Date: Sun, 28 Aug 2016 15:03:54 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: The Woman (Lesbian/Adult youth, oral, f/F Adult Youth, oral 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. The Woman By Jan My mother divorced my father because of his infidelity. Our standard of living was reduced substantially. We had to move into a modest dwelling in a working class neighborhood. Mother was a modest woman and did her best to bring me up right, but I was a horny girl of twelve. We had been living in the home for about a year when an interesting woman moved into a neighboring house. I was fascinated by her because she was so different from any woman I had known. One look at her and my mother warned me to talk to her. She was a full figured Mexican woman with bleached blonde hair with very dark roots. She wore bright colored clothes that showed off her body. She was obviously proud of her body. On weekends she often went out at night, only to return early on the morning. Mother told me that she was probably a whore, but I never saw her in the company of men. I was fascinated by her. I kept an eye on her. She obviously worked during the day, just like my mother. Even in her work clothes she showed off her large breasts and big butt. I wanted to talk to her, but I couldn't do it while mother was around. One evening Mother told me that Grandmother was having a gallbladder operation and she needed to go home to look after her while she recovered. She added that she was entrusting me to take care of myself and keep the house clean. She assured me that she would return as soon as Grandmother could look after herself. I assured her I would be fine. Shortly after mother had departed I realized that in Mother's absence I was free to try and befriend out exotic neighbor. I planned my move carefully by selecting what to wear. I started off by selecting a tight fitting pair of pink panties I had worn three years ago because they fit me like hip huggers. It was embarrassing for me because at 13 my breasts were still so fucking small. I was only a 34 A cup, so a brassiere was not necessary. The next item selected was a tight fitting baby blue polo shirt. I had deliberately cut off an old pair of jeans so short that I could never let my mother see them. I had washed then several times to make the legs get the shredded look. I had even cut the white pockets short enough that they wouldn't stick out from under the legs. The last thing was to select colorful Sketchers and petty socks. I made sure to be outdoors when she got home from work and waited for her near her home. When she came walking up the sidewalk I introduced myself to her and she told me her name was Gloria. She gave me a big smile and invited me in for a Coke. An offer I couldn't resist. There was nothing unusual about her home. It looked like a copy of our own home except she had colorful Mexican blanket's covering the couch and chair. She told me to have a seat on the couch while she went into the kitchenette. I heard the refrigerator door open and the hiss of cans being opened. When she came around the wall separating the small kitchen from the living room she had two cans in her hands. She handed me one as she sat down next to me by bending her thick left leg and tucking it under her right leg. That way she was facing me with her knee touching my thigh. The way she was sitting, her short tangerine skirt road up to expose her nylon clad thigh, all the way up to the top of her nylons held in place by straps from a garter belt. She opened the conversation with the comment, "I have seen you in front of your home several time. I got the feeling that you were avoiding me!" I was faced with the problem of telling her why my mother had forbidden me from talking to her. I must have blushed because I felt the heat in my cheeks. She smiles knowingly, "Your mother doesn't like me! I've noticed her disapproving looks. She thinks I dress immodestly or inappropriately for a woman my age. I couldn't help noticing that she dresses very modestly." I didn't have to respond because my smile told her the truth of her statement. "I suspect that you want to find out for yourself if I am as loose as your mother thinks I am." I blushed again. She smiled knowingly. "Your mother probably thinks I'm a whore, the way I dress! The truth is that I'm far from it. Would it shock you to learn that I am a lesbian?" I couldn't believe what she was telling me that so casually. I took too long to respond to her question. "If you don't know what a lesbian is, I prefer to have sex with women, and if the thought of me being a lesbian bothers you, you're free to leave any time you like!" Before she could say anything else I quickly said, "I was hoping you were! I would like to find out what it is like to make love with a woman." Gloria gave me a smile that said everything. "How old are you?" I wanted to lie, but I figured I better tell the truth, "I'm thirteen now." She placed her hand on my bare arm and stroked my arm. The mere touch of her hand sent a chill through my body. The look in her eyes was as if she were undressing me with her mind. I was staring her monstrous breasts. They were bulging over the top of the tight fitting bodice of her dress. They looked like they were going to rip the seams of the dress at any moment. She couldn't help but noticed