Date: Tue, 5 Apr 2022 14:21:47 -0700
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: The Widow Nextdoor (Lesbian / Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/F

Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/F

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between a
consenting underage girl and adult females.  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

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               The Widow Next-Door
                       By
                      Jan

	I was an impressionable preteen when Mrs.
Hitchcock moved into the vacant house next door.
She was an attractive woman that looked much
younger than her 52-years.  It didn't take long for
the nosey busybodies to find out that her husband
had died of pancreatic cancer and her economic
situation required her to reduce her standard of
living.  She had to move into a modest bungalow.

	I was fascinated by her and made my first visit
to her house shortly after she settled in.  I
introduced myself to her when she opened the door
as Jenifer, her next-door neighbor.  I told her about
my parents and that I was 12-years-old.  She told
me that it was nice to meet me and her name was
Elsa Hitchcock.  She invited me in and asked me
what she could do for me.  I told her that I wanted
to be her friend.

	She smiled and gave me a hug: "I was about to
brew a cup of coffee.  Would you like a glass of
milk?"

	"Yes ma'am"

	She ushered me into her kitchen/dining area.
She poured me a glass of milk and placed it on the
table in front of me and started her coffee machine.
It didn't take long for the machine to brew and fill
her coffee mug.  She sat at the table next to me
and thanked me for the company.  I told her about
the families in the neighborhood, and she told me
about herself.

	She had married while attending college and
they had a comfortable living until cancer took her
husband.  She had two daughters: one was married
and living with her own family in another state.  The
younger daughter was away at college.  She was very
proud that during her life she had collected antique
furniture.  When she had to downsize, she had to
sell a lot of her collection but she saved the best of
her collection.  When we finished our refreshments,
she proudly showed me her home.  I can't say that I
appreciated why anyone would pay such exorbitant
prices for such elaborately carved furniture.  Just
the same we seemed to enjoy each other's company.
Over the next few months, we became close friends.
I began to spend more time next-door than at home.

	I began to help her clean the house on a
regular basis.  Mondays was the laundry day and
when we changed the bedding, I always noticed that
her sheets smelled of perfume.  Cleaning silver was a
regular chore because silver blackens so quickly.

	While we cleaned the house, we talked about a
variety of subjects ranging from movies to politics.
It was inevitable that we started to discuss personal
relationships.  Elsa asked me questions about my
friends and school.  My best friend was a girl named
Diana Domani.  She is Italian and a party Polish-
American who is very pretty.  I envy her ability to
achieve a perfect tan.

	She asked me about boys, but I sloughed it off
with a simple statement that I didn't care for boys.

	During our discussions she told me about her
husband, she told me that they had married young
and he was an adequate lover but all too often he
orgasmed too quickly to bring her to orgasm.  As his
health failed him often, he was unable to even get an
erection.  She admitted that she was required to
masturbate and she hinted that there were ways to
satisfy herself without saying what it was.

	When it became summer doing the cleaning
became sweaty work.  I would come over wearing
just shortie T-shirt and cut-off jeans.  When I went
next door and let myself in, I often found Elsa in the
kitchen where we would talk.  She even taught me to
appreciate the rich smell and taste of good coffee.

	One such morning when I entered the house, I
found her in the living room cleaning the carpet with
a carpet sweeper.  She was wearing a simple little
house dress that barely covered her ample breasts
and the hem of her dress revealed a lot of her thigh.
I don't think she noticed that I was in the room until
I said good morning.  At that moment she had been
bent over at the waist and was running the sweeper
under the sofa.  As she did so her dress rode up far
enough to fully expose her butt.

	I was surprised to see that she was not
wearing panties.  From my vantage point I was
impressed by her wide butt and the view I had of
her asshole with her puffy vulva and brown labia in
full view.  I felt uncomfortable and guilty because I
felt sexually stimulated by the sight of her ass.

	When I cleared my throat, it startled Elsa and
she stood up quickly.  She calmed down quickly and
handed me the carpet sweeper.  I took over
sweeping the carpet.  I even squatted down to get
under the sofa.  I was well aware that by doing so
that my tight low-rise cutoffs would ride down and
the white panties along with the crack of my ass
would be exposed.  I didn't look back to see if Elsa
was checking out my butt.  When I finish sweeping
the carpet, I helped her finished dusting.  Nothing
was said about me seeing her butt.

