Date: Tue, 6 Jul 2010 22:16:05 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Mama's Grirfriend (lesbian/adult youth, incest, oral, anal, g/gm. g/FF) 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 on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2010 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Mama's Girlfriend By Jan Everything started during the early seventies. My parents bought their first home when I was about four-years-old. It was a brand new housing development. There were only four floor plans used. All they did was flip the plans to give the effect of eight floor plans. All of the families were about the same age and very close to the same income. The ages of the children ranged from newborn to no more than eight-years-old. It was the pill that started the Sexual Revolution. Free love was the new craze. Housewives were free to have sex indiscriminately without the fear of having to tell their husband that the new bundle of joy doesn't look anything like him because he was not the father. Husbands could have sex with women without having a woman suing for child support. Then having his wife sue him for a divorce and half of everything he had. That fostered a lot of ill advised games. The parlor game that became the craze was some form of a 'Key Club.' House keys or car keys were placed in a bowl and the men or women pulled out a key. The key they drew was the person they were going home with for the night. It may have been exciting at first but the clubs were doomed from the start. Jealously was inevitable. I later learned that my father became infatuated with a sexy looking blonde across the street. They worked out a way to identify each other's key. Everyone couldn't help but notice the number of times they drew each other's key. Mama got suspicious and more than a little jealous. It was not long before Dad was taking time off from work or working late. The neighbor woman was never home during these times. Even her husband got suspicious too. He hired a detective that provided him with proof of her infidelity. It caused quite a scandal in the local paper when the headlines 'Local Wife Swapping Club Leads to Divorce.' A lot of families were broken up as a result. Those that didn't divorce soon moved. Mama had an accounting degree from a prestigious University. She got the house and child support in the divorce. The money she earned as a tax consultant for several businesses combined with the child support made it possible for her to provide for the two of us comfortably. I was enrolled in a private school because it was known as a very good preparatory school for the finest universities. Mother developed a close relationship with a woman she worked with, named Ruth. I was naive about such things. I thought they were just good friends. It never occurred to me that there was more to their relationship. I was accustomed to seeing her around all of the time. They got along well together. They talked about movies, work, and other people. They even planned vacations together for the three of us. Ruth was fun to be with. We rented cabins at National Parks during the summer. Winters were spent in toasty mountain cabins at ski resorts. It had occurred to me how much they even looked like they were related, possibly even sisters. They were often taken for sisters. Mama and Ruth were the same size in so many ways. They were the same height and weight. They were both at least five-feet eight. They were always complaining about being twenty pounds overweight, but they carried it well. They dressed alike. They shared each other's wardrobes. They even had their hair styled at the same salon. They were both dirty blondes with blue- green eyes. I felt as comfortable seeking out Ruth for comfort and support for a bruise or cut as Mama. When I was eight years old I was introduced to mutual masturbation by my best friend and her older sister. Their names were Lorie and Maria. I was a tall skinny girl at the time. I was every bit as tall as my best friend's sister, Maria. She was twelve years old. Her breasts were B-sized with nice areolas that looked like little mauve tits perched on top of her breasts. The nipples were bigger than Louie's and mine. She was a dark haired girl and she had started to grow a little patch of pubic hair on her pubis. I was fascinated by her crotch. I wished I had hair down there as soon as possible. Marie shared a bedroom with her sister. One night while I was staying overnight with her, Maria showed us her pussy and showed us how to play with it. She instructed us in how to do the same thing to each other. She even allowed us to play with hers. That night gave me a lot to think about. I had never thought about my Mama being sexual before. When I didn't feel well during the night I would slip into their bedroom and crawl into bed with them. I felt reassured sleeping between them and feeling their body warmth. It had never occurred to me that Ruth and Mama might be more than friends until I discovered my pussy. The longer I played with myself