Date: Mon, 29 Jul 2013 20:05:51 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Poor Little Rich Girl (lesbian/adult youth, oral, anal, g/FFF) Warning: 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. Poor Little Rich Girl By Jan My name is Elizabeth. My parents both came from old money. My father inherited his position of chairman of the board of an old Fortune 500 company. His position was more ceremonial than functional, because the board ran the business holdings. My mother was both a trophy wife and a practical merging for two corporations. They led a life of privilege. My father enjoyed traveling and his dalliances with women. Mother dutifully produced two boys to carry on the family name. I came along shortly after the boys were enrolled in a boarding school. Being a girl there was no rush to shuttle me off to boarding school, of course I was going to be sent to a good finishing school to prepare me for the life of marriage to the right family. The family had a substantial size staff to take care of the household. I grew up interacting with household staff more than my family. The boys were only home on holidays, and they were more interested in getting together with friends and dating girls than being home. As a result I was closer to the family chauffer, gardener, housekeeper, cook and maids than my parents. The house-keeper was fully in charge of the running of the house. She had generous budget to operate with. The chauffer was her husband and practically my father figure. Their names were Mr. and Mrs. Griffith. Sex didn't become important to me until I started to enter puberty. Being from a wealthy family put me outside the social circle at school. I heard stories at school about what other girls were doing. The idea of sucking the cocks of boys or letting them paw my body or sticking that thing of theirs in me sounded disgusting. I did discover that touching my pussy felt good, and I became addicted to the pleasure. I started masturbating several times a day. It was inevitable that I would get caught with a finger up my pussy sooner or later. It was just a matter of who it would be. One Saturday morning when I didn't have to go to school I was so preoccupied with playing with my pussy I forgot all about the time. I overreacted when the young Filipino maid walked in to make my bed and pick up after me. I tried to hide my naked body from the maid. I sputtered and tried to lie about what I was doing. Maria smiled knowingly. She was a nice looking brown skinned girl about twenty-years-old. She had a thick mop of dark hair that she kept in a practical style that was easy to care for. Her brown eyes were as black as coal. Her lips were naturally brown. She had a slender figure with small breasts. I had never seen her without her uniforms on, so I had never paid much attention to her before. The uniforms were modest enough not to attract any undue attention to the staff. The staff was meant to be practically unnoticed by family and guests. If the staff walked in on family members in embarrassing situations they simply exited without mentioning what they saw. Their discretion was reliable. Any new staff member that spread any rumors around the staff dining table would find themselves dismissed quickly by the Mrs. Griffith. I did fear Maria telling Mrs. Griffith, because the housekeeper was responsible for disciplining me for misconduct or bad grades at school. Being caught with my finger in my pussy shook me up enough that I feared being punished by Mrs. Griffith. Maria simply whispered "Excuse me" and backed out of the room. I quickly got dressed and made my way downstairs for a late brunch. I feared meeting Mrs. Griffith, and did my best to avoid her, but eventually I ran into her in the hall. She simply said, "Good morning Little Miss!" (That was the staff's way of addressing me, if they didn't address me by Miss. Judy.) I foolishly asked, "Did Maria happen to mention anything about this morning?" Mrs. Griffith quickly asked, "Is there anything wrong? Did she break something?" "No, no I just thought she might have said something!" I regretted saying anything, because all I had done was arouse her suspicion. I worried all day if I had ensured that Mrs. Griffith would seek out Maria and question her about what had happened that morning. I went swimming to exercise the stress away. I avoided the staff as much as possible. It took a couple of days before I relaxed, because nothing came of my indiscretion. One evening I entered my bedroom while Maria was turning down my bed. I said, "Thank you Maria for not saying anything about what you saw me doing the other morning!" Maria smiled, "Miss Judy, I would never say anything about what you do!" I was so relieved that I rushed to her and hugged her. Maria surprised me by kissing me on the mouth. She simply said, "Honey, everyone does the same thing you were doing!" Her statement took a moment to sink in, "Do you do that too?" "Of course I do! As much fun as it is to do, having someone else doing it for you is even more fun." The thought of someone else rubbing my pussy made my pussy tingle. I didn't know how to ask Maria to tell me more about the subject. Maria assured me, "I have never liked having sex with men. I would much rather make love to women. Men are only interested in pleasing themselves, where women would never dream of