Date: Tue, 22 Mar 2022 21:49:39 -0700
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: Trailer Park Widow (Lesbin / Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/FFF)

Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/FFF

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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
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                Trailer Park Widow
                       By
                      Jan

	I was always self-conscious because I was
always aware that I was never the best-looking girl
in any of the classrooms at school.  I hated the
adage "BOYS DON'T MAKE PASSES AT GIRLS
THAT WEAR GLASSES!"  My hair was a dull brown.
I envied the pretty blonde-haired girls that looked
like their hair reflected the sun.  By the time I was
old enough to be in high school the other girls had
shapely figures and I still had the figure of a boy.
Also, my clothes were secondhand from Goodwill.
My father left my mother for another woman.

	My mother was forced to go on county welfare.
We had to move into a trailer park.  The big new
double expandable trailers were near the swimming
pool.  The older single trailers were in the back near
the communal wash and bathroom.  We rented an old
faded blue metal trailer that was only twenty-five
feet long.  It had been built shortly after World
War II.  It smelled of propane gas and seventy-five
years of cooking.  Mom's bedroom was in the back of
the trailer and the dining table let down and the
cushions were used to make my bed.  I spent a lot of
time alone while my mother worked part time jobs.

	Companies keep their salary expenses down by
hiring a lot of part time employees.  That way
companies can get away with paying less than the
minimum wage and they don't have to pay benefits
like medical and with big turnovers they get away
with nit report all of the part time employees to
social security while withholding a tax portion from
their pay.  Living like that is not a living wage and
even with the county help we barely made ends meet.
Living in those conditions makes for a deplorable
condition for children.

	There were a lot of latch key children in the
park of all ages.  The older ones tend to bully the
younger ones and even sexually abuse them.  They
frightened me, so I avoid ever being alone with any
of them.

	Several of the old single trailers in the back
were rented by older widows and a couple of them
were rented by younger women who were whores.
The trailer next to ours was occupied by an older
widow, named Thelma.  I guess she was in her fifties.
As far as I knew she only owned two dresses.  She
was happy to look after me while my mother worked
or went on dates.  She owned a Singer sewing
machine and taught me how to sew on it.  She also
taught me how to play cards.

	I thought she was a warm and lovely woman.  It
didn't matter to me that she was a full-figured
woman that was at the stage of life that her skin
was sagging and wrinkles were deepening.  You could
tell that she rarely wore a bra.  In her youth her
breasts must have been full and proud, now they
were sagging on her ribcage like empty bags.  Her
dark chestnut was graying at the temples but her
eyes were still clear and alert.  She was always
complementary about my looks.  It is nice to hear
even if you know that you're a scrawny girl with
mousy hair and wear horn rimmed glasses.  I often
wished she was my mother.

	On one of those fall evenings that they call a
false summer when it is unseasonably warm.  Mom
had a date with her latest heart throb, so she had
asked Thelma: "Would you please look after Marie
for tonight?"  She was pleased to do so.  I went next
door before I had to meet him because I didn't like
him.

	Thelma and I played Harts to 500 points
before we made dinner together.  We watched an
old classic Jimmy Stewart movie.  When we agreed
to get ready for bed, she assured me that there was
no need for me to sleep on the sofa.  Her bed was a
full size and there was plenty of room.

	There was very little room on either side of
the trailer to change clothes because the bed filled
up most of the back of the trailer.  Thelma sat on
the bed to remove her shoes and nylon socks before
she stood up to unbutton the front of her dress.

	I was only wearing a Broncos football team T-
shirt, old cut of blue jeans, baby blue panties, and
cheap second-hand tennis shoes.  Even with my
simple attire there was no way I was going to get
undressed before her, because when she unbuttoned
the front of her dress and proceeded to pull her
arms out of the sleeves it revealed that she was not
only not wearing a bra, she was not wearing panties.
I got a quick look at her body before she crawled
over the top of the bed.

	I saw that she had a thick patch of underarm
hair, she also had a few hairs that ringed her
areolas.  When I looked down, I saw that there was
a trail of dark hairs running from navel down to the
thick dark patch of pubic hair covering her crotch
and spreading down the inside of her thighs, and
when she was crawling across the bed, I saw that
she had a lot of hair filling her butt crack.  I was
surprised by the sight of so much hair.  I would have
thought I would have been repulsed by the sight of
so much hair, but for some reason being in the
confined space close enough to be able to smell not
only the toilet water she used every day, the smell
of her pussy and asshole filled the area of her
bedroom and it turned me on sexually.

	As soon as I peeled my own panties down and
stepped out of them, I mounted the bed and
followed her to the head of the bed.  She was laying
on her back with her left arm laying across the
pillow that was mine to use.  I lay next to her and
rested my head on her arm.  My face was inches
away from her armpit and it had a sweaty sour smell.
There was something about the smell that excited
me.  Her big left breast just slid over to rest
against my body, as she turned to face me and wrap
her legs around my right thigh.  She started humping
my leg and I could feel her pubic hair rubbing her
scent on my leg.  I sundered to her will.

