Date: Mon, 31 May 2021 21:30:59 -0700
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: Two Older Women and Cute (Lesbian / Adult Youth, Interracial, oral FF/fF)

Adult Youth, Interracial, oral FF/fF

This is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between a young teen and older
women.  If this type of content offends you or you
are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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             Two Older Women and Cute
                      by
                     Jan

*	My family came from Scotland shortly after
the Jacobite's were defeated at the battle of
Culloden on August 16, 1746.  They settled in the
area of Columbia, South Carolina.  They became part
of the antebellum south and most of them still refer
to the 'Civil War' as 'The Great war to secede from
the Union'.  That is why the whites are still creating
"Jim Crow laws" to prevent minorities from voting, so
they can maintain their power.

	I was born in 1986 and grew up in one of the
privileged families that felt their way of life was
threatened by minorities.  As a result of the civil
rights act of 1964. The public schools were forced
to integrate.  That didn't affect me because I was
attending a private school that the tuition was so
expensive that only the wealthiest families could
afford to send their daughter to that school.  That
was where I met Gwen and we became lifelong
friends.  She came from a family much like my own.
As young girls we grew up with romantic notions
about our future lives.  We dreamed of marrying a
prince charming and living in homes like the ones we
grew up in.

	We were practically inseparable.  We started
having sleepovers when we were pre-teens and we
talked late into the night.  We started practicing
kissing our future dates with boys.  We even
discovered the thrill of sucking on each other's
nipples.  We soon discovered the thrill of mutual
masturbation.  We were both about 12-years-old
when we were curious about our budding breasts and
the development of pubic hair.  That led to us
eventually adding oral sex to our games.  We felt
guilty about our activity and never discussed it with
our mutual friends.

	We were fifteen before we were allowed to
date boys.  It was exciting to kiss them and allow
them to feel our breasts but we drew the like when
they wanted to play with our pussies.  I eventually
allowed a boy I was dating to go all the way.  It was
painful and as soon as he came, he was finished.  I
was disappointed.  I wouldn't let him do that again.
The romance ended when I refused to have sex with
him again.  Gwen had a similar experience.

	I was still looking for my prince charming.  I
met a 30-year-old when I was 17-years-old and he
swept me off of my feet.  He was a skilled lover.  He
ate my pussy until I was about to cum before he
mounted me.  I had orgasms even before he would
have an orgasm in me.  I had dreams of marrying him
and living my dream, but at a social party I met his
wife.  I was devastated and refused to see him
again.  Gwen and I vowed off of men and relied on
each other or sexual gratification.

	Our families sent us off to a well-known all
girls college where we were pledged to the same
sororities our mother and aunts had belonged to.
We roomed together.  We soon learned that our
sorority sisters were uninhibited.  They roomed the
hall of out dorm naked and openly joked about sex
and kissed while feeling each other up.  We were
shocked about their public displays of affection for
each other but turned on as well.  We were invited
to a party at the home of an older woman that was a
sorority sister.

	The house was amazing, it looked like it was
right out of the movie "Gone with the Wind."  There
was a manicured English garden with a huge
swimming pool with a pool house that was larger than
most homes.  I was impressed that there were so
many important women from the community and
members of the facility there drinking and smoking.
They all had coeds clinging to them.

	As the party progressed Gwen and I were
shocked to see the way everyone was behaving.  A
number of them went swimming in the all-together.
When they emerged from the pool, they didn't
bother getting dressed.  There was a lot of kissing
and feeling going on.  I saw one of my sorority
sisters on her knees sucking the pussy of a Ph.D.
professor that was a white haired in her late fifties.
Gwen and I were shocked to find out that there
were so many girls and women that were so open
about lesbianism.

	We were soon swallowed up in the fun and
games.  We joined our sisters worshiping the older
women.  It was the first time I ever tasted the
pussy other than Gwen's.  The remaining four years
was whirl wind of sex.  At the conclusion of our
education, we debated the possibility of going for
advanced degrees.  It would have allowed us to enjoy
an additional four or five years to enjoy the life of
coeds, it was too good to pass up.  We earned PhDs.
in psychology.  Our families would never accept that
we had no plans to marry within our class and chose
to live together.  Each of us had a substantial
inheritance that the family could not deprive from
us.  We took our money and moved to Wilmington,
Va.  We settled not far from "The University of
North Carolina and opened a practice.  We soon had
a thriving practice.  We were introduced the local
lesbian community by the sorority community.  We
had a lucrative business and were doing well.

