Football Widow

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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.

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Football Widow

By

Jan

Here I am on the Apartment elevator on my way up stairs to visit an older woman with every hope that she is interested in introducing me to lesbian sex. I'm playing it over in my mind what led me to this day.

I fell in love while I was in high school and got married when I was right out of school and a little older than 18. He was an immature boy when we married I was to find out. He was only a year older than me. Money was a problem in the beginning but I was happy to work to make ends meet. Sex was not bad the first couple of years. He was very quick reaching a climax but he would do it a couple of time when he was in the mood for sex. As the years passed he spent more time working and in front of the TV.

The mornings were spent on weekends watching college football games on Saturdays and professional football games on Sundays. Games started about 1:00 PM and by the time the last game ended it would be 9 or 10:00 PM. If he felt like having sex it would be a quick "Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am" and snoring before the cum dried.

I was bored stiff. I thought about looking for a lover but why bother. For several months I had seen this older woman That must live in our building. We would smile at each other on the elevator. Several times we had been in the basement laundry room washing clothes. By her laundry I knew that she was single. There were no male clothes in her Rubbermaid hamper.

I figured she would be in her mid forties. She was about five-foot eight-inches tall. Her hair was a natural auburn color. We would talk about small things like the discussing way the washing machines were looked after. We introduced ourselves. Her name was Caroline. She was told me she loved my name when I told her mine was Krista. As we became more comfortable I found out that she had been married for ten years and walked in on her husband fucking a young teenaged girl in her bed when she came home early one day from work.

She said that she filed for a divorce the next day and never looked back. She went on to tell me that she was happy to live alone and enjoy the company of friends. I just had the feeling that she was telling me that her friends were all women and they were more than just friends.

The more I saw her the more I was convinced that she was a lesbian. I was not repulsed by the idea of having sex with a woman. My husband didn't suck my pussy very often and rarely ever long enough to make me climax. Oh he loved for me to suck his dick until he would cum in my mouth or on my face. The thought of tasting another woman's pussy could not be any worse that having cum shot down your throat. The thought of having an experienced lesbian make love to me was getting my panties wet.

I was complaining about my husband spending all weekend watching football the other day. When she offered to fix me tea and we could have a hen party. I said that that sounded like a great idea. I told her I would be up to her apartment by 10:30 AM on Sunday.

Sure enough my husband was parked in front of the TV with the Sunday paper in time to watch the pre-game talk shows. I casually mentioned that I had been invited to have tea with a neighbor lady. The response was a simple have fun.

When the elevator stopped on the fifth floor I stepped out and headed down the hall to apartment 545. My husband had not even noticed that I had dressed in black pumps, nude hosiery, in a short black skirt and in a gray cashmere pull over sweater. I had deliberately only buttoned the bottom button so that an ample amount of cleavage was exposed. My 36-C breasts were not restrained by a bra. My black hair was straight and hung almost to my waist. I keep the hair long in front so that it blends back with the rest of my hair to reveal my natural widows peek.

I adjusted my skirt and sweater before I rang the doorbell. When the door opened Caroline was standing there in what could be described as a one peace jumpsuit in forest green and burnt orange silt lounging pajamas and barefoot.

She stepped back and allowed me to enter her apartment. It was a mirror floor plan from mine. The living room was in the back to have a southern exposure. The dinette has the same view with the kitchen, bedroom and bathroom closer to the hall. We went into the living room and she invited me to have a seat on the couch while she finished making the tea.

I was checking out her tasteful decoration of the room. Her cable station was on the Home and Garden Show. Nothing in the room would indicate that she was a lesbian. I was beginning to think I had misjudged her and was a little upset because I was hopping that she was and would like to introduce me to her way of life.

Caroline came back with a pot of hot water tea and scones on a lacquered tray. She sat the tray on the coffee table in front of me and poured the tea.

As I put a teaspoon of sugar in my cup as she sat down next to me on the couch. She was close but not touching me. She picked up her cup and welcomed me to her home.

She offered me a scone and I put one on my saucer lip after taking a bite and complementing her on her cooking. She thanked me and we started talking. Our conversation dwelt on out dissatisfaction with our husbands. She told me about her marriage and told her about my marriage.

I asked her pointedly how she satisfied herself, hoping that she would admit that she was a lesbian. She avoided the question with a simple statement that she had simple tastes.

We talked about decorating homes as we had a second cup of tea. She asked me if I would like something stronger than tea. I told her that anything she was drinking would be fine with me. She got up and retuned with a shaker of what turned out to be Manhattans. She poured us both a couple drinks into large cocktail glasses. These drinks were defiantly more than doubles. We settled down to enjoy them. After we had finished drinking a couple of them, she put her arm around my shoulders as she moved next to me.

