Date: Fri, 20 Jul 2012 18:10:59 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Pickup Artist, lesbian/incest, oral, anal, g/F, g/FF) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a teenage girl and 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 to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2012 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Pickup Artist By Jan I developed a strong interest is sex at an early age, but my attraction was to other girls and women. My first exposure to sex was watching a couple of older teenage girls making out while one of them was supposed to be babysitting me. Her friend had come over before my bedtime on the pretense of seeking help with her homework. After my babysitter had put me to bed, I slipped out of bed to spy on them. I was hiding on the floor of the second floor landing. I witnessed them kissing before they started feeling up each other. They eventually shed their clothes before they sucked each other's breasts and sucked each other's pussies. That was the start of my seeking out other girls that were interested in having sex with me. I was drawn to adult women because of their figures. Girls my age had figures like me, we had no breasts and our measurements were like bean poles. My problem was that I had no idea of how to approach an adult. The first time I approached one of my mother's friends, and expressed a desire to touch her breasts, she told my mother. I was subjected to an ass beating that left a lasting impression. I became very secretive about my sexual desires after that. I was about ten-years-old when there was a family wedding. A large group of my mother's relatives and friends came to our house to change clothes in preparation before the wedding. During the scramble for all of the women to change clothes in time to get to the wedding the bathrooms were fully occupied. One of my mother's friends chose to change clothes in the kitchen. I happened to be in the adjoining dining room, and happened to hear her in the kitchen. I peeked through the stained glass sliding door. It never occurred to me that she could see me too. I watched her draw a little water in the sink and strip off all of her clothes before giving herself a sponge bath. I felt my heart pound, as she placed a foot on a chair while facing in my direction. I watched intently as she used a washrag to scrub her hairy pussy. Her breasts swayed back and forth as she scrubbed her pussy. Then she lifted each of her heavy breasts and washed them thoroughly. I almost wet my panties when she stood there pulling on her nipples, before she dried her body and put on her underwear and pulled her dress over her head. I slipped away while she brushed her hair and applied makeup. I didn't pay much attention to any of the women at the wedding. I did masturbate that night thinking about my mother's friend. It was a couple of days later that I was walking home from school by myself, when I recognized the gray Ford Fiesta pull up to the curb alongside of me. As the passenger window came down electronically, I approached the car. My mother's friend leaned over and said, "Hi Gail...I'm Stephanie, one of your mother's friends. We met at the wedding a few days ago. Would you like me to give you a lift?" I knew better than accept rides from strangers, but this was a friend of my mother. I said sure, and opened the door. She put the window up from her side, because she had the air-conditioning on. As she pulled away from the curb she asked me if my mother was at home. When I told her that Mom was working until after six that evening, she suggested that I might like to spend the afternoon at her house. She would like the company. She assured me that she could provide me with something to eat and drink. I had a flashback about the sight of her washing her pussy and tits, before accepting her offer. Her home was on the way to my house anyway. I knew she was married, but her husband was at work too. She was a middle aged woman with two children away at college up state. While she was driving I admired her looks. Stephanie is one of those women with dark hair that has a pronounced widow's peak. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail that was so long that when pulled over her shoulder it reached her lap. She had dark eyes too, that looked mysterious. Her mouth had full lips that had a light pink lipstick on with lip gloss. The seatbelt crossing her chest was wedged between her breasts. The cotton tank top was stretched to the maximum over her 38-double D breasts. The gold chain around her neck had a cross that rested deep between her marvelous breasts. She had on denim shorts that showed plenty of leg. I marveled at what a sexy body she had. I'm sure she was aware that I was staring at her, because she smiled without turning her head, as she placed her right hand on my left thigh. The muscles in my thigh quivered at her touch. When she pulled into her driveway she pressed a remote that opened the garage door. She pulled in, and the door closed as she turned off her motor. We entered the house through a connecting door that brought us into a hall somewhere between the kitchen and the front of the house. I admired her home, because it was new and had all of the latest appliances and gadgets. She used a keypad to turn off the alarm, before leading me to the kitchen. It was a great open space that transitioned from kitchen, to dining area, and opened into a family room. The family room had a large French window sliding door to the back yard. The family room had a large fireplace with bench hearth. There was a 60-inch LCD television screen attached to one wall with an