Date: Tue, 2 Jul 2013 19:44:39 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Kathy's World (lesbian/adult youth, oral, anal, F/F, F/ff, ffff/g) Warning: Adult youth, oral, anal, F/F, F/ff, ffff/g 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: 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 2013 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Kathy's world By Jan I am from a working class family. My parents had six children. I had two older brothers, two younger brothers and the baby of the family was another girl. The boys all had brown hair, but my sister and I were completely different. I had dark hair with creamy skin with freckles, blue eyes, as my body developed my areolas were very large and a milk chocolate brown. My little sister was a natural blonde in every respect. I worshiped my older brother. He was six years older than me. When I was just turning 12-years-old we were home alone one day and he started feeling me up. It felt so good I didn't object as he seduced me. I was even proud that he found me sexy enough to want to fuck me. It only hurt for a short time when he inserted his cock into my pussy. After it was over he and I struggled with guilt. He joined the Navy to get away from the temptation. I was reduced to masturbating while reliving the feeling he had provided me. My brother brought home from boot camp a big blond headed football player. I was attracted to him the moment I met him. He didn't show any interest in me, because I was six years younger than him. My brother and him were assigned to the same ship and were gone for almost a year. When they returned my brother was dating another girl, so his friend spent more time with me. Before long I was in love with him. As much as he loved me he refrained from doing anything more than just kissing me because of my youth. I had to make the move to get him to make love to me. While we were parked in his car I asked him if he knew what my tits looked like. He told me that he assumed that my breasts were capped with pink areolas with small nipples. I lifted my blouse and bra to show him that my breasts were capped with very large chocolate brown areolas and my nipples were inverted. I took hold of his hand and placed it on my tit. From that night on whenever we were alone he was sucking and playing with my tits and pussy. One date was at his parent's home and I allowed him to fuck me. He even used a rubber to ensure that I would not get pregnant before I finished school. When it became obvious that we were having a sexual relationship, my parents told me that my boyfriend had contracted a social disease overseas. I couldn't accept the fact that he had sex with a whore before he dated me. I broke off our relationship. I convinced myself that I hated him, and never forgave him. I ended up marrying a wimpy guy that was smaller than me, because I thought I could control him. He was always trying to prove his manhood, so he became a biker. While I was home with my two children, he knocked up a teenaged girl. That led to our separation. I had to find a job to support myself, and I had to leave my children in the care of my mother. Having nothing more than a high school education my employment opportunities were limited. I got a job working at a perfume factory on an assembly line. It was a boring job. I made friends with some of the other women on the line. We complained about our lives during breaks. Even the ones that were married complained constantly about their men. There was one older woman that I became close friends with. Her name was Margret, and she was about five- feet seven, her hair was as dark as mine. I have to say she was a full figured woman. She was also divorced from a useless man. She also had two children, but hers were both girls. We enjoyed each other's company so much that we began visiting each other outside of work. We seemed to have a lot in common. One Friday evening after work we stopped at a little bar on the way home. We were putting away Strawberry Margaritas while we complained about work and men. Margret suggested that I come home with her. I used my cell phone to call my mother to beg to look after the children while I visited my co-worker. She eventually drove me to her home, which was a cheap two bedroom apartment. She introduced me to her two daughters. The 17-year-old was named Vicki, and the 15-year-old was named Prudence. They were watching TV when we entered. After the introductions the girls retreated to their bedroom. They were physically more mature than most girls their age. I was sure that they would both turn out to be full figured women when they reached maturity. Margret insisted on making us whisky sours before we settled down on the couch that had been vacated by the girls. I was actually drunk enough, but couldn't refuse her. Neither of us had any interest in what was on the TV, but at least the volume prevented the girls from hearing our conversation. While we were sipping our drinks Margret was telling me all about what a bastard her ex-husband had been. The discussion went on about how she was rarely ever satisfied having sex with males. I expressed my dissatisfaction with the men I had sex with too. She told me that she was always horny though, and self- gratification was just not enough. When she put her arm around my shoulders and told me in a soft voice, "I only get off having