	She picked up her flabby tit with her right
hand and fed the nipple to my open mouth.  I felt
like a child sucking on her tit.  I could feel the
occasional hair under my tongue as my saliva
plastered the hair against her mauve areola.  When
she had enough of me sucking on both of her nipples,
she pushed me over onto my back and spread my
legs.  She moved her body between them and she
knelt over me and started liking the inside of my
thighs as she worked her way closer to my pussy.
The things she did with her tongue was an education
in the way to please women.  I had never had an
orgasm induced by someone else before.  I was
brought to the brink of an orgasm quickly but I
became frustrated because I just couldn't have an
orgasm.  I was reduced to tears and begging Thelma
to make me cum.  That was when she took my clitoris
between her teeth and bit down just hard enough to
induce enough pain to distract me.  That was all it
took to cause me to have an orgasm that caused me
to black out briefly.  When I came too, I felt warm
dampness under my butt.  It took a moment before I
realized that I had peed in Thelma's face and was
laying in a pool of my own urin.  I was embarrassed.

	Thelma assured me that it was fine.  She would
do the laundry in the morning.  Then she pulled me
by my legs down to the middle of the bed and walked
on her knees up my body until she straddled of my
head.  I was looking up at her hairy cunt.  She
lowered her body and maneuvered her body until her
labia spread over my face.  The warm slimy flesh
tasted salty at first but soon tasted like raw meat.
She was riding my face like an English equestrian.
She was telling me how good it felt and how good I
was at eating pussy.  When she froze and announced
that she was cumming, my mouth was filled with an
abundant amount of her lubricating fluid.

	We cuddled together and covered our bodies
with the damp blankets.  She woke me up early in the
morning hours and this time she not only ate my
pussy she lifted my butt up with both hands and
proceeded to tongue fuck my asshole until had
another orgasm.  When she finished, we went back
to sleep until almost noon.  That was the beginning of
my introduction into me becoming a lesbian.

	I began to spend more time with Thema than I
did at home.  There was one afternoon that I was
naked and sitting on Thema's lap being masturbated
by her, when there was a knock at the door.  I
panicked and gathered up my clothes and ran to her
bedroom and hid behind the cabinet.  I heard
Thelma answer the door.  It was one of the wives of
one of our neighbors, named Shella.

	After Thema closed the door, I heard Shella
ask: "I had to come by and ask if something is
wrong?  You have not moved the potted plant for
weeks."

	Thelma said: "I have been entertaining a new
card member for our card games."

	Shella sounded excited when she asked: "Is it
Marie?"

	"What makes you think it is her?"

	"She has been spending a lot of time here
lately!"

	Thelma then said: "I will be moving the plant
soon to let you know when we can have a card game."
There wasn't much more said before Shella left.  I
joined Thelma in the front of the trailer.  My first
question was: "What was she talking about and what
is so special about a potted plant?

	"We have a group of ladies in the park that
gather during the day and some evenings to play
cards.  We make it a little more interesting after
each hand by having the person left holding the old
maid (Queen of Spades) has to perform oral sex on
the other three ladies at the table.  The couple that
reaches the agreed number of points get to
determent what sexual activities for the evening."

	It struck me that was why she had taught me
to play cards.  I rubbed my fingers between my labia
and waved my fingers under her nose: "Is that why
you taught me to PLAY?"

	Thelma chuckled: "Exactly."

	"I'm ready to play."

	Thelma went out on the porch and picked up a
clay pot with a plant and moved it to the front near
the hand rail and came back into the trailer.  It was
only a matter of minutes before a group of three
women arrived at her door.  A folding card table was
set up and chairs were set up.  Thelma introduced
me to the ladies.

	There was Shella, a pleasant dishwater blonde
that was the mother of two children.  The second
woman was black haired woman that was of from
India that happened to be a lesbian.  The third
woman in attendance was a woman that was from a
rural Kansas community that had four children in
school and also on welfare.  I was told to watch for
today, in the future, we would set up a second table.

	The fourth women took their places at the
table and started playing.  I was enlisted to refill
glasses and bowls with chips and dips.  At the
conclusion of every hand there was an interruption
of the action for the woman caught holding the old
maid to work her way round the table sucking the
pussy of the other three women.  When winning
partners amassed the total number of points the
victors were allowed dictate how the losers would
satisfy their sexual desires.  There was a lot of
jocularity as they were ordered to rim their asses.
I was invited to suck the tits of all four women and I
was finger fucked by them.

	My mother began to suspect what was going on
at Thema's trailer.  When she found out she insisted
on becoming a member.  She seemed to enjoy
watching me servicing the other women.  She was
attracted to a very attractive dark-haired daughter
of one of the women.


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