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Romance, oral, F/FFFggg
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Trailer Park Spinster
By
Jan
My name is Barbra, but I was known as "Babs" and "Sister" to Bernice. In truth we were not related at all. We lived together as spinsters until her demise, because in our State it was illegal for same sex marriages.
We lived in a little trailer park that only had twenty stalls for trailers. Our little old trailer was built back before World War II, and it had a faded green exterior located in the back of the lot almost hidden among old Cyprus trees. The front of the park had those double wide trailers for families.
After Bernice passed away of a stroke, I was lonely for some time. Even though Bernice and I were lesbian lovers, we never missed walking with our white leather King James Bible in hand to a little old white private home that had been converted into an Evangelical Church.
We were always the picture of the little old religious ladies. Our graying hair was braided and wrapped around our heads and held in place with bobby pins. We were slender ladies no more than five-feet two tall. With our age our breasts had sagged, like our breasts were empty bags. We wore simple print dresses that buttoned down the front, with long sleeves and collars covering our necks. We wore knee length nylons with oxford shoes with boxy heels.
At church meetings the congregation was called upon to confess our sins publicly. Like everyone else we never confessed anything more than simple things like evil thoughts about someone we argued with. I'm sure tongues would have wagged if they suspected what Bernice and I did in our bed.
I was aware that all of the families in the park felt sorry for me after Bernice passed away. I spent my days knitting while sitting on the wooden porch in front of my trailer. I enjoyed watching the children playing between the trailers. When the women sent their husbands off to work and their children off to school they had plenty of time to visit. I was invited into their trailers for tea. They told me all of their problems.
One day while I was washing my clothes in the communal washroom, a young woman was in there washing her laundry and crying. I knew that her name was Vicki, and she was new to the park. She eventually told me that her husband was a brute. It was bad enough that he forced her to suck his cock and fucked her in the ass, but the night before he had forced her to suck his cock, and she could smell the odor of another woman's pussy all over his crotch along with her perfume on his clothes. I was very sympathetic to her plight. After we had folded our laundry, she invited me to have tea with her.
I dropped off my laundry basket at my trailer on our way to her trailer. She put the kettle on to heat the water. She fussed around setting the little table until the water boiled. After we made our tea she continued her story about her husband's abuse.
I commiserated with her about her predicament. When she showed me the bruises on her arms and body where he had assaulted her I was shocked. I told her that as long as she was willing to endure his behavior he would continue beating her. My advice was to leave him and file for a divorce with a restraining order. If he violates the order have someone call the police, so that she had witnesses. With any luck he would get jail time. I told her that she might have to move to a location he doesn't know and change her identity. I offered to let her live with me while she filed for divorce. She broke down bawling. I felt compelled to hug her.
While she rested her head on my shoulder crying she was making my dress wet, then she kissed me on the neck just above the collar. I had an overwhelming desire to feel her breasts, but restrained myself.
That day she gathered up her belongings and moved in with me. When her husband got home he was furious and went from trailer to trailer looking for her. When he pounded on my door I made sure Vicki was out of sight and denied knowing where she was. The other ladies in the park helped her get a divorce. Several of them had experienced divorce before.
There was the normal drama before the man eventually gave up trying to find his wife. She was able to return to her trailer. We became close friends. During our teas she expressed her frustration about her lack of a sex life.
I sympathized with her and told her, "I don't want to upset you, but there are ways you can enjoy sex without the risk of male brutality or the potential of getting pregnant."
Vicki wanted to know what I was talking about, so I told her that women could enjoy pleasing each other.
I'm sure that me telling her that surprised her, because everyone thought I was so religious.
She was sitting next to me on the couch, so she leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. I returned the kiss, and placed my hand on her firm little breast. When she placed her hand on top of mine I expected her to remove my hand, but she pressed my hand against her breast even harder.
That empowered me to be bolder, so I started squeezing her breast. When she removed her hand from mine and took hold of my braless breast I slipped my hand down the front of her boat necked cotton dress. She was wearing a simple nylon brassiere because she didn't need the support. I squeezed her tit and toyed with her nipple. She was as excited as I was, and we started taking each other's clothes off. We were quickly naked.