She asked me, "Do you mind my being so forward?"

I blushed as I told her, "I was hoping that you would be."

Caroline chuckled when she said, "I thought you were looking for a change!"

She put her thumb and fore finger of her right hand under my chin and lifted my face so that she could kiss me. The kiss was not demanding. I lasted for several moments. I opened my mouth to breath and her tongue entered my mouth. It was nice to play tongue tag with her as we kissed. When she put her mouth next to my ear and kissed it after pulling my hair back to expose my ear she reached for my left breast and moaned her approval when she felt soft yielding flesh under my sweater.

I was not sure what I should do. I attentively reached for her right breast and felt her large double D breast. The silk was slippery under my hand and her nipples felt large in my palm.

As she pulled me close so that she could use her left hand to play with my right breast she put her hand on the inside of my exposed inner thigh. She gently moved her hand under my skirt until she felt the warm silkiness of my underpants. I was breathing hard when she kissed my neck. I scooted forward on the couch to give her better access to my panties. I know that my juices were wetting my panties as she rubbed them.

When she pulled her hand out and smelt her fingers I blushed. She took hold of the bottom of my sweater and pulled it up and over my head. She told me in glowing terms how nice my breasts looked with my dark brown areolas and suckable nipples. Saying that she leaned forward, taking my left nipple into her mouth and rubbed the nipple with her tongue.

I was squirming on the couch as I debated if I should feel her breasts. Caroline solved the debate I was having with myself, by unbuttoning her jumpsuit completely with her right hand and taking hold of my hand she placed it on her breast. I was feeling how hard her nipple was as she felt for the button on my skirt as she kept sucking on my breast.

I lifted my hips as she pulled the skirt down my body. She moved to the floor between my legs as she pulled the skirt off my legs and laid it over the back of the couch. She commented on how attractive my pubis looked with my dark hair showing through my white underpants. As she leaned forward to take hold of the waistband she planted a kiss on the swell of my silken panty covered pubis. Then I lifted my hips up as she pulled them down. I felt like a child as she devoured my nude body with her eyes. For a 27-year old woman I have tried to keep my figure as much as I could. My tummy was only sagging a little. I have a soft swell above my bikini line. My pubic hair is straight and not very thick.

When Caroline parted my legs to kiss my pussy she was in hurry about what she was doing. She had the look of a woman about to devour her favorite pastry. When she put her face next to my vagina and smelt me I was almost ready to grab her head and pull it into my cunt. When she stuck out her tongue and gently licked the labia partly exposed through the hair I was moaning like I did when I was a teenager making out in the movie theater.

She was in no hurry to make me cum after all be had at least six hours to play. She stood up and pulled her jumpsuit off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Her areolas and nipples are more of a mauve color. The breasts sagged a little, but had a nice round shape to them. Her tummy had an appendix scar on the right side. When her pubis came into view her pubic hair was darker but still auburn. It was trimmed so that her curly hair was about a quarter inch long. Her thighs were slightly dimpled with cellulite. I felt very sexually drawn to her and completely comfortable with her.

I wanted to touch her. I wanted to feel her warm body next to mine. She stood facing me with her feet about a shoulders width apart and her hands on her hips so that I had a good view of her body.

I sat forward on the couch and reached for her. She stepped forward until she was standing between my legs. I could smell her perfume and the musk of her vagina. As I reach for the inside of her thigh with my hand she took hold of my wrist and pulled me up.

She led me down the hall to her bedroom. When we entered I was very impressed with the room. The furniture was all early American with a pickled white finish. The full sized bed was the central piece with turned posts on the head and foot boards. The bed spread was a crazy quilt pattern that picked up the pink and gold glazed walls and the floral pattern on the drapes. The dresser was very wide with a piano stool bench in front of it with three large mirrors. Two of them angled so that she could get a view of the sides as she dressed. The opposite wall had a mirrored sliding glass wall closet and what I thought was an armoire with an interesting one armed loveseat next to it.

Caroline folded back the bedspread along with the top sheet revealing the light green satin fitted sheet and matching pillows. She motioned for me to sit on the bed, as she turned on the bedside lamps to fill the room with a soft glow that made the room almost golden.

The sheets were cool on my bottom and I slid across the sheet until I was sitting with my back against the far pillow. Caroline lay next to me on the bed. So, I scooted down until I was alongside of her body. She took me in her arms. When she kissed me on the mouth it was gentle our lips scarcely touched at first. The air coming from her nose was warm on my cheek. Her touch was so soft on my skin that I felt Goosebumps following her touch. I wanted to grab her but I just laid there and enjoyed the feeling she made me feel.