where my eyes were looking. She proudly placed her hands under her breasts and lifted them up and announced, "My breast love to have someone admire and play with them." I couldn't resist reaching out with both hands to place them on her tits. I was overwhelmed by the way they felt. I swear each tit was a big as a basketball. They were held tightly in that restrictive bodice, but I could feel the soft flesh yield to the pressure of my fingers. It was like kneading cold dough only I could feel her body heat through the thin material of her dress. While manipulating her tits they started to spill out over the top of the blouse until her areolas and nipples were visible. I studied what her areolas and nipples looked like. They were proportionally as large as her breasts. The nipples were as big around and as long as the first joint of my index finger. I bend down and took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked on it as hard as I could. Gloria pulled the front of her dress down, fully exposing both of her huge breasts. Now I was free to play with both of her tits and I did my best to suck on each nipple while feeling the other one. When Gloria had enough she stood up and unfastened the back of her dress and pulled it down her body. She was not wearing a brassier so her enormous breasts sagged half way down her ribcage. The weight of them pulled her areolas into an elongated oval. She had to struggle to pull the dress over hips. I was sitting there eye level with her crotch as the dress finally fell to the floor, and she wasn't wearing panties. I had never been so close to a pussy before. Gloria's pussy was covered with a thick patch of dark pubic hair. As she stood there in front of me she thrust her hips forward to within inches of my face. The smell of her pussy was very aromatic with a moist musky aroma. I sat there looking up at the sardonic smile on her face, and I noticed the dark hairs sticking out from under her armpits. I hadn't noticed that she had hairy underarms before. I had never seen a woman that didn't shave her underarms before. I couldn't explain it but the sight of her hair and smell caused me to experience the strongest sexual emotion I had ever had. When I returned to looking at her pussy she straddled my right thigh and moved even closer to my face. I reached out around her body and placed my hands on the cheeks of her ass. I pulled her even closer, and stuck my face right into the middle of all of that hair. She placed her hands on the back of my head and pulled my face against her cunt so tightly that I couldn't breathe. She was humping my face until she had an orgasm that covered my face with her bodily fluids. Gloria pulled me to my feet and started undressing me. I stood there passively with my arms at my sides while she pulled my polo shirt out of my cutoff jeans. I had to lift my arms up for her to pull the shirt over my head. I was embarrassed having her see how small my breasts were. My areolas were no larger than a penny and the nipples looked more like a boys. I have always envied the girls with large tits like Gloria's. She seemed to approve of my tits the way she started feeling and sucking on them. I complained, "I hate the size of my tits." She responded, "Honey, don't worry about them. Small breasts are sexy, and if they stay small you won't have back problems like me." It had never dawned on me that women with big breasts had physical problems. That didn't stop me from admiring her tits though. Gloria knelt on one knee in front of me and removed my shoes and socks before she started pulling the buttons of my jeans open. She started peeling them down my legs and helping me step out of them. That left me standing there in just those tight fitting panties. It was difficult for her to get her finger under the waistband of my panties but she managed, and pulled them down my legs. After they were removed she had me spread my legs a little. From her kneeling position her head was level with my crotch. My blonde pubic hair was not very thick. one more thing I envied Gloria for. Gloria started probing my pussy. It didn't take her long to discover that I was a virgin. She stopped probing my vagina and looked up at me as she leaned forward to suck on my clit. It was all very thrilling for me. When I had an orgasm my knees went weak and I had to be supported by Gloria. My heart was pounding and it took a little time to recover. When I had recovered Gloria stood up and led me into her bedroom. I was overwhelmed with emotion as I studied her bedroom. I could smell perfume that impregnated everything, and see the way she decorated her room. It was cluttered with discarded clothes. I couldn't help noticing the photographs on the walls and furniture. Some of them had her in them, but most of them were of other women. I was intrigued by the earthy attractiveness of them. Some of them were full figured and had a mannish look about them. Others looked like teenage punkers with partly shaved heads, spiked hair in a variety of bright colors ranging from vermilion, orange, green or blue. Their bodies were covered with colorful tattoos and there were also pictures of young women that could have been fashion models. Some of their portraits had their naked breasts showing like the 18th century miniature portraits of mistresses carries in gentleman's