Date: Fri, 17 May 2019 17:28:47 -0700 From: Jan none Subject: Young college Student (Authoritarian and Incest, oral anal, F/FF) Authoritarian and Incest, oral anal, F/FF 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. Young College Student By Jan The first day of the local community girl's junior college saw the young freshmen wondering around looking for the buildings and classrooms. They were all to aware that if they are not there to answer the roll call their place would be taken by a student with an addition card. My name is Elle and was one of the new freshmen and had the look of a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming truck. I was the product of an overprotective grandmother. My mother had died of cancer before I was old enough to attend pre-school. My 70-year-old grandmother Emily raised me. As a result, I was a very shy girl. I looked much younger than my chronical age. It didn't help that I was only four-foot eleven-inch, 85-pound, size five girl. My overprotective grandmother had sheltered me from bonding with my classmates and neighbor girls. I had been brought up in a very religious household. Emile was a widow that had been abused by her husband, as a result, she mistrusted all males. A fact that was not lost on me. I had never even seen the body of a naked woman until her grandmother got sick and I had to bathe her. I paid for the generation gap by becoming unsure of myself and painfully shy. One of the classes I was enrolled in was a political science call 101. The classroom was located on the second floor of the admiration building. I had always sought to not draw attention to myself and when I found the classroom, I deliberately sat in a desk against the wall in the second row. Slowly the other students filled in and distributed themselves in the vacant desks. Some other them were talking to their neighbors. Everything went quiet when a tall woman strode into the room and placed a leather briefcase on the desk at the front of the room. She turned her back on the class and write on the green chalkboard with yellow chalk, "Ms. Lana Taylor - Political Science 101." She turned to face the class, then she pulled a printout of names. She proceeded to read the list of names. The girls responded with "Here" at the conclusion of the roll call there were two names that got no response. She used a ballpoint pen to line out the names, and announced, "Are there anyone here that was not called out or has an add card." As student rose and came forward and handed her an add card. She wrote down the girl's name and told her to return to her seat. She came around the desk and leaned against the desk and gave us a speech about the objectives of the class and a list of five books she demanded that we purchase at the student store. She excused us to go to the student store, with the reminder that the class was on Monday, Windway, Fridays and the time. I was impressed with the sophisticated woman about thirty-years-old, with a full figure. She moved like a cat, even though she had wide hips, bulbous butt, and thick thighs. Her suit coat covered full breasts. Her size gave her an air of command while she also projected a motherly demeanor. She was defiantly an alpha personality. On her, the extra weight looked good, and sway of her hips ase she walked was eye-catching. I was both intimidated and attracted to her. During her lectures, we found out that she had a law degree and licensed to practice law in the State. I wondered why she chose to teach when she could earn a lot more money practicing law. During the fall semester, on a couple of occasions, I noticed that the front of her blouse became moist when her jacket moved enough for me to see her large breasts. I couldn't believe that she was lactating. As much as I tried to not draw attention to myself there was something about me that attracted her to me. She sought me out to talk to me after class one day she invited me to accompany her to her office during her office hours. We made our way down the hall to her office. This was my first visit to her office and I quickly took in what her office looked like. There was a makeshift bookcase against the wall with a leather couch in front of it with a wooden desk near the window and a credenza in front of the window. There a single cup coffee machine on the credenza. She invited me to have a seat on the couch and asked if I would like a cup of coffee. I said, "If you are having one, I would love a cup." She rounded her desk and prepared two cups of coffee. She asked if I would like creamer or sweetener. I opted for sweetener. She added Sweet-in-low to my cup before brewing my coffee. She took hers black and she joined me on the couch. There was a quiet moment while we tasted our coffee. Mine was a sweet rich flavored blend. Then Ms. Tylor told me, "you can call me Lana outside the classroom. I would like to know more