Date: 29 Jul 2002 20:03:37 -0700 From: Jan Subject: Vanna (Adult Youth f/FFFF) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between 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 at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2002 Jan. All Rights Reserved. Please mail to janmay699@icqmail.com if you have suggestions for future stories. Vanna By Jan When you come from a small town like Williams there are very little things to do for entertainment. Williams is a little berg west of Flagstaff, Arizona. The only reason to stop in this town is to get gas before you turn north on your way to the south rim of the Grand Canyon. After you see the canyon, the Anaszi cliff dwellings, local Indian reservations and the scenic beauty of Cottonwood Canyon there are not a lot to do every day. My parents divorced like a lot of my friend's parents have done. Both my parents remarried within a year. My mother had children by her new husband. I was a painful reminder to her husband, that his wife had known another man. My father married an interesting woman. She didn't want children and let me know that I was going to be her friend, not her child. As a result I grew up being allowed to do my own thing. She belonged to a group of housewives that met two or three times a week. They seemed to play dominoes a lot. I was never around much, because I was in school when they were meeting. When I reached the age of about twelve, and I was out of school on summer vacation, I had my first period. I knew enough about Mother Nature to know what was happening. I simply told my stepmother, "I needed to start using Kotex." Stepmother's Kotex pads were too large for a girl's my age. She bought the right size that night, along with a belt that would fit me. About a week later it was her turn to host the dominoes party. She asked me to stick around and help serve sandwiches and refreshments. I didn't want to do it, but she asked me to do it as a favor. I had known the ladies of course, but had not paid much attention to them. Sometimes there would be around eight of them and they would set up two card tables. Some of them smoked, as a result the room would fill up with a gray haze and everything would smell of stale cigarette smoke afterwards. They arrived in a couple of cars this day. There were only four of them. My stepmother introduced me to them again, as they arrived: The first was, Linda an averaged size woman from Irish stock, that were from Oklahoma. The drought of the thirties drove the family west. They planed to go to California but the old pickup broke down in Flagstaff. They planed to work just long enough to fix up the truck, and move on. That was two generations ago. Linda was soft in every way. Her hair was long and folded softly over her shoulders. Her breasts were nice and full, and just as soft as her hair. The second was, Betty a tall thin woman with broad hips. What nature gave her in hips was taken from her breasts. What breasts she had were firm. She was proud of her Black German heritage. Her hair was braided into a single braid. She wrapped the braid into a bun and pined to the back of her head. The third was, Shirley a non-practicing Jewish woman. She was a short plump woman that was a descendant of Russian Jews that first arrived in New York harbor in the 1920's. She was fair skinned woman with red hair. The forth was, Silvia a mix of English and Mexican. She was a strikingly beautiful woman. She had the long straight and narrow nose of her father. She had the silken black hair of her mother. It was so long, that she could sit on it. Her eyes were dark brown, and they looked like bottomless pools. Her skin is an even brown hue. She was the youngest of the card players. I sat up one card table and placed four chairs around the table. As the women sat down I asked them what they wanted to drink. Two of them wanted coffee and two wanted iced tea. I relayed the order to my stepmother and took a couple of TV trays out for them. I placed platters of sandwiches on the trays. After serving the drinks to the women I brought them bowels of chips and dips. I sat on the couch to read a magazine. I was bored with the chatter coming from the card table. My stepmother sat in for the players, as they needed to go to the bathroom. She spent most of her time making sandwiches and keeping a fresh pot of coffee brewing. Ester sat across the table from the couch. As the game drew to a point of about halfway to the appointed score, they took a break. They got up and milled around for a few minutes. They switched from coffee and tea to mixed drinks. White Russians were popular at the time. I even put a generous amount a Kahlua in my coffee cup. When the ladies returned to the domino game, they started teasing Ester for staying dressed so long. She said, "Keep it up and I will take my halter top off." The ladies chuckled, and said something like, "You normally do." Ester untied the halter-top at the back of her neck, and the handkerchief like material fell forward. She untied the back of the top, then she tossed