Date: Wed, 30 Jan 2013 10:05:36 -0800 (PST) From: Jan None Subject: Who Seduced Whom (lesbian/adult youth, oral, anal, F/f, F/fF) 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. Who Seduced Whom? By Jan A mother and young daughter live next door to me in a beach front duplex. We developed a cordial relationship with each other. We are helpful to each other when it comes to the use of the washer and dryer facilities. We never fail to greet each other when we meet coming and going. Her name is Ariel, and I told her that I was Paula. Our second floor bedrooms have a common wall, so we can hear what goes on in each other's bedrooms. I know when she has guest spending the night, which doesn't happen often because she has a 13-year-old daughter named Cindy. I normally am not attracted to young girls, but Cindy is one of those sweethearts that are hard to resist. She has brown hair that the ends are sun bleached. There is a natural wave in her hair, and her eyes are a light blue that looks gray. She has a dusting of freckles across her pug nose, and a charming smile. Her figure is just starting to develop. She is not even five feet tall, a 33-A, 21, 35. She is at that age where she looks like she is all legs and arms. Any time I see her I can't help remembering when I was that slim and innocent. Any time I am near my extra bedroom I can hear popular music coming through the wall. I never complain, because I remember how important music was to me at that age, besides I like her choice of music. Things changed one evening when my neighbor knocked on my door. After I invited Ariel into my apartment, I could see that she was uncomfortable about something. I offered her a cup of coffee, which she accepted. We sat at my small dining table sipping coffee until she got around to telling me what she wanted. She told me, "I hate to impose on you, but there is a family emergency back home. I have to fly home to help my mother institutionalize my father. He has Alzheimer's so bad that she can no longer look after him. He wandered off and got hit by a car, breaking both legs. We have to find a home for him. Would you be kind enough to look after Cindy for a week or so? I don't want to take her out of school, so close to the end of the year!" There was no way I could refuse her request. About all she knew about me was that I was a nurse, and worked different shifts every week. Because of my work schedule I didn't have many friends outside of my fellow nurses. My sex life was all but nonexistent. I had a few lesbian relationships over the years, but they always ended badly. For the past five years I had abstained from even trying to find a woman to have a long lasting relationship with. I rarely had a girlfriend spend the night with me, and I think I only had one spend the night since they had moved into the apartment next door. I don't think she was aware that I am a lesbian. I don't flaunt my sexual preference. I guess you could call me a lipstick lesbian. I am about the same age as Cindy's mother. I do look after my body. I exercise on the beach regularly, and watch what I eat. Oh...I'm a good ten pounds heavier than I was at 20. I'm five-feet ten, 130 pounds, and 36-C+, 24, 38. I have sandy blonde hair that I streak with several shades of blonde because vanity on my part wants to keep my hair looking like it did when I was a teenager, blue-green eyes, and rarely get out during the day to work on a decent tan. When tanning I am careful to glue my bikini on so that I can remove the string, so that I only have white triangles on my ample breasts, and my crotch. I have to admit admiring those sweet young pre- pubescent girls on the beach, but would never approach one. In response to her request to look after Cindy I had to accept, and I even offered to drive her to the Long Beach Airport. Cindy and I took her to the airport, and saw her off. On the ride back to the beach Cindy and I discussed what we would do while Ariel was gone. I didn't want her staying in her duplex alone, so I suggested that she stay in my spare bedroom. She was willing, and packed up a few belongings to put in the spare bedroom dresser. The room was decorated for company, including an alarm clock radio, so she could set it for the time she needed to get up for school. I didn't have to be to work until 9:00am, so I could make her breakfast, and even drive her to school, but that meant she would get home from school several hours before me. I gave her a key to my place. It never dawned on me that she would rummage through my belongings. Not that I had anything that incriminating in my dresser, or so I thought. Oh...I had a couple of breast pumps, dildos and butt plugs, but I'm sure even straight single women have some sex toys. The only embarrassing items I kept, was a bundle of love letters from my first girlfriend, tied in a red ribbon in my lingerie drawer. I don't know when she found the letters, but she must have found them sometime during the week. She was always very polite to me and even showed signs of a little crush on me. We shared the cooking duties for dinner, because she wanted to impress me with her domestic abilities. A couple of times during the week I treated her to a dinner out at a local Italian restaurant. About midweek I did notice that she was looking at me a little