about you. Why don't you tell me about yourself?" I was reluctant to talk about myself, but before long I told her just about everything. She expressed sympathy for my loss of my mother and she learned that my grandmother was overly protective of me. I had never been allowed to date boys. Lana expressed her concern for me because college life was so amoral. She assured me that I could confide in her anytime I wanted. I felt a bond between us and trusted her. We often had coffee together after class. One afternoon she invited her to have dinner with her. I accepted and she drove me to her home. On this occasion when she removed her jacket the front of her louse was wet on the front of both breasts. She exclaimed, "Damn, I'm leaking again! Do you mind if I change and do something about this?" I was dumbfounded and sputter, "Not at all." She led me to her bedroom where she removed her skirt and hung the jacket and skirt in her closet before removing her blouse and pulled soaked pads from her nursing bra. Milk was dripping from her nipples. She picked up a breast pump and attached the clear cup to one nipple and started squeezing the rubber bulb that sucked milk out of the nipple and it flowed into an attached bottle. Lana explained, "I had a miscarriage a couple of years ago. I was already lactating, so I donate my milk to an organization that provides mother's milk to women that are unable to provide milk for their babies." She lifted the breasts she was milking and added, "It is embarrassing how often my tits leak." I sat on her bed transfixed watching her empty one tit and them milk the other tit. When she finished milking her tits, she caped the bottle and asked, "If you don't mind, I will change my clothes." I watched her peal down her sexy panties over her big round butt. While she retrieved fresh panties and a fresh nursing bra with dry pads in the cups. While I watched she admired her statuesque body in the full-length mirror with her back to me. She demonstrated her ability to jiggle her wide buttocks independently. She giggled, "Forgive my boldness! I just enjoy being naked." She turned to face me as she put on the fresh bra. I found myself staring at the dark patch of pubic hair. As she stepped into her fresh panties, I witnessed her labia open and saw her large clitoris. As Lana straightened up, she reached for a simple house dress. She handed me the worm bottle, as she gathered up her soiled clothes and led me in her bare feet down the hall, stopping long enough to deposit the clothes in the hamper in the bathroom. When we reached the kitchen, she took the bottle from my hand and put in the fridge. She said, "Some young baby is going to be fed well." I had no memory of nursing from my mother and the subject never came up while talking to my grandmother. The idea of pressing my face into a soft tit and sucking warm milk from a plump nipple fascinated me. I'm sure I blushed at the thought. Lana set about preparing the meal for us. I was distracted by the sight of her vomitous body as her butt swayed as she moved around the kitchen. At the conclusion of our meal, she told me that it had been a pleasure having my company and suggested that it was time for her to put on shoes and take me home. On the ride back to the grandma's we engaged in more small talk. When she dropped me off in front of the home, she told me how much she enjoyed my company and looked forward to doing it again. Grandma came out of the house to meet my teacher. I introduced them, and grandma insisted that Lara call her Emily. Lana also insisted that she call me by her given name too. As Lana drove away, I felt there was some tension between them. I stood there watching her drive away. I was flattered by her interest in me. I felt an attraction to her, almost like she had a motherly feeling for me. Our meetings after class became a regular practice. I had dinner at her home almost once a week. On a couple of occasions, I watched her milk her tits. One day I went to her office s least an hour before class and Lana asked me to do a favor for her. She told me that she forgot to milk her tits before coming to the campus, would you be kind enough to allow me to nurse you so that I don't leak during my lecture? I had thought about doing that plenty of times. I almost wet my panties at the thought of actually getting to do it. Lana sat on the couch and had me lay on my back with my head on her lap. Then she exposed both breasts and guided the nipple of her left tit to my mouth. I was in heaven sucking on her tit. When her left tit was empty, she fed me the right nipple. While I was nursing, she placed her hand on my crotch and stroked my crotch until I had an orgasm. We straightened up and wet to class in plenty of time. Weekends after that I often found reasons for visiting Lana. She started saying things like, "I own you now. You're my little girl", Lena says as she