Date: Fri, 24 Sep 2021 19:36:11 +0000 (UTC) From: Titan Hoop Club Subject: The Foreign Exchange Student I This is a work of complete fiction. None of the characters existed. If you are offended by stories of adult lesbians having sex with high school girls, please read no further. (Ff, ffF, FF, High School Lesbians) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> 45-year Hillary McConnell was suffering from severe empty nest syndrome. Her only child, Sandi, had chosen to attend college at NYU, some 3,000 miles from their southern California home. Hillary had been widowed for nearly 10 years. Thankfully, her husband, whom she deeply loved, had left Hillary and Sandi well taken care of financially. Sandi had been able to select the college of her choice, and with investments and life insurance, Hillary would never have to work a day in her life. Hillary had been somewhat of a trophy-wife to her husband, who was some 20 years her senior. If she had initially married for money, it had quickly turned to love. And when Sandi was born, it was a genuinely loving nuclear family. Hillary was understandably devastated when cancer upset their happy home. She assumed that Sandi had chosen NYU in order to escape some of her painful memories of her Dad's final days. Formerly a successful print model with raven-black hair, and violet eyes, Hillary remained beautiful to this day. Some said that she reminded them of Angeline Jolie... except with bigger tits, they sniggered. Any of her husbands friends who thought she might have been a gold digger, had put those thoughts away many years ago after witnessing the loving couple and family. In the 10 years since her husband's death, Hillary had not gone on a single date, despite many offers from well-meaning friends who offered to set her up. Hillary tried to stay busy with her local philanthropic work, but the too-quiet house was getting on her nerves. Hearing of the high school foreign exchange program, she applied to house a European student for the school year. Feeling a male student would be inappropriate in the home of a single woman, she requested a female student. As it was already early August, and the new fall semester would start shortly, Hillary's impeccable credentials were quickly approved, and a Karin Pederson was soon winging her way to California from Norway. Waiting to pick up the teen at LAX, Hillary was not given a whole lot of information. She knew that Karin was 16, and lived in Oslo. Her father was a Norwegian diplomat, and that she spoke four languages, including English. The picture that Hillary had depicted a cute, young blonde teen with pigtails and braces on her teeth.. As visitors had not been allowed in the gateways since 9/11, Hillary had made a sign with "Karin Pederson" written on it to make sure that they didn't miss each other. As the newly arrived passengers passed customs and came to the arrival areas, Hillary carefully surveyed the area for the foreign exchange teen. Rather than a diminutive teen in pigtails, Hillary recognized Karin's face on what looked like a 5'11" blonde fashion model, wearing a short, black form-fitting dress. She was being chatted up by three men in their 20's, two of whom were carrying her bags. Seeing the sign with her name on it, Karin approached Hillary, with the three men in hot pursuit. Karin politely asked if she was Mrs. McConnell? Karin spoke excellent English, with only a hint of a Scandanavian accent. Hillary nodded yes, and the pair smiled and gave each other a brief, friendly hung. Seeing the three grown men circling the beautiful teen, Hillary wisely deflated them by saying, "Karen, I know that you will enjoy your new high school. My daughter was very happy there." Hearing the word "high school, the three young men made their excuses and their exits. Karin thanked them for their help with her bags, but was indifferent that they were leaving. She was used to this kind of male attention since she had a growth spurt at age 14. Hillary showed Karin the picture and said, "I must admit that I'm a little surprised. I was expecting a younger girl." "Oh, that's not a very recent picture. I hope you're not disappointed, Karin genuinely replied. Hillary was embarrassed. "Oh, not at all. I'm just surprised. I'm delighted to host you, and I hope you'll be very happy here." With bags in tow, they walked to Hillary's 500-series silver Mercedes, and drove to Hillary's Manhattan Beach home. It was night time when the pair arrived. Sleepy from her long flight, Karin did not fully take in her upscale surroundings as they entered the home. Shown to her room, Karin declined anything to eat, and within minutes had drifted off to sleep. Hillary understood, but was slightly disappointed that they hadn't been able to get acquainted over a meal. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Karin rose early and walked around the beautiful two-story home. It was attractively furnished, and it was much more opulent than some of the Embassy housing that she had grown up in in other parts of the world. Having read about the southern California weather in August, Karin was dressed in a light blouse and white summer shorts. Hillary soon rose, dressed in a robe, and made coffee and a light breakfast for the pair. "Honey, in a little bit I'll take you to get enrolled at Mira Costa High School. They already have your transcripts and paperwork," said Hillary, smiling. "Thank you very much," said the beautiful teen. "Mira Costa?" She asked. "That means 'look at the coast' in Spanish." "Yes," replied Hillary, "The beach is just a couple of blocks away." Karin beamed at the thought, having spent most of her life in cold weather environs. The school enrollment went easily, and Karin was suitably impressed with the size of the high school campus, which was the size of many university campuses in Europe. As they returned home, Hillary asked Karin what she would like to do on her first day in California? "If you don't mind, I would like to go the shore. I have never seen the Pacific Ocean." "Okie doke," replied Hillary. "Let's change into our bathing suits." Each departed to their own bedrooms. Hillary emerged first in what she considered an age-appropriate one-piece bathing suit. She was covered in a beach wrap that extended to her thighs. Hillary, as described before, still had a body that could very easily fit into a sexier two-piece suit, but she considered that a little too risque for a middle-aged mother. In a moment, Karin walked down the stairs wearing only the tiniest of thong bottoms. Her naked 34-C breasts were displayed proudly, and she had a small hand towel draped around her neck. "Karin," Hillary explained, "You look beautiful, but this is the U.S., and we're not going to a topless beach. You could be arrested." Karin's face turned an embarrassed shade of red, and she went back up the stairs to retrieve her bikini top. Hillary also recommended that she wear a pair of shorts for the quick walk to the beach. Explaining that she didn't want Karin to get a sunburn on her first outing, Hillary gave Karin a t-shirt to wear on her walk. As advertised, Hillary's home was only a couple of short blocks from the beach. Karin gazed wide-eyed at the beautiful beige sand, and the crashing blue / green waves. Like the teenager that she was, she quickly undressed and athletically dove in the cool water. Southern California is well known for beautiful girls, but Hillary noticed that all eyes appeared to be on Karin as she ran to the water in her nearly non-existent thong bikini, her jiggling athletic ass was displayed prominently. After splashing some time in the water, Karin was handed some sunscreen by Hillary, and laid on her beach towel in the sand soaking up the rays. "This is wonderful," Karin contently sighed. At some point, Hillary announced that too much sun was a bad thing, and that they should head home. "Besides," Hillary said, "We're so close, you can come here every day if you want." Returning home, they each took a shower to wash off the sand and salt water, and sat on Hillary's deck as Karin watched her first California sunset. Karin was hungry after her romp at the beach, and Hillary prepared one of her specialty pasta dishes which Karin described as "Nydelig," which meant "delicious" in Norwegian. After watching some TV, Hillary announced that she was going to bed. Since school hadn't started yet, Hillary told Karin that she could stay up as late as she wanted to. And if she got hungry, she should help herself to anything in the fridge. Hillary read a book for a while, then turned off the lights and drifted off to sleep. It was a warm night, even at the beach, and Hillary opened her window before getting into bed for the night. Hillary was awoken by Karin at around midnight. Karin explained that she was having trouble getting to sleep on the warm night, and besides she felt so all alone in the big bedroom. She was used to sleeping in the same room with her two sisters, and it was just too quiet. The older woman was a little groggy after being woken up from a sound sleep, and turned on the bedroom light. The statuesque teen blonde was standing at the foot of her bed topless, dressed in only a pair of little silken panties. "I guess that's how they do it in Europe," thought Hillary, and she opened the covers for the near-nude Karin to get in. Hillary had not had anyone in her bed since her husband had passed away. Well, at least not since Sandi had a nightmare many years prior. Karin thanked Hillary as she crawled into bed. The pair were soon fast asleep. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> It was a bright sunny morning as Hillary awoke. But something was odd. Hillary could feel a body snuggling against her. A firm pair of naked breasts and erect nipples were boring into her back, and a lone hand was reaching over her, massaging her breasts through her sheer nightgown. Remembering the nearly naked teen that had gotten into her bed last night, Hillary awoke with a start. Hillary heard the greeting, "Good morning Mrs. McConnell," as the 16-year old continued rubbing Hillary's ample breasts. Hillary didn't freak out with the touch, but merely asked, "Hon, what are you doing?" "I like, how do you say in American? 'Tits." I like tits." Karin continued rubbing, and kissed Hillary on the neck." "Don't worry," assured Karin. "I prefer girls. I had an older French girlfriend in boarding school. We made love quite often." Hillary removed some of the covers so that she could face the teen. "Well, that's fine," remarked Hillary, now looking at Karin's delicious young, bare breasts, "But I'm no school girl. I have a daughter older than you." "That's fine, Mrs. McConnell, I also made love to my father's private secretary when I was that little girl in pigtails. She wasn't nearly as beautiful as you are." With that, Karin removed the bedcovers, revealing her long, beautiful body, still wearing just the small pair of silken panties. Unlike most people when they wake up, Karin looked as if she had just stepped out of a page of Teen Vogue. "Many people say that I am pretty," Karin suggested. "Well of course you are," replied the dumbfounded Hillary. "Then what is the problem?" Karin genuinely innocently asked. Karin then grabbed Hillary's hand, and placed it on her soft, firm stomach. Karin's beautiful pink nipples pointed to the sky. Hillary had not made love to anyone in 10 years. She had dabbled with other girls when she was a young model, but that was all in fun. Nothing too serious. Looking at the blonde 16-year old who had now inserted her own hand underneath her panties, and began to seductively rub, Hillary found her inhibitions and hesitation begin to quickly wear down. "But, I was planning to be like a second mother to you while you were here. I was expecting a little teenager," an exasperated Hillary unconvincingly tried to explain. Karin simply said, "I already have a mother," and began inserting her finger into her pussy. Hillary could offer no further excuses, and began kissing the irresistible teen. In what seemed like a split second, Hillary had removed her sheer nightgown over her head. Her 38-D breasts, still firm despite her advancing age, were now on display for the first time in nearly a decade. Needing no further encouragement, Karin demonstrated her fetish for breasts by sucking and kissing Hillary's exposed nipples. "Nydelig," Karin said. Adjusting her position, and taking a deep breath, Hillary brought the teen into a romantic embrace, twirling her perfect, soft blonde hair. With her nightgown off, Hillary was down to only a lacy pair of panties. Karin began stroking Hillary's pussy area, before suddenly sitting up to remove her own panties. Karin had a perfectly trimmed blonde pussy, and she was proud of it. Her various lesbian indiscretions with other boarding school girls had led her parents to send her on this foreign exchange excursion. They would not be pleased to know that she was up to her old tricks on only her second day... and this time with a 45-year old woman. With all of the bedcovers kicked to the floor, the now-naked teen flopped between Hillary's legs, and swiftly removed her panties. Hillary's jet-black pussy hairs were untrimmed. Why shouldn't they be? She hadn't had any romance in nearly 10 years. Karin playfully poked at Hillary's pussy, and said, "We'll have to clean that up soon," and buried her face into Hillary's waiting pussy. That morning it was decided that Karin would share Hillary's bed from here on out, but that she would keep her clothes and things in the other bedroom, lest there be some nosy visitors. As school was not starting for a few more days, Karin spent most of her time at the beach, or making love to the now very willing Hillary. With Hillary's pussy freshly trimmed by Karin, the pair usually walked around the house in the nude. Hillary could not keep her eyes, or hands off of Karin's trim, 5'11" body. Particularly her small, firm, athletic ass. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> With school having started, Karin was encouraged by Hillary to make friends and get involved in school activities. Having played soccer in boarding school, Hillary joined the Mira Costa girls team. Needless to say, with Karin's good looks, she instantly became a very popular attraction at school. Boys swarmed around her like piranha. Realizing that she had no interest in stealing their boyfriends, she quickly became popular with both sexes due to her friendly personality. Most were astounded that she was only a 16-year old sophomore. She looked more like a grown woman.. The first friend that Karin brought home was Kelly O'Brien from her soccer team. A skilled high school athlete, Kelly was already being recruited by colleges, even though only a sophomore herself. Dark-haired with a pixie cut, she presented herself as slightly masculine, and dressed in the west coast skater style of young boys and girls, initially complete with backwards cap. When introduced to Hillary, Kelly was at first wide-eyed. She then quickly blushed, and averted her eyes as she said hello. "Maybe she's just a little shy," thought Hillary. Karin and Kelly became fast friends, and she was over at Hillary's house often. Kelly was polite and respectful, and Hillary was happy that Karin had a friend her own age. As the teenage girls were so busy with school and soccer, and Hillary was always home after school, Hillary assumed that the pair were just platonic friends... but wondered. Karin and Hillary continued to share a bed, and made love often. One afternoon Karin came home after soccer practice. She was standing in front of the open refrigerator in her soccer uniform, munching on carrots and celery. In between chomps, she politely asked if she and Kelly could have a slumber party on Saturday? Karin was an exceptional student, and was already way ahead in her studies, so Hillary was happy to approve Karin's first American sleepover. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> When Saturday came, Karin and Hillary made Karin's pretend bedroom appear more lived-in, and comfortable. Hillary was careful to counsel Karin that no one needed to know that they slept in the same bed, and especially that they were secret lovers. That night, the girls made popcorn, and watched some comedy movies on Netflix. Hillary kept her distance, so as not to cramp the teen's fun. The laughter coming from the living room warmed Hillary's heart. This was exactly the kind of noise and fun that she had been missing since Sandi went off to school at NYU. Since it was not a school night, Hillary said that they could stay up as late as they wanted to. She kissed each girl on the forehead, and headed off to her bedroom. Hillary had definitely noticed how red and flustered Kelly had become after the innocent little kiss. Sleeping alone for the first time in weeks felt a little unusual for Hillary, but she decided to make the best of it, and settled down to read a good book that she hadn't before had time for. After about and hour, Hillary noticed that it had gotten quiet downstairs, and assumed that the two girls had gone off to bed. A few minutes later, there was a light knock on the door. Hillary had not bothered to put on a nightgown, so she quickly adjusted the sheets to cover her naked body. What could be going wrong? Who was knocking at the door? "Come in?" Hillary responded with something like a question. The two teens entered. Kelly had clearly been crying, and Karin looked very concerned. They were both wearing thin, cropped tank tops, exposing their flat bellies, and little panties. Hillary could clearly see Kelly's small black bush through her sheer panties. Karin's nipples were erect and pressing against. Karin said in a concerned voice, "Kelly needs to talk to you." "What's the matter, hon?" Hillary asked with genuine sympathy. Kelly sat at the foot of the bed and told Karin and Hillary her story. Kelly was having trouble at home. Her father suspected her of being a lesbian. Kelly's solution was to try to stay away from home as often as she could. School and soccer happily took up a lot of her time, Kelly explained. She also thanked Hillary for how welcome she felt at her home, and wished that her own were more like it. Kelly admitted that she had started hanging out with the wrong crowd at the beach. It was a girls skater gang. Her initiation got out of hand, and one of the older girls had raped her. Kelly described