	One day I got a call from a physician friend of
ours that had refereed several patents to us.  I had
our receptionist set up a date for us to interview
the girl and take care of the insurance.

	When the receptionist used the intercom to
announce the arrival of Ophelia Jones and her
mother had arrived.  My first thought was who would
ever name a child after Hamlet's tragic love.  When
the two of them were ushered into my office I was
impressed by the two of them as they entered my
office.

	My first impression was why would this young
lady needs the help of a psychologists?  They were
introduced to me as Mrs. Omega Jones and Miss
Ophelia Jones.  The mother was a tall black woman
that looked very assured of herself.  She obviously
was an alpha person.  Ophelia Jones looked confident
and attractive.  Her skin was the color of coffee
with cream.  She had the figure of an athlete and
her black braided dreadlocks looked good on her.
After shaking their hands and introducing myself I
invited them to be seated in chairs facing my desk
before returning to my chair behind the desk, and
asked them how I could help them.

	Omega took charge instantly.  "Ophelia had
been having sex with girls and thinks she is a lesbian!
She needs to learn the error of her ways!"

	I looked at the girl and saw her defiant look of
contempt for her mother.  I addressed the mother.
"I see, let me call in my associate to join us.  I used
the intercom to invite Gwen to join us.  When she
came into my office and I made the introductions I
invited Mrs. Jones to accompany Gwen to her office
so that I could talk to Ophelia.  I had to explain to
the mother that I needed to be able to talk to
Ophelia in private to gain her trust.  After Gwen led
Omega out of my office, I told Ophelia: "I want you
to be comfortable talking to me, so why don't you
tell me about yourself?"

	Ophelia was slow to warm up to me.  I assured
her that I was not judging her at all.  I just wanted
to understand why your mother dreamed it
necessary to bring you to see me?"

	"My mother is a very religious Southern
Baptist and thinks it is a mortal sin to be anything
other than a heterosexual.  She would like to have
me locked up within the church for an intervention
until I repent and become like her!"

	I assured her: "I am not here to judge your
lifestyle at all.  I want to ensure that you're
comfortable with yourself.  I invited my associate in
to separate your mother from our conversation.
From what she told me about what she perceives as
your problem is in fact is her problem.  I'm going to
advise that Gwen take your mother on as her
patent."

	Ophelia's face relaxed and she became more
talkative.  I added: "I simply want to get to know you
and your family better.  Why don't you start by
telling me about your family?"

	She started telling me about her family.  She
had five older brothers.  When she was born, her
mother was thrilled to finally have a girl.  Her
father had wanted a basketball team with spares.
He had a girlfriend and left her mainly with the
other woman eventually.  He never had anything to
do with them after that.

	Her brothers were good athletes.  They are
into basketball and track.  Ophelia was a natural
gymnast.  She was a junior in high school and growing
up.  She would be lucky to get a college scholarship
because she was no longer the flexible little pixie,
she was at twelve.  She was showing promises as a
middle-distance runner.

	She had told me that her brothers are very
protective of her. Now that she is old enough to be
allowed to date boys, her brothers have threatened
any boy that had the timidity to ask her for a date
with bodily harm if they molested her.  She
eventually did mention that a couple of her brothers
were the ones that took her virginity.  She wasn't
impressed by sex with them.

	It took a little time before she got around to
telling me about why their doctor had referred her
mother to bring her to see me.  She finally explained
to me that her mother is a very religious Southern
Baptist and she disapproves of her life choices, and
threatens to disown her if she continues having an
affair with her teammates.

	I pressed her to explain about what her
mother objected to.

	Ophelia explained that when came out to her
mother that she was a lesbian her mother overacted
and threatened to have the church step in and do an
intervention to correct her deviant behavior.  Her
mother took her to see their family doctor.  The
doctor talked her mother into bringing her to our
office.

