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 Lyssa and Karen 2

   by Mysterio409

   As I stated before.  I do not condone sexual activity of any kind
between adults and children.  I consider doing so to be morally wrong. 
Further more, I see no sense in risking your freedom over something as
trivial as your choice of sexual partner.  Fantasize about it all you want.
What you do in your own mind is your business but thinking about it and
actually doing it are two completely different things.  Enjoy the story but
don't try to act it out.

   My name is Lyssa.  At this point in the story I was staying with a
family friend while my parents were out of town on a business trip.  Her
name was Karen Colman.  She was a friend of my mom's and had been my
teacher in school the previous year.  I had been a bit nervous about
staying with her.  During school I had noticed her looking at me a certain
way.  I wasn't dumb when it came to sex but I wasn't an expert either.  I
didn't think there was anything sexual in the way she looked at me.  It
just unnerved me a bit.

   My first night in the house I had accidentally witnessed Karen
masturbating.  She didn't know I was watching.  I was surprized that doing
so actually turned me on.  Guess I should mention that I had recently
turned 12 at that time.  I was shocked when Karen finished cumming when she
indicated she had been thinking about me the whole time.  That little
revelation floored me.  I quietly but rapidly returned to my room and had
the biggest orgasm of my life at that time.

   Realizing that Karen was attracted to me left me dumbfounded.  When mom
had the talk with me, lesbianism was one thing we had not discussed.  I
knew that a lesbian was a woman who like other women the way mom liked dad
but I was a bit lacking in the details.  That was soon to change.

   All day the next day I tried to act normal.  I guess I didn't do a very
good job.  Karen asked me several times if everything was OK.  I just said
that I missed my parents.  That only worked a couple of times.  Around
three in the afternoon, we were sitting in the living room watching TV when
Karen said to me, "Lyssa.  I work with children all the time, sweetie. 
You're not just missing your parents.  Something else is bothering you. 
I'd like to help you if I can but I need to know what's wrong."

   I figured there was no avoiding it anymore.  I just wasn't sure how to
tell her what I had seen.  I gathered my nerve and said, "Uh...last
night...um...I saw something."

   I could already feel the blood boiling into my face.  Karen asked,
"Well, what did you see?"

   I replied, "Well.  I was having trouble getting to sleep.  I got up to
use the bathroom.  On the way back to my room I heard a noise from your
room.  The door was cracked open and..."

   Karen interrupted me saying, "Oh, my god."

   I was turning red and she was turning white.  Had we been wearing blue
shirts, we've made a swell 4th of July decoration.  I continued saying, "I
saw you."

   Karen dropped her and said, Oh, my god.  Oh, my god.  Oh, my god." She
looked back at me.  She had started turning red too.  She continued saying,
"Honey, I am so sorry.  I thought you were asleep and I didn't know my door
was open."

   She didn't know I still had another bombshell to drop and I was afraid
to do it but I figured I should be honest.  I said, "There's more.  When
you were finished I heard you say something."

   I had not before then or ever since seen someone turn from white to red
and then back to white so quickly.  I could see tears welling up in her
eyes and I heard actual fear in her voice when she asked, "What did you
hear me say?"

   "I'd rather not repeat it."

   Karen dropped her head into her hands and began to cry.  I felt
horrible. I really liked Karen and it felt like I was hurting her.  After a
moment she looked back up at me.  Her face was red again and wet with
tears. Her eyes were blood-shot.  She said, Lyssa, I am so sorry.  You were
never supposed to hear that.  I'm not a pedophile.  I do have fantasies
about children but I would never act on them."

   "What if I wanted you to?"

   Karen looked shocked.  She asked, "What?  What do you mean?"

   "What I saw and heard you say turned me on.  I went back to my room and
had the biggest orgasm I've ever had."

   Karen, looked surprised.  She asked, "You had an orgasm because of me?"

   "Yes.  A good one too.  It almost knocked me out."

   Karen actually laughed at that.  I suddenly noticed my pussy was
tingling again.  Recalling what I had seen the night before was turning me
on again.  I asked, "Could we do something together?"

   "I don't think that would be a good idea.  If anyone ever found out."

   "I can keep a secret."

   "I wouldn't feel comfortable touching you.  Thinking about it and doing
it are two different things."

   "Could I just watch you again?"

   Karen thought it over for a moment.  She stood and said with a smile,
"I'll be right back."

   She went up stairs to her room.  A few minutes later she came back into
the living room with her vibrator and had seemed to have left her clothes
in her room.  Her body was beautiful.  At 25 years old she was in excellent
shape.  Tanned, c-size breasts, nice muscle tone.  I felt the tingling in
my pussy get stronger.  She sat on the couch facing me with her legs opened
wide.  She turned on the vibrator and began sliding it up and down her
slit. Her pussy was as bald as mine.  After just a moment of watching this
I couldn't take anymore.  I stripped off my clothes and my hands went to
work on my body.  Karen slipped the vibrator inside herself and began
pumping it in and out.  My own hand went to work on my clit.  We didn't say
anything.  We just looked at each other as we pleasured ourselves.  I
listened intently to Karen's moans and groans as she fucked herself with
the vibrator.  I began moaning and groaning myself.  As Karen pumped faster
and faster with the vibrator in her own pussy, I rubbed my clit and labia
faster and faster.  I was determined to cum when she did.  Our breathing
grew heaver and more ragged.  Suddenly I felt it building and knew right
away it was gonna be a big one.  Karen began to moan louder.  She was
pumping the vibrator just as frantically as I was rubbing my mound. 
Suddenly...POW!  I screamed in absolute bliss.  Karen did the same almost
at the same time.  Our bodies were soaked with sweat.  As we regained our
senses, Karen looked at me and said, "My god, Lyssa.  I didn't know you
could fuck like that."

   I said, "Maybe you should give me more credit.  Or should I say extra
credit?"

   We both laughed until Karen's lips suddenly crashed into mine and I
experienced my first lesbian kiss.