sex with women now!" I knew there were women that were lesbian, but had never considered the idea of sex with a woman before. I had become friends with Margret over the past few months, and her revelation that she preferred sex with women took me a few moments to absorb. My head was spinning from the drinks. I would have had difficulty trying to walk in my condition. The revelation that my best friend was a lesbian was a little more than my mind could absorb at that moment. Besides it felt like it was someone else's body she was hugging. I felt her hand stroke the front of my shirt. I was puzzled why she found me attractive enough to want to have sex with me. At that point I was caught between flattery and an instinct to flee, but I sat there motionless as Margret pulled me close and kissed me on the mouth. Her touch was as light as a feather as she molded my breast in her hand. My breathing was coming in short gasps. When she broke the kiss momentarily I tried to protest, "The girls could come out of their bedroom at any moment!" Margret chuckled, "My girls know that Mommy likes women, and wouldn't dream of interrupting me!" As she completed her statement she placed a hand on the crotch of my jeans. I felt a tingle down there that another person hadn't induced in me in a long time. I gave up resisting her advances. I even opened my mouth and allowed her to stick her tongue into my mouth, while she swabbed the inside of my mouth with her tongue. She even sucked on my tongue, like it was a dick. She tugged on the bottom of my shirt until she had it out of my jeans before she started unbuttoning the shirt. I was slightly embarrassed by the threadbare and stained bra I was reduced to wearing. Margret didn't seem to mind the condition of my undergarments. She was too impatient to expose my tits to remove my shirt, so that she could unfasten the bra and free the straps from my arms. She simply pulled the cups up and over my tits. Margret had never seen my naked tits before, and she was very impressed with the size of my areolas. Each one of my areolas was a good six inches in diameter. My nipples at least popped out during my first pregnancy. She started feeling one tit while she bent her head down and started sucking on the other nipple. I was confused about what I should do. I simply sat there and allowed her to do whatever she wanted. All I did was stroke her short cropped hair while she suckled on my nipple. It had been ages since anyone had actually made love to me. I simply surrendered to the feelings. She sucked on both of my nipples, before she started tugging on the buttons of my jeans. As soon as she managed to get all of the buttons unfastened she stuffed her hand down the front of my panties, and started playing with my pussy. I felt the lining of my cunt getting wetter than it had been in years. She managed to pull my jeans and panties down around my ankles before she knelt in front of me, and spread my legs wide. She sat back and admired my pussy before she buried her face in my cunt. I laid back and struggled with my feelings. I closed my eyes and laced my fingers in her short hair as I directed her mouth to areas I wanted her to suck on. At one point I opened my eyes and looked towards the arch leading to the three doors. The girl's bedroom door was slightly open. It shocked me to see the faces of Margret's daughters peeking through the open door at their mother sucking my pussy. I suddenly struggled to push Margret away from my pussy as I complained, "Your daughters are watching!" Margret lifted her head and shouted out, "Close the door, and get to bed!" As the bedroom door closed Margret went back to sucking my pussy. I gave up struggling as my first orgasm swept over my body. I felt a little shame sweep over me as I thought about the two girls having witnessed their mother sucking my pussy, but I didn't get to ponder that very long because Margret pulled me to my feet and pulled my jeans and panties up enough for me to be able to walk as she led me to her bedroom. Behind closed door she pulled my shirt off of my shoulders, and she started kissing me on the mouth as she reached around my body and unhooked my bra. She broke the kiss long enough to remove the bra and discard it. As she pushed my pants and underpants back down my thighs she forced me to sit down on the bed as she lifted my legs one at a time to remove my shoes and socks. Then she pulled my jeans free of my feet. I lay there on the bed as she pulled my stained panties off, and held the crotch under her nose. It embarrassed me to witness her smelling the crotch of my stained panties. After she discarded the panties she began removing her own clothes. I lay there watching her with fascination as she removed her shirt, exposing her very large bra. As large as it was her flesh was still spilling out over the top. As she reached behind her back to unhook the bra it fell into her hands exposing her big tits. Her areolas were a delicate pink that were hardly larger than a youth's, but the nipples were large. They were larger than my children's old `Even Flow' baby bottle nipples. She lifted them up and rubbed the red impressions left behind from the bra. She deliberately played with her stiff nipples for my benefit, and then she unfastened the top of her jeans and peeled them down her legs. She sat down on the edge of her bed while she removed