entertainment center. Stephanie set about making us sandwiches and pouring us cold drinks. We sat at the breakfast bar to eat. When we were almost finished eating she casually mentioned, "Did you enjoy watching me bathe in the kitchen the other day?" I almost shit my pants, because I had no idea that she was aware that I had been on my hands and knees peeking through the little clear piece of glass in the door. My cheeks flushed crimson red instantly. Her question was not if I had watched, but if I enjoyed watching her washing her naked body. There was no need to deny that I had been watching, so I admitted that I had enjoyed watching her. Stephanie placed a hand on my bare thigh just below the hem of my skirt. The muscles trembled again. She asked me, "How would you like to see me naked again?" I was speechless, and only able to nod my head. She slid off of the bar stool, and took my hand as she led me to the leather sectional in front of the fireplace. As we sat down next to each other we curled a leg under our other leg so that we were almost facing each other. Stephanie said, "You have already seen me naked, so it's my turn to get a look at you!" She pulled my blouse out of my skirt as she started unbuttoning it. When she pulled the blouse off of my shoulders, she discovered that I simply had on a slip under it. The skirt zipper and tab was in the back, normally I would have turned the skirt around to unfasten it, but I was sitting on the skirt, so Stephanie reached around my body and unfastened it for me. I could smell her hair and perfume while she was doing that. I had on petty socks and Sketcher leather shoes. She removed my shoes and socks before pulling me to my feet. My skirt fell to the floor around my feet. She pulled the straps off of my shoulders, and the slip fell to the floor too. I was naked except for the full panties I had on. Mom didn't like me to wear sexy underwear to school. I would have loved to have been wearing a little black thong at that point. Stephanie didn't seem to mind my conservative panties. She rolled them down very slowly so that she could enjoy exposing my little hairless pussy. She surprised me by putting her face right against my pussy while I was standing there. My knees almost buckled when she started sucking on my pussy. I had to place both of my hands on top of her head to support myself. Eventually Stephanie allowed me to sit down, so that she could remove her clothes. She had slipped off her pumps while she had been removing my clothes. When she crossed her arms and pulled her T-top over her head, I witnessed the fact that she didn't have a bra on. I was attracted to those luscious breasts like a moth to a flame. I placed both hands on her left tit and squeezed it before I took her brown nipple into my mouth. I couldn't believe the thrill I was having, because I was actually sucking on the tits of an adult woman, and they were unbelievably large to me. I sucked on it like a greedy little piglet. I resisted when she pried my mouth away from her nipple, until she replaced it with her other nipple. While I was busy nursing on her right nipple, Stephanie pulled on the top of her shorts. The buttons popped open one at a time, exposing the fact that she had on baby blue hip hugger panties. She briefly disengaged herself long enough to pull her shorts off. I got a look at the dark shadow caused by her pubic hair under her panties. Even though she was at least three feet away from me I could smell the musky odor of her pussy. My own pussy was sopping wet by that time. I watched intently as she rolled her panties down. I was closer to an adult pussy than I had ever been before. This was the first time I had ever gotten this close of a perspective of a pussy before. I marveled as Stephanie placed her fingers on either side of her vulva and rolled the bulge between her fingers. Then she spread her outer labia, exposing her clitoris and vagina opening. I had never actually seen the urethra opening before. I had used hand mirrors to check out my own, but it was never as easy as this was. Her vagina spread open, and I could see deep into the red meat of her cunt. The ragged remains of her hymen were visible, and I could actually see the bulge of her cervix. I rubbed my face against her dark pubic hair before I took her wet pussy into my mouth. I sucked her labia into my mouth and pulled my head back, stretching the skin of her labia like the canvas on a pup tent. It came as surprise when she came, because she actually squirted some juice into my mouth. Eventually we had to clean up, so that she could take me home. Having tasted adult pussy I just had to do it again. I masturbated half of the night with the sight and smell of Stephanie flesh in my mind. Stephanie waited for me after school almost every day after that. I was disappointed on those occasions that she told me she could not pick me up for some reason the next day. On one of those days when she was busy I grew bold enough to stand near the curb and watch for approaching cars that were driven by women before sticking out a thumb. I was amazed how quickly I was able to flag down a car. I was looking for a woman I thought I could make a pass at. When the woman stopped, we exchanged a few words about where I was going before I got in her car. As we pulled away from the curb the woman cautioned about the danger of hitchhiking. She warned me that even women could be perverts. I smiled and said, "I can only hope!" The woman turned to look at me. She smiled, "I was hoping you would say something like that! Would you like to see just how perverted I am?" I placed my hand in her lap and said, "Any time any place!" The