to stop me. She said, "Valerie I expected you to bring home a classmate and announce that you were in love with her, but I didn't expect you to steal my wife!" I had not thought about our relationship in those terms, but I guess I was her wife. In truth I was almost Valerie's wife too. After thinking about it I suggested that I find my own place to live, because I didn't want to come between them. Cathy smiled, "It's a little late for that, so let's make it official!" She stood up placed her coffee mug on the end table and took us by the hand and led us to her bedroom. I stood there dumbfounded as she removed her clothes. She said, "Don't just stand there get ready for bed!" Valerie quickly shed her clothes and jumped into her mother's bed. Cathy had to help me out on my clothes, because I was almost immobile. She hoisted me up and placed me on the bed between the two of them. It was one hell of a night. I sucked both of their pussies and they took turns sucking my pussy. I knew this couldn't go on forever, sooner or later a three way relationship with mother and daughter was going to lead to disaster. How was this going to work? Was I going to sleep with one of them every other night and the other one on the odd night? Over breakfast I broached the problem to them. They were reluctant to admit the truth of my statement, but they finally agreed, but they didn't want to think about it over the weekend. On Monday we walked Valerie to school and caught the bus to work. We discussed what we were going to do about our situation going and coming home from work. We couldn't come up with a workable solution. When we got home and entered the house we were greeted by Valerie and another girl. She introduced her friend by proclaiming, "Mom I would like to introduce you to Makana! That is Hawaiian for gift, and Makana, this is my other mother Roseann!" The girl didn't bat an eye over Valerie's introduction of two mothers. Both Cathy and I were impressed with the beauty of the girl. She explained that she was a Hawaiian-Japanese from the Big Island as she called it. She had a great figure with that golden brown hue of the Hawaiians, with shiny black hair that cascaded down her back to her waist. Her brown eyes looked like black pools of still water. Her lips were oh, so kissable. While we were admiring her beauty Valerie announced that Makana was going to spend the night with her. She placed her arm around the girl and kissed her on the mouth. That night Cathy and I listened to the sounds of love making coming from Valerie's bedroom. In the morning I had to ask Makana about her own mother and father. She told me that her mother divorced her father, and moved to the mainland to get away from him. I also asked her if her mother would be upset, if she knew what she and Valerie had been doing last night. She smiled, "my mother and I are lesbians. Cathy and I had to invite them to have dinner with us. Her mother was a more mature version of her daughter, and the five of us became very close friends. It was a relief for me that Valerie had found a girlfriend, and opted to let me be, because I was terrible at resisting her advances. 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