This story is a story of lesbian sex between two women of different ages, one being just slightly under 21
It's intended to be read by adults so if you're under age please leave now.
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Just yesterday afternoon as I'd met my son coming out of school I met his new teacher. Miss Forster had apparently only just completed her teacher training and had been rushed to this school to take the place of an older lady teacher who had gone on extended sick leave. I'd met the former teacher, Miss Nelson, when I'd first brought my son Jason to this school for his first day and he'd seemed to get along with her quite well for the few days that she'd taught him.
But, Miss Forster is a different kettle of fish altogether, very attractive, and much taller than I am. She's a "blonde", I rather like her appearance which is unusual for me. Ordinarily as you know I like women with black hair and olive complexions but I think I'm about to make a change in direction. What is even more interesting is that she's one of those women who are continually touching you. During the course of our conversation she'd continually touched my hand and brushed her hand or arm against mine and despite my liking for darker women I could feel something like a sexual attraction happening here.
As we'd walked toward the school gate her hand had been linked in mine and being quite close our hips had occasionally bumped together. Don't know if it had stirred her up but her hip rolling against mine was quite a sensuous feeling. She'd said perhaps we should get together one afternoon so we could discuss Jason's progress and she'd tell me how she thought she should move him along but I told her that it could be difficult because I'd just found myself a part time job in a motel so although I could get away early a couple of days in the week on the other days my older son would have to pick Jason up. OK she said, now how about I come over to your place one evening and we can discuss it then.
Sounded like a wonderful idea to me because as with most mothers I was anxious to make sure Jason was happy in school especially when you think that he's going to spend the next twelve years there. Then if there was to be university it could be another four years on top of that. That was what spurred me on to make the offer of dinner the next evening. I could get Robert my eldest son to take care of Jason while we discussed some kind of plan.
When she arrived for dinner the next evening it was warm so I'd planned to have dinner in the garden inside an insect screen, Jason would be having something with his big brother at one of the caf‚'s in town. I know what you're thinking that I'd got rid of them so that Margo, Miss Forster, and I could be alone but frankly nothing like that had crossed my mind. In fact, a young child is rather a nuisance when you want to talk about something serious so getting rid of him for a while was sound planning.
Margo has rather a slim figure so I'd gambled on her liking salad and perhaps some lightly grilled fish. My guess was quite good and I'd grilled some barramundi, a local fish. I understand that it's both a fresh and salt water fish, the man at the fish market had advised me that salt water fish was best so I'd taken his advice.
Dinner was about ready to be served when Margo arrived so after having served her with a cold glass of wine we sat at the table in the garden to eat. Without meaning to be nosey I'd asked her a little about her past, her teacher training etc, and she was quite forthcoming with some details that made me think a little. Some of her conversation caught my attention in her continued mention of "girl friends". Did she mean what I hoped she meant that perhaps she'd had some lesbian experiences or were those girls just friends? It wasn't certain but perhaps as the evening progressed she'd let something else out that may confirm my conclusion that she was definitely "into girls".
Frankly, the confirmation that I was hoping for seemed to be about to be revealed but she'd said "you don't want to know about that" but I certainly did want to know. Neither of us was dressed to pick up another woman if you know what I mean although for me just to wear something loose was practically obligatory in this climate so I'd just put on a blouse and skirt. The blouse was one of those light ones that most of the women wear around here but I hadn't thought about it when I pulled it out of the wardrobe, the lace of my bra would show through it.
Margo was wearing slacks, a light grey pair of flared slacks that hid her shoes. It was only when she crossed her legs that I saw that she was wearing strappy white high heel sandals. She looked lovely without looking sexy. But I've digressed, we're supposed to be talking about Jason. After we'd finished eating and she'd finished another glass of wine I cleared all the rubbish off the table and she sat me down along side her so that I could see the diagrammatical plans she'd drawn up for Jason's education or at least for the remainder of the year. She was pointing across the plan and as she reached to the top on my side I could see her breast or at least the swelling of her breast quite clearly. Further, as she'd reached toward the bottom on my side her breast had rubbed against my forearm and the softness of it had started to make me quiver a little. Seeing the look on my face she knew instantly what was happening to me, it brought a smile to her face too.