her clothes being violently taken off her, and the older girl sticking her fist in Kelly's virgin pussy, breaking her hymen. She was not strong enough to fend off the bigger girl, and she was later eaten out against her will by a few of the other girls. She felt ashamed. Kelly confessed that although she considered herself a "Baby Lez," the violent rape was not what she had in mind. Karin joined Kelly on the bed, and put her arms around her in quiet sympathy. "Honey, I'm so sorry." Hillary said. "How can I help?" "Well, you're so nice, and so pretty. Sometimes it hurts when I look at you. Don't get mad, but Karin told me about the two of you. I swear I won't tell anyone." Hillary shot Karin an angry look, but let Kelly continue. "Well, I was wondering... well, I was hoping that... well, that the three of us could make love tonight?" I want to be able to have a positive experience, and you are the two of the sweetest and most beautiful girls I know." Hillary pulled down the sheet, revealing her mammoth breasts. She motioned for Kelly to join her, and she patted Kelly's head as it rested on her nude breasts. Both Kelly and Karin began lightly sobbing in happiness. Karin whipped off her small tank top, and they became a trio on the bed. With the bedcovers obstructing movement, they were quickly kicked to the floor. Kelly was only about 5'4", and looked like a child between the taller pair. Hillary proffered a breast for Kelly to suck on, and Karin lifted Kelly's tank top so that she could fondle Kelly's small breasts. Hillary said, "I've been wondering about you two? Have you been with each other before?" The girls just giggled. The bed was not designed for three. Karin and Hillary's long legs seemed to be in the way as the trio jostled for position. After hearing Kelly's story, Karin and Hillary had made a subconscious decision to take it gently and lovingly with the traumatized teen, Kelly. Karin even asked "May I?" as she attempted to remove Kelly's panties. Hillary tenderly moved the smaller teen on top of her body. She positioned Kelly's dark-thatched pussy in a way that Karin could easily lick them both almost simultaneously. Hillary held Kelly's little boobs as she squirmed around in delight, with Karin's pretty face popping up like a groundhog between their legs. Little Kelly was next to go down on Hillary, and she lapped away eagerly. Seeing Kelly's athletic ass in the air, Karin went in behind her. Careful not to spook Kelly, she tentatively kissed and licked her pretty ass. Seeing that Kelly was enjoying it, Karin began to gently lick Kelly's pussy and anus, which led to a quick, loud orgasm from the inexperienced teen. The positions and the partners varied as the evening wore on. The lovemaking lasted until the wee hours of the morning, and Kelly was encouraged to fulfill any sexual fantasies that she might have with the willing pair. Eventually the trio began to run out of steam. The tall Norwegian was face down between Kelly and Hillary, and was massaging each of their tits as they drifted off to sleep. "Thank you," uttered Kelly before falling asleep. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Sandi was coming home for Christmas. She had called her mother earlier in the week and asked if she could bring home a friend from NYU? "Of course," came Hillary's quick reply. She couldn't wait to see her daughter again. The home had four bedrooms. Sandi's bedroom had remain untouched since she went off to college. Hillary made sure that the cleaning woman thoroughly dusted, cleaned, and changed the sheets. None of the furniture was moved around. She didn't want to change anything of Sandi's, but worried that she would now find her room to be too "high school" for a sophisticated college girl. Karin would, of course, have to move into her pretend bedroom for the time being, and the fourth bedroom would be freshened up for Sandi's guest. Oh, Hillary wished that she had written down the girls name. And how, or if, was she going to explain Karin to Sandi? Sandi and her friend had taken the overnight flight from New York. Arriving early in the morning on Pacific time, they took an Uber for the short drive from LAX to Manhattan Beach. Hillary was already dressed and waiting when the pair walked through the door. Mother and daughter greeted each other with a firm, long hug. Sandi introduced her friend, Gina, to her mother, and Hillary gave her a pleasant, welcoming hug. Knowing that they would be tired from the overnight flight, Hillary offered the young women some herbal tea, which she hoped would help them to take a nap. As they chatted about New York