Date: Sat, 3 Sep 2016 22:31:20 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Education of Julie (Lesbian/Beginnings, oral, anal, W S, g/gg, g/F Beginnings, oral, anal, W S, g/gg, g/F 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. Copyright 2016 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Education of Julie By Jan My family is from southern England. The area is very green and it rains a lot. It is a small town of about 25,000 people. It is surrounded by open fields with cows and sheep with a protected forested area. My parents had three children. I was the middle child, my brother, Brian, was two years older. My sister, Susan, was two years younger. We grew up in a working class neighborhood in a three bedroom house. Brian had the smallest bedroom to himself. Susan and I shared a room. Our parents had the master bedroom. Like most children we played the usual exploration games like doctor and nurses and such. It was pretty innocent inspection of each other private's to find out why we were different from each other. I was a preteen when my girlfriend, Mandy, and I were walking home from school found a bag tucked into a hedge. When we looked inside the bag we found several pornographic magazines. A quick inspection of the content revealed titles on them that proclaimed the type of material contained in them from men and women, women and women, and surprisingly women and dogs. A quick inspection revealed colour photographs and stories. After some embarrassed giggling we agreed to take them to my home. We quickly retreated to my bedroom to study the magazines. We looked at the from cover to cover. We were amazed at the content of them. They had a strange effect on me. My pussy was wet and tingling. (No doubt Mandy was experiencing the same feelings.) After Mandy went home I placed my hand between my legs and rubbed myself vigorously. It surprised me when I experienced my first orgasm! The following day I told Mandy about what I had done, and she told me that she had done the same thing. From then on whenever she came over we would retreat to my room and retrieve the bag from my hiding place to read the magazines. As we grew more comfortable with each other we would masturbate in front of each other and engaged in mutual masturbation. We eventually agreed to play out the scenes in the booklets. We didn't have penis replicas, so we improvised by using hair brush handles, and cucumbers secreted from the fridge. We couldn't resist kissing and playing with each other's breasts, and finger fucking each other's pussies. We even played with each other's bum and used our improvised toys on each other. The one thing that put a damper on our fun was to watch-out for Susan. It was inevitable that one day Susan caught us acting out a scenario depicted in one of the magazines. Susan grabbed the magazine from my hand and took a quick look at the pictures. She demanded, "What are you doing?" Mandy was speechless, so I replied, "We are copying the things in the pictures." Susan flipped through the pictures for a while with us. Mandy found her voice and asked, "Do you want to play with us?" Susan agreed, so Mandy showed her how to play with her (as best as she could). A few weeks later somehow Susan had acquired another photo book. This one was a lot different from ours. This one depicted women peeing and going to the toilet. Some of them had women peeing on each other and smearing their waist on each other's bodies. Susan wanted us to reenact the scenes, and we agreed. The three of us made our way from our home to a wooded area after school. We shed our school uniforms, and Susan took charge. She told us what scenes she wanted to reenact. I was to stand with my back to a tree, legs apart, Mandy on her knees in front of me. Susan pushed Mandy's face into my crotch, and told me to pee in her mouth. Susan made sure Mandy swallowed my urine. Of course she couldn't swallow it all a lot spilled out and flowed down the front of her body. A puddle quickly formed between her legs. When I was finished peeing, Susan made Mandy turn around so that she could pee on Mandy's body. When everyone's bladders were empty we progressed on to an orgy of finger fucking and sucking cunts. We continued our little three way lesbian sex parties until I was fifteen. We reenacted all of the lesbian games without the benefit of males or dogs. We even invented a few scenarios of our own. We took turns acting as the Mistress controlling the actions of the other two. On one such occasions Mandy made Susan and me get down on our hands and knees next to each other and she probed our assholes and pussies with her fingers. She wanted us to poop. Susan and I squatted down and proceeded deposit or poop on the ground. While we were still pooping, she stuck fingers up our bums and wiped her fingers on our boobs. She also insisted on us watching her poop. One day Mandy announced that she was going to bring her older brother, Trevor, along. She wanted to share him with us, and we agreed. She brought him to our little playground in the woods. It was the first time Susan and I got a chance to inspect a real cock. Mandy demonstrated sucking cock on him for our benefit. They even performed a mutual sucking called a sixty-nine. Susan and I took turns sucking his cock, before Mandy took him in her mouth to finish him off orally. After swallowing his cum, she continued playing with his cock until he was hard again. Susan and I sucked him until he withdrew and squirted cum all over our faces. The most disappointing thing was about a week later Mandy and her family vanished without warning. We had no idea where they went. We were simply told by the neighbors that they had moved suddenly. We were never to see them again. After Mandy's departure Susan didn't seem to be interested in sex anymore. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I heard rumors about a woman that was reputed to be a lesbian that lived nearby, so I worked up the nerve to knock on her door one evening. When she answered the door I told her I was writing a paper for school and would like to ask her some questions. The woman invited me into her home and led me the couch. As we sat down she asked me about the subject of my paper. I told her I was writing a paper about how housewives entertain themselves during the day. She smiled and said, "I am probably not the typical housewife to answer that question." "On the contrary you are the very woman I want to ask, because I think we have a lot in common!" There was a pause before her smile broadened, "You don't have to write a paper for school do you?" "I just wanted to meet you." The woman placed her hand on my thigh, sending a ripple through my muscles, as she said, "My name is Ruth. What is your name child?" "My name is Julie." The woman leaned close and kissed me on the mouth, as her hand slid up the inside of my thigh. By the time her fingers reach the crotch of my panties they were already moist. I opened my mouth and allowed her to insert her tongue into my mouth. I placed my hand on her breast and gave it a squeeze. Ruth had large soft breasts and yielded under my grip of my hand. It was obvious that she was only wearing a thin house dress. I could feel her hard nipple pressing against the palm of my hand. She quickly unbuttoned the front of her dress and pulled the top away from her breasts. I marveled at the size of them, and couldn't resist placing both hands on them. She continued sucking on my tongue, while stroking the moist crotch of my panties. She pulled the panties aside and started finger fucking me. She quickly discovered that I was no virgin. When she stopped kissing me I bent over and started sucking on the nipple on her left tit. Ruth allowed me to suck on her nipple for a while before she pressed me back against the armrest of the couch and lifted my legs up and pulled my panties off of me. She started licking my pussy and whipping her tongue all around my little clit. It was all very exciting. She sucked my pussy until I cried out that I was cumming. While I recovered she stood up and finished unbuttoning the front of her dress and removed it. I watched with interest as she stepped out of her shoes and pulled her panties off. When she faced me I studied her pussy very carefully. She had dark hairs all over her vulva, and I sat skin dangling beyond the opening of her pussy. When she was totally naked she sat on the opposite end of the couch with her back resting against the armrest, placed her left foot on the cushion with her knee resting against the back of the couch. It was a very erotic view I had of her. A very fore shorted picture. It looked like she was all legs and her butt was big. I could see the dark ring of her asshole and her vagina was open. The aroma of her sex filled the room. She extended her right arm and motioned with her index finger for me to come to her. I crawled across the couch to position myself between her legs. Ruth smelled of lilac soap, but all I wanted to smell was her pussy. I placed my hand on it and felt the warmth and slimy juice of her pussy. I was surprised that I was able to stick my hand into her up to my wrist. She took hold of my wrist and showed me that she wanted me to jill her. She made all kinds of noises that demonstrated that I was pleasing her. I wanted to find out what an adult woman's pussy tasted like so withdrew my hand. She objected to my stopping, and tried grabbing my wrist, but I pulled my hand away. I used my other hand to pull her labia open and pressed my face against the warm flesh. I found that her clitoris was much larger that my sister's and Mandy's. I was able to suck on it like a baby bottle's nipple or the penis of a child. I sucked on her for a long time. It was exciting to look up at her face over her pubic hair and over her big tits. The look on her face was pure pleasure. She rested the hand that had grabbed my wrist was now resting on the back of my head. She was directing my mouth where she wanted me to suck, and when she had an orgasm she cried out my name, "JULIE...YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD GIRL!" I was proud of myself for being able to please a grown woman. The next thing was to find ways to visit her regularly. My parents were avid bridge players, so they often played cards at the homes of their friends. On those occasions I would tell them I was going to visit Mandy. I was able to visit Ruth sometimes three or four times a week. I had been visiting her for a little more than a month when I knocked on her door she only cracked the door a little a peeked