Margo asked me if I was cold and would I like to go inside but I said no it was quite pleasant outside. However, to give myself a little time to calm myself I took her glass and went inside to refill it from the bottle in the refrigerator. Damn, as I went to open the refrigerator I almost dropped the bottle because I was aware that my nipples were now showing through my blouse. As I went to set it down on the table I was so nervous that I almost spilled it and Margo had to reach out to stop the glass from toppling over. The touch of her hand was quite firm and I think it lasted longer than I really thought necessary but nevertheless it was quite a nice touch and I sort of hoped that she wouldn't take it away too soon.
She held on to it for a little while as she asked me if I was OK and I guess I blushed as she held on to it for that extended time. Eventually she held it to her lips and said "I'm a bit worried about you, are you sure you're OK"? That kiss on my hand started the tingle that so often happens to me when I feel that another woman is interested in me and I guess she felt the little tremble that ran through me.
But, back to the diagram and when she pointed to something at the top on the left hand side I had to stretch across to see more clearly what she was pointing at. As I stood to get an even better look my breast rubbed very nicely against her shoulder and she'd turned toward me and smiled. Was it because of the motion of my breast against her shoulder or was she just being polite? I couldn't guess but she put her arm around me and asked me again if I was cold. I wasn't really but I liked the feel of her arm around my shoulders so I turned as though to move away from the table but that meant that we were stood face to face and very close together. Damn, I couldn't resist, I kissed her full on the mouth and although I was expecting a smack on the face or some other form of protest she just put her arms around me and responded to the kiss.
We stood like that for what seem like forever but in fact it was probably no more than a few seconds but when we pulled apart I had an anxious look on my face as though I'd over stepped the mark. I was the first to recover but when she took my hands in hers she had a shy smile on her face. Did I read her right or had a made a giant mistake in presuming her lesbianism?
She'd said "Mattie, I didn't mean to press my lesbianism on you, are you OK with it?" Was I OK with it? What a question to ask me, a confirmed lesbian, all I could do was pull her to me and kiss her again but with more feeling this time. It had been quite a while since I'd had any kind of a lesbian adventure so that meeting Margo could possibly be described as fortuitous and I wasn't going to miss out on the opportunity to have another girl under me on the bed.
I took her inside away from prying eyes and towards the back of the house where, if the kids came home too soon, we'd be able to dress in privacy. All of this was of course a giant presumption on my part but she acquiesced to my pulling her along behind me. When we went into my bedroom I had to blush because there were clothes on the bed, some were what I'd got out to try on to meet her in and others were the soiled clothes that I'd taken off when I changed before dinner.
Oh my, she'd said, just the same as my bedroom and the shared laughter helped to lighten the mood. I'd adopted the stance of the dominant woman and moved her back toward the bed sitting her down on the very edge before kneeling before her. I reached up to her and brought her face down to mine so that I could kiss her again but this time there would be no more being the nice demure woman. There was the kind of kiss that I shared with women over whom I'd tried to exercise some control. That was a direct assault on them, not violently of course, but with determination letting them know that I knew what I wanted and had every intention of getting it.
Finishing the kiss I moved my hands to the rear of her waist and unfastened the clip on the waistband of her pants and urging her to move her bottom a little I pulled them down from under her bottom. Not the usual kind of panties that I liked my lover to wear but that would come later, first I wanted to have her pussy in my mouth, that's along with the other parts of her anatomy that would be of interest to me. I moved her from the edge of the bed and got her to lay her head on the pillow. I didn't kiss her again just yet but boldly unfastened her blouse and bra exposing her pretty breasts. Fortunately for me, her bra, like mine, opened at the front so I'd had no trouble getting my first view of her breasts and nipples.
Unlike lots of other lesbians apparently I wasn't a big "tit" woman, the most important part of a woman's breast to me were her nipples and Margo's were just perfect in my view. I went down on them while I was squatting over her so that I had her hands trapped by her sides by keeping my legs close to her torso. That gave me full access to her breasts and I moved to kiss them paying close attention to that part of the breast that pleases me. I love it when my lover kisses and licks me right on the outside perimeter of my breast close against my armpit. The sensation when my lover kisses me there is phenomenal and I feel as though I'm about to burst. So, if it has the same effect on Margo I want to pursue the feelings it should give her. Moving frequently from her left breast and it's surrounds to her right breast and leaving lots of my saliva on those pretty spots I move further down to her belly and leaving more of my saliva there and in her belly button I eventually arrived at her pussy. Lots of fluid was showing on her panties but that was where I left her temporarily. I stood and moved to a position in front of the mirror and started to slowly unfasten my blouse and bra. On completion of that task I'd turned a little to let her see the side view of my naked breasts although I knew full well that she'd seen me unfasten myself in the mirror. As I showed her my breasts I lifted them and ran my fingers underneath where they join my rib cage, that's an action that's bound to make me feel even more aroused. Having stripped off the top I turned away from her again and I unfastened the waist band of my skirt and then I bent to lower my skirt to the floor so she had a full view of my bottom and to my delight I heard her give a little gasp and then when the panties went she muttered to herself something that I didn't fully catch but it sounded as though she'd fallen in love with my bottom and it's curvaceous shape.