woman turned her attention to driving. She sped up and turned off of the main road. The woman was a slightly chubby blonde with short cropped hair. She was dressed like someone that worked on a production line. She had on a shirt, jeans and gum soled work boots. The interior of her car was cluttered with trash, like fast food bags and napkins. This was definitely not the car of a tidy woman. She took me to a cheap apartment building. She parked her car under an overhanging stall. She led me up to the second floor landing to the apartment over the stalls. Just as I expected the apartment was a cluttered mess. Dishes were in the sink, unwashed. She took me directly to her bedroom. The bed was unmade and rumpled. This was not the kind of woman that used perfume. There was just the natural smell of a female's body odor in the room and on her. She quickly undressed me, and placed me on her bed. I sat there watching her undress. She even had on a man's T-shirt and boxer shorts. I doubt if she ever wore a bra because her breasts drooped down almost flatly against her body. Her nipples were almost level with her navel. When she lifted her arm I saw dirty brown underarm hair, which even peeked out from under the front of her flabby arms when they were resting at her sides. There had never been any attempt to shave her pubic hair. Her vulva was wedged between the folds of her lower belly and her thick thighs. What was visible was covered with scraggly brown pubic hair. She mounted me and rubbed her pussy against my cunt like she was fucking me. The friction of her pubic hair rubbing against my hairless cunt did turn me on. When she kissed me she was virtually slobbering all over my face. She finger fucked me through a couple of climaxes. When she exhausted herself she lay on the bed with her head on a pillow. Now it was my turn to check out her body. I sucked on her tits hard. She did enjoy that very much. I had her bend her thick legs and spread them wide open, so that I could inspect her crotch. The insides of her thighs were discolored from the friction of them rubbing against each other. They smelled like raw meat. Looking at her cunt wedged between her chubby legs was interesting. Her outer labia were hidden like those of a baby's. The smell was stronger than anything I had ever smelled before. When I pried her pussy open it looked very much like Stephanie's, but it was wetter and smellier. I just had to find out what it tasted like. I sucked that chubby pussy until the juice I swallowed made my throat raw. I cleaned my face before she took me home, but I didn't wash my hands just so I could smell my fingers later that night. I got her phone number and would call her to pick me up at that corner whenever Stephanie was busy. It was inevitable that the mother of one of my classmates would see me getting into a strange car, but she didn't report my actions to my mother. Her name was Linda. She waited until the next day, and she deliberately pulled up to the curb where I was waiting for that chubby dyke. She demanded that I get in her car. Her daughter was in the back seat. There was just something about the way she commanded that I get in her car that made any protest useless. She took her daughter home and told her to get busy on her homework, while she took me home. As soon as she pulled away she confronted me about having seen me getting into the car of a strange woman. She reprimanded me about the possibility of being molested by someone. I played innocent about the idea. I assured her that I knew the woman, she was not strange, just a hard working woman. Linda placed her hand on the inside of my thigh and squeezed it. "Did she touch like this?" I didn't respond because her actions shocked me. I would have never suspected she was capable of such a thing. When I didn't respond she forced her hand under my skirt, and grabbed my crotch. I suspect she was surprised to find out that I didn't have panties on. I had removed them in the bathroom at school and put them into my book bag before making my way to the appointed corner. Linda didn't take me straight home. She opted to take me to a secluded location among some trees of an abandoned orchard. She pulled her car off of the road and between rows of trees well out of sight of the road. I was growing excited because I suspected why she was taking me to such an isolated location. As soon as she turned off the engine of her car she pulled her seat back and turned her body towards me. She reached over and pulled me onto her lap. There were no words to be exchanged. She simply covered my mouth with her own, at the same time she put her hand back onto my naked pussy. She found my vagina was very wet. While she finger fucked my cunt, I took hold of her tits. I pulled them over the top of her dress. I relished sucking on such fragrant flesh. She made me cum several time before she took me home. Her parting statement was simple, "I will pick you up after school tomorrow." I tried to talk her out of it, because I was looking forward to being picked up by Stephanie. Dare I tell her about the relationship with Stephanie and myself? Considering the fact that she had made love to me, so adequately, less than twenty minutes ago, I boldly told her, "You know mother's friend Stephanie, don't you?" Linda gave me a questioning look, "sure." "Wouldn't you like to join us in a party?" Linda's face brightened with understanding about what I was suggesting. She kissed me sweetly on the lips and said, "If she has been playing with you, I would love to see it!" I returned her kiss and whipped out my cell-phone, and called Stephanie. It only took a few chosen words to arrange for Linda