quitting before you're finished." I was thinking about what it would feel like to have Maria rub my pussy for me. My mouth was dry and I started sweating, even though it was a cool evening. I wanted to kiss Maria but didn't have the nerve. Maria ran her fingertips up and down my arm from elbow to shoulder. My muscles rippled uncontrollably. She bent over and kissed me on the mouth. Before I knew what she was doing she stuck her tongue into my mouth, and placed her right hand on my little 33-B sized breast. I was forced to breathe through my nose, and smelled her flesh. She smelled of bath soap. There was just something so clean about the way she smelled. When I breathed my chest expanded making her hand press harder on my breast. I wanted her more than anything at that point. I didn't resist when Maria started unbuttoning the back of my dress, and pulled it up and over my head. She also pulled my full slip over my head. She stood back admiring my body until I started feeling uncomfortable. I didn't really need a bra, but I had always admired women with big breasts, and couldn't wait until I had breasts, so I bought one as soon as I had something to put in it. I had on simple white rayon panties. White flats without stockings. I wondered what Maria had on under that bland uniform. Having removed my dress and slip, Maria reached over her shoulder to open the button on the flap protecting the zipper on her uniform, and she swung her arm around to reach behind her back to pull down the zipper. She pulled the short sleeves off of her arm, exposing her breasts that were not much bigger than my own. I was struck by the fact that there were no tan lines on her brown body, and her areolas and nipples were the color of Dutch chocolate. I wanted to touch them, but was afraid to move, as she stepped out of uniform. She tossed it aside without looking. She was able to step out of her shoes at the same time she slipped her fingers under the waistband of her pantyhose, and started rolling them down her body. She sat down in my vanity chair and finished rolling the hose down each leg as she lifted them one at a time to remove them. All she had on was a thin little wedge of rose colored material held tightly to her body by elastic strings. I had never actually seen a thong before. When she removed the thong I saw that her pubic area was shaved clean. As a girl I envied older girls and women having a patch of pubic hair to demonstrate their being adults, so I was thrilled at the later part of my eleventh year when I sprouted my first cluster of pubic hairs. I wondered why Maria shaved hers off. When I asked her why she shaved her pussy, she told me, "I do it for my girlfriends, because I don't want them getting hairs caught between their teeth or caught on the back of their tongues. It can be a bitch coughing up a stray pubic hair!" That put a picture in my head that wouldn't go away. I didn't know if it was the picture that other girls were putting their mouths on her pussy, or that she was having sex with other girls. I felt a twinge of jealousy. I was also curious about what her pussy would feel like. I reached out and placed my hand on her vulva. It was as smooth as a baby's bottom. She grabbed my wrist and held my hand tightly against her pussy. My fingers dug into her moist cunt. I found her little man in the boat, as I called it. Her pussy was very wet, and my fingers were slimy as all hell. She held my wrist until I made her cum. To show her appreciation she kissed me on the mouth again. She finished removing my bra and panties. She felt my little breasts before bending over me and sucking my nipples for the longest time. Maria virtually picked me up bodily and placed me on my bed. She took hold of my ankles and lifted my legs up until my body was curled up so that my bottom was straight up in the air. She started licking my pussy, and I loved it, but when she licked my asshole and I almost lost it. I actually squirted cum in her face. When she released my legs I virtually collapsed on the bed like a wet rag. We fell into each other's arms and kissed like school girls for the longest time. When I calmed down Maria started covering my body with kisses. Before I knew what was happening she turned her body completely around on top of me. She kissed my pussy lovingly. The way her body was straddling mine her pussy was right over my head. I was looking up at the folds of her labia dangling down like excess lace. The smell of the musky odor of her moist pussy was overpowering. I had never been that close to another pussy before. I was trapped between her legs and she was almost twice my size, so there was no way I could prevent her from doing anything to me that she wanted. Maria lowered her pussy down to my face and her labia spread over my face like a gas mask. I was envelope with the smell and taste of her pussy. Just when I got used to the taste of her pussy, she sat upright. When she sat up it rotated her hips over my face until her asshole was positioned over my mouth. I got a taste of her ass before I could close my mouth. I was surprised that it didn't taste bad at all. I got brave enough to stick my tongue into her asshole. My nose was being bombarded by the aromas of her pussy and asshole. Just when I became comfortable with eating her pussy she pressed down on my face. It became impossible to breathe. I