out. It hurt me that she hadn't instantly welcomed me in. When she did step back and open the door, she closed it behind me. She was standing there totally naked. She led me into the living room and sitting on her sofa was a slender woman, also totally naked. As we entered she stood up. I was hurt that Ruth was dating another woman. I resented her presence, but I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was almost six feet tall and very slender. Her hair was cropped short, and her breasts were not much bigger than mine. Her arms were at her sides and there were an abundant amount of dark hairs sticking out from under her arms, and she had a ting dark bush between her legs. There was so much difference between our heights that I had to look up at her breasts. Ruth was standing behind me with her hands resting on my shoulders as she introduced us. She said, "This id Roberta, but she prefers to be called Bobby! Bobby this is my young girlfriend Julie! Hearing her call me her girlfriend was a thrill. I was wearing a simple jersey polo shirt, without a bra, not that I needed one, a short denim skirt, also without panties and clunky cross trainer leather shoes. Bobby was studying me as much as I was studying her. After the introduction she stretched out her right hand as if to shake hands, but as I started to reach out with my right hand she turned her hand up and grabbed me by the crotch. Her hand was under my skirt and she proclaimed, "She's not wearing panties Ruth!" as her long middle finger deep into my pussy. I was lifted up until I was on tiptoe. Ruth chuckled, "Julie never wears panties when she visits me because she knows I would keep them to smell her after she leaves." The two of them quickly removed my clothes. They laid me on my back on top of the sturdy coffee table in the living room. While Ruth knelt at my feet and spread my legs to slobber and lick my almost hairless pussy, Bobby move around to the other end of the table and turned her back side to me and sat on my face. She was smothering me with her hairy pussy. I willingly lapped at the wet folds of her pussy. I had to struggle to breathe, and as she rocked back and forth her asshole was rubbed against my mouth and nose. Her slimy juices filled my mouth and nose. It is hard to tell if I was getting off from eating pussy or having my own pussy eaten. I lost count of the number of orgasms I experienced that evening. I became a close friend of Bobby too. One evening Ruth called me to tell me that they were taking me to a party that evening. When they picked me up Ruth was driving so that Bobby could sit with me in the back seat. She masturbated me throughout the trip. I was a bundle of nerves by the time we arrived at the home of the party. It was a cold night and the house was very warm. The windows were sweating, and the house smelled of a clashing perfumes and sweating bodies, because the women present had overdressed for the cool evening and the house was over heated by so many bodies occupying the house. As we moved through the house I witnessed women dancing, if you care to call the way they were rubbing their bodies against each other dancing. There were chubby women wearing men's suits and ties with attractive young girls clinging to them. As we moved through the house I witnessed women in various stages of undress, kissing and feeling each other up. The two of them introduced me to our hostess, a portly woman with a charming smile. She was a very gregarious woman and hugged and kissed me when we were introduced. It was like being enveloped in a soft warm and heavy blanket. I swear the woman placed both hands on my butt and squeezed my ass. Several women asked Ruth and Bobby's permission to dance with me. Most of the women wearing party dressed were not wearing underwear. I could tell by the way their tits molded against my body. They openly kissed and felt me up. For the most part the women id men's clothes just gave me lascivious looks. I was just getting used to the action and feeling comfortable when I bumped into the backside of a woman wearing a silk dress. I started to apologize as the woman turned around. I couldn't finish the sentence because I recognized the woman. It was my teacher. She smiled at me sweetly and said, "No apologies necessary honey!" She took me by the hand and led me to a narrow hallway, and pinned me against the wall and kissed me on the mouth at the same time she shoved her hand under my dress. She found that I was not wearing underwear. She masturbated me until I had an orgasm, while she was still kissing me. When she removed her hand she smelled her finger and said, "I see that you are going to require additional homework from now on. When I got back to the living room Ruth and Bobby asked where I disappeared to. I told them that I met my teacher and I'm going to be sending more time at school from now on. Ruth said, "Why not invite her to come to my house?" My teacher liked to be in charge and keep me in a position of subservience. She enjoyed making me grovel at her feet. She forced me to suck her pussy tongue her asshole and even drink her piss. I wouldn't have done it if I didn't get off on doing it. I grew up to become a willing submissive of aggressive women. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.