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Beginnings, oral, anal, F/FFF
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College Days of a Greek Girl
By
Jan
I was born into a Greek family from the central valley of California. I was named Jeanne, after my grandmother. I grew up in the wine country, and wine was everything to my family. Our family had own our vineyard for five generations. The boys were brought up to be committed to the vineyard, and the girls were expected to marry Greeks that were dedicated to the wine industry. My older sister was married to a Greek family in the trucking industry that transported our wine to market. I was expected to marry a Greek boy from another family that owned a vineyard in the same valley. I grew up thinking that was what was expected of me.
I was a pretty good student, and fit in with the popular group at school. I dressed and groomed myself to fit in with in in crowd. My family didn't put up much of a fuss when I lightened my shoulder length hair. Like all of the girls in my crowd I plucked my eyebrows, shaved my underarms, and shaved most of my pubic hair on my vulva. I mentioned all of that, because when I went away to college everything changed for me.
When I graduated from high school I got permission from my family to go to San Francisco State University, planning on majoring in agricultural degree to learn how to make our vineyards to produce more and better wines. The only way my father would allow me to go away to college was for me to stay with my mother's sister, Aunt Mary. My father didn't care for her, because she was not married, and she had been a hippy during the seventies.
She owned a Greek restaurant in San Francisco. It was one of those old buildings that had been built sometime after the 1906 earthquake. The brick walls had been painted over so many times the paint took on a plaster look. It was a three story building, and the two upper floors were dedicated to living quarters. The smell of Greek cooking all of the time was very familiar to me.
Aunt Mary looked like all of the women in our family. She had dark curly hair, and piercing brown eyes. She had a mature figure like all of my older relatives. She not only supervised the cooking of the food on the menu, she greeted all of the customers like they were family. The cooks started cooking the soup stock by 5:00 am every morning. Mary had to check the stock to approve it every day. She did all of the bookwork after closing, so she didn't get much sleep. If she got four hours before supervising the kitchen she was lucky. She would manage to catch nap for three to four hours before the lunch crowd. I admired her dedication and drive.
When I was not at school I was expected to help in the restaurant. I swept, mopped, washed dishes, and served food. I eventually worked the cash register and hosted.
When Mary and I were upstairs I occasionally saw her in various stages of undress. It was not a matter of her flaunting her nudity in front of me it was just catching her moving from bathroom to bedroom after bathing. I noticed that she didn't shave her underarms or her pussy at all. She had an abundant amount of pubic hair. I swear there was even a ring of dark hairs around her areolas. She did shave her legs, because her customers might not like seeing hairy legs. I found it interesting, if not erotic.
When I asked about it, Mary told me that it was a waste of time, and the hair prevented chafing. Somehow it made sense to me, so I figured why not stop shaving after all I was too busy at school and work to date any boys. Besides coming from a close nit Greek family all of the students at college were strangers not to be trusted.
Aunt Mary only closed the restaurant on Mondays, and long enough to attend services at the Greek Orthodox Church. I had to attend church with her. She was friendly with everyone, and relished people addressing her as Mamma Mary.
On those Mondays the restaurant was closed Mary always told me she had things to do, so I was left to my own devices. It did arouse my curiosity though, but I thought it would be rude to ask what she was doing.
One day I was wondering through the shops on Market Street, and happened to see my aunt entering a bar on a side street on the arm of a woman. That wouldn't have been so strange except they kissed on the mouth before entering. I couldn't confront her with what I witnessed. Another day after school I made a point to catch a bus to check out the bar.
When I entered the small bar it was so dark it took a little time for my eyes to adjust. I approached the bar and ordered a Vodka Collins, and sat on a stool. While I sipped my drink I studied the place. The only man in the place was the bartender, and he even had makeup on. There was only a half dozen patrons in the place that time of day, and they were all women. It only took a couple of minutes before a woman about forty years old approached me, and asked if she could join me. I quickly realized that the place was a lesbian bar, and the woman was flirting with me.
I couldn't refuse her request without offending her, so I smiled at her as she sat on the stool next to me. She introduced herself, and observed, "I haven't seen you in here before."