I wasn't comfortable trying to make love to her on the couch, so I got up and pulled her to her feet and led her to the bed in the back of the trailer. When I started sucking her breasts she let me know how good it felt. I eventually went down on her and ate her pussy. It was very satisfying to taste a wet pussy again. Vicki was moaning like she had never had her pussy eaten. By the time she had an orgasm she was making enough noise that I feared she could be heard all the way to the street.
When she recovered she slipped to the foot of the bed without me asking, and spread my legs so that she could eat my pussy. I wondered if she didn't like sucking her husband's cock, would she dislike sucking a woman's cunt. The way she was sucking my old cunt she must have enjoyed sucking my old cunt. She became a daily visitor to my trailer. In time I introduced her to analingus. I was having renewed interest in sex.
I invited Vicki to accompany me to church. Watching the congregation making their confessions, but over time she got used to them making simple innocuous confessions. None of them were about to confess their infidelities or their homosexual desires. She also joined me on Wednesday night Bible study meetings, which were conducted by the pastor's wife. They often turned into gossip sessions, but they opened with confessions too.
One evening Vicki stood up and confessed that she had strong desires to have sex with other women. There was a moment of uncomfortable silence, before the pastor's wife congratulated Vicki on her willingness to share her darkest feelings. She mentioned that we all have to struggle with our desires. The rest of the meeting went on as usual.
As we were walking home the pastor's wife pulled up to the curb next to us in her family's mini-van, and offered us a ride home. In truth we only had a couple of blocks to walk, but we couldn't refuse her offer. Vicki got in the passenger seat, and I got in the back seat.
She drove us to Vicki's trailer and Vicki invited her to join us for tea. I knew I was the third wheel and excused myself to visit a sick neighbor. I wasn't fooling anyone, but the pastor's wife was pleased to see me toddling down the road towards my trailer.
The next morning bright and early Vicki came knocking on my trailer door. I was still in my nightgown. I ushered her in out of the cold morning air, and made coffee while Vicki told me about what had happened.
Apparently the pastor's wife wanted Vicki to pray with her about her sexual desires. They kneeled on the floor and held hands in a prayerful manner facing each other. The woman started praying for the sprit to consume her, and make her pure. When she closed her eyes, Vicki also closed hers, and suddenly the woman kissed her on the mouth. Vicki opened her eyes as the woman took her into her arms and rolled her over onto the floor and started feeling her up.
Vicki went on to tell me all about the way the woman undressed her, and stripped off her own clothes, then she made love to her. The woman was unbelievable. The woman sucked on her tits, ate her pussy, and even rimmed her asshole. When the woman was finished smothering her with her own pussy, she got dressed and assured her that she would be happy to be her personal confessor from then on.
The next morning Vicki got a call from Mrs. Williams, asking if she could drop by for tea that afternoon. Vicki accepted her request and agreed to receive her at 4:00 pm. She told me she was puzzled by the request, but she prepared sandwiches and even prepared to brew tea for the two of them.
While she was preparing to welcome her guest the phone rang and it was Mrs. Blackburn, also requesting a meeting. Vicki quickly pointed out that she was occupied that afternoon, but she would be happy to receive her on Friday afternoon. They agreed upon a time. She was puzzled by her sudden popularity.
Mrs. Williams arrived at her trailer right on time. They exchanged pleasantries and Vicki had her sit at her small dining table while she prepared tea. She waited for her guest to expound on why she wanted to invite herself for tea.
Mrs. Williams was reluctant to get around to her mission. Eventually she said that, "I was very impressed with your bold confession at last night's meeting about your sexual desires. I personally would never have the nerve to come out so boldly!"
Vicki understood right away why the goodly woman had invited herself for tea. So with the woman placing her hand on her bare arm she smiled at the pleasingly plump woman. All pretense of pleasantries vanished as the woman leaned forward and kissed Vicki on the mouth. They moved their conversation to the couch and were soon unclothed and sucking tits and pussies.
Vicki had a good idea why Mrs. Blackburn had invited herself for a visit by the time Mrs. Williams had to get dressed to return home before her husband would get home from work.
Vicki came to my trailer and told me all about what had transpired that afternoon, and how Mrs. Blackburn had made a date for tomorrow. She conspired to have me behind her bedroom door when she came to visit.
