Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2017 05:12:55 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Londan Tube (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, f/F, f/FFF) Adult Youth, oral, f/F, f/FFF 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 2017 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. London Tube By Jan When I was a young innocent school girl I took the tube (underground train in London) to and from school. It was northern London, a very suburbia. In those days the subway was dirty and crowded. In the evening rush hour people were coming home from central London. They were mostly office, shop workers or students. I had been doing it for years and felt comfortable doing it. I was always in my school uniform consisting; of a blue blazer, white blouse, a school tie, pleated wool plaid skirts ending above the knees, blue knickers (panties), knee socks, and black shoes. At 14 my breasts had started to grow, they were big compared to lots of girls in my class so I was always a little bit embarrassed by them. I had first discovered the pleasure of masturbation when I was toweling myself after a bath...and had started to regularly relieve myself at night before sleep. About that time I started noticing how much people were rubbing against me wile ridding the crowed train. I would be desperate to get home and play with my Who Haw. (My family called the female pussy How Haw) I was very na�ve about sex at the time. While riding the train to and from school I typically had my book bag slung over one shoulder. One evening trip home the train was crowed, as usual, and I was practically squashed between bodies of adults. I was becoming aware of my sexual desires, and had discovered masturbation to relieve my frustration. I started noticing that while I was being squashed between bodies I felt something pressing against my bottom. I began to realize that someone was pressing the back of their hand against my bum. There were so many people standing around me I wasn't sure whether it was an accident or who was doing it. It took several trips before I noticed that a particular man in his forties, I thought, seemed to end up next to me. I became aware that it was his hand brushing against my bum. The thought that he was playing with my bum excited me, so one evening I decided to push my bottom back against his hand. His hand turned over and his strong fingers gripped my butt. We continued doing that for several more times. He even pulled up the back of my short pleated skirt and gripped my silken panty covered bottom. His finger stroked the crease in my panties making my panties wet. I never looked him directly in the eye. This would have probably would have continued much longer if someone hadn't seen what was going on. One evening we were standing among the crowd and he was stroking my panties and started pushing my panties aside so he could slipping his finger up and down the crack of my bum, when I saw that a woman noticed what was going on. She was a very fashionably dressed and looked about the same age as my mum. I was so embarrassed and afraid that she would shout out alerting all of the people that I was being molested. I quickly moved away from the man, and I'm sure that I blushed, because my cheeks felt warm. I even started to cry, tears were starting to well up I my eyes. The woman smiled at me, and it confused me. I couldn't look at her, and prayed that my stop would arrive quicker. As soon as the door opened I leaped through the door, and hurriedly walked away. I was thinking I would never let anyone do that to me again. As I walked past the glass fronts of business on the street I saw in the reflection that a woman was following me. I looked back and saw that it was the woman on the train. She was wearing a dark two piece matching top and skirt. Her blonde hair was styled in a French twist without a hair out of place. It was obviously professionally by a hairdresser, and her makeup was impeccable. She had a slim figure, but that was all I could tell about her figure at first glance. When she smiled at me I burst into tears, although I didn't know exactly why. I was afraid she would march me home and tell my mum. She approached me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders and comforted me. She was assuring me that what the man was doing to me was not my fault, and invited me to come home with her to wash my face. I could sort myself out before going home. She mentioned that my mum would see my tear stained cheeks. She continued asking me until I agreed to go home with her. She escorted me to her home and it was surprisingly close to my parent's home. She told me that her name was Jane and offered to make me tea. She insisted that I sit on the sofa in her living room while she made the tea. I sat there nervously waiting with my book bag on my lap. When she returned she was carrying a tray with a tea pot and service for two. She placed the tray on the tea table in front of the sofa and sat down next to me, poured two cups of tea. She allowed me to add