her shoes and socks. She had to stand up long enough to remove the jeans and baggy panties. When she was free of all of her clothes she turned to face me as she placed a knee on the bed to mount the bed. My eyes were fastened on her crotch. I had never seen a woman with a pussy like hers before. She had plenty of pubic hair, but she obviously had a very large cunt. The labia were wide open, but I was fascinated by the size of her clit. The base looked like a little cock and the clit looked like the knob on a boy's cock. As I lay there watching as she turned her body round as she straddled my head, and lowered her cunt down to my mouth. My nose was assailed by the pungent aroma of stale urine. Normally I would have been repulsed by the aroma, but at that moment I was turned on by the smell. When her clit entered my mouth I was struck by how much it was like sucking on a young boy's cock. Margaret also returned to eating my pussy. Eventually we cuddled up in each other's arms as we fell asleep. In the morning I woke up facing a wall that was unfamiliar to me for a moment. It took a moment for me to remember where I was. I felt the warm butt of Margret pressed against my ass. My movements might have woken up Margret, for when I turned over to face her she was doing the same thing. I didn't care what her breath or mine smelled like. We embraced for a moment before we kissed with all of the passion possible. I felt like such a slut after we got dressed and emerged from the bedroom to face her two daughters over the small dining table. There was no doubt that the girls knew what had taken place the night before. I was very relieved when Margret told me that she would drive me home. I didn't even think about the smell of Margret's pussy still clinging to my face, body and hands, until I had to greet my own children. When my son, Andy hugged my neck and kissed me on the cheek, his nose turned up as if he had just smelled something rotten. I recoiled when Vicki approached to kiss me, because I was afraid she would recognize the smell of pussy on my face. That evening while lying in my bed I smelled my fingers and it brought back the memory of the sight of Margret's big clit coming down to my mouth. I masturbated until I had exhausted myself. My children woke me up because they were hungry. I poured them some cereal and milk before I took a bath to clean up. I had the rest of the weekend to think about my feelings. Come Monday morning I didn't get a chance to talk to Margret until lunch time. (It wasn't as if we could talk about sex in front of the rest of the girls. We found a table where we could talk without drawing too much attention. She asked me if I had thought about what we had done Friday night. I confessed that I had thought about almost nothing else. Her next question was as casual as you please, "Would you like to have another date with me?" I said, "I loved the sex, but it bothers me that your daughters were aware of what we were doing." "If it bothers you that much I can make arrangements for them to stay with friends when we want to party!" I felt funny about the prospect of coming between Margret and her daughters, but the idea of having sex with her with the girls in the apartment bothered me even more. Margret made arrangements for the girls to be with someone else before quitting time. She drove me directly to her place after work. When we arrived she started dinner and opted to change clothes. When she emerged from her bedroom was the first time I had ever seen her in a dress. She looked a lot more feminine in a dress. We had a couple of drinks before dinner. It felt like I was having a date with a man in some ways. After the meal she put the dishes in the dishwasher and led me to the couch. As soon as we were seated she pulled me into her arms and gave me a long passionate kiss. She started peeling my clothes off. For a change she smelled fresh, where I was still in the same jeans and shirt I had been in all day. Margaret quickly stripped me of all of my clothes before she lay on top of her coffee table on her back. She had me back up over her head and sit on her face. She seemed to enjoy being smothered by my pussy and asshole. The fact that my pubic hair must have smelled strongly of stale urine didn't bother her. She ate my pussy until I filled her mouth with my dripping juices. Then it was my turn. When I pulled her dress over her head I discovered she didn't have anything on under the dress. I still was impressed by the size of her clit. Sucking her clit was like sucking the cock of a man with a little cock. I sucked her until she squirted her juice into my mouth. I couldn't spend the night because I had to pick up my children, so we got dressed and she took me to my parent's home. My father had found me an old Hondo Civic that was in good working condition even if the exterior showed signs of collision repairs. Dad even paid for my insurance. At least I didn't have to rely on public transportation. A couple of weeks after getting my little Civic I dropped by Margret's apartment unannounced. When I knocked on the door Vicki answered the door. She told me that her mother had taken Prudence to visit a friend, and she didn't expect them to get home for a while. I told her to tell her mother that I dropped by, but she begged me to keep her company. I felt a little funny hanging around with Margret's older