The next day I was at Vicki's trailer long before Mrs. Blackburn arrived, and just as Vicki had surmised Mrs. Blackburn no more than got passed the pleasantries than she carried on about how brave she thought Vicki was for confessing her desires for other women. Mrs. Blackburn expressed her desire to share with her how she felt about sex between women.
Vicki said, "If you really want to explore your sexuality, I suggest you meet my teacher."
Mrs. Blackburn was stunned by her statement. She sat there for a moment at a loss for words. Vicki said, "Sit still!" As she stood up and went to her bedroom door and opened it.
I had deliberately chosen to wear a simple house dress with large buttons down the front without underwear. I normally didn't like to go without a brassiere because my breasts sag so damned much. As I followed Vicki back to the front of the trailer I saw the surprised look on Mrs. Blackburn's face. I sat on one side of her, while Vicki sat on the other side of her. Vicki kissed her on the cheek, while I brushed back her hair and kissed her on the neck. Mrs. Blackburn surrendered to our assault.
We undressed her and ourselves as we started sucking on her breasts. When we were all naked I lay on my back so that Mrs. Blackburn could sit on my face and Vicki straddled my body to present her cunt to Mrs. Blackburn's mouth. By the time Mrs. Blackburn had to go home before her husband would get home, she had been thoroughly sucked and she had sucked tits, pussies and asshole too.
While I was enjoying sex with Vicki and my Bible study group, I had also become aware of the activities of one of the young teenagers in the park.
I spent my days sitting on my porch knitting and watching the children playing between the trailers. Of course I had an eye for the young girls.
There was one little blonde that was more precocious than the other girls. I witnessed the girl getting some of her playmates hidden between trailers, where she would kiss them, and pull down their panties so that she could finger fuck them. Witnessing her actions through my window I was inspired to think about seducing at least her. It turned out to be easier than I thought.
That sexy blonde was named Marcie. I knew that she was all of 13-years-old, and physically developed beyond her years. She has very pronounced breasts. One day I was sitting on my porch knitting an afghan for a friend. Marcie showed an interest in what I was doing, so I offered to teach her. I gave her a couple of knitting needles and a ball of knitting yarn to get her started. I taught her how to knit a few stiches, and cautioned her to keep her stitches the same size. It took her a little while to get the knack of controlling the size of her stitches. It didn't take long and she was starting to express pride in her accomplishment, and wanted to make something.
The next time her mother was in the washing room with me she expressed her appreciation of me teaching her how to knit. She even offered to pay for the instructional booklets, yarn and needles.
Marcie was spending a lot of time with me. When the sun made the patio uncomfortably warm we would retreat into my air-conditioned trailer. While we casually talked about any number of things, I asked her if she liked touching the younger girls in the park.
She was terrified I would tell her mother, and it showed on her face. After letting her sweat briefly I assured her that it was perfectly natural, all girls learn about sex from friends. When she calmed down, I asked her what she liked to do the most.
She told me how much she enjoyed having her young friends touching her breasts and "down there."
I asked Marcie if she wanted to show me what she liked the most.
She gave me a devilish grin, and proceeded to pull the faded blue T-shirt up to expose her firm little breasts. Her old stonewashed T-shirt had a silkscreened print of 'Hello Kitty' on the front. Her breasts had those swollen puff areolas that protruded on top of her tits. She was wearing tight fitting little khaki colored shorts that were so tight that the front seam was wedged between her young slit of her vulva giving her that sexy camel toe look. She was also wearing cheap dirty white canvas tennis shoes with the heels broken down so she could just slip her feet out of them like 'Crocks.' She slipped out of her shoes at the same time she unbuttoned the top of her shorts and unzipped the short little zipper. As she pulled the flap apart she exposed her little white hip hugger panties. I felt my pussy tingle when she pulled down her panties to expose the blonde patch of pubic hair. My mouth was salivating at the prospect of tasting her sweet little cunt.
I couldn't resist placing my hands on her flawlessly smooth skin. When I touched her nipples it caused her to respond with little whimpering moans. When I stroked her swollen vulva she sucked in air, and I felt a trickle of slimy moisture making my finger slide smoothly over the skin. Her moans of passion became more desperate, and she grabbed my wrist and forced me to jab my finger deep into her vagina.