sugar and milk to my taste. She added milk and sugar to her own cup and sat back to take a sip before telling me that she knew my mother. My heart missed a beat with that news. She placed a hand on my knee and assured me that she had no intention to tell my mother about what had taken place on the train. While we sipped our tea she asked me if I had enjoyed the way the man had played with my bum. I was reluctant to tell her the truth. She placed her hand a little higher on my thigh and told me that she enjoyed having girls play with her too. She sat her cup down and took mine from me and sat it down, and turned to face me and placed a finger under my chin and turned my head towards her as she leaned close. I smelled her perfume and breath as she leaned in to kiss me on the lips. It startled me at first, and I was still afraid that she was going to tell my mother, so I didn't make a move to reject her advance. I relaxed my mouth to say something and she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue into my mouth. She wiggled her tongue around inside my mouth. I was forced to stick out my tongue in an effort to breathe, and she captured my tongue with her lips and sucked on my tongue. I found it exciting, especially when she placed her right hand on my 3-C+ left breast. She squeezed my tit while she bent me over backwards while continuing to kiss me. I was getting so excited that that my knickers were getting wetter by the moment. I was breathing hard as she pushed my tie aside and unbuttoned the front of my blouse so that she could get her hand inside to feel my tits while they were still in my brassiere. She pulled the bra up over the breasts to play with them. She continued to kiss me, and when I didn't resist she bent over and took a nipple into her mouth and sucked on it hard. While she was sucking she placed her right hand on my right thigh and ran it up the inside of my soft thigh. She pushed the skirt up until my knickers were exposed. She stroked my moist knickers and forced the material between the lips of my pussy. She moved her hand up to the waistband of the panties and slipped her hand inside my panties. She stroked my pussy for a while. I was moaning with my head resting on the back of the sofa and my legs spread open. I offered no resistance as she used both hands to pull my blazer off. She removed my blouse, unfastened my bra and tossed them aside. After that she unfastened my skirt and pulled it down my body. I had to closed my legs and lift my bum to allow her to remove my skirt and knickers. I was naked all but my socks and shoes. Jane continued to kiss and suck on my tits. She slid off the sofa to the rug between my legs and started sucking on my pussy. I couldn't believe what she was doing. I had heard about sucking pussies before but had never dreamed a woman would suck my pussy. It made me feel was unbelievably good. When I experienced an orgasm I felt wave after wave pass through my body, and even passed out for a short time. When I recovered I felt little shock waves shake my body. When I recovered she stood up and removed her own clothes very carefully, making sure to fold each item and place them on the tea table. She didn't stop until she only had nylons and high heeled pumps on. Her breasts were even bigger than mine and were heaver. They sagged a little and her areolas were about the same size as the bottom of an eight ounce glass. Her nipples were about the size of green grapes. She had wide hips and she must have shaved all of her pubic hair off because she didn't have any hair down there. I could see her clitoris sticking out of her vaginal opening. She stood there facing me and placed her first two fingers on either side of her clit and started swinging her clit back and forth. She stepped forward and bent over to bring her tits close to my face. I placed y hands on both of them and started sucking one while playing with the nipple of the other. I did that until she stepped back and she pulled me to my feet and had me kneel on the cushion facing the back. She had me rest my head on my arms on the back of the sofa. My bum was in the air. She placed her hands on my butt and stroked my ass. She spread my cheeks and I felt her blow warm air on my asshole. Then I felt her spit on my asshole and started licking it. While she was licking my bum hole she started sticking her finger into my cunt. I couldn't believe how exciting it was to have her doing such a nasty thing to me was. I even had another orgasm. At least I didn't pass out that time. When she finally sat down on the sofa next to me I rolled over and sat there feeling my asshole throb. I couldn't resist leaning over and kissing her in way of saying thank you. I felt my mouth water at the thought of sucking on her tits again. After I had sucked on both of then a while she placed her hand on top of my head and pressed downward. I knew what she wanted, but wasn't sure I could actually suck her pussy. As my head got closer to her pussy I smelled her womanly odor and my mouth watered again. I couldn't even feel any stubble with