over their cups of tea, Karin walked down the stairs from her bedroom. She looked like a movie star. Sandi, of course, knew about the high school foreign exchange student, and her mother had texted her some pictures, but she was not prepared for this glamourous 5'11" girl who looked like she had just stepped off of a Paris runway. Karin was wearing a small silk robe over her skimpy sleepwear. All Sandi could see was legs, legs, and more legs! Sandi and Gina gave each other a quick eyebrows-raised glance at the gorgeous teenager. Karin, in search of coffee, politely introduced herself, and said how much she appreciated staying at "Mrs. McConnell's beautiful house" this school year. Karin and Sandi briefly chatted about their experiences at Mira Costa High. Sandi was a studious looking girl with black-framed glasses. Her thick brown hair was parted in the middle, and had no particular style. When Sandi was a teenager, Hillary used to fret that Sandi seemed to go out of her way to downplay her attractiveness. Now living in New York, she fit in more easily as a typical looking bohemian, rather than a southern California beach girl. Gina and Sandi were about the same height at around 5'4". Gina had grown up in Staten Island, and came from a strong Italian-Catholic background. Truth be told, Gina had a lot of relatives who were "connected" to the underworld. That was just a way of life where she came from. Gina was a pretty, athletic girl, with big brown eyes, an olive complexion, and lustrous black hair, which was her pride and joy. She knew that the nearby beach would be pretty cold in December, but she was anxious to experience everything that she could during her first trip to California. The two girls had met in an art class at NYU. As Sandi came from an affluent home, she could afford to be a Fine Arts major. Although there were limited employment opportunities with that degree, Sandi vowed to worry about that down the road. Agreeing that a nap would now be a good thing, Gina was shown to the guest bedroom. She glanced back at Sandi, who shrugged her shoulders as if to say, "We'll worry about it later." Sandi walked up the stairs to her old bedroom. Waking up around noon after a long, restful nap, the college girls met up in the family room, where Hillary and Karin were watching TV. Sandi noticed that despite it being December, Karin was wearing a small, tight pair of shorts, and a thin blouse. When queried, Karin smiled and said that the day was much warmer than what she was accustomed to in Norway. Sandi drank in Karin's long, beautiful legs, and sat down on a loveseat with Gina. "Mom," Sandi ominously intoned, "Gina is not just my friend. We are lovers. Gina will be staying in my room with me, and not in the guest room." Sandi looked deeply into her mother's eyes to gage how upset she might be. Sandi was surprised when Hillary seemed nonplussed. Hillary was not too surprised. Sandi had never had a real boyfriend in high school, and Hillary had long suspected that Sandi might be gay. She gave Sandi a lot of credit for finally getting it out. Sandi, waiting for a reaction, put an arm around Gina's shoulder and held her close. "That will be fine," Hillary surprisingly said. "Let me know if you need any help moving Gina's things into your bedroom. You certainly don't need my blessing or permission, Sandi, but you have it." Sandi audibly sighed, and gave Gina a peck on the cheek. "See, I told you it would be O.K." "Well... I guess I have a little surprise of my own," said Hillary. She had just now decided to come out with it. Motioning for Karin to join her on her lap, Hillary stunned the college couple by telling them that she and Karin were lovers as well. Relieved at having it all out in the open now, the four girls hugged. Sandi and Hillary were crying. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Later that night in Sandi's bedroom, Gina could tell that Sandi was still a little shell-shocked. "You can't blame her," said Gina. "Your Mom is a very beautiful woman, and that teenie... Wow! What a little piece of ass. Who could resist either one of them?" Sandi pinched one of Gina's titties and twisted it. "Careful, that's my mother you're talking about," Sandi said with a little smile. The two removed their clothing and cuddled nude in each others arms. Gina made the first move, positioning her head between Sandi's legs. The girls were in a non-exclusive relationship. They had a lot of fun together, but harbored no illusions that it would lead to marriage or even a long-lasting romantic relationship. They were both allowed to see other people, and Gina had recently hooked up with a female professor from another department. The distance from Staten Island from Manhattan seemed like a million miles. Despite her strict upbringing, Gina was anxious to indulge in her lesbian dalliances as often as she could. Laying between Sandi's legs, she began to slowly kiss and lick around Sandi's pussy. If the truth be known, Gina was fantasizing about licking the pussies of both Hillary and Karin. Similarly, Sandi was imagining the tall, lean, blonde, Karin lapping between her legs. Each girl began to devise a plan. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> It had not gone unnoticed by Karin how these college lesbians were constantly undressing her with their eyes. She decided to torture them by prancing around half-naked whenever possible. She could feel their eyes boring into her young flesh, and Karin enjoyed it. Having some new playmates in the house might be fun, but she wasn't going to sleep with either of them without Hillary's expressed permission. After all, as the American's would say, Hillary had "first dibs." Sandi and Gina continued to plot how they were going to pull off a switch. One night they decided to take their chance. Hearing the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from Hillary's bedroom, Gina and Sandi undressed and listened by the door. As Hillary moaned in orgasm, the pair silently opened the door. Hillary's long legs were over Karin's shoulders as the teen licked deeply into Hillary's pussy. Neither had heard Gina or Sandi enter the room, and were startled to see their naked figures staring down at the bed. Sandi uttered the words, "Let's switch it up tonight," and pulled Karin off of her mother by wrapping her arm's around Karin's boobs. Karin was laughing as Sandi removed the 16-year old to her bedroom, and stopped to give the older girl a kiss as they were leaving. In the time that it took Sandi to remove Karin, pretty, Italian Gina had replaced her between Hillary's legs, and was eating away as if Hillary's pussy was the last steak at Morton's. Hillary was stunned by the switch, but she found Gina attractive. The girls had clearly planned this out, so there would be no jealousy issues tonight. Hillary pulled at Gina's long, black hair, and urged her deeper. Hillary achieved an explosive orgasm, and Gina politely asked, "Mrs. McConnell, would it be O.K. if I sucked on those big boobs of yours?" Hillary laughed as Gina crawled her little body over Hillary's to suck and play with her boobs. Meanwhile, Sandi had pulled the naked Norwegian teen into her room. Pulling Karin's tall body close, with both hands on her firm little ass, Sandi kissed the teen while saying, "My mother is a lucky woman." Sandi then fell to her knees, ravenously licking Karin's blonde-trimmed pussy. Sandi had learned a trick or two at NYU. Her coursework was not the challenging, so she took the opportunity to frequently visit the lesbian bars of New York. While her preference was for college girls, or young professionals in their 20's, she had hooked up with an older woman or two, and enjoyed it. What she hadn't done was fuck a high school girl, particularly one as stunning as Karin. Knowing that it might be her only chance, as she and Gina planned to return to New York in time for New Years Eve, Sandi was determined to use her full arsenal of lesbian techniques on the beautiful teen. Bending Karin over a chair, she began to dry hump the teen, ramming her pelvis into Karin's pretty rear-end with increasing ferocity. Still bent over the chair, Sandi parted Karen's butt cheeks, and began performing cunnilingus from behind. This was a new position for the youngster, as her previous lovers had either been more traditional, or less experienced. Sandi further surprised Karin when she skillfully inserted her tongue into Karin's anus. Not content to simply hover around the rim, Sandi straightened her long tongue and began to drive in and out of the teen, causing Karin to stifle a scream of pleasure. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> As Sandi and Gina prepared to depart for LAX for their return to New York, Sandi gave her mother a going away hug. Seeing Karin, Sandi tried to stick her tongue down the young girl's throat. Both laughed. Gina kissed Hillary and Karin good bye, and thanked Hillary for a "fun weekend," without a trace of sarcasm or irony. As the Uber driver pulled up to the driveway, Gina waved. "You two should come out to New York. We have a lot of friends who would like to meet you. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Stay tuned for Part 2... Fun in New York