Athoritarian/Adult Youth, oral anal, F/fF
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.
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Selena and Tracie
By
Jan
I was having a quiet lunch at the East Orange Country Club by myself. I paid little attention to the attention I was attracting. I was used to the fact that my presence drawing attention. When the waitress brought me my meal, she was staring t my breasts. She asked, "Will there be anything else MS Fanara?"
"No thank you, Honey."
I was amused that people are so intimated by my body. I am a full-figured forty-five-year-old Italian and all of five-foot-ten in my bare feet. My brunette hair is my pride and joy. It is like a lions' mane cascading down my back in silken waves. My 40-G breasts attract attention every place I go.
As I surveyed the room my attention was drawn to one family a few tables away. I was drawn to the daughter because she was so attractive. She was wearing a typical tennis uniform of white blouse and short a pleated skirt with name brand tennis shoes. I judged that she was about 12 or 13-years-old but was so attractive that she could have been older.
Her father was obviously an alfa male. He was the picture of a braggadocio male. He controlled the room like a corporate CEO, and her mother was a tinny woman that was simply eye candy and intimidated by her husband.
I made up my mind to seduce the girl. I set about studying the family. I learned their names and they lived in the expensive area Short Hills, New Jersey from the club register. I observed that Tracie was taking tennis lessons from the club pro. The father was named John and was the kind of golfer that couldn't break a hundred to save his life, but bragged about his golfing skills. I mad my plans on how to go about planning mt seduction was the girl.
When Tracie was looking for someone to play with her, I volunteered to play with her. I deliberately played a game where I won against her without embarrassing her. She was very excited and talkative while we showered and got dressed. Used that time to admire her body. She was about five- feet tall, with a bubbly personality. Her hair was a natural golden blonde with clear sky-blue eyes. Even her pubic hair was so blonde that it was almost invisible. My mouth watered just looking at that sweet ass.
The second part of my plan was to seduce her father. The best thing to do take advantage of his ego. I was sure he was a chauvinist and it would vex him to lose to a mere woman. To set him up I formed a foursome of the house pro, one of the caddies that I knew was an excellent golfer and another golfer that was excellent. My plan to start our round after Tracie's father's foursome. I planned it so that we started three holes behind them and by the sixth hole we were pressing them. Eventually, I asked them if we could play through. He begrudgingly allowed us to play through.
The pro smiled, "You know you're pissing him off?"
"I know I'm hurting his male ego. I'm planning on goading him into match play."
My teammate was amused by my plan and we were in the clubhouse long before Tracie's father's foursome came in. He was pissed and blamed his partners for playing so slow. The pro caught onto my plan and commented that he would like to see him play a matched round against Ms. Fanara.
I asked him what is your handicap, and he said he was a 6 handicap. I knew that he was no better than a 10, so I said, "I will spot you 8 stroke and still beat you!"
So, a time was set up for the next day for us to have an around where there were three guys keeping score besides our own scorecards. His ego got the best of him and he tried to make it a non-handicap round. I assured him that I was happy to give him eight strokes.
When the match started there was plenty of interest. His ego made enough enemies that they were willing to bet against him. The betting pissed him off even more. Some of the chauvinists had to back him against a mere woman. I made up the eight strokes on the front nine. On the back nine, I finished six strokes ahead of him. When we tallied up the scorecards the three judges and my card had me up by six strokes. His card had me up by five. He was forced to concede I had won the bet.
It had the desired effect, he wanted me as his partner when he wanted to make sure he was on the winning team after that. Walking the course gave me a lot of time to talk to him. At the same time, I was ingratiating myself to Tracie. From what I heard she was always talking to her parents about me. I had stepped up her game to the point that she was able to beat any girl in her age bracket.
I was always being invited to dinner at their home. I became a familiar face at their parties and l could hold my own with anyone in conversations among the corporate heads. John began to ignore his wife even more than normal. It didn't take long before he sought a divorce from her.
His lawyers allowed her to have a comfortable living and bought her a new home without full custody of Tracie.
It wasn't long before he asked me to marry him. We set up house-keeping in the big home. I made sure that Tracie trusted me enough that she came to me for friendship and advice.
I also befriended his ex-wife and saw her while Tracie was at school and John was at work
His personal drive to be a winner, he spent long hours at work. Like a lot of businessmen, he had to be seen as a successful businessman. He was juggling money. He would borrow money to cover losses in one venture to keep the stock prices up. By paying back loans quickly he was always able to borrow more money. His stockholders love him. His business drive worked in my favor.
He wasn't home much and when he was around, he was too tired, making his sex drive suffered. I didn't have to service his sex drive very much.
When I visited his ex-wife, I would complain about John's ability to gratify my sexual needs. She enjoyed my recounting Johns failures to have successful orgasms. She smiled and admitted that he rarely was able to bring her to orgasm. I admitted to her that my most satisfying sexual encounters were with women. I let her think about that without pressing the issue.
Just as I had planned, she admitted that she had dated her hairdresser and had satisfying sex with her. We masturbated sessions with each other. I suggested that she introduce me to her hairdresser. We were soon engaged in three-way sex. Eventually, I seduced her while visiting her. I was so much larger than her, it was like making love to a child. I was having her first fuck me, and she could stick her arm halfway up her forearm in my vagina. It didn't take very long to get her to eat my pussy. At the same time, I was seducing the ex-wife I was making Tracie dependent on me.
I listened to Tracie's complaints about school and her friends. I offered her advice about how to achieve both good grades at school and make friends. I improved her study habits so much that she was soon in the top ten percent of her class. She was soon spending more time with me that her school friends. When I was aware that she was devoted to me I deliberately made sure my bedroom door was open one night when I cleverly aroused his libido.
