Date: Tue, 6 Mar 2018 14:45:53 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: You Can't Tell Mom (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, oral g/Fg) Adult Youth, oral, oral g/Fg 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: Copyright 2018 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@gmail.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. You Can't Tell Mom By Jan My sister and I got along like a lot of sisters. We argued about who's turn it was to do the chores, and who owned items of clothing, but when someone attacked either of us we came to each-others defense. I was the older sister by twenty-one months. I was twelve years old when things changed for me. My family rented a small home in a neighborhood where all of our neighbors also rented their homes. The turnover of neighbors was a complete change about every ten years. As a result, the block seemed to always have a lot of young children. There was a lot of preschoolers and very few older teenagers. There were only a couple of girls my age in the neighborhood, so I was more or less forced to play with the younger girls. As it happened one day a single mother moved next door with a young child. I even helped the woman move boxes from the rented truck into the house. The house came furnished. I talked to her and found out a lot about her. Her name was Cathy and her two-year-old daughter was named Carrie. She was divorced from an abusive husband. She was on welfare, because she was unable to work. I never found out why she was unable to work; but having an adult around gave me someone to talk to, and she was just as starved for company as me. Cathy can only be described as a full-figured woman. Each of her thighs were bigger around than my waist. Her breasts were huge. I knew that because her heavy breasts sagged so much and her nipples showed through her cheap thin cotton dresses and the front of dresses were often moist from leaking milk. She had short curly dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. I spent a lot of time with her and we became close friends. I helped change Carrie's dippers. When the baby needed to be fed Cathy would simply pull out a big breast and put the nipple in the baby's mouth. I was fascinated by the sight of her tit. The big soft tit would flow over her hand as she placed her hand under it. The mauve colored areolas were as big around as the mouth of a coffee cup. The nipples were as large as the first joint of my index finger. While cradled Carrie on her lap the baby would latch onto the nipple and suck hard on the nipple. The sight of the baby nursing made me feel sexually stimulated. I was at an interesting stage of development. My body was well on the way of changing from a girl to a woman. I was starting to menstruate regularly, my breasts felt sore and were a B-size and I was growing dark brown pubic hair. I was shaving my underarms and was proud of my pubic bush. I had discovered the pleasures of masturbation. I was embarrassed when caught stimulating myself. I couldn't bring myself to talk to my mother about sex, but I was able to talk to Cathy about sex. After all Cathy was comfortable about whipping out her tits to breast feed Carrie. Carrie was almost three-years-old and wanted to play with the neighbor girls close to her age, and she was eating solid foot, so the need to be breasts fed was getting to the time when she would wean herself from the tit. On one of those days when Carrie was outdoors playing Cathy complained, "Damn, my breasts are full! If I don't milk them it hurts." The front of her dress was soaking wet and milk was dripping through the material of her cheap cotton dress. She asked me, "Would you like to do me a favor and suck my tits for me?" I had no memory of nursing my mother's breasts and had been wondering what breasts milk tasted like. I suspect that Cathy could tell what I was thinking by the way I started at her breasts. When I greed she sat on the couch near the right armrest and invited her to lay on the couch with my head resting on her lap. She pulled both tits out of her dress and held one in her hand as she guided the nipple to my mouth. I saw four drops of watery milk appear on several locations on the nipple. When she squeezed the tit milk sprayed my face from different angles. Only a couple of streams actually went into my mouth. I closed my eyes and clamped onto the nipple and stated sucking. At first, it tasted like the flesh when I suck on my arm when I scratch my arm, then I tasted her milk. It was strange because I got the slight taste coffee in her milk. Later Cathy explained that milk would be flavored by what woman ate or drank. She said that eating celery stalks made her milk the sweetest. I sucked her tit until she told me it was starting to hurt because it was empty. She withdrew that breasts and replaced it with the other tit. I sucked that one dry as well. It gave me a funny feeling in my crotch. I actually