daughter, because her daughters knew we were lovers, but I agreed to keep her company until her mother got home. Watching some stupid program on the television was boring, so we sat on the couch and talked. I felt uncomfortable talking to Vicki about my relationship with her mother. Vicki wanted to know what it was like to make love to her mother. I tried to avoid answering her questions, but she cuddled up against me. Any attempt on my part to deflect her hands, were futile. She cuddled up against me and rested her head on my right tit while she felt my left tit. She begged me to kiss her. I placed my mouth over hers and inserted my tongue. I gave up fighting off her hands. I was just as interested in seeing her body as she was of mine. Our clothes were piled up on the floor in a communal pile. Vicki looked a lot like her mother and promised to someday to be as full-figured as her mother, but for now she was a mouthwatering picture. Everything about her cried out WOMAN! The way she went after my pussy it was obvious she had either learned from watching or actually sucking pussy. I found that tasting my second pussy almost tasted the same. We were really getting into a tasty 69 suck fest when the door opened and in walked Margret and Prudence. I almost panicked at the thought of getting caught eating the pussy of Margaret's oldest daughter. I expected all HELL to break out, but to my surprise Prudence started taking off her clothes. Margret didn't object at all. Prudence parked herself behind my butt. I didn't have a chance to object before I felt two hands on my butt spreading my ass. I almost pissed when I felt a wet tongue swabbing my asshole. I couldn't believe that Margret didn't object that her daughters were both making love to me at the same time, in fact she quickly removed all of her clothes. She sat on the arm of the couch facing me. Then she placed her legs over Vicki's thighs and scooted down until her pussy was right in front of Vick's pussy. I was shocked to be offered two pussies to lick. I was actually licking the pussy of a mother and daughter. For some reason the idea of eating the pussy of mother and daughter, while the two daughters were busy eating my pussy and tongue fucking my asshole was very erotic to me. From that night on whenever I visited their apartment I made myself at home with any or all of them. I eventually learned that Margret had introduced her daughters to sex while she was dating other women. One afternoon while at work Margret asked me, "Why don't you bring your girls over to my place so our girls can get better acquainted?" The question shocked me, "My girls are too young, I'm sure neither of them has ever had sex with anyone before." Margret chuckled, "Why don't you have a talk with your girls, and find out how much they know about sex?" I thought about what she said. Judy was only 13, and Pamela had just turned 11. I couldn't believe that either of them had ever had sex with anyone before. I struggled with the thought the rest of the day. When I got home I confronted Judy while I was preparing dinner. "Judy I would like to ask you if you have ever had sex with a woman or girl before. Please tell me the truth!" Judy stopped peeling the potato for a moment before answering. "Well...remember my best friend Roberta a couple of years ago, the piano player?" "Yes!" "Well I used to go home with her after school, while she spent a couple of hours practicing the piano her mother and I would talk. Her mother was always complimenting me about being so attractive. She offered to teach me how to put on makeup. She took me to her bedroom, and applied makeup on me, then she kissed me on the cheek, and before I knew what was going on she kissed me on the mouth for a long time with a lot of passion and tongue. She placed her hand on my thigh, and worked her hand up under my dress until she was rubbing my pussy. She removed my panties and kissed my pussy. That became our normal activity while Roberta practiced her piano. Her mother started wearing only a house dress with nothing on under it, so that I could play with and suck on her tits easier. Roberta was not stupid she walked in on us while I was sucking her mother's pussy. From that day on we would suck her tits while we would play with her mother's pussy." I was stunned to learn that Judy was such a wanton girl at such an early age. I was sure that Pam was still an innocent girl. I waited until Judy was taking a bath before confronting Pam. She was watching TV, waiting her turn to bathe before bed. I sat down next to her and asked her, "Pam I want you to promise me to tell me the truth." "Okay Mom." "I just found out from Judy that she has had sex with her best friend and her best friend's mother. Have you ever had sex with any of your girlfriends before?" Pam sat up straight before saying anything. "Oh I have inspected my friend's bodies before, but it was a woman that taught me about sex." I was stunned that my baby had already had sex with a woman. "Who was it?" Pam said, "It was Ms. Steward, the neighbor of Grandma's. She used to invite me into her home for tea, and to see her collection of dolls. She had display cases all over the house. One entire case was devoted to Shirley Temple dolls. She actually had a doll for every movie that she made. She was particularly proud of the doll from the 1937 movie `Wee Willie Winkie.' That was the