I watched for Tracie as she couldn't resist looking into the bedroom. She saw her father doing his best to fuck me. It wasn't a pretty sight. He had premature ejaculation and flopped on his side to drift off to sleep. Tracie was still watching while I started masturbating myself to orgasm.
The next afternoon when she got home from school, she wanted to talk to me about what she had seen but was reluctant to bring it up. She was obviously jealous of my father fucking me. I assured her that enduring the sweaty sex with a man was the price women pay for the security of marriage, and I was willing to endure anything to become her stepmother of her. I was successfully driving a wedge between her and her mother as well as her father.
I started making my move on her. When she would come home after attending her dance school, I would have her sit on the couch and place her bare feet on my lap while giving her a foot massage. That eventually progressed to a full body massage.
Slowly Tracie became devoted to me. At that point, I encouraged her to call me Mom. I waited until she accepted me as her mother. At that point, I complained to her one day that my breasts were swollen and needed to be sucked on.
Tracie innocently volunteered to do it for me. Se didn't question why I needed that done. I was able to pick up her petite little body and place her on my lap on the couch and pull out my massive breasts and whisper to her, "Baby suck Monnie's tits and make Mommy feel good. You are better than anyone at pleasing Mommy."
While she was nursing, I started rubbing her crotch. When she started moaning and didn't resist, I started unbuttoning her jeans and slipped my hand into her delicate little hip huggers and started stroking her little hair patch. When I found her little clit she moaned while continuing to nurse on my big tit.
When she obviously had a body shaking orgasm, I told her how much I loved her and that I wanted to show her how much I loved her by kissing her pussy.
Having said that I lay her on her back across the couch and pulled her jeans and panties off of her body, and I started licking her pussy. It wasn't long before I was sticking my nose against her clit while I was probing her vagina with my tongue. I was as excited as she was as she approached another orgasm. When she calmed down, she begged me, "Mommy...I want to suck your pussy!"
That was music to my ears! I quickly pulled up my skirt and almost ripped my own delicate panties off of me. I flung my right leg over the back of the couch with my left foot still planted on the floor,
Tracie knelt on the couch and placed her hands on my thighs and she studied my pussy. I had stopped shaving for just this day. I have a plump vulva covered with a mat of black pubic hair. I wondered what she was thinking as she drew close enough to smell my pussy. He hesitated for a moment before she started licking my pussy. She discovered that my clit was so large that it protruded a couple of inches beyond my labia majora. She started sucking on my clit like it was another nipple or at least a small dick. I had one of my bet orgasms as a result of her sucking me off. After that day Tracie and I took off our clothes and we sucked each other's pussy almost every day.
Since I was in control, I had one more kinky desire to fulfill. I wanted to expose to Tracie that her birth mother was my lesbian sex slave.
I invited her mother over when our husband was out of town. I told Tracie's mother that John was out of town on business and Tracie was spending the weekend at the home of a friend. I was planning on making brunch for the two of us.
The mother may have wondered why I was inviting her over, but she was addicted to eating pussy and couldn't resist the opportunity to suck my pussy again in our home. I greeted her in nothing but a gossamer transparent nightgown. I knew very well that she could see all of my plus attributed. I had prepared a delouse meal.
The meal was served on the formal table covered with a linen table cloth that prevented her mother from seeing that her daughter was under the table. While we were tatting and talking, Tracie was lifting my nightgown and was sucking my pussy.
Her mother must have thought I was developing a tick, the way I was jerking when Tracie was biting my clit. It was difficult to carry on a conversation as well. I stopped eating while I experienced an orgasm. I'm sure she noticed my glassy stair.
After that, I pulled the mother to her feet and led her upstairs to my bedroom. (John slept in his own bedroom). When she saw the bed, she noticed that I was sleeping on her old bed. It must have upset her, but I undressed her and placed her on her old bed. Then I removed my nightgown and mounted the bed. I sat on her face and fucked her mouth and nose. I was getting excited listening to her bed squeaking while I fucked her. I eventually lay on my back and had the woman kneel between my legs and suck my pussy. While she was eating my pussy.
I had prearranged for Tracie to come up to my room in a half hour. When she opened the door, she was looking at her mother's asshole.
Tracie was naked and wearing an eight-inch dildo replica cock in flesh colored rubber with a mauve knob. When she joined us on the bed she got behind her mother and drove the dildo into her mother's pussy and fucked her until she was satisfied that the dildo was sufficiently wet, she pulled the dildo out of her cunt and shoved the dildo deep into her mother's asshole. Her mother cried out in pain, but her pleading for Tracie to stop was muffled by my pussy.
Her mother was very upset mostly by the fact that her daughter was fucking her pussy, and her daughter seeing her eating my hairy pussy. When Tracie was finished fucking her mother and removed the dildo. I took hold of her hair and shoved her face into her daughter's pussy. I forced her to eat her daughter's pussy until the girl squirted cum in her mouth. When it was all over I allowed her mother to get dressed and go home. She eventually had a nervous breakdown and had to be committed.
Tracie continued her tennis lessons under my supervision. When we showered together in the club locker-room. I enjoyed having her kneel on the concrete floor under the spray of water on our bodies. It wasn't long that she was sucking have of the women in the country club.
When Tracie turned eighteen and was an adult it was time to end the marriage to her father. He had thought he was so clever having me sign a pre-nuptial agreement. He didn't appreciate the fact that the pre-nuptial works both ways, but he agreed to set up a tax shelter corporation with us as equal partners. When we divorced, I got half of the assets of the corporation. He was furious that I had outsmarted him.
Tracie and I took up housekeeping together. When the laws changed in our State we were married.
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