enjoys the young mouth nursing from her mammary glands. We no longer needed to make excuses for me to suck her tits. We would get undressed and we would masturbate each other while I nursed. When Lana asked me to suck her pussy, I was thrilled to bury my face in her hairy crotch and seek out her clit and suck on it like it was another nipple. At home, I was constantly talking about Lana. Grandma seemed to be cold whenever I ran on about my teacher. I learned not to bring up any topic about Lana and our activities. The next time I was having dinner with Lana I mentioned, "I think my grandmother is jealous about you and me." Lana had taken to addressing me with pet names like Baby, Honey, Sweetie when we were not on campus. One evening Lana was sitting on her favorite chair with her feet on a footstool and asked me to remove her shoes and rub her feet. I sat on the footstool and rested her feet on my lap and started rubbing the bottom of her feet and pressing her toes. She closed her eyes and moaned. The longer I worked on her feet the more I noticed that she was resting the other foot with her head resting on my crotch. I felt guilty because it felt good though. The next time I visited Lana after I had been home, she waited until she felt it was appropriate and asked me if I had told my grandmother about the foot massage. Of course, I had never mentioned it because I felt guilty about enjoying the feeling her heel had induced in me. I realized that Lana had replaced my grandmother as my mother figure. Lana was taking me shopping for clothes that were appropriate for a young college student. I stopped dressing like an old maid. The change in my attire didn't sit well with grandma. She did try to impose her authority over my conduct, but I finally was forced to tell her that I was an adult now. One day while I was in Lana's office with her, she received a call. I heard her say, "Hello, of course, Emile you are welcome to come to my office to discuss Elle." After she hung up, she told me that Emile would be there in about a half hour. In preparation for her visit, Lana took her panties off and had me take off all of my clothes. She put them in a desk drawer. When grandma knocked on the door. Lana had me get under her desk, while she answered the door. When she welcomed Emile into her office and invited her to sit on the chair in front of her desk while she rounded the desk and sat on her swivel chair and pulled herself to the desk. She spread her thick thighs around my body as I crouched on my knees. I placed my hands on her thighs and kissed her thick inner thighs before pressed my face in the moist fragrant pubic hair. I started licking her vagina with long strokes of my tongue. Emile was oblivious of what was going on as she begins discussing what she came to say. "Lana I'm concerned that your personal relationship with my granddaughter will interfere with her education. Lana took a deep breath as she experienced a wave of pleasure being caused by my tongue on her clit. "Emile, I am very careful not to let my personal tutoring interfering with the progress of the education of a student. It is a benefit for students to have a mentor guide them in their overall development both as a student and as a useful member of society." She was doing a good job convincing Emile. One could take her pauses in speech as doing o for effect, but in truth, she was experiencing little orgasms. She was caressing my cheeks with her soft thighs. Emile expressed concern the Elle would fall behind if she wasn't pushed. Lana said, "your granddaughter is right where she belongs right now!" She reached under the desk with her left hand and placed it on the back of my head and smashed my face against her cunt. While I listened to their exchange, I felt guilty for deceiving my grandmother. That didn't stop me from slobbering all over the wet cunt. I wanted to please my teacher. My efforts were rewarded when Kana had an orgasm and squirted her cum into my mouth. Emile was concerned by Lana's seeming distraction. "Elle wants to enter medical school eventually; she can't afford to get behind in her studies." Lana invited Emile to come to her home for dinner and they could discuss a study plan that would keep Elle on track. I didn't understand that Lana was planning on using her leverage to seduce my grandmother too. Lana arranged to host my grandmother while I was on a field trip with another class. When my granny arrived at Lana's home, she welcomed her and sat with her on the couch as she convinced her, "I can see to it that Elle passes every class and is admitted to medical school if you are willing to do everything an ask!" My grandmother was willing to do anything necessary to ensure Elle achieves her desire to become a doctor. It must have been very intimidating because Lana was easily twice the size and half the age of my grandmother. Lana was sitting there with