	I sat there listening and my mouth was
watering at the prospect of getting to know this
sweet young thing.  I assured her Gwen and I would
do our best to convince her mother that the
brainwashing of a religious intervention would do
more harm than good.  In the long run she would
probably lose you completely.  We want you to be a
well-adjusted individual human being and accepted
by your family.

	Ophelia seemed to be pleased with our first
meeting.  After the two of them left our office
Gwen and I got together and discussed what we had
learned about both mother and daughter.

	We agreed that the mother was going to be
the problem.  Her religious beliefs would make it
hard to accept her daughter's lifestyle.  Even
getting her to undergo therapy would be a problem.

	We assured Mrs. Jones that Gwen would need
to see her as well to learn more about the family so
that we could evaluate the reason there was a
problem.  We would see them on different days so
that we could concentrate on them better.

	When Gwen and I saw Ophelia, we got her to
relate all about how she was introduced to sex.  She
told us about her childhood playing games with her
playmates where they kissed and explored each
other's genitalia.  By that time the three oldest
brothers were grown and married and living on their
own. The two younger brothers took turns getting
her along and talking her into sucking their cocks
and eventually mounting her and taking her virginity.
There was the pain the first couple of times the
older one fucked.  She didn't enjoy sex with them all
that much.

	She told us about what her brothers had done
to her.  Her girlfriend confessed that she had been
fucked by an older male cousin as well and she didn't
like it either.  They agreed that they liked oral sex
with girls better.  They continued sucking each
other's pussy.

	Ophelia told us that the mother of one of her
gymnastic team had offered to pick her up and take
her home from the gym.  She was even invited to
sleepovers with her daughter.  The girl started
feeling her up and they had oral sex with each other.
One day when she went to visit the girl her mother
informed her that her daughter was visiting her
grandmother, but invited her to come in and keep
her company.  The mother sat next to her on the
couch and was soon feeling her up.

	The woman not only allowed her to suck her
tits and pussy.  The woman introduced her to anal
licking.  She allowed Ophelia to fuck her with a
strap-on dildo.  After that day Ophelia had sex with
that girl and her mother regularly.  She started
having ex with a number of the gymnastic and track
teams.

	Her mother became suspicious of the amount
of time she was spending with other girls and
confronted her about having sex with them.  When
she confessed that she was a lesbian her mother
went ballistic and threatened to turn her over to the
church's intervention team.  I was able talk her into
seeing doctor first.

	Gwen and I also saw the mother on a couple of
alternate days.  We encouraged her to tell us all
about herself to better understand where Ophelia
was coming from.  In truth we were analyzing her to
discover why she objected to her daughter being a
lesbian.  We were hoping to get her to simply accept
her daughter for who she was.

	With every visit by them we began to
understand that Omega had been seduced in very
much the same way Ophelia had been.  In her case
she had a childhood crush on an older aunt as a girl
and she took advantage of her feelings to seduce
her.  Later her guilt drove her to become a religious
zealot.  In her effort to convince herself that she
was a good Christian she married young to what she
saw as a real man.  He cheated on her from the
start.  She raised her children to be good Christians.
Only a couple of them became dedicated to the
tenants of The Southern Baptist teachings.  The
other four children only played lip service to the
faith.

	We got her to delve into her guilt feeling about
her love for her aunt until she could see that it had
been her own mother that had made her feel
ashamed of her feelings.

	During our sessions with Ophelia, we assured
her that she should not feel guilty about her
feelings.  When she expressed her feelings for the
two of us, we were only too happy to oblige her.
When it was time for her sessions, we told the
receptionist to hold all calls.  Of course, she knew
what Gwen and I would be doing with Ophelia.

	I was thrilled to have an opportunity to taste
the pussy of this adorable black girl.  I'm sure Gwen
was just as excited about getting to get a taste too.
It is times like this that I'm pleased that my
furniture is made of dark brown leather because it
will be easy to clean up any bodily fluids.  We were
sitting on the couch talking when she flung her arms
around my neck and kissed me on the mouth.  It
shocked me or a moment before I returned her kiss.
We struggle while removing each other's clothes.