struggled to free my nose and mouth so that I could get a breath of air. I would no more that fill my lungs than she would smother me with her pussy again. Just when I thought I would get smothered forever she squirted her cum into my mouth. I knew that I would do anything that she wanted. It was interesting that Mr. and Mrs. Griffith had a spacious apartment over the garage. The gardener didn't live on the property, but the cook and two maids lived in a little bungalow behind the garage. Each of them had a separate bedroom with their own private entrance. Just the same it was inevitable that Mrs. Griffith would see me sneaking into Maria's bedroom. One morning while I was having breakfast in the staff's dining table in the kitchen, because I had the house to myself, Mrs. Griffith waited until the staff was out of the kitchen, then she confronted me about my relationship with Maria. I admitted that I was in love with her. Mrs. Griffith smiled at my naivet�. "Honey there will be many opportunities to fall in love. If your parents find out that you're having sex with Maria they will dismiss her and she will have to return to the Philippines. I personally don't care if you're having sex with anyone, but if your parents find out all of us could lose our jobs." I pleaded, "Please don't tell my parents that I'm in love with Maria!" Mrs. Griffith thought for a moment, "The only way you can keep seeing Maria is to be very discreet with your activities! No fooling around when your parents are at home and we are going to have to bring the other maid and cook in on it. They must have seen you slipping into Maria's room by now. We need to talk to all of them. My husband doesn't need to know what goes on in the house." I agreed to her proposal. Mrs. Griffith called a meeting of the staff, excluding her husband, and as everyone gathered around the table she announced, "Ladies we have a little problem. Mistress Judy is in love with Maria, if we want to protect our positions we have to insure that her parents never find out about the affair." The cook was an older matronly looking woman with gray hair. She smiled and assured Mrs. Griffith that she had been in love with an older woman when she was a teenager, and had never forgotten her first love. She was happy to do her best to protect the lovers. All eyes turned to the second maid. The second maid was also a foreign young woman named Guadalupe. She was about thirty years old and happened to be from Ecuador. Even though Maria's Tagalog language is different from the Spanish of Ecuador, it is based enough on Spanish that they can communicate with each other pretty well. She understood enough English to understand what was being discussed. She found it all very romantic. She pledged to do her part to keep the romance secret. Maria and I were so excited that we kissed in front of the ladies and ran off hand in hand to my bedroom. We got undressed but Maria took charge and had me sit on the floor with my head resting on my vanity chair. She straddled my body and sat on my face, while she pulled and twisted my nipples. She sat on my face so hard that I almost passed out before she let me breathe. The sex lasted the rest of the day and well into the night. Mrs. Griffith brought a tray up to my room for the two of us. It was so strange to have a mother figure enter my bedroom while Maria and I were naked. We were on the bed cuddling each other. Mrs. Griffith was very professional about the way she delivered our food. There was no emotion on her face. She would have had the same expression serving a formal meal to my parents and their guests. I would have done anything to please Maria, so when she asked me if I would like to include Lupe, I couldn't refuse her. Maria used my phone to call Lupe. When she tapped on my bedroom door Maria invited her in. I couldn't have responded because Maria was sitting on my face. She was making a fucking motion that raked her pussy and asshole over my mouth and nose. Lupe was also a dark skinned woman with much bigger breasts than Maria and I. She stood in the doorway for a moment. Maria invited her in and told her to close the door. She took off her uniform at Maria's request, and approached the bed. Maria allowed me to sit up, so that I could admire Lupe's figure. She not only had big full breasts, she sported a full pubic bush. Maria told me to eat her pussy. Lope sat on the bed while I knelt between her legs to eat her pussy. I don't know if I pulled hairs out of her pussy or if they broke off, be I managed to get a hair caught between my teeth. I no more than it pulled out, and returned to sucking her cunt when a hair got stuck on the back of my tongue. I couldn't swallow it or spit it out. I had to sit up and use a finger to scrape the hair off of my tongue. I now understood why Maria shaved her pussy every day. I got to suck her tits while Maria ate my pussy. I learned that evening that one pussy tastes very much like another. Oh, I learned that what a woman eats adds a flavor though. The three way sex was very exciting for a few months. Of course when the holiday season arrived I had to cool my sex drive, because my parents and brothers were home. The boys were young men now and just used our home as a base because they were dating young ladies from good families. I couldn't wait for things to return to normal. I hated making