the top onto the couch next to me. I was embarrassed to look at her, and tried to make like I was reading the magazine. The other women went back to playing dominoes as if nothing was out of place. They argued about dominoes they drew or a domino played. Every time Easter caught me looking at her, she used her free hand to play with her large brown nipples. I was getting embarrassed, when we made eye contact. I knew she was doing it for my benefit, because when I would avert my eyes she would stop playing with her tits. The last four or five hands I was looking right at her eyes and tits as she pulled on them in turn. After my stepmother added up the scores, Easter had won the game. They got up and helped clean up the living room. As the women were fixing another drink, Easter asked me where my mother's bathroom was. I knew she knew that it was through her bedroom, because she had used it earlier. I figured that she wanted me to go with her. When we entered my stepmother's bedroom, Ester took me into her arms and kissed me. I was shocked for a moment. When she probed my mouth with her tongue, I started getting turned on. I reached for her breasts with both of my hands. When she took hold of my head with both hands, and pulled backwards from my face, she directed my mouth to her right tit. I could smell her perfumed body. It was thrilling to bury my face between her breasts and smell her perfume. She fumbled with the buttons on my shorts, and as they fell to the floor. She pulled my Tee shirt over my head. As she reached for my young breasts with one hand. They were just starting to bud. Even the areolas were still not much bigger that a boys. She turned her hand to face my crotch and rubbed my silken panties. They were already damp from my leaking body fluids. She was stuffing the material into my crack. The pressure on my clitoris was driving me crazy. Ester picked me up by the cheeks of my ass and carried me to the bed. After positioning me on the bed the way she wanted me. Then she lifted my ass up and pulled my panties off. She discarded them, by flinging them across the room. She stood up and took off her shorts and panties. The only flaw on her body was a little appendix scar on the right side of her lower abdomen. Her pubic hair was trimmed short and shaved for a bikini. She lay next to me and began kissing me again. I gave myself up to what ever she wanted me to do. She sucked my nipples and worked her way down my body. When she placed her mouth over my cunt, I opened my legs. Easter turned her body around and straddled my head. I was looking up at this brown skinned woman's pussy. At first I was reluctant to put my mouth on it. I licked the soft inner thighs and worked my way to the mound of the Y. I was feeling her sucking my cunt and probing the elasticity of my hymen. I stuck out my tongue and licked the valley of her cunt. I was getting into the feeling and taste of her wet cunt. I was sticking my tongue out so far that the ligament attaching my tongue to my mouth was being racked across my teeth so hard that it was being cut. I was so engrossed in the feelings between by legs and the taste of this pussy that I felt like every nerve on my body was being touched. Ester was the first to climax. When she relaxed on top of me, I felt like I was being smothered. It felt like things were crawling all over m body. Easter sat up so that she was sitting against the headboard and my head was resting on her cunt. When I looked down all the other women were sitting on the bed. They were all stroking my body. Linda and Betty were on either side of the bed and they were playing with the small swells of flesh that would be developing into breasts soon. Shirley and my stepmother were sitting at the foot of the bed. Each were stoking my legs and taking turns feeling my little pussy. When I got over the shock I had a climax that left me week. I was treated to being sucked off by each of the women in turn. After each one sucked me to a climax they would sit on my face and rub their cunts on my mouth until they climaxed too. My stepmother waited until the other women had finished and they all kissed her and me while they dressed and let themselves out. Then my stepmother returned to the bedroom and lay next to me and we kissed for a long time. We lay there and felt each other's bodies for a long time. I was the one that went down on her first and I sucked her with all skill I had just learned. In time she was bucking her hips off the bed as she climaxed. After she rested she went down on me and got a thrill out of it when she stuck a finger up my asshole and licked my pussy like a lollypop. I had images of her carrying me around like a lollypop on her finger and licking me until I melted away. I was to learn that all the domino parties were just a reason for them to have sex with each other. The winner gets to select the games that were played in the bedroom. I had been the prize that first day. I hope you enjoyed the story and have a story you would like told please send your mail to: janmay699@icqmail.com.