	I was thrilled to see her breasts that were
only a little darker than a tanned version of myself,
but her areolas were larger than mine and they were
a greedily Dutch chocolate color.  I wanted suck on
them and find out if they tasted any different.  (In
truth they tasted just like any other tit I have
sucked.)  I was also interested to find out if her
pubic hair was as coarse as the hair on her head.  It
was, but her vagina looked like any other vagina
within the folds of her labia.  She was very
emotional when I started licking and sucking on her
pussy.  After she had an orgasm and calmed down,
she was excited about making love to me.

	I lay back with my head resting on the
armrests and one leg flung over Ophelia's body.  She
was free to do whatever she was interested in doing
to me.  She was very interested in my breasts.  She
massaged them and sucked on them greedily for a
long time.  I was getting so turned on even I could
smell the aroma of my excited pussy.  I assume the
smell drew her attention to my crotch.

	She slid down our sweaty bodies until she was
face to face with my hairy pussy.  She knew what
she was doing and was very skilled at eating pussy.
There was a lot of noise as she slobbered all over my
cunt. As she sucked on my labia, she allowed the
flesh to vibrate against her lips that made a sloppy
sound.  I sang her parse until I had an orgasm.  It
was truly a pleasure laying on the couch watching her
get dressed to leave.

	The following day Gwen was seeing Omega and
they sat on her couch while they talked to each
other.  Gwen had earned her confidence and when
she asked Omega to tell her about how her aunt had
seduced her.

	Omega chose her words carefully as she stated
telling her story.  Apparently, she had gone to see
her aunt the evening after she had been on a date
with a guy.  They were sitting on the couch together
as she related how the guy had parked his 60's Buick
with a bench front seat and had pushed the seat
back for more room.  He had pulled a cock out of his
pants that liked a foot long and pulled her head down
to suck his cock.  She had gagged on it and every
time she tried to lift her head, he forced her head
down making her gage.  She was crying by the time
he came in her mouth.  The aunt had her left arm
around her body and Omega was resting her cheek
on her aunt's ample breasts.

	It was obvious that her aunt was not wearing a
bra under the cotton dress.  They were large and
soft.  Omega's tears made the dress wet.  Her aunt
did something unexpected and pulled her left tit out
of her dress and allowed her niece to suck on her tit
and nipple.  Her aunt placed her tight hand on her
tight thigh and worked her hand up and under her
dress until her warm hand was resting on her warm
moist panties.  (Omega admitted that she loved her
aunt and her aunt made her feel loved.)  Her aunt
pulled the panties aside and masturbated her until
Omega had an orgasm.

	After Omega recovered her aunt led her to
the bedroom where she undressed omega and it was
a simple matter of pulling the dress over her head
and she was only wearing blue panties.  She laid
Omega on her back across the bed.  That way she
was able to lean over Omega's head and suck on her
tits while her own heavy tits were dangling over her
face.  That way they were both able to suck on tits.
When she had enough, she walked around the bed
and spread her niece's legs and kissed her way up
her inner thighs to her niece's pussy.  Omega was
thrilled beyond belief the way her aunt ate her
pussy.  When she recovered, she insisted on doing
the same things to her aunt.

	While she was telling her story, Gwen was
feeling her up and moving her clothes aside until she
was able to suck on her tits and masturbate her.  By
the time Omega had finished her story she was so
horny she ripped Gwen's clothes off and attacked
Gwen's pussy like a hungry animal.

	On a future visit we had the two of them come
to our office together and we sat down to discuss
with them how they felt about their progress.
Omega was a little shy about having to admit that
she had a new understanding about her daughter's
feelings, and Ophelia felt more comfortable about
her own feelings.

	Gwen and I told them that we would like to
pick them up Saturday and take you to a garden
party that I think the two of you will enjoy.  They
expressed some curiosity about what to expect, but
we wouldn't tell them anything.

	We picked them up Saturday afternoon and
took them to the home of one of our sorority
sisters.  It was on the beach with access to the
water.  We introduced them to our hostess and all
of the women and coeds at the party.  There was
plenty of food and drink.  Omega was surprised to
find that there was a couple of women from her
church there.  For those so inclined they were
welcome to go swimming in the ocean in the nude.
There were plenty of coeds for the older women to
party with.  Omega and Ophelia were soon mingling
among the nude bodies getting to know the pleasure
of interracial sex with a large group of women and
girls.


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