I brought her right to the edge of an orgasm before I withdrew my finger and smelled it. Marcie begged me to continue playing with her pussy, until I took pity on her and bent down and blew my breath on her vulva. She almost cried when I rubbed my nose around her vulva. I stuck out my tongue and licked her crack from asshole to clit. When my tongue touched her clit she grabbed my braids and humped my face. She had a strong orgasm that caused her to convulse. When it was over she was completely relaxed. I didn't have to encourage her to play with my body she did that on her own.
Marcie wanted to kiss me on the mouth while she started feeling my breasts. I even helped her remove my dress and slip. When I unhooked the back of my brassiere she helped me pull it off of my arms to expose my old sagging breasts. She lifted them up and played with both of them, before burying her face between them and smelling my flesh. She sucked on my nipples so hard that I had to caution her about sucking so hard. I'm guessing my tits were the first adult tits she had ever played with.
Marcie eventually thought about my pussy. She started rubbing the front of my rayon panties until they were moist from my own juices. She slipped a hand down the front of my panties to play with my hairy pussy. I helped by bridging my butt up and pulling down my panties until I could use my legs to kick them across the trailer. Marcie was so fascinated with being able to play with her first adult woman's pussy she slipped to the floor in front of me, and parted my labia minor so that she could study what it looked like.
Feeling her warm breath on my open vagina was driving me crazy, so I placed a hand on the back of her head and pulled her face tightly against my pussy. It must have startled her at first, but she quickly recovered and went to work licking my cunt. What she lacked in skill she made up for in effort. I quickly had an orgasm. After we cleaned up we kissed before she went home.
Marcie taught her young friends how to eat pussy after that, and even brought them around for knitting lessons and instructions in oral sex.
One morning after all the men folk and children were off to work and school I gathered up my wash and took my laundry basket to the communal laundry room. When I got there Marcie's mother was just putting her last load in one of the machines. we greeted each other, and I used two machines to wash my small loads of delicate items and the second machine was used to wash the remainder. While her last load was washing and the dryer was working on the earlier wash she was standing at the table folding her laundry. I prepared to sit in a steel chair and read a paperback novel.
Marcie's mother told me how much she appreciated me teaching her daughter how to knit and taking her in.
I thanked her.
She continued. "Marcie is such a horny little she is always getting into the panties of every girl she gets her hands on. The fact that she spends so much time at your trailer tells me that you didn't rebuff her advances!"
I was too stunned to respond.
"Why don't you stop by my trailer for coffee, and we discuss how Marcie seduced you!"
When our washing was dry we folded our laundry and put them in our baskets. I followed her in dumb silence. She opened her door for me and she simply rested her laundry basket by the door, and I sat mine on top of hers. She directed me to have a seat on her sofa while she brought a couple of coffee mugs and sat them on a coffee table in front of me along with sugar and artificial creamer. There was an electric coffee machine on the counter. A short time later the coffee was ready. She brought the Plexiglas pot over and filled our mugs. She sat the pot on a pot holder and we added sugar and cream to out taste.
I was nervous because I wasn't sure what Marcie's mother had in mind.
She casually told me, "Please, my mane is Debbie! I'm not upset with you having sex with my daughter at all. I'm pleased to have an adult I can talk to, that shared my interest in young pussy!"
I wasn't sure what to say, but before I could say anything Debbie placed her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me towards her, and kissed me on the mouth with enough passion to turn me on. While we were kissing she placed her hand on my right tit.
I had been prepared to simply slip in a wash my laundry, so I was wearing a simple house dress buttoned down the front without a brassiere on. My baggy tits were soft as putty under her strong hand. She unbuttoned my dress while continuing to kiss me. She opened the top of my dress and admired my tits before bending over to suck on my tits and nipples.
She eventually pulled me to my feet and lad me to the bedroom. We undressed each other, and fell onto the bed. We sucked tits and pussies several times.
While we were resting I studied the interior of her trailer. I downed on me that there was only one bedroom. It became obvious that Marcie probably slept with her mother.
I lost track of time, and was shocked when the trailer door opened. Marcie came into the bedroom and found Debbie and me lying naked on the bed.
Rather than being upset, Marcie stripped off her school clothes and jumped onto the bed and wedged herself between our naked bodies, and took hold of our tits. It was a new thrill for me to eat the pussy of a woman while her daughter was eating my pussy.
That was the beginning of several years of joyous sex.
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