"I am from the wine country, and am attending SFSU. She placed her hand on my thigh and said, "I find you very attractive!"
"Thank you!" was all I could say.
"I live just a short way from here, would you like to join me for a drink at my place?"
That frightened me, "I only stopped for a drink, I have to get to class right away!"
The woman was disappointed, because she thought I was refusing her because of her age or something. I made my exit as quickly as possible. Now that I knew what kind of place that was, I wondered if my aunt was a lesbian. Surely if she and her friend were straight they wouldn't have been going into such a bar.
I started keeping an eye on my aunt. I started noticing the way she greeted some of her female customers. There was far more touching and flirting. It all made sense to me now. She was trying to hide her sexual preference from me.
One evening after closing I was closing the cash register and adding up the cash. Mary came over to help me, and I casually asked, "Aunt Mary I noticed you talked to the woman you call Robbie. Can I ask if she is your lover?"
Mary was stunned, "What makes you think I'm gay?"
"The woman Robbie screams that she is a lesbian with every gesture and word out of her mouth."
Mary was almost crying when she said, "I did my best to keep you from finding out about me. Please don't tell the family about me. It is bad enough that I'm not married and don't have a house full of children."
"It doesn't bother me at all, and in fact I even went into a lesbian bar the other day to check it out. When a woman tried to pick me up, I chickened out."
Mary studied me with a critical eye, "If you want to find out what lesbian sex is like, I could teach you!"
My heart was pounding in my chest, as I said, "I have never so much as kissed a girl on the mouth, but I have been wondering what it would be like to have sex with a woman."
Mary gathered me up in her arms and kissed me on the mouth. She was practically smothering me with her mouth. I tried to open my mouth to breathe, and she stuck her tongue into my mouth. We were both placing our hands on each other's tits. Mary's tits were larger than mine of course. We started taking each other's clothes off. When I pulled her sweater up over her head she had to raise her arms up, exposing her armpits. My nose was close enough to smell her sweaty pits. The acrid odor was somehow very erotic to me. I buried my face in the hair and started licking it. Mary even turned her body, so that I could lick her other pit.
She used the other hand to reach behind her back to unhook her bra. Her big breasts fell out from under the bra cups. When I pulled my head back, I helped her remove the bra. When I started sucking on her nipples, there was no way I was going to avoid the hairs ringing her areolas, or did I. Mary was enjoying my efforts to suck on her tits, but she had more important things to do.
She made me stop long enough to make me stand up to remove my skirt and panties. At the time I had a simple little triangle of pubic hair, but it had been several days since the last time I shaved, so there was plenty of dark haired stubble all over my vulva. Even if she didn't like the stubble it didn't stop her from licking my cunt. She sucked on my clit while finger fucking my cunt.
I had never h ad oral sex with anyone before, and I found it mind blowing. Every flick of her tongue sent waves of thrills through my body. There were times I thought I was going to pee. When I told Mary how I felt, she told me to go ahead. I couldn't believe she actually wanted me to pee in her mouth, but the next urge I let go and actually peed in her mouth. The flood of warm ammonia smelling liquid filled her mouth and ran down her chin and over her breasts. If she knew that her skirt was getting soaked, she didn't seem to care. I even had an orgasm while peeing in her mouth.
It took me a while to recover. I was wobbly on me feet. I had to sit down on the couch to recover. While I was doing that Aunt Mary stood up and unfastened her skirt. The piss soaked wool skirt made a wet plopping sound when it fell to the floor. Her granny panties were also wet in front. Her thick pubic bush was showing through the material. I reached out and helped her pull her panties down. She stepped out of them and stood there in front of me.
She rubbed her crotch with the palm of her hand before she stuck her fingers into her pussy. After masturbating a little she waved her fingers under my nose a few time to insure that I smelled her pussy odor, then she stuck her slimy fingers into my mouth. I sucked them clean before she pulled her fingers out of my mouth, and bent down to kiss me on the mouth. While we were kissing her tits were dangling from her chest. I couldn't resist playing with her nipples.