more romantically than normal and was touching me with lingering hands. On Friday night I asked her what she wanted to do, and she asked me if we could drink some wine together. I felt she was a little young to be drinking wine, but relented. I opened a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. We were sitting on the balcony outside my bedroom, overlooking the backyard, drinking the wine. The cool evening air was refreshing. After a couple of glasses Cindy asked me, "Paula, are you a lesbian?" The question shocked me. "Why would you ask me a question like that?" She blushed a little, "I found some letters, while looking at your panties and bras." I was embarrassed that she had been reading my love letters and snooping through my personal belongings. "It is not polite to snoop in other people's drawers!" Cindy said, "I wanted to smell your underwear! When I found the letters, I couldn't help myself. I just had to read the letters someone sent you. I knew they had to be important for you to keep them. After reading them I could tell that the woman loved you very much. I had never read anything so sexy, the way she talked about how much she loved making love to you. I have heard girls talking about some of the things she described in the letters, but some of the things I never heard of before." I tried to derail the subject by saying, "Cindy, you are too young to be thinking about such things!" Cindy said, "Paula, I have loved you from the day we moved into the duplex. I didn't understand my feelings, but seeing you sunbathing made my pussy tingle down there. Can I kiss you?" I felt the hairs on the back of my neck tingle, because I knew this was going to end badly. Before I could deny her request, she leaned over her plastic chair and draped her arms around my neck and kissed me on the mouth. I have to admit that her mouth was a sweet thing to kiss. I tried to push her away, but she clung to my neck with unbelievable strength for a girl so young. When I gave up struggling, she removed one arm, so that she could place her hand on my full breast. I was lost, I couldn't stop her. We started sticking our tongues against each other's mouths. The back yard was private, but our neighbors could look up at the balconies and see us, so I said, "We better take this indoors. I picked up the glasses and the bottle as I led the way indoors. Cindy was still clinging to my tit. After shutting the sliding door to my bedroom, we sat on my bed. I had to have another glass of wine, and Cindy wanted another glass too. The bottle was empty after that, and I placed it on the floor. I didn't want any marks on my furniture. While we sipped our wine, I asked Cindy if she had ever had sex with a girl before. Cindy blushed, "I have spent some nights with girlfriends before. We cuddle in bed, kiss and play with each other's tits and pussies." Listening to her description of her interaction with girlfriends brought back memories of the same kind of interaction with my girlfriends about the same age. It also brought back the memory of the first time I went to bed with an adult woman. In my case it was the mother of one of my girlfriends. I had walked over to her house expecting to find my friend, but her mother told me that she was spending the weekend with her father. I knew that her parents were divorced, so when her mother expressed her loneliness, and asked me to visit with her, I did so. We talked about a lot of things and the evening grew late. She asked me to stay with her and keep her company, so I called home and asked permission to spend the night. I didn't mention that my girlfriend was not there. We stayed up well past my bedtime. She asked me to sleep with her to keep her company. I chose to sleep in my panties and bra. She put on a very sexy nightgown. I could see through it. She had big breasts with large areolas and nipples, and a dark patch between her legs. When we were snuggled up together in bed, she told me that she knew about what her daughter and I did when we slept together. I didn't know what to say, I couldn't deny what she said. Then she placed her hand on my small breast. It caught me by surprise, but I didn't stop her. That night led to my first pussy eating both receiving and doing. I became her lover after that. Any time my friend spent a weekend with her father I was in her mother's bed. My girlfriend eventually found out about me sleeping with her mother. It hurt her feeling that I was her mother's lover. When Cindy and I emptied our glasses I placed them on the floor too. All Cindy had on was a thin jersey T-shirt, tight shorts and tiny panties. I had also changed into casual attire when I got home from work. I had changed into comfortable shoes, a silk blouse, comfortable slacks, and changed my bra for a thin nylon bra. Cindy and I helped each other out of our clothes. Of course my task was much easier. It was interesting the way we went about making love to each other. I took my time savoring every moment, while Cindy attacked my body like she was never going to get to do it again. While I enjoyed savoring the flavor of her small breasts, she sucked on my nipples so hard that she left teeth marks. When I went down on her I relished licking the delicate newly grown hairs, on my way to discovering her hidden little clit. Her nectar