She drew circles around my nipples with the tip pf her fingernail. When she kissed my ear I could smell her hair. I could feel her breasts touching my body and she put her right leg over the top of my right leg and pressed her moist cunt against my leg. Her lips were warm on my neck and she could feel my pulse beating with the pace of a study drum beat as my chest rose and fell in time to my breathing. She was soon breathing on the cleavage between my breasts. Her wet lips and tongue bathed my flesh in her saliva. I thought I would go crazy if she didn't suck my nipples soon.

Caroline finally took my right nipple into her mouth and sucked it like she was a baby. Her hand was roaming down my body. When her hand reached my inner thigh she started kissing her way down my body. Her body slid on the satin sheet like an ice-cub on a wet floor until she was between my legs. She looked up at my face as if she wanted my approval to kiss my cunt.

I said, "Please Caroline kiss me."

When her lips touched my cunt I felt like I had never been kissed between my legs before. No man had ever kissed my pussy like this. You would have thought she was tongue kissing my mouth it was so thrilling. She cupped my butt in her hands and devoured my flesh until I had so strong of a climax that I went faint. I was breathing like a long distance runner.

When she moved up the bed to be next to me and I smelled my own cunt juice on her face I couldn't think of anything I wanted more than to kiss her. While we kissed Caroline moved both of us around on the bed until we were lying crosswise. Then she sat up and straddled my face.

I was looking at the first vagina I was ever going to kiss. I had seen other girls and women before but this was a lot different. I was close enough to see each hair growing out of the flesh, close enough to have the hair tickle my face, close enough that the smell was taking my breath away and close enough the her juices were dripping on my face.

Caroline lowered her crotch down until she was smothering me. I sucked, licked and kissed her vagina with all the passion I could muster. Her clitoris was rubbing my nose. What a strange lump of skin. It was soft and pliable when I moved it side to side but stiff when I tried to move it up and down with my nose. She moved so that her clit was in my mouth and I sucked it. She was sweating and moaning as she told me things like. "Krista your making Momma feel so good. I'm almost about to cum!"

Caroline sat back and moved her hips forward until her anus was rubbing against my mouth. I would have never believed that I would be licking the asshole of anyone let alone loving it. I actually made my tongue as pointed and as stiff as I could. She sat on my tongue and it was swallowed by her anus. I was actually tongue fucking my first asshole.

Then she moved back into a forward position so that her pussy was on my mouth again and she fucked my face in a way that told me she was about to climax. When she did cum she lay forward on my body and I could feel her sweating all over me. Her face was lying on my pubic hair as she kissed my pussy to show her gratitude. She rolled off me as we recovered.

We were moving around to hold each other as we talked about how thrilling it had been for both of use, when a voice came from armoire, "You have mail!" I was startled by the female voice. Caroline chuckled. She got up and opened the double doors to the cabinet. Inside was a 19-inch flat monitor in black for a computer. She pulled out a wireless keyboard and mouse and returned to the bed next to me.

Caroline opened the mail to see a message from someone named Mildred. It said, "Are you home Honey."

Caroline typed in a message, "What's up?"

"Soygee is here and she wants to play!"

Caroline asked if I had ever had cyber sex before. I told her I had heard of it but never did it. She asked me if I wanted to see what it is like. I said I was ready for anything.

Caroline typed, "Let's go to ISPQ. I have a new friend here, that wants to play."

She got up and moved the couch in front of the armoire. Then pulled me over onto the couch so that I was sitting next to the arm of the couch, and she sat next to me. She then used the keyboard to open a program. I saw it go directly to a list of names entitled Lesbian Room. She typed a message that said she was in. Soon under Pal list Mildred's name went from offline to online.

Caroline clicked on the name. A picture appeared that took up a third of the screen. And a smaller picture was in the lower right about half the size of Caroline and me on the couch. The bed was visible behind us.

What I saw in the picture frame was a woman about Caroline's age in a silk robe and just coming into view was a dark skinned girl that looked like a college aged girl. I figured that she was from India because she had a red tear drop painted on her forehead. Her lips were almost chocolate in color. Her eyes were almost black looking. She had on a tight red jersey top with a yellow print folded strip of cloth over her shoulder. Her arms were bare.

Mildred chuckled after she turned on her microphone and speakers. She said, "It looks like you started before us!"

I was trying to hide my breasts with my arms.