I might say that whilst I'd been undressing I'd noticed her picking up the panties that I'd worn earlier and was holding them to her nose and taking deep breaths. Now that the tease had been completed I turned and showed her my pussy. I'd adopted one of the stances that other women had used with me, one that made me tingle all over as I saw their naked pussy. Standing with my feet wide apart, so she'd had an unrestricted view, I'd shown her my naked pussy, absolutely free of any hair at all, not even a whisker to be seen. Before I'd strolled across to the bed I'd stroked my pussy and slid my finger inside closing my eyes and letting out a little ooh! Climbing on to the bed I'd straddled her again but this time whilst still having her hands and arms trapped against her sides I'd moved so that my breasts were floating above her mouth. With one hand I'd prised her lips apart and dropped one of my nipples in her mouth. It had been my intention to tell her to take me in her mouth and suck my nipple but she didn't need any instructions but I got a little complaint when I removed the right one from her mouth. The complaint stuck in her throat when I dropped the left one inside her mouth for her to suckle instead.
This time instead of just leaving it to her to suck me I thrust it as far as I could into her mouth and being the naughty girl she is she opened her mouth to it's fullest extent and sucked as much as she could inside rotating her tongue around it as best she could. But I didn't linger there too long. I took my nipples and let them hover over her nipples with them just touching and then, with a little movement of my shoulders I moved my nipples so that they stroked hers as I moved a little to the left and then when I moved them back a little to the right. I could feel her nipples getting even harder and rising to the occasion, mine were increasing in size at a rapid rate and were getting so hard that I thought they'd burst. Again I didn't linger there, dragging my nipples down as far as her rib cage before I lowered myself so that they again were dragging on her flesh before being engaged in her belly button.
Dragging my nipples backward and forward across her belly and into the buttonhole was sending little signals to my brain to tell me that if I didn't get on to it soon I'd have an orgasm right there and then. I'd presumed that these activities would have proved to be too much for her but I had to admit that I was in no better condition than she was. My nipples were tingling as though they'd been in a freezer and had just been removed and now they were defrosting and the blood was starting to flow again.
Eventually as you may have guessed I reached her pussy, such a pretty thing and I dropped my nipple inside it. It needed me to pull her lips apart so I could get it in but my fingers soon dealt with that obstacle and she seemed very delighted to find it being pushed inside her like a little penis and I was delighted to find that it was being coated with her milky substance. After a quick change of nipples and complete with audible gasps as I withdrew one to replace it with the other I withdrew both of them and crawling back up her body smearing her own `cum" on her belly and breasts. I opened her mouth with my fingers again and this time dropped "cum covered" nipples in turn in her mouth. That seemed to be a masterstroke as she launched her body clear of the bed and with a moan that only just escaped her mouth she flopped back on the mattress fully satiated. As she fell back she released my nipple and I fell back alongside her pulling on my nipples like crazy.
I have to tell you that she was probably the most receptive woman that I've been with in a long time and the way she'd sucked my nipples had been like a greedy child. Holding one of them, in turn, between her fingers she'd proceeded to suck like a baby satisfying itself on its mothers breast.
It was getting close to the time when my two sons would return so it was time to finish her off completely, don't think that the pleasure was all one way of course, because in finishing her off I'd be more than satisfying myself. I pulled her straight on the mattress and lifting her bottom I slipped a couple of pillows under her bottom and that thrust her pussy skyward. There was so much fluid around it that it shone in the light like a searchlight and without radar I dropped down on her. My tongue slipped into her obscenely wet pussy without any resistance at all and in fact it's a good job her pussy wasn't any wider or perhaps I may have fallen in. Goodness, I really enjoyed the taste of her fluids coating my tongue and it was all I could do to make sure that none escaped so as my tongue was lapping at her I flattened it out and tried to push her juices back inside her again. Have no idea why it just seemed like a good idea. I've never been one to rhapsodise over the taste of another woman's "cum" but hers was exceptional, something like vanilla or perhaps strawberry, very nice taste that kept me there longer than I would have done under ordinary circumstances.