a lightweight polished cotton dress and bare footed. "I am a very sexual woman, are you willing to make me cum with your mouth?" Granny may have misgiving about performing oral sex on a woman because of her religious beliefs, was willing to do anything for me. As Lana lifted her skirt to reveal the lack of panties covering her crotch, Emile slid off the couch and knelt between Lana's legs. Lana secretly films everything as granny submitted to Lana's desires. She placed her thing fingers on the plump thighs and moved her head between Lana's legs and started licking the hairy cunt. Lana lay back and placed her hands on the shortly cropped gray hair and extolled Emile's efforts to tongue fuck her cunt. When Lana was satisfied by having a couple of orgasms and breastfeeding the old woman with her breasts milk, she demanded that Emile make plans to visit her regularly because she had videoed everything and would show them to me if she didn't comply. The following date was much worse for Emily, as Lana, pined her to the floor easily, using her superior strength and weight as she sat on her with her big buttocks. Emile is handcuffed, whipped, humiliated in many ways, all secretly filmed again. Emile still doesn't know that Lana has already had her me in so many ways! Lana decides it is time that Elle see her dominating her grandmother, in order to make her completely submit to her ways. After viewing the tapes together, I was shocked, but was also turned on seeing my one-time authority figure being dominated and submitting to Lana's sexual desires. Lana coerced me into one final act of submission. One afternoon we were at grandmother's while she was visiting one of her relatives for the day. Lana had me naked on granny's bed. Lana got naked and got on her hands and knees. "You belong to me now. Call me Mommy". She told me. "You need to prove your loyalty to me, by getting behind me!" Analingus was implicitly requested by Lana, and as I licked my professor's large round derrière. Rather than being repulsed by the smell and taste of her dark-colored asshole, I loved it. I was busy licking her asshole for possibly twenty minutes when grandmother walked into the bedroom. This is the biggest test of my loyalty yet! Lana demanded that I continue eating her ass. Lana says: "Elle my pet, you need to show your grandmother what a good girl you have become!" Grandma was shocked at the sight of me with my face buried between the cheeks od Lana's big butt. He was beyond the ability to express anger because she was already Lana's sex slave. When Lana was satisfied, we returned to the living room. Grandmother prepared dinner, while Lana and I sat on the couch and she masturbated me. The dinner was restrained with little said until the meal was finished. Lana and I returned to the living room while Granny washed the dishes. When Grandma joined us, she found us sitting on the couch and Lana's feet were in my lap and I was massaging her bare feet. Lana said, "My feet were killing me because I was wearing new pumps all day, and Elle was kind enough to massage my feet." Grandma's face revealed her disapproval but she kept quiet about her feelings. During the ensuing small talk, Lana's big breasts were leaking milk. Grandma was embarrassed by the sight of the milk dripping her Lana's nipples. Lana apologized, "I'm sorry that this is happening, I thought I had milked them before coming, but I guess I forgot. I have been donating breast milk for several years to an origination that provides breast milk to women that are unable to breastfeed their babies." Emile said, "I didn't know you had children?" "I was lactating before I suffered a miscarriage. I happen to produce milk like a milk machine, so I opted to be a donner." "Is there something you need to do?" "I need to milk them but I didn't bring a breast pump. The only way to relieve the situation is to milk them." I watched in fascination, and my grandmother looked puzzled. She asked, "Would you like to be alone to accomplish that?" Lana looked amused, "Would you mind if Elle gave me a hand?" "I guess not." Lana placed her hands under both of her heavy G- sized breasts and lifted them and offered it to me. I was stunned that she actually expected me to suck on her tits in front of my grandmother. Grandmother was even more surprised when I leaned forward and actually started sucking on one her teats. I had to suck pretty hard to get the milk to flow, but once it started flowing, I soon had a mouth full warm milk. It didn't taste like cold cow's milk at all. In fact, she had been drinking coffee and her milk had a little taste like coffee. Grandma sat there in stunned silence watching me suckle on the large woman's breasts. Before I finished emptied the tit some milk dribbled down my chin and fell on the front of my chest. Lana said, "Be careful Baby, you don't want to get the couch wet." She ran her fingers through