Caroline said, "This is Krista Mildred, We had just consummated her initiation into the world of Lesbianism." Mildred said that I looked charming and should not hide myself. She said, "This is Saygee, Krista. She is my adopted daughter while she is going to school here in London."

Saygee and I said hi to each other.

Mildred and Saygee were sitting next to each other. Behind them was a nice looking living room, with a large couch in full view. Mildred said she felt over dressed in front of us. She started helping Saygee remove her sari. When it was removed she was in that tee shirt thing and pink panties. When Mildred pulled the tee shirt off Saygee was showing dark skinned breasts with dark coffee colored areolas.

Now Saygee helped Mildred remove her dressing robe. The silk fell into her lap and revealed that her breasts were even larger than Caroline's. As Mildred stood up the robe slid to the floor. As she turned around to pick it up the robe Caroline and I got a good view of her pubic garden. It was darker colored than the hair on her head. When she turned around I saw an ample buttocks and even her anus.

When she was ready she knelt before Saygee and pulled her panties down. Saygee stepped out of them. Mildred opened her legs for us to see between Saygee's legs. What we saw was a black garden of coarse hair. When Saygee lifted her arms to put her hair over her shoulder I saw that her under arms were not shaved. I was not use to seeing a woman with hairy underarms. She skin was flawless. The labia that showed were as dark as her lips and areolas. Mildred sat back down on the bench next to Saygee. Then she turned a little so she could stroke Saygee's pussy.

As I watched the action on the monitor Caroline started finger fucking me. I was enthralled with the sight of this older English woman kissing the young Indian girl as she finger fucked her. As Caroline slide to the floor in front of me Mildred did the same in front of Saygee.

I watched Saygee pulling on her nipples as Mildred sucked on her vagina. Saygee was soon moaning out her orgasm. I was following her movements and was soon pulling on my own nipples and they were turning a deeper red than they normally were as I reached another climax.

Mildred moved to the couch and reclined on it without saying anything. Caroline did the same by getting up and reclining on the bed in a mirror pose of Mildred. I watched Saygee get up and kneel between Mildred's legs that gave me a view of her back side. Her anus was in full view. It was a dark chocolate color and was puckering as she sucked on Mildred's vagina. I got up and walked around the bed so that I would not give the camera the same view of my ass and so that I could watch Saygee administer to Mildred.

I went to work on Caroline's pussy with my tongue and mouth. Caroline reached under me and inserted her finger in my pussy. She started stroking me in time to my sucking and probing of her. Soon I became aware that I was copying her movements. She was taking charge and teaching me how to please her without saying a word.

When Mildred moaned through her climax she pulled Saygee up so that she could kiss her. When Caroline climaxed she sat up and turned me over and tongue kissed me to the point that I thought I would have to swallow her tongue just to breathe. I was gasping for air when she lifted her head.

All of us moved back to our bench and said our good byes. Mildred and Saygee told me that they were happy that Caroline had found me and that they hoped that I would become a full member of their circle of friends. I assured them that I had never been so satisfied in my life. I was looking forward to many more parties like this.

After the good byes Caroline shut down the programs and put her computer back on sleep mode. Then we decided we need to clean up and pee. So Caroline led me to the bathroom as I sat peeing she asked if I wanted to bath or shower. I opted for a shower. She turned on the water and handed me a shower cap. As I got up she sat down and peed too.

We showered together. Caroline took the soap and washed by body with her hands. Then she lathered up her hands and washed my cunt and asshole until I was climaxing again. I took the soap and repeated her way of cleansing on her body. I was a fast learner if nothing else. Caroline was soon backed up against the shower wall wrapping her legs around my body as she kissed me at the same time she climaxed. We dried each other off and I used her toothbrush to brush my teeth. Then I freshened up my makeup. Caroline followed me to the living room and helped me dress.

I said I better leave and Caroline asked if I had enjoyed the day and wanted to do it again. I told her, "This was going to be the way we would spend every weekend from now on."

I asked, "When do you have to leave for work?"

Caroline said, "I leave for work by 9:00 AM 5 days a week.

I told her that I would be up for coffee by 5:35 AM every morning."

Caroline said, "The coffee will be hot by the time the doorbell rings."

We kissed one more time and I could not resist probing her cunt with my finger so that I could carry her smell home with me.

The last football game was still on when I got home. The only comment was, "Did you girls have fun?" I smiled to myself as I answered him with it was girl talk. I said she is a very interesting woman and opened another beer for him as I started dinner. I almost regretted having to wash my hands before getting dinner ready. I smelt her one last time and thought about coffee in the morning.

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