As you've realised by now, I've lost my concentration and I'm forgetting that I have another woman to please so gathering my wits about me I returned to the task at hand. Her delicious pussy was practically pouring her juices out of it so I dedicated my self to nourishing myself with it. I felt her hands on my shoulders so looked up at her and she was indicating that she wanted something different and I didn't immediately know what she wanted. However, she told me she wanted to 69 me and pushing me off her she guided me onto the mattress and settled herself over me. My first view was of her naked bottom as she spread her legs for me and I could have sworn that it was smiling at me. But, I wasn't the one smiling as she showed me just how good she was, her tongue, unlike mine, was quite rough and having it stroked up and down my clit was sensational and I knew that once again I'd met my master in one of these young women who seem to know so much about pleasing older women. Or, if they didn't know about pleasing older women they certainly knew how to please me.
Whilst my tongue was working on her clit and pussy I found I couldn't concentrate as her skills over powered me leaving me gasping at her soft and rough alternating touches. Now she moved her head away from my pussy and casually as though talking to one of her school kids she said now I'm the teacher and I'm going to give you a thorough lesson in how it's done. Whilst she'd had her mouth away from my pussy I'd lifted myself up trying to retain the pressure but obviously very skilled and, to my surprise, experienced she proceeded to make me cry out with desire to be fucked even more. Slipping her fingers deep inside me and letting her tongue glide up and down my lips she proceeded to drive me to distraction and when I did eventually "cum" I must have just about filled her mouth to it's full capacity.
My body was still throbbing after several minutes and she continued to clean me up occasionally letting her tongue touch my clit making more little shivers run up and down my spine. Lifting her self off my pussy she turned around and lay alongside me, one hand tugging at my nipples and her lips giving me little kisses. Her other hand was underneath me with the tips of her fingers touching my anus and as they circled around me she asked me, with a beguiling smile, if I'd like to "go" again. Frankly, just at this time I couldn't answer my breathing was heavy and speaking would have prevented me from breathing. Taking my silence as agreement she moved her finger into my anus pushing it in as far as she could and the other hand left my breast and moved down to my pussy but instead of entering me she just touched me and then took it away. As I moved to follow it she smiled at her success in teasing me and kept it from me until I must have put half a metre between me and the mattress when she plunged her finger straight into me asking me if I liked what she was doing to me and of course I couldn't answer, I was too busy trying to breath. She got the picture though as I tried to wriggle her finger further inside my bottom but if I applied downward weight trying to drive her finger in I lost contact with her other hand that was tormenting my pussy.
Now I was the one being tormented and she was the one really enjoying herself tormenting me until such time as I'd said "please, for fuck sake, finish me off". That may have been a mistake because both of my apertures were immediately filled with her hand. My bottom with probably two fingers and my pussy with what I guessed was her clenched fist. What ever she'd given me, I'd had a belated lesson from a kindergarten schoolteacher.
We took a couple of minutes to rest or at least I did, she stood there at the side of the bed resplendent in all her nakedness and just at that moment I could have knelt in front of her and kissed her feet for the moments of joy she'd just given me.
As I stood I started to make my way towards the shower but she held me back and she dressed me in her panties and then my own skirt and blouse and then she pulled my panties on before clothing herself in the remainder of the clothes she'd worn when she arrived. Once dressed we'd gone downstairs out into the garden again where she'd had more wine before kissing me despite my complaints that someone might see us. However, she kissed me again and I thought it was obvious that I'd bitten off more than I could chew with this girl. Having her as my son's teacher could be either a blessing as I would see her on a fairly regular basis or else she could torment me just by being there when the kids came out and whilst I could see her I couldn't have her.
Waiting for the kids to come home was a bit of a torment because just sitting so close to her was agony. When she asked me what time the bus was due and I'd told her about ten or so minutes she got down on her knees and pushing me against the table she'd kissed my pussy and sucked all the juice out of her panties that you will recall I was wearing and when I had another `cum" she stood and said that will do for now, but we will do it again sometime soon won't we? How could I answer that when my mouth was wide open still trying to catch my breath?
Time will tell but I'm hoping that we get to see much more of each other!!!