at night in bed, the more I fantasized about my mother and Ruth. I started thinking about what they were doing at night when Ruth spent the night at our house. I would have been too embarrassed to ask my mother about her sexual relationship with anyone. That did not stop me from asking Ruth about hers, one evening when Ruth was staying over. Mom had made a run to the grocery store because we needed bread, milk and some ingredients for the simple stew they were making for dinner. While she was gone I worked up the nerve to ask Ruth about her relationship with Mama. While Ruth was working in the kitchen I sat at the breakfast bar and worked up to asking Ruth about sex. She was talking to me about what my school day had been like. I was complaining about the amount of homework that was piled on us. She was assuring me that the more I learned now the easier it would be later. During a lull in the conversation I blurted out, "Ruth can I ask you s personal question?" Ruth stopped what she was doing because she recognized the urgency in my voice. She knew I was having a hard time putting my question into words. "Yes, Vickie you can ask me anything!" After a long pregnant pause I asked my burning question because I didn't know the words to use. I had never heard the word lesbian before. "Ruth, are you and Mama in love with each other?" Ruth's face flushed and she paused before answering the question. "There are many kinds of love. Your mother and I do love each other." I grew impatient, "Are you having sex with her?" Ruth was uncomfortable answering the question, "We have been dreading the day you would ask that question. We didn't expect you to suspect how we feel about each other for a few more years. We thought we would someday sit down with you and explain about our feelings for each other." She thought for a moment before she asked, "What brought about the question?" I told her, "A friend at school and her older sister showed us how to play with ourselves and each other. I have been doing it at night in bed. I started wondering if you and Mama were doing the same thing to each other on the nights you sleep with her." Ruth had a pensive look on her face before she responded. 'Honey, you are a little young to know so much about sex, but I can't say anything because I was even younger when I learned about the things that girls can do besides pee through their pussy. To answer your question, yes, your mother and I have been lovers for a long time. Maybe we better wait until your mother gets home to discuss this more." I didn't look forward to talking to my mother about such a personal thing. I was sweating by the time Mom got home, and it was a cool evening. Mama carried in a couple of bags of groceries and set about putting the milk in the fridge and the bread in the bread box. When she started taking out the vegetables and rinsing them off before preparing them for the stew she noticed how quiet Ruth and I were. She gave both of us that look, 'What's up?' Ruth said, "She knows!" Mama's face drained of blood. Promiscuous sex may have been fashionable in the early seventies but gay sex was not acceptable in the suburbs. She sat down in a dining chair heavily and covered her face with her hands briefly. "Okay, we might as well have that talk now! Have a seat!" Ruth and I sat down at the dining table facing Mom. Mom said, "Vickie, this is not something you tell anyone, and I mean anyone! Ruth and I have been lovers for several years. It was not something we planned. It just happened. Do you have any questions?" I had to think about what to ask, "What do you and Ruth do in bed?" That took my mother aback. "That is a rather personal question. I'm not sure you're old enough to be asking that question!" Ruth coughed, "Vickie is already masturbating every night and she has done it with her friend." My mother was shocked, "How did you find out about that?" "An older sister of a friend showed us." Mom must have been weighing the implications of that statement. She must have been thinking about how much she should tell me. Should she tell me everything or not? She didn't want to influence me into becoming a lesbian after all she had hopes of being a grandmother someday. "Let's just say that Ruth has made my life much fuller than it had ever been. We are more than lovers, we are friends." I knew that I could not expect her to expand on her statement. That left me still wondering what they did in bed. I looked at Ruth but did not voice my question. Ruth would not look me in the eye. I suspected that if I caught her alone that she would tell me anything I asked. I didn't press my luck that night. I had a lot to think about that night while I tried to get to sleep. I was filled with wonder. I wanted to find out just what went on in that bedroom at the end of the hall. The problem was how to find out. It would be hard to spy on them through a bedroom window because the bedrooms were on the second floor. Hiding in a closet would be difficult because it was a walk-in closet with a solid door. That left me frustrated