my tongue as I licked her vulva. When I reached her exposed clit I sucked it into my mouth. Jane was telling me, "Cathy you are a very good girl! Suck my clit until I cum!" I was inspired to suck her as hard as I could. While I sucked her cunt I used my finger to probe the depths of her cunt. With a combination of sucking her clit and jilling her I brought to as screaming orgasm. In her orgasmic convulsion she slid her ass to the edge of the sofa cushion forcing me off the sofa. As I knelt between her legs I looked at her red vagina and the dark puckered ring of her asshole. I wondered what it was like to taste her asshole, so I moved my head close enough to actually smell her asshole. It was sweeter than I would have thought. I stuck out my tongue and licked it. I didn't find the taste bad, so I started licking her asshole with enthusiasm. Jane continued to stroke my hair and praise my efforts. She had another orgasm. We rested for a short time before she mentioned that I better get cleaned up and get home before my mother started looking for me. I washed my face and hands before putting my clothes back on. She walked me to the door and gave me a kiss before sending me on my way. I learned that she was telling me the truth about knowing my mother. The next day when I got home from school Jane was having tea with my mother. When mother introduced me to her, Jane acted as if this was our first meeting. At one point while Mother was making a fresh pot of tea for us, she said, "If you don't become my girlfriend I will tell your mum that you allow dirty old men play with your bum on the train. Mum seemed oblivious about her friend's desire, and allowed me to visit her whenever that I wanted. I became Jane's sex toy, and I loved it. Whenever I visited her clothes were not an option. We sucked tit, cunts and assholes. She even introduced me to sex toys from strings of balls big enough to stretch my vagina and asshole. I became addicted to sex. One afternoon when Mum and Jane had arranged for me to stay with her while my parents went to Brighton. I packed s bag with niceties like; clothes, nightgown, hair brush, and toothbrush. When I arrived at her door and she allowed me to enter I was surprised to find another woman in the living room. Jane introduced her friend as Mildred. The woman had a pleasant smile, and looked very much like a typical housewife my mother's age. She was a bit on the chubby side, with natural dirty blonde hair. She was wearing a simple print house dress that buttoned down the front. Her hair was cur rather short fore ease in brushing. She was wearing comfortable shoes with ankle nylons. Jane ordered me to undress and show Mildred what a good girl I was. While I was getting undressed the woman quickly removed her homey clothes. She didn't wear a bra, and her panties were old baggy things. As s we undressed I was fascinated by her soft body. Her breasts were flabby and rested on her belly and her had love handles on her hips. Her soft lower belly hung over her crotch. Her puffy vulva was covered with dark blonde pubic hair that disappeared in the folds of her thick thighs. There was no foreplay. She went right for my pussy. She sucked me and fucked me right in front of Jane. Jane was busy masturbating while she watched Mildred fucking me. I became a sex slave to a number of her other women friends. On was a sweet looking little old short chubby gray haired grandmotherly looking woman. She was very emotional and very gentle as she made love to me like I was her granddaughter. It was strange smelling her lavender perfume and the smell of her cunt. When Jane would have me over to entertain her lady friends I was only allowed to wear white socks and a pleated skirt like my school uniform, but this one was so short that it didn't cover my bum or bird. The guests were allowed to feel me up while I served them. It was common for me to be bringing tea to the ladies while serving them they would reach between my legs and stroke my pussy. Many a time while I was sucking a hairy pussy another woman would be sticking a finger up my bum. It was thrilling for me to be sticking my face in some woman's pussy or bum and have other women playing with my pussy and bum. I had been preparing tea for Jane and her lady friends for about a year before I overheard Jane and one of her friends discussing my mother. The other woman was asking Jane if I knew what a slut my mother was! That aroused my curiosity about my mother. At home I waited until I had the house to myself for at least four hours to snoop through my mother's belongings. She had always presented the picture of a traditional conservative widowed housewife. I had never heard her even use profanity. While digging through a storage place in her room I discovered a suitcase at the top of her wardrobe. In that suitcase I found sexy clothes and undergarments. There was also a very large phallic vibrator. When I smelled it the thing smelled of latex rubber and had a faint smell of pussy juice. I knew it had been used. 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.