	I was distracted by visions of Elsa's butt all
day.  That night I lay in bed masturbating to visions
of her butt.  I was so stimulated I eventually fell
asleep while masturbating for the fourth time.

	The next day I went next door early and found
Elsa in the kitchen making her breakfast and she
asked me if I had eaten.  When I said no, she told
me to have a seat and she would prepare a plate for
me.  When we finished eating, we were sipping
coffee and talking.  Elsa's face got serious: "I know
you saw that I was not wearing panties yesterday,
did it bother you?"

	I was blushing like a fool and said: "I never
expected to see you like that!"

	She laughed: "I enjoy the feel of a cool breeze
on my naked crotch occasionally.  Haven't you ever
seen a naked woman's body before?"

	I sputtered in embarrassment before I said: "I
have accidently seen my mother changing after her
bath a few times by accident.  She is a modest
church going woman."

	Elsa smiled: "I am not the modest type.  I
enjoy nudity when the mood strikes me.  She added:
"I even sometimes go shopping without underwear
on."

	"Really"

	She just smiled mischievously, and lifted the
front of her dress and showed me that she was not
wearing panties.  Seeing her crotch and the small
triangle of trimmed pubic hair on her vulva I could
tell she shaved and trimmed her bush.  She placed
her right hand down there and spread her pussy
open to show me what her vagina looked like.  When
she finished playing with herself, she waved her
fingers under her own noise.

	I stood there blushing like a child, as she said:
"Think about what you saw for a couple of days.  If
you decide that you would like to learn more about
the ways women can please women and let me know!"

	I got excited and blurted out: "I masturbated
four times last night thinking about you!"

	Elsa gave me a sweet smile, picked me up bodily
and hugged me while kissing me.  I could feel her
breasts and nipples poking against my belly.  She
carried me to the sofa and sat me down as she pulled
the shorty Tee-shirt up and over her head.  She
stepped back stared at me.  It made me nervous.

	  She said: "I just wanted to admire what you
look like.  There is nothing more beautiful than the
body of a girl blossoming into womanhood!"  Then she
took hold of the front of my cutoff jeans and
toughed on them until all five buttons popped open
revealing my tiny white hip hugger panties.  The
crotch of my panties was already moist and I could
already smell the pungent odor of my own pussy.
Elsa stood in front of me and slipped her fingers
under the waistband of my jeans and panties before
peeling them both at the same time.  She pulled
them free of my feet.  She paused as if she was
afraid to touch me.

	I sat there on the sofa watching Elsa as she
reached behind her back and pulled down the zipper
of her dress.  It was an erotic show, almost a
striptease performance.  There was something so
sexually stimulating watching her slip her arms out
of the quarter sleeves off her shoulders before she
pushed the dress down her curvaceous body.  Her
large breasts spilled out of the dress like milk
ladened utters.  She struggled to push the dress
over her wide hips.  I felt like I would never tire of
seeing her crotch.  The little triangles of evenly
trimmed dark pubic hairs was her badge of
womanhood.  Her clitoris protruded from her labia
majora looking very much like the male penis of an
infant.  When she turned her back to me, I marveled
at the perfection of her plump round butt.  I also
noticed that her body had an even tan all over.
There was no tell tail evidence if she ever wearing a
bikini while developing her olden tan.  As she stepped
out of the dress her legs were the muscular legs of
a skier.  Her toenails were painted the same as her
fingernails a natural pink with quarter-moon cuticles.
She raced me and knelt on the floor between my
legs.  I was brought back to reality.

	I watched her spread my legs and she started
kissing my inner thighs switching back and forth
from tight to left legs working her way closer to my
pussy.  I was almost crying before she actually
kissed it.  I even begged her to kiss my pussy.  She
did things with her tongue that drove me crazy.  She
brought me to the brink of an orgasm.  I just could
not get over the edge, it was becoming a delicious
torture.  I was begging her to make me cum.  At that
moment she stuck the index finger of her right hand
up my anus.  The shock of what she did distracted
me and it was like a damn braking and my body
convulsed and quivered.  It felt like I was peeing.
When I returned to normal, I felt spent and
relaxed.  When I opened my eyes, Elsa was looking
up at me with her face covered with the slimy bodily
fluid.