all night. The next day after school I called Mama to ask her if I could visit my friend after school. I wanted to talk to Maria about what she knew about lesbian sex. Mama was reluctant to give her permission, seeing that she knew that I was playing with each other. She finally relented because she knew Lorie and her mother. On the pretence of doing homework Lorie and I stayed in their bedroom and talked about sex until Maria got home. We even indulged in a little mutual masturbation. We heard her sister get home as she came in the front door. After we greeted each other I told her that I was going crazy thinking about lesbian sex. I wanted to know what lesbians did in bed. Looking back on it now I understand that she actually had only a little more experience than me. Her knowledge was mostly gleaned from discussions with other girls and was laced with misinformation. She began to expound on her knowledge of the subject. She described how women kissed each other. She even demonstrated by hugging me while she kissed me with tongue. I did find that very stimulating. She went on to describe how women enjoy having their breasts played with and even sucked on. She toyed with my little nipples before she pulled out her tits and allowed me to feel her tits. As a 12-year-old her breasts were still rather small. The pink areolas covered almost half of each tit. The nipples were about the size of the eraser on a Ticonderoga number 2 pencils. When I pulled them down with a finger and let go they sprang back. The flesh was soft but felt firm under my hand. At her instruction I started sucking on the nipple. My efforts were rewarded with the sounds of her moans. Lorie sat on her bed watching me sucking on her sister's tits while she played with her own pussy. When my sucking began to make the girl's breasts so sensitive that my sucking was becoming painful she pulled my head away and breathlessly told me that women also sucked pussy after finger fucking each other. The idea of putting my mouth on the place that women pee from sounded so nasty but also very erotic. I wondered if I could do that to anyone. Maria pulled her skirt up and her panties to one side. I had seen and played with her pussy before when she was teaching us how to masturbate. There were still very few dark hairs on her vulva. I wondered what her hairs would feel like on my tongue. Maria placed her hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head down until I had to slide to the floor by the bed and place my hands on her thighs as she pulled my head towards her pussy. As my head got closer I could smell her pussy. After all she had been in those panties for eight or nine hours. She had probably peed a couple of times too. There was almost a smell of ammonia. I could feel the warmth of her wet skin on my cheeks as I was drawn close. She pulled my head against her flesh. My face was pressed against those scraggly hairs. I opened my mouth and licked those hairs. They felt like soft wires. A hair came off and got stuck on my tongue near the back off my throat. I had to struggle to pull my head back and hack up that hair so I could scrap it off with my fingernail. As soon as I had gotten rid of the hair, she pulled my head back between her legs. She told me to use my tongue to lick her pussy. When my tongue got between her pussy lips I was overwhelmed with the warm slimy texture of her pussy. I was swiping my tongue up and down the valley fast and furiously. At one point she rocked back on the bed and my tongue came in contact with the rosebud of her asshole. It shocked me and I retracted my tongue. I found that it did not taste bad, and the girl apparently liked it judging by the pleasant sound she made. I even took a second swipe at it and she responded with a noise that should have brought her mother running. I sat up and expected the door to fly open. Had her mother busted in it would have been hard to explain why her tits were hanging out and her skirt up with the panties pulled to one side. Maria had no idea how stimulating it would be to have someone play with her asshole. She even had a climax as a result of my tongue stabbing her asshole. It startled all three of us. We straightened up our clothes and I gathered up my school books and made my goodbyes to their mother before heading home. With my newfound knowledge I had a lot to think about. I was masturbating so much my pussy was starting to get swollen. I even stuck a finger into my pussy and found the obstacle blocking my entrance. I wondered if there was something wrong with me physically because I could not get my finger in there. It hurt if I pushed too much. All I could think about was sex. One evening while in bed I heard a lot of noise coming from the master bedroom and sprang out of bed and sprinted down the hall to the bedroom. When I opened the door I froze. Mom was withering in pain on the bed. Ruth was trying to comfort her. She was holding onto her right side while bawling like a baby. I think I asked, "What's wrong with Mama?" Ruth said, "I think