one where Shirley wears the uniform of Scots Regiment in India. She took the doll out and let me handle it. She was telling me all about the uniform and even told me she had a replica that would probably fit me. She asked me if I would like to try it on. I was thrilled to see it. She led me to her bedroom. She took down a box from her closet and produced a complete copy of the uniform. She laid it out on her bed for me to touch. While I was inspecting the kilt I asked her if it was true that Scots didn't wear anything under the kilt. She assured me that it was true. She left me alone while I changed clothes." "The first thing I did was take off my shoes and socks, so that I could put on the wool knee high socks and white spats over the tops of my shoes. Then I took off all of my clothes and put on the tan cotton undershirt, and then I wrapped the kilt around my waist and fastened it. Then I put the sporran around my waist. The last thing was to put on the tan field jacket and buttoned up the tunic collar. When I put the Glengarry cap with the feathered imperial device on top of my head with a rakish slouch over the right eye, I rejoined Ms. Stewart in the living room." "She was esthetic about what a beautiful doll I made. She gathered me in her arms and sat me on her lap while she kissed me. She asked, "Are you wearing the kilt properly?" With that she placed her hand on the inside of my thigh and slipped her hand up my leg until she reached my crotch. When her hand cupped my naked pussy she kissed me on the mouth with tongue. She stroked my pussy for a long time, and it felt wonderful. Suddenly she stuck a finger into my pussy and I felt a stabbing pain as she broke my hymen. (She told me what she'd done later.) She probed my pussy for a short time before she withdrew her hand, and looked at it. There were traces of blood on her finger up to her knuckle. She licked her finger clean and told me she was going to kiss the hurt to make it feel better. She sat me on the arm of the chair and pulled the sporran aside, before pulling the kilt above my waist. She bent down, licked and sucked my pussy for a long time. After that whenever I visited her she sucked my pussy, and I learned how to suck her tits and pussy too." The next day with Margret was all about what my girls had told me. We agreed it was time to introduce our girls to each other. As soon as we got off work I went home and told the girls that we were going to spend the weekend at the apartment of my fellow worker and her two daughters. I told them that her daughters were a little older but I was sure that the four of us would get along famously. When we got to Margret's apartment we introduced the girls to each other. We decided to take the girls shopping. The six of us took Margret's 7 passenger minivan to the mall. We bought the girls some very sexy undergarments and spent a lot of time trying on clothes. We kept the clerks busy while the four girls crowded into the changing booth. When the shopping was over we had a light meal at one of the food courts. We were all excited about getting home so the girls could show off their sexy underwear. There was nothing shy about the girls, they stripped out of their street clothes right there in the living room, and put on their lingerie. We had a hilarious time watching the girls putting on their things. Vicki had bought a matching bra and panties that allowed her nipples to be exposed and the panties were crotchless. Prudence had a half bra that lifted her tits to make them look larger without covering the nipples. She had selected self- supporting nylons so that her little patch of pubic hair looked all the bigger. Judy had also selected fishnet self-supporting nylons, and a little baby doll nighty top. That left Pam to show off her selection. She had selected little black panties with lace butterfly's woven into the fabric. When it was bedtime Vicki took Judy to bed with her, and Prudence took my Pamela to bed with her. Margret and I kissed the girls goodnight and retreated to her bedroom. We hugged each other in out naked state while we discussed how attractive the girls looked. We spent most of the night sucking each other off time and time again. In the morning we got up, pissed and brushed out teeth before going to the kitchenette to make breakfast of pancakes, sausage, eggs, milk and fresh coffee. The smell of cooking must have woken up the girls. The four of them joined us eventually. They were all naked. We kissed them and fed them as they sat at the small table for four. We sat around afterwards discussing that the girls had enjoyed the most. To hell with guilt at that moment I couldn't resist making love to my two girls' right in front of our hosts. The girls sucked on my tits while I finger fucked the two of them. Judy had the pussy of a woman that was as tasty as any pussy. Pam's little hairless pussy was just a mouthful. While I was becoming acquainted with my girls, Margaret put on a show for us by fucking her girls with a strap-on dildo. The six of us became very close, and eventually we moved in with Margret. The girls would sometimes bring home their girlfriends to party with. I even visited Ms. Stewart to borrow the uniform. I ate her pussy and fucked her with a dildo in exchange for the use of the uniform. I invited her to some of our parties. 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