my hair while I was sucking on her left nipple. Grandma let out a soft moan and got out of her chair and knelt in front of Lana and took the other nipple into her mouth and started sucking. Lana was stroking the hair of both of our heads. There came a point when her breasts were empty and we must have been causing some discomfort to Lana. She had to pry us away from her breasts. Lana eventually announced that I was time for her to go home. She gathered up clothes and got dressed. The last thing she did was to pull the front of her dress up. "I'm sure the two of you have some things to discuss. I will see you in class tomorrow, Honey!" Grandma and I sat there wiping excess milk from our mouths, as Lana headed towards the door. I ran after her and stood on tiptoe to kiss her. Grandma struggled to stand up and joined us at the door to wish Lana a good evening, as she placed her hand round my waist. After Lana left Emile told me, "I guess it's time I tell you about your mother and me." We returned to the couch and she began to tell her story. "When your mother returned home with you, she was already terminally ill. We did our best to keep it from you as long as possible. It got to the point that I had to help her in and out of the tub. One day while I was washing her, I was wishing her crotch and your mother pressed my hand against her pussy. She begged me to masturbate her, so I brought her to an orgasm. We were sharing my bed so that you had a room to yourself. That night we started making love to each other." It took a moment for me to absorb the mental picture of my mother and grandmother making love to each other. Her confession flew in the face of everything I had been taught about the evils of gay sex. After I recovered, I had to admit that I had always had a physical attraction for my grandmother. It was bedtime so we didn't say anything more. I assume grandma was giving me my space to come to grips with my feelings. I went to my bathroom and took a warm bath in preparation for going to bed. While I was in the tub, I heard water running in Grandma's bathroom. I couldn't resist masturbating to an orgasm. The water was cold by the time I got out of the tub. When I was tucked into my bed, I was still horny and couldn't go to sleep. I got out of bed and made my way in the dark to Emile's bedroom. There is something about parents that comes close to being physic, because as soon as I opened her door grandma turned on the bedside lamp and sat up in bed and moved her pillow as she moved back against the headboard. She gave me a smile, "Are you having trouble falling asleep too?" I jumped onto the bed like I had so many times before. "I can't sleep!" Grandma said, "Neither can I! I have been carrying around that guilt about your mother and me for years! You would think that now that it's out, you would think I would be relaxed." I moved around to her side and rested my head on her arm like I had done so many times as a child. My grandmother is a slender woman about 5' 4". I always felt small next to her. She was wearing an old simple cotton flannel nightgown. The outline of her breasts barely made an impression on her nightgown and her nightgown was warm and smelled of her body. Grandma asked, "I guess we should talk about what this!" "Grandma, I love you more than anyone! You have been my mother for almost all of my life, but now that I know that you were more than mother to my mother, I love you even more." I moved so that I could kiss her on the mouth. As I kissed her, I placed my hand on her left breast. At first, her body stiffened for a moment, then she relaxed and returned my kiss. That led to us in a long evening of discovery. I studied granny's body when she removed both of our nightgowns. Granny was skinny even compared to my body. She may have had round firm breasts in her youth, but now they looked like empty coin purses laying on her chest. the areoles were elongated and the nipples pointed towards the floor. I lifted one of them and started sucking on it like she could give me milk. Granny started stroking my hair and telling me, "Baby, I love you more than I can ever tell you!" When Emile had enough of me sucking on her tit's she pushed me away and led me to her bedroom. The bed was still messy and smelled of Lana's body. Neither of us carried as we got in bed. Granny placed me in the middle of the bed and placed her hands under my butt up and started sucking on my pussy like someone eating a watermelon slice. After I had an orgasm, we changed places and I ate her gray-haired pussy. When Lana came for visits after that it was common for granny and me to perform oral sex on each other at the same time while Lana would fuck me in the ass with a strap-on dildo. I even changed my major to that of a sex education teacher, so that I could someday seduce young college girls. 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.