	Elsa placed her hands on my thighs as she
lifted herself up to a standing position before she
sat next to me.  She turned her body towards me
and kissed me with tongue.  I could smell and taste
my own cum all over her face.  As she lay back
resting her head against the right armrest of the
sofa and pulled me with her.  I was laying on top of
her body.  She placed her left leg over the back of
the soda and her right foot was planted on the floor.

	Laying on top of her I could feel her warmth
and her heart beating.  I was overcome with
emotions.  I covered her face with wet kisses before
I moved down to suck and nibble on her tits and
nipples.  She was the one to let me know when she
wanted me to go down on her.  I slid down on her
body until I was face to face with her glorious cunt.
I ate her pussy like a starving animal.  While I was
sucking on her enlarged clitoris.  She was talking to
me the whole time.  She was telling what to do and
extolling my skill.  After she experienced her
orgasm and we recovered, we bathed together
before we dressed.  She sent me home with a kiss.

	I was thrilled with every visit.  We sunbathed
in her backyard naked almost every day working on
our tans before making love in her home.

	One morning my mother told me over breakfast
that my father had been asked to attend a meeting
at the Omaha home office and that she wanted to go
with him and spend a week sightseeing.  She asked
me if I would mind staying home with Elsa.  I could
hardly contain my excitement.  She added that she
had asked Elsa and she was thrilled to have your
company for a week.  I was so excited that I could
hardly wait for Friday of their departure.

	As soon as I saw them off, I was moved in with
Elsa.  We slept together that night.  I felt like I was
married to her.  She even fucked me with that
enlarged clit.  She even tongue fucked my asshole.
It was only a matter of a couple days before I
worked up the nerve to rim her asshole.  Once I tied
it, I was rimming her ass as much as I was eating her
pussy.

	When Mom and Dad got home, the following
morning Mom asked me if I had a good time with
Elsa.  My cheeks felt warm as I assured her that I
had a good time. Mother grabbed my hands across
the table: "I know you had a good time!  I had my
own Elsa when I was your age.  Your great-aunt
Charlie was my Elsa.  She taught me everything I
needed to know about sex.  I thought I was so clever
keeping it secret from my mother until my mother
sat me down and told me all about what Charlie had
been doing with each other."

	I almost panicked; "How long have you known?"

	Mom smiled: "I knew the first morning I did
the laundry and smelled your panties.  They smelled
of her perfume and the dried smell of yours and
hers cum.  I'm not reproaching you, honey.  Everyone
should have an Elsa in their lives to teach them all
about the ways to enjoy sex.?

	I felt so vulnerable and helpless.  I had no idea
what my mother going to do.  She took me by the
hand and walked me next door.  Elsa was sitting at
her breakfast table sipping coffee in one of her
little dresses.  She asked: "What can I do for you?
Can I offer you a cup of coffee?"

	Mom said; 'Yes Please."

	While we sat at the cozy glass topped table,
Elsa got up and brought two mugs and the coffee urn
to the tale.  After Mom and I took our first sip, Elsa
asked: "To what do I owe the pleasure of your
company this morning."

	Mom said: "I wanted to let you know that I
have known about why Jenifer spends so much time
over there.  I just wanted to thank you for being so
sweet to my baby.  Would you be interested in
including me into your bed as well?"

	I almost pissed my pants when I heard my
mother ask Elsa if she would like the two of us in
her bed.

	Elsa remained cool as she took a sip before
answering: "Before or after we finish our coffee?"

	There was some snickering before we put our
mugs on the sink and the two of them escorted me
to the bedroom.  It was a dizzying blur as the two of
them undressed me and each other.  I was in a
constant state of arousal with the two of them
constantly kissing and sucking on every opening of
my body.  After I had exhausted my ability to have
another orgasm, they took turns sitting on my face
and rubbing their cunts and assholes against my face
while kissing each other.

	After that day I set about seducing my
girlfriends and introducing them to Elsa and Mom.


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