wanted to play with myself. Carrie finally weaned herself from the breast. Cathy wanted me to continue nursing from her breasts. She told me that it hurt if she didn't empty them several times a day. The idea of sucking on her tits whenever she wanted me to do it for her was erotic for me. One afternoon I was just wearing shorts and a T- shirt while I was laying on her lap sucking on her tit and Cathy placed her hand on my tummy. She rubbed my tummy for a short time before she slipped her hand under the waistband of my shorts and under the elastic of my underwear. I stopped sucking as I felt her fingers seeking out and found my clitoris. Being masturbated by someone else was far more exciting than doing it to myself. My pussy was sopping wet and I had an orgasm. Cathy leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. No one had ever stuck their tongue into my mouth before. One of the things I had noticed from the first time I lay my head on her lap was the pungent odor of her pussy. After the first day she had masturbated me I was bold enough to find out what her pussy felt like. After I had emptied her tits and she had masturbated me I sat up and placed my hand on her thigh. I pulled her dress up to expose her crotch. I was fascinated by the sight of her pussy. Her pussy was wedged between thick thighs and her soft belly folded over bulge of her vulva was scarcely covered with strands of pubic hair. She spread her legs to give me access to her pussy. Her labia majora was fat and hid her labia minora within and her clitoris was buried within the red meaty flesh. I had never gotten a good look at a pussy before. Holding a mirror between my legs was not the same as putting my face between the warm legs of an adult woman and getting a good look at a pussy. The air was humid, warm and the pungent smell was heady. I was curious what it would feel like and ran my fingertip over every inch of it. I wanted to taste it but was reluctant to stick out my tongue, but I tentatively stuck out my tongue and flicked it across her little clitoris. Cathy placed her hands on the back of my head and pulled my face against her pussy. I sought out her clit ad sucked on it. I was doing my best to suck all of her flesh into my mouth. She was extoling me to suck harder and assuring me that I was doing a great job. My reward was as sudden gush of warm liquid into my mouth. At first, I, thought she had peed into my mouth, but it was slimy on my tongue and had very little taste. She assured me that it was cum and asked me if I liked the taste. I wasn't sure but told her that it didn't taste bad at all. Cathy had me stand on the couch with my butt resting against the back of the couch while she used her tongue to bathe my pussy. She probed the folds of my cunt with her tongue until I moaned that I was cumming. She attached her mouth to my vagina and did her best to suck the contents out of my cunt. I was visiting her every day to suck her tits dry twice a day. While doing so we were masturbating each other. We developed a true taste for sucking pussy. My younger sister became curious why I was spending so much time in the home of our neighbor. She didn't believe me when I told her that I helping with her daughter, after all Carrie was outside playing with other girls while I was inside with Cathy. Eventually my sister slipped into Cathy's house without Cathy and I hearing her. My sister managed to see what we were doing from a hallway. I was kneeling on the floor in front of the couch sucking Cathy's pussy. She also saw Cathy suck my pussy. That night while we were in our bedroom she confronted me with what she had seen. I almost panicked when she told me what she has seen. "Please, YOU CAN'T TELL MOM!" My sister realized she had power over me and she used it to make me suck her pussy. Just sucking her pussy wasn't enough. She presented her butt to me and spread the cheeks and demanded that I lick her asshole. The strange thing was that even though I hated having to do that to her I started to like doing it. One afternoon while visiting Cathy and she had sucked my pussy and we were changing places and she was bent over the couch I placed my hands on her butt and spread her cheeks and smelled her asshole before licking it. She froze while I actually tongue fucked her asshole. Of course, we it was inevitable that Carrie would find out that we were having sex with each other. Her first reaction was jealousy. After all I was drinking the milk that had been hers. Her mother's tits were hers as far as she was concerned. It took her mother a while to get Carrie to accept that her mother wasn't going to end our relationship. She even got used to seeing us being naked in front of her and engaging in sex with each other. I will never regret the things she taught me that summer. When she moved away I was only without an older lover for a short time. That was another story. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay6969@gmail.com.