was pure honey for me. I still have pubic hair, but I deliberately trim it all to an even quarter inch in length. I do that for my girlfriend's benefit, so they don't have to contend with a stray hair getting caught on the back of their tongues. I don't even remember how many times I experienced an orgasm, and Cindy had at least as many as me. Eventually we fell asleep out of exhaustion. The next morning my bladder woke me up. I did my best to disengage my body from Cindy without waking her up. That turned out to be a futile endeavor. She woke up before I was fully standing. I made my way to the bathroom, but before I was fully sitting down, Cindy followed me into the bathroom. I could commiserate with her discomfort, as she stood there in front of me waiting her turn, shifting her weight back and forth from one foot to the other. My solution was to take her by the hands and pull her towards me. I had her straddle my legs, and sit on my lap facing me. I let my bladder relax and started peeing, and told her to go ahead and let go. I felt her warm pee splashing against my vulva and trickling down to join my own stream of pee into the bowl. She had the sweetest look on her face as she relieved herself. I reached down between us with my right hand, inserted my fingers into her stream of pee, before rubbing my own clit with the front of my fingertip, and rubbed her clit and her delicate flower with the back of first knuckle. I continued rubbing us, even after we finished peeing until we both came. We washed our cunts and hands before we realized we were starved. We made breakfast together, and clung to each other constantly. By the time her mother called to tell us when she would be arriving home, I was in love with her daughter. I knew it was unforgivable. I knew that Cindy's mother was going to find out sooner or later. Cindy was too young to be able to hide her infatuation with me. I tried to be as cool as possible around Cindy after her mother came home. Cindy wanted to be with me whenever I was home. One day when we arrived home at the same time Ariel stopped me and told me that Cindy was in love with me. I tried to pass it off as a school girl infatuation that she would outgrow eventually. Only Ariel assured me that Cindy was driving herself crazy, masturbating constantly. She suggested that I let her sleep with me until she gets over it. I expressed my shock at her suggestion, but she assured me that she knew I was a lesbian. Apparently my last girlfriend and I had made enough noise for her to get clued in. I told her that I would think about it. As soon as I entered my apartment I went upstairs and took off all of my clothes, and put on my Japanese Kimono. I love the feeling of the cool slippery material clinging to my body, and the thick padded collar around my neck. I opened the sliding door to the balcony and sat down with my feet on the foot stool to enjoy the late afternoon cooling breeze. I closed my eyes and simply rested, until I heard Ariel's sliding door open. She emerged carrying a pitcher full of what looked like strawberry margaritas and carrying two long stemmed Martini glasses. She handed me the pitcher and glasses as she climbed over the railing separating our balconies. She sat down in the chair next to me as she took the pitcher from me and filled the two glasses. She had on a simple cotton house coat with large buttons down the front. I suspected she was as naked as me under her robe. We sat there sipping our drinks, and I said, "That really hits the spot!" Ariel said, "There is nothing like a cold drink after a long day on your feet!" She wanted to continue her discussion about her daughter's feelings for me. I found the subject embarrassing to be discussing her daughter's feeling for me. By the time the pitcher was emptied we were feeling no pain. Then Ariel shocked me by reaching over and slipping her hand into the neckline of my kimono, and cupping one of my breasts. That did it, and I took hold of her hand and stood up. Leaving the pitcher and glasses behind I led her into my bedroom. I fumbled with her buttons to expose her naked body. All she had to do was untie the sash, and pull the silk garment off my shoulders. The kimono floated to the floor around my feet. We fell back across my bed. We kissed passionately while we felt each other up. There was no rush as we licked each other's bodies. We not only took turns sucking breasts and pussies, we even engaged in mutual pussy eating. I knew this was going to be complicated. Cindy was going to be jealous of her mother making it with me. There was no way we were going to be able to hide it from her. Only Ariel had no desire to hide it from Cindy. We heard Cindy enter their apartment and call out for her mother. Ariel called out, "I'M NEXT DOOR, BABY!" Cindy used her key to enter my place and came upstairs to find her mother clinging to my naked body. There was a flash of jealousy across her face before she relaxed and smiled. Ariel was playing with one of my tits, while Cindy peeled off her school clothes. There was a lot of mutual sucking and kissing for hours. My bed was a little crowded with three in it, but we managed to please each other. This was the first time I had sex with both mother and daughter. I LIKED IT1 I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.