she is having an appendicitis attack. We need to get her to the emergency as soon as possible. The two of us took turns getting dressed while applying a cold wet washrag to her tummy. We wrapped her in a housecoat and practically carried her to the car. Ruth drove us to the Methodist Hospital and we went right to the emergency entrance. The security guard helped her into a wheel chair. While Ruth parked the car I pushed her into the hospital. As soon as a nurse touched her right side and Mom cried out in pain she rushed her into a room. Ruth and I had to fill out all of those endless questions and produce her medical insurance card from her purse. We sat up almost all night in the waiting room. We could not keep our minds on the images on the TV. Ruth had to get up and go outside to have a cigarette every hour or so. Eventually a doctor came out and told us that he had removed her appendix. She was in recovery and would sleep for hours. We might as well go home and get some rest too. He added that she could probably come home in three days. They wanted to keep her long enough to insure there was no infection. By the time we got home Ruth called into work and told them that Mom was in the hospital and she was looking after me. She also called school to excuse my absence. We went about getting ready for bed. I could not go to my own bed and asked if I could sleep with her. We settled down in bed together, but we were too hyped on adrenalin to sleep. We talked about what had happened to Mom. Ruth assured me that we had gotten her in time. The appendix had not ruptured. She would recover just fine. She had to tell me what could happen if it had ruptured. It sounded terrible. Ruth hugged me reassuringly and comforted me. I lay across her body and kissed her on the mouth in thanks. I could feel her large breasts pressing against my hard little nipples through our nightgowns. I impulsively stuck my tongue in her mouth. It shocked Ruth. I felt her body stiffen and she recoiled under me for a moment. "You should not kiss me like that!" "I don't know what I would have done if you had not been here to help my Mama! I had to thank you!" "Why did you kiss me like that though?" she asked. In all innocence I said, "I thought all lesbians kissed like that!" Ruth laughed, "Where in the hell did you get that idea?" I felt like I had done something wrong. I recoiled and sat up. "Don't you like to kiss like that?" Ruth stroked my hair, "Honey a kiss like that is for lovers. I do like to kiss like that, but I think of you as a daughter. I wouldn't want to corrupt you. If I could be anything other than what I am, I would prefer to be like other women. I always felt like I was different from other girls. I was always attracted to other girls and women." I grew bolder, "I am too!" Ruth pressed me, "Where are you getting your information about sex?" I didn't feel right about giving names because I didn't want to get them in trouble. "I know a 12- year-old girl that has shown me how to make a girl happy." Ruth asked, "How did she show you?" I was reluctant to admit that I had sucked her tits. When I started telling her about how we kissed each other I got excited and started talking about how I sucked her nipples. I couldn't stop. I told her about the smell of her pussy and how the hair got caught on the back of my tongue. Ruth was getting excited too. Before I knew it I admitted to tasting the girl's asshole. I immediately regretted saying that. I expected Ruth to reproach me for such a dirty act. Ruth hugged me tightly to her body. I started crying, thinking I had revealed too much. Ruth kissed my wet eyes. She started stroking my body and before long my nightgown was peeled away from my body. She inspected my skinny body very carefully. I wished I had a curvaceous figure like Ruth's and Mama's. I didn't get to fret over my shortcomings long. Ruth set about playing with my pussy. She played with my clit until I thought I was going out of my mind. She was also bending over sucking on my little nipples. She even slipped her finger into my pussy and kissed my mouth lovingly when she discovered I was still a virgin. She debated about taking my virginity before she asked me, "Honey do you want me to take your virginity?" I managed to get out a hoarse whisper, "Oh GAWD Ruth please keep doing it to me!" With that Ruth stuck her finger deep into my little pussy. I felt a tearing feeling and a sharp stabbing pain that brought tears to my eyes. Ruth talked lovingly to me while she kissed the tears from my eyes and assuring me that the pain would soon diminish. She finger fucked me until the pain changed from a painful throb to an exquisite hear throbbing even better than when I played with my clit. She eventually pulled her finger out of me and looked at it. I wanted her to put it back in me, and I saw that her fist and finger were covered with a watery blood. Ruth licked her fist and finger clean as if she tasted something very good. She pulled me up the bed so that I was propped against the head board. She spread my legs