the rounds to parties with my parents. The inane discussions bored me to tears. I knew better than to make a fuss. That would just expedite my being sent to boarding school. As the holidays were coming to a conclusion with the New Year my parents called a meeting included my brothers. They informed me that I was going to a girl's boarding school. I broke down crying and was inconsolable. I couldn't even tell them why I was so upset. Maria and Lope were crying as I left for school. I hated the prospect of spending the next four years there. How could I go on living without Maria? Every roommate they assigned me to complained about my crying. I was summoned to the head mistress's office. I drug my feet as I approached her office. When she had me sit down she wanted to know why I was so upset about coming to their school. She asked me if I missed my parents all that much. I chuckled as I said, "I hardly know my parents. They are hardly ever home. I am closer to the staff than my parents. Mrs. Griffith, our housekeeper, is more of a mother to me than my mother could ever be." She couldn't understand why I would be so upset about leaving home. In a fit of anger I blurted out without thinking about the consequences, "I'm in love with our maid, Maria!" It wasn't until I heard myself saying it that I feared what the woman would do. The woman smiled with a look of understanding. She stood up and came around her desk to stand behind my chair. She placed her hands on my shoulders softly. "I understand, my dear. We have plenty of girls here that left the loving arms of girlfriends to come here at their parent's insistence. As she talked I felt her breasts rest on my shoulder. It was like my head was resting against pillows. She said, "I can assign you to a housemother that understands your desires and we can put you in a room with a girl that would be happy to share her love with you!" While she was talking, her hands slid down the front of my body to feel both of my small tits. My cheeks were stained with salty tears as she turned my head to kiss me on the cheek. She told me that she would make me feel good before she called anyone. She leaned over my shoulder as she ran her right hand down to my crotch. She pulled up my school's pleated skirt and rubbed my warm panties until I started moaning. Before long she slipped her hand into my panties and started finger fucking my wet pussy. She kept it up until I had cum. While I was recovering she picked up her phone and dialed a number. After the introduction she told someone named Heather that she had a girl in her office that would be a welcome addition to her stable, and to come to my office to meet me. By the time the woman arrived I had recovered, and had straightened out my clothes. The head mistress introduced me to Heather and told her that I needed tender loving. The woman knew just was she was being told. She knelt in front of my chair and placed her hands on my knees. She spread my legs until my short skirt revealed my white panties. She placed her face against my panties and smelled my cunt. When she reached under the dress to pull down my panties she found that I shaved myself clean. A trait I learned from Maria. When Heather commented on my bald pussy, I smiled, "There will never be a stray hair to interrupt you!" The head mistress sat against the edge of her desk while she watched Heather eat my pussy. She also pulled up her dress to finger fuck herself while she watched. I begged her to give me her pussy to kiss. She approached and stood straddle of Heather while she shoved her old smelly pussy against my mouth. When Heather and I left her office arm in arm, she led me to the dorm, where she introduced me to a bunch of horny looking girls. There was a heated discussion between the girls over which room I was going to share. Before they started fighting over me, I announced that I would sleep with each one of them for a week. Heather stepped in and claimed me for the first week. I moved in my meager possessions for my first week. I must say Heather was a comfortable woman to sleep with. She was a little overweight so she was soft and cuddly. Her breasts were big and sagged down her chest when I lifted them there was a big red heat rash under them. I felt compelled to lick her flesh to show how much I adored her. She also had a thick untrimmed pubic bush. Hairs were growing down the insides of her thighs. The womanly smell was very strong. I sucked her pussy until my tongue was raw. In the morning she even helped shave my pussy and underarms. The week went by way too fast. Before the holidays I managed to sleep with every girl in the dorm and even spent several pleasant nights with the headmistress. Just the same when I got home I didn't give a damn if my parents knew about my love for Maria. After being greeted by my family I went directly into Maria's arms. I kissed her right in front of the family. I clung to her ass, to make sure they understood that I loved her. Mother and Father threatened to fire Maria and see to it that she was deported. I turned on them, and told them that if they tried to do that, I would never come home again. It was a very contentious couple of weeks, but when I went back to school Maria came along with me. We set up housekeeping off campus. School was never more fun. 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.