When she stood up she shoved her hips forward to present her crotch to me. I buried my face in that thick mat of pubic hair. I found the smell of her pussy to be very erotic. She had a musky odor that smelled a little different than when I smelled my fingers after masturbating. Her labia minor dangled past her labia major like a ruffled cuff. Hidden among the folds was a rather large clitoris. I was able to suck on it like a finger. Whatever I was doing must have pleased my Aunt, because she was telling in a barrage of dirty words what I good job I was doing. She promised me that if I wanted to live with her after college I was welcome to do so.
When it came bed time she led me to her bedroom and we settled down for a night of sex. We must have made love half of the night. She even overslept. Her cell phone woke us up, because the cook was ready for her to taste the stock. She sleepily got up and slipped on a simple dress and shoes to go down to approve the stock.
Aunt Mary and I made love every chance we got. I even stopped shaving my underarms and pussy to please her. I was so engrossed with sex that my school work suffered. It took some doing to catch up with my classes.
My councilor even called me in to discuss what my distraction was. I couldn't very well tell her that I was eating pussy almost every chance I got. The funny thing was that while she was talking to me she got up from her desk and came around behind me. She placed her hands on my shoulders and stroked them. I had an involuntary shudder. My pussy got instantly wet. She leaned over and kissed my neck, when I didn't object she slide her hands down my chest and cupped both of my tits. I moaned when she squeezed them, and I turned my head to kiss her on the mouth.
She pulled me to my feet and sat my butt on her desk, as she lifted my skirt. She pulled my panties aside, and commented on what a hairy pussy I had before she started eating my cunt. I actually squirted cum in her face. Afterwards she assured me that anytime I had a need for a little relaxation to come and visit her.
I left her office thinking that I was going to make a habit of visiting her from then on.
By the time I was a sophomore I worked up the nerve to visit the bar again, while Aunt Mary was busy with the diner crowd. I was only a little concerned that I was not old enough to legally be buying liquor. This time a nice looking woman dressed like she worked in s business office approached me. When she offered to buy me a drink I accepted. When she asked why she hadn't seen me before. I simply told her I was a student at SFSU. She wanted to know what my major was, and when I told her she was surprised, because she thought that agriculture was more of a man's subject. I explained that I came from a Greek family that was committed to vineyards and wine production. She even knew the brand name of our vineyard. I was getting a little bored with the small talk, so I asked her for a dance. While we were on the small crowed dance floor I made sure to rub my body against hers enough to let her know I was horny for sex. She whispered in my ear, "Why don't you accompany me to my hotel for a night cap?"
In response I kissed her on the lips, and we left the bar arm in arm. It was just a short walk to the hotel she was staying at. She had a spacious room, with a large bed. She had a small fridge, but she didn't open it because there would be exurbanite extra charges for anything she used. She must have bought a bottle of whisky at a package store. She took the ice bucket to get ice from a machine in the hall. When she returned she put some ice cubes in a couple of plastic cups and added a generous amount of booze and added a dash of water to make the golden bead around the rim of the cups. She handed me one cup and we toasted each other. We sat on the love seat sized couch while we sipped out drinks. We each had an arm around the other while we drank. She told me she was in town on business. She often got to come to town. We kissed between sips of our drinks until the glasses were empty. She placed the cups on the table in the room and returned to the couch. She pulled me to my feet and led me to the bed.
She wanted to undress me, so I let her. When she saw how hairy my pits and cunt was she was intrigued why I didn't shave.
"I'm Greek and a lot of women in my community don't shave. I'm living with an aunt while going to college. She doesn't shave, so I don't shave to please her."
The woman understood that I was sleeping with my aunt, and thought it was thrilling that I had been brought out by a relative. She may not have preferred a girl with such a hairy pussy, but she did enjoy eating my cunt.
She was a close shaven woman. She had the first hairless pussy I ever ate. I found it a lot different, and enjoyed it. While I was rating her pussy, I was thinking that the only way to insure a girl didn't have pubic hair was to seduce pre-pubescent girls.
I actually sought out married women with young daughters after that. As soon as the woman made a pass at me I would only have sex with them if they allowed me to sleep with their daughters too. As strange as it sounds it wasn't that hard to find women willing to allow me to seduce their daughters, if the girls were not already into sex.
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