pocket watches. The bed had not been made and the blankets were a mess. When she laid me on the bed I could smell her body odor on the sheets. When she laid on top of me and started kissing me the pussy juice on her face had dried but the smell was still strong on our faces. I could still smell her juices in my nose, but I could also smell my juices on her face. We sucked each other's tongues and felt each other's breasts for aerials for a long time before Gloria prepared us for mutual oral sex. She turned her body around so that her head was between my legs and her own pussy was over my head. I was looking up at the brownish gray lips of her dangling labia minor and her puckered asshole. The hairs around her asshole moved with every breath I exhaled. I could smell her asshole and it smelt sweet to me. I stuck my tongue into her pussy and ate her while she was eating my pussy. I eventually had a strong orgasm that left me limp for a moment. That was when Gloria sat upright, and in doing so her asshole was moved over my mouth. There was nothing I could do to stop her smothering me with her butt. I surrender to the moment and used my tongue to probe her asshole. I must have been doing it right because she was squirming around and saying all kinds of lovely nasty things until she screamed, "I'M CUMMING !" She promptly sprawled out on top of me and I felt her full body weight pressing me into the mattress. It was all so overwhelming the way I felt. I wanted to lay there the rest of my life with her on top of me. Of course it had to end. We had to eat. We also had to take care of our other bodily functions before bedtime. When we went to bed we made love for a couple of hours before exhaustion made us fall asleep. She not only ate my pussy again, she also rolled me up in a ball with my body resting on my shoulders and my knees resting next to my ears. That way my pussy and asshole were pointing at the ceiling. I was completely under her control. She spit on my asshole and pried it open with her fingers before she stuck her tongue into my ass. Even being held in that uncomfortable position for so long I still had an orgasm that left me spent. When she spooned me she reached around my body and placed my hand on her breast. It was so comforting to feel her warm body pressing against my backside. I slept like a baby all night. In the morning as the sun warmed up the bedroom I slowly became aware the room didn't smell right before I remembered that I was not in my own bed. When I moved it must have woken up Gloria, because her right hand was covering my right tit and she squeezed it. I rolled over to face her and we hugged and kissed each other. Her breath had that sour morning breath smell, but I didn't notice it after kissing her for a minute or so. We didn't bother getting dressed right away. I enjoyed being able to admire her naked body and being able to touch her as much as I wanted. We went back to bed and took turns eating pussy. I had forwarded our home phone number to my cell-phone so that I could answer the phone while being at Gloria's. When Mother called I assured her that I was not making a mess and was looking forward to her return home. I would return home after school, change clothes and do my homework to kill time until Gloria would get home from work. As soon as she would get home I would make a beeline for her home. Gloria would welcome me with open arms. Some times during the next two weeks I would spend the night with her. Mother called me while I was lying between Gloria's legs to tell me that she would be coming home on Sunday evening. I assured her that the house would be clean. That meant that I would only be able to visit Gloria when Mother was not round. I was heartbroken at the prospect of not being able to visit Gloria whenever I liked. It never occurred to me that a busybody neighbors would tell my mother that I had been seen visiting Gloria in her absence. One afternoon when Mother I got home from work, she nervously confronted me about how I had spent my time while she had been away. She interrupted my cover story to inform me that I had been seen visiting that Mexican woman across the street. She insisted that I accompany her to church services and publicly confess my sins. I refused to do so. That was the first time in my life that I had rebelled against my mother's authority. Mom threatened to call the authorities and turn the woman in. I assured her that I would leave home and never talk to her again. She broke down and sat in a chair buried her face into her hands and bawled like a baby. At that moment I realized that I was in control. I told her that I would chose my friends from now on, and I would not go to church with her anymore. It surprised me how easily I assumed control. After I started buying my own clothes to look like other girls I made friends with some of my classmates. My mother was devastated to see me discard the modest clothes in favor of clothes she disapproved of. I bought dresses and skirts with the hemlines above the knees, and my clothes exposed my arms. I bought clothes in colors and prints in keeping with fashion. My previous attire had been the subject to ridicule, but having abandoned the conservative attire I was accepted by the girls at school and in our neighborhood. There was one girl in particular that became my best