to pick me up and drive me to Stephanie's house. It seemed like an eternity before school was over the next day. I headed directly to the parking lot where the parents picked up their children. I found Linda's car. When I got in the passenger side of the car, I was surprised to see that her daughter was already in the back seat. I assumed she would drop her daughter off before she would take me to Stephanie's home. Imagine my surprise when I realized that she was taking the both of us directly to Stephanie's. Stephanie greeted us at the door in the sexiest negligee I had ever seen. Her naked body was clearly visible through the dark gossamer material. The only items of clothing she had on under the negligee were dark self- supporting nylons and black high heeled pumps. There were warm hugs and kisses to go around. We retreated to the family room where we hurriedly removed our clothes. Again I had already removed my panties before the last class. I was surprised to find out that Linda and her daughter didn't have panties on either. When we were all totally naked the party began. Stephanie knew Linda's daughter and had no idea about her relationship with her mother. The two adult women sat on the sectional couch next to each other. Linda took my hand and pulled me down onto her lap, at the same time her daughter climbed onto Stephanie's lap. The two of us watched each other as the two women began toying with our bodies. I loved the way her mother kissed me at the same time she finger fucked my pussy. I stroked her big breasts. They were not as large as Stephanie's, but they were very attractive. I would say they were the perfect size. Linda's daughter was far bolder than I could have been, because she soon slid to the floor between Stephanie's legs and sucked her pussy with all of the vigor of an old pro. The four of us spent the early evening taking turns sucking and fucking each other like crazy. The funny thing while all of the sex was going on. I was fantasizing about my dyke girlfriend seducing my mother. When I got home I had to explain about spending a little too much time at Linda's that evening. While I was getting ready for bed I started plotting some way to get my mother hooked up with the dyke. I called Linda and Stephanie to discuss the possibility of arranging a meeting between my dyke girlfriend and my mother. They came up with the idea of having a party where we would invite the two of them. I also called the dyke and begged her to come to a party, because I wanted her to seduce my mother. She was bold enough to not give a damn if my mother resisted her advances. We arranged for a party, but only invited women and girls that Linda and Stephanie knew were lesbian or bisexual. Mom and I got dressed up for the party very carefully. The sun was going down when she drove me to Linda's house. Mom knew it was a hen party, so it was no surprise that there were no males at this party. Linda and Stephanie made sure my mother's glass was never empty. The women were dancing with each other. Stephanie introduced mother to my dyke as soon as she arrived, by her name, Gwen. If Mom recognized that she was a dyke, she didn't show it. When she asked my mother to dance, she made sure she led. If my mother realized that the women on the dance floor were kissing and feeling each other up she was oblivious to what was going on. Gwen eventually took my mother by hand and led her into Linda's bedroom. I wanted to witness what was going on. Linda's daughter solved my problem by taking me to her bedroom and we entered the bathroom joining the two bedrooms together. We opened the door a little, so that we could watch the action. Gwen started hugging and kissing my mother. Mom didn't resist when Gwen started feeling her up. I was surprised that my mother made no effort to resist Gwen's advances. Drunk or sober I would have expected her to put up a fight. Instead she allowed the dyke to remove her clothes. Mom even sucked on her tits when they were offered. Gwen put Mom on the bed and sucked her pussy. The only noise coming out of Mom was some drunken moans. The only struggling performed by my mother was when Gwen removed her clothes and sat on Mom's face. Mom was struggling to breathe. She made no effort to push Gwen away though. Linda's daughter and I slipped into the bedroom. We mounted the bed on opposite sides. I set about sucking on her breasts and finger fucking her, while watching Gwen continue to smother Mom with her pussy and asshole. By the time Mom had a couple of climaxes, she was definitely sober. When she discovered that I was one of the people molesting her, she broke down crying. I figured she was suffering from remorse, but she pulled me into her arms and covered my face with wet pussy smelling kisses. While Gwen put on a strap-on dildo to fuck my mother, I assumed the face sitting job. Mom ate my pussy and tongue fucked my asshole, while getting fucked by my chubby dyke girlfriend. By Saturday morning I think my mother and I had sucked every tit and pussy at the party. There were enough drunks lying around suffering from hangovers that no one wanted to move any more than they had to. My relationship was forever changed after that night. Women were often visiting to enjoy sex with the two of us. Mom had to admit to me that the reason she had punished me so much the first few times she had caught me engaged in sexual activity, was because she didn't want me to become like her. She told me that she had only endured sex with my father, long enough to produce me. That was the first time I found out that her and Stephanie had been lovers for years. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.