and went down on me. She sucked and licked up any trace of my virginal blood. I could not believe she was getting so emotional about tasting my blood. Her tongue was inducing all of the same emotions I suspected my girlfriend's sister had felt. At some point that morning I passed out. I'm sure it was not long before I recovered. I just had to show her how much I loved what she had done to me. I lifted her head and kissed her face covered with my juices. We rolled over and I moved back down the bed so that I could pull her tits over the top of her nightgown so that I could play with them. They were much bigger that the sister of my friend. They were softer too. The areolas were as big as coasters and the nipples were as large as the first knuckle of my index finger. I sucked on them so hard that Ruth had to caution me not to suck so hard. I had both tits covered with saliva and love bites by the time I smelled her pussy calling me. I went down on her. The nightgown was well up her legs, from all of the movement on the bed. Ruth's nightgown was almost up to her butt. It didn't require me having to reach down very far to pull her nightgown above her waist. I could not resist playing with the pubic hair on her vulva. The aroma was intoxicating. I parted the hair with my fingers and blew a puff of air into her pussy. Her little clit jerked. I used my tongue to flick the tip of her clit. Ruth let out a pleasant moan and pulled my head against her pussy. I was being smothered by her moist flesh. I drove my tongue into her canal. It felt like it was being gripped by a corrugated fleshy tunnel. I tongue fucked her until she started slapping the sides of my head with her thighs. When she recovered she pulled me up her body and clung to me as we fell asleep. We woke up several hours later and showered together. We got dressed and grabbed a bite to eat before we headed for the hospital. We found Mama sitting up in bed with a pitiful look on her face. We had to help her up to go to the bathroom and back to bed. She had already had dinner and the doctor had told her that she would be able to go home in three days. We stayed with her until visiting hours were over. As soon as we got home we got undressed and went to bed naked. We made love to each other for hours. Ruth introduced me to things like strings of beads stuffed in my pussy and pulled out slowly while she licked my clit. At one point while she was crawling around on the bed she turned her butt towards me and I remembered how the girl had responded when I licked her asshole. I grabbed her by the hips to stop her from moving and stuck my nose right between the cheeks of her butt. When I licked her asshole she let out a satisfied moan and even reached back with her hands to spread her own butt. I drilled my tongue into her asshole and stabbed her pussy with a finger until she had an unbelievable climax. Ruth reversed the positions and tongue fucked me until I fainted. The sex was unbelievable. The next morning we made love again and even in the tub before we got dressed and headed to the hospital. We spent most of the day with her and helped her walk up and down the corridors. The morning we got to the hospital to bring her home, I forgot to wash my face after sucking Ruth's pussy. My face was covered with her dried juice. The minute I leaned over to kiss her, she smelled Ruth's pussy on my face. I could tell she was disturbed as the nurse helped her get in the wheelchair and walked us to the car. We put her in the back seat so she could stretch out. When we got her to bed she sent me to get her hot tea. When I brought back a hot cup I heard her talking angrily to Ruth. It was obvious that she was unhappy with Ruth. Then I heard her say something to the effect that she knew that I had been sucking her pussy. Then I remembered that I had not washed my face after sucking Ruth's pussy. I didn't know if I should wash my face or deliver the tea first. I was filled with apprehension at the thought of being confronted by my mother. I decided to tough it out. When I entered the bedroom, all conversation stopped in mid dialogue. They both looked at me. I handed the tea to Mama. She placed it on the bedside table. Mama turned back to address Ruth, "How could you seduce my daughter?" Before Ruth could respond I spoke up. "Mama it was not Ruth's fault! I had already had sex with another girl! I was the one that wanted to find out what sex was like with a woman!" Mama started crying, "I didn't want you to find out about Ruth and I until you were older and could understand our feelings for each other. Ruth should not have done it. It is even worse that your father's cheating on me. She cheated on me with my own child!" "Mama I have known that you were making love to each other for a long time. I just didn't know how it was done until a friend showed me few days ago. It is not that I don't love you. I love you even more than ever!" I stammered. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. I could not resist leaning over and kissing Mama on the cheek. Mama must have smelled Ruth's pussy juice again. She shot Ruth a look that was hard to tell if she was mad or not. She held out her hand to Ruth, when Ruth took her hand Mama pulled her closer to the bed. You could tell that Mama was still in pain by the way she winced when Ruth sat on the bed. Ruth wanted to stand up but Mama wouldn't let her. Mama placed her other hand on the back of my neck. She turned her head and kissed me on the mouth with passion. Her tongue pressed against my teeth until I opened my mouth. We fought with each other's tongue until Mama shoved her tongue deep into my mouth. It must have been the fact that what we were doing was even more taboo than lesbian sex that excited me even more than kissing Ruth. My panties were soaking wet. Mama asked, "What are we going to do? Vickie shouldn't be thinking about sex at her age. She should still be thinking about wanting her own pony." Ruth spoke up, "Honey I was even younger than Vickie when I had my first relationship with an older woman." Mama laughed, "Yes, but you always were a slut!" That lightened up the mood for the first time. Mama was too sore to move around much. Ruth and I pulled her tits over the top of her nightgown and lavished our attention on her breasts. We felt her breasts and sucked on her nipples. Every time we moved around on the bed caused Mama to wince in pain. We eventually had to give up and just kiss her and get off of the bed to let her rest. We left the bedroom door open so that she could call us if she needed anything or help getting to the bathroom. Ruth and I were so horny our teeth ached. We left my bedroom door open and proceeded to remove each other's clothes. I always marveled at just how much she looked like a painting by old masters of heroic women warriors of mythology. Her breasts were large and very firm considering how large they were. She did not shave her pubic area but there were no noticeable hairs outside her panty line. There was just a faint tan line where her bathing suit covered her breasts and crotch. She was admiring my slender body as much as I was hers. I have to admit that I did inherit some of my father's features. My hair was darker that my mama's. My eyes are brown. It was obvious that I was going to be as tall as my mother, if not taller. As I have said before my chest was still as flat as a boys and my hips were still as narrow as one too. My vulva was a little smooth mound with just a crack showing. Ruth placed her hand between my legs and picked me up and placed me on my full sized bed. I felt like I was completely at Ruth's mercy. She kneeled on the bed and started kissing me. I felt like she was going to actually eat me at any moment. She licked and kissed her way down my neck to my chest. She sucked on my little nipples hard. She was turning her body as she followed the center of my body to my navel. It actually tickled when she stuck her tongue in my navel. Then she continued down the center of my body to my pussy. I spread my legs in anticipation of her assault on my pussy. While she was spreading my pussy with her fingers she was straddling my head. When I felt her warm breath on my pussy, I was looking up at her pussy. I could see the trail of hair circling her vulva leading to her pink asshole. As her head came down to my pussy, her pussy was being spread over my face. I was being smothered while she was driving me crazy with her tongue. I felt her body quiver after a long time of sucking that told me she was climaxing. I was sure she was producing more juice in her pussy. It took me a lot longer to reach a point where I simply passed out. Mama was able to get around better in a few days. Ruth and I had given her sponge bathes in bed. I had even sucked her pussy. I could smell the tape and glue of her bandage. We could not give her a regular bath or shower because of the bandage. The only way we were able to get her in the shower was to tape plastic over the bandage. We would get her wet quickly and soap her up and then a quick rinse. It was an effort to get her downstairs to eat. Ruth and I were both masturbating her and sucking her tits. When she was finally feeling better the three of us were sleeping together like we had when I was younger and scared of the dark, only this time we were feeling and sucking each other. I discovered that I was not only good at oral sex on asshole, I like it. I got off on the smell of their asshole as I stuck my tongue into them. My sexual orientation was well established. From that time on I was free to bring girls home for sleepovers. Lorie and Maria were my first guests. They didn't know that I was having sex with Mama and Ruth. They tried to be as quiet as possible while they climaxed. If they ever suspected about my mother's relationship with Ruth they never brought it up. In time I met another girl about my age that came from a family very much like mine. We became lovers and went to the same college together. We shared each other's mothers until they passed away. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com