friend. Her name was Jean and she was well built, but she wore glasses and that made her feel unattractive. She lived on the next block, and we started visiting each other's homes and spending a lot of time in each other's rooms. One day she asked me if it was true that I was having sex with an older woman. I was shocked to hear that there was a rumor going around that I was having lesbian sex with an older woman. I was too flustered to say anything. Jean placed her hand on my arm, "I didn't mean to upset you! I want to find out what it is like to have sex with a woman myself. If the rumors are true I would like you to teach me." It took me a moment to recover, and I realized that she had befriended me because she had heard rumors that I was a lesbian. Her hand was still resting on my arm, so I leaned closer to her and kissed her on the lips. Jean wrapped her arms around me and hugged me while we continued to kiss. I felt the desire to feel her breasts because she was better built than me. Of course her breasts were not as large as Gloria's but they were bigger than mine. I placed my hand inside of her blouse and squeezed her tit. We had to be quiet because her mother could hear us if we made to much noise. We started taking removing each other's panties. We started off masturbating each other before we started sucking each other's pussy. I felt a degree of power being the one teaching another girl how to please another person. Having discovered my leadership abilities I found that other girls wanted to have sex with me. That didn't interrupt my relationship with Gloria. I loved her and couldn't get along without the feel of her warmth of her body against me. One evening, while we were lying in bed after eating each other's pussies, the phone rang. Gloria reached over my body to pick up the wireless receiver. She was lying over my body with her free hand resting on my pussy. After the hello greeting the conversation told me that she knew the woman she was talking to, and I felt a twinge of jealousy. It upset me when she invited the person to drop by for a visit. When she hung up, I asked her testily if she want me to leave. She assured me that she wanted me to stay and meet her friend. We got dressed before the woman arrived. I put the clothes I had worn that day while Gloria put on slacks and a halter top that was made with two large triangular panels that would have covered the huge tits of most women, but in her case plenty of flesh was visible on either sides of the material trying to cover her tits. When we heard the rap of knuckles on the door Gloria answered the door and welcomed in the woman, and introduced me to her. Her name was Ashley, and I recognized her as one of the portraits on her vanity showing off her naked 38 C+ tits. Ashly was obviously surprised and disappointed to find a teenager in Gloria's home. She was wearing slutty clothes similar to the type that Gloria would wear. Gloria insisted on Ashley and I sit next to each other on the couch while she made us drinks of with a generous amount of whisky and Coke. When she joined us I was sitting between the two of them. I felt uncomfortable sitting beside a woman that obviously disliked me. Gloria assured Ashley not to worry about me because I was a quick learner! To prove her point she said, "Go ahead Ashley give her a kiss." I didn't know how to react when the woman took me in her arms and kissed me on the mouth. I found her mouth to be soft and fragrant as she stuck her tongue into my mouth. My body reacted much the same way it had the first time Gloria had kissed me. Gloria placed her hand on my thigh and slid it up my thigh bringing my skirt with it. My panties were wet by the time her fingers touched my crotch. I found it embarrassed that Gloria was allowing another woman to kiss me while she was playing with my pussy. Gloria reach across my body to grasp Ashley's hand and place it between my legs. The woman started stroking my pussy. I surrendered to their desire completely. They laid me back against the back of the couch as they removed my clothes. Over the months of having Gloria playing and sucking on my tits they had grown to a respectable 34 C size. Ashley seemed to enjoy sucking on my nipples, while Gloria removed my panties. Then she pulled Ashly's head down to my pussy. When she started licking my pussy she didn't need additional encouragement. She set about eating my pussy with relish. When it was over I suggested to Ashly that she might like to meet a girlfriend of mine. She was excited at the prospect, so I made arrangements for Jean to meet Ashley. When Jean's mother discovered that her daughter was having sex with an older woman she didn't fly off the handle. She asked to meet Ashly and after meeting her she started having sex with Ashly too. Gloria, Ashley and Jean's mother conspired to seduce my mother. Jean's mother was a friend of my mother, so it was a simple matter to invite her to her home for tea. When she arrived she was surprised to find Gloria and Ashley there. After introductions here was a frank discussion that ended in them talking my mother into experimenting with group sex where she of the object of three adult women seducing her. I was surprised to learn that my mother had been brought out. Mother even fell in love with Jean. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.