Anna, Part 1

By RedMisstress

Anna was eleven and wondered why she felt odd. All of the girls she knew were constantly screaming about the boys in school or this singer. Justin Beiber she thought was a weirdo especially after he started getting into legal troubles every few months. She really didn't like his music any way but he was a creep to her. She was totally in love with Taylor Swift. Every video was so hot and flustering. All of gossip about how she spent time doing real nice things with fans, made Anna love her more. Most stars were just not that cool but Taylor was really something special.

Anna started sixth grade and just rolled her eyes every day at the constant whispers about boys. Every boy she had met were creeps and just nothing she wanted to even talk with. The talks about making out or a bit more that she heard made her skin crawl imagining the scene. Instead Anna craved older women. All of the teachers were female. Ms. Weeks was a stunning brunette with huge tits and a face that made Anna squirm. Anna knew she was not like the rest, which made her extremely nervous, and just hid away acting like she was shy. Every night she went to her room after the family had dinner and hung out watching some TV, and play with her laptop and her fantasies.

She had unsupervised Internet access, which allowed her to find lesbian porn. The scenes with older women with girls her age were available. She had to hunt but the videos were there if you were patient and searched cleverly. Some sites wanted a credit card for age verification. The blue card she had was registered in her Dad's name. She tried not to use it often expecting that she would eventually be called out for that sort of fantasy. She found a porn star that looked a lot like Ms. Weeks that did scenes with girls that look too young to be legal. But then every site had rules and disclaimers so she figured that some older girls just looked that young. It didn't change her fantasy at all her teacher have sex with girls even if it was other women.

She sat at her desk watching with fingers in her wet panties rubbing herself hard and fast. Anna had like 3 orgasms almost every night watching those videos and worried that she would be found. In her mind it was Ms. Weeks and sweet Anna alone naked and touching, kissing, licking and all the rest of the things she hoped to discover in real life. Fortunately her Mom made her do her own laundry and insisted that fresh sheets on her bed every day were the rule. Anna smelled her own panties every day before they went in the washing machine. She wondered if she was weird or if anyone else did those things.

One day she came back from school to an empty house. Her Mom left a note that she would be back to fix dinner and that Anna should get her homework done. Anna went to her parent's room and stood at the open door like she was walking into a sacred tomb. She stood shivering before finally stepping in to look around. The laundry basket was near her Mom's closet and it was not empty. Anna knelt shivering as she started to look through the clothes. Most of it was nothing special and Dad's stuff. Then she spied a black thong that had to be her Mom's. She looked over her shoulder and waited expecting to be found. Trembling she grabbed the thong and smelled her Mom. Anna almost climaxed just from the smell. Her Mom had a richer smell but luring her.

Anna went to her Mom's drawers and found another pair of thongs that looked about the same. She put those in the basket and tried to make it look as it was before as she stood holding those smelly ones in her fingers. She hurried to her room and smelled her Mom again. That was more than she could handle. Her body quivered as she slipped a hand under her skirt and inside her own panties to rub herself smelling those panties. Anna climaxed quickly moaning covering her face in black lacy material. She just had an orgasm smelling her Mom, which excited her beyond any of her fantasies.

When her heart and breathing settled a bit she grinned. Her Mom's thong still clutched in her fingers she stuffed the fabric under her pillow before picking out her nightshirt and panties. She carried them to the bathroom to shower and get ready for bed. Anna sat dressed to sleep brushing her wet hair on the edge of her bed. Finding her Mom's thong and stealing it was a naughty treat. But masturbating smelling her Mom was even naughtier. Mom came in to tell her dinner was ready. Anna smiled thinking of that woman naked in her bed smelling her for real and worried that Mom could read her mind.

After dinner Anna went back to her bedroom. She had to smell Mom again before she could sleep. Her heart was racing nervously imagining her Mom coming in finding her baby girl smelling her panties. She wondered if Ms. Weeks smelled the same or was every woman different. That was the tease that lulled her to sleep. She dreamed of a parade of older women taking their panties off and handing them to her.

Anna woke with a damn spot and sticky fingers in her bed. At least since her Mom insisted she do her own laundry she would not have to explain. Maybe she could swap those panties for another soon. Her young body and imagination was totally running wild. How could an eleven year old ever get to seriously do any of the things she saw and dreamed about almost nightly if not daily?

Every day was the same fantasy and lost nights. A few times she found a pair of her Mom's panties to spice her evening. That was just a tease for what she seriously craved but also left her worried that she would be found in her fantasies. What would Mom do if she ever found her little girl with those panties? Mid October Ms. Weeks asked her what was wrong as her normal grades started to slip. How was she ever going to explain to that woman she craved that she could hardly breathe because she craved her? She blushed and looked at her feet. To her surprise Ms. Weeks held arms open to her and acted like a Mom and not the woman she wanted to explore things with.

Ms. Weeks was warm and held her close. The smell of her shampoo and perfume was intoxicating. Ever part of that contact was an overload for Anna's senses. She fainted being held by the woman she craved. Ms. Weeks kissed her head and whispered softly tender words. Anna stirred and looked into those huge brown eyes. She blushed and kissed her teach on the lips.

The response was not what she expected as a warm hand touched her cheek and lips touched again. Anna was lost in another dream. It must have been a dream not reality as those warm soft lips touched hers a bit more than as her Mom kissed her. The hand on her cheek lingered while the other hand touched her back tenderly. Anna fainted. Luckily the wise teacher sensed her trouble and held her until reality returned.

"Are you okay Anna?" Ms. Weeks asked and grinned.

"Sorry yea I guess. Not sure what happened. Guess I better get home before Mom gets nervous", she mumbled. She was blushing from nervous excitement. Anna ran home and went to her bedroom. She dropped face down on her bed hugging her pillow shuddering and wondering. Did that really happen or was she just on another fantasy ride and making all that kiss up in her head. She had dreamed about it often and was not sure if that had been another one of her erotic fantasies.

Her hand was in her panties quickly and the pair of panties under her pillow was against her noise as she rubbed fast to make that tension go away. But as her fingers stroked her clit and vulva folds the tension grew even as she orgasmed that was not the end. She rubbed and sniffed thinking that the panties were Ms. Weeks and not her Mom's. The thought of having that magic woman more than just her teacher drove her young emotions crazy. She finally collapsed exhausted shuddering. Her wet hand still buried between her quivering thighs covered with her fresh juices. Her breathing was rapid and hot. Sweat covered her body as the rush slowly seeped away.

Anna lay silent trying to regain some control. It was the wildest fantasy she had ever been through. Finally she shed her clothes and wrapped her robe around her thin body. She went to shower and tried to calm herself. The water helped to wash away her sweat but it was far from the calming she had expected as the spray hit her sensitive labia and clit. She had to rub herself in the shower and bite her lip to hold her cries from the family. Anna finally stepped out to dry and brush her wet hair. Her robe wrapped her again she went to sit and finish brushing her hair.

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Anna was not sure what to do the next day in class. She wanted Ms. Weeks to notice her new dress and the pink ribbon in her hair but had trouble looking directly at her teacher. She wanted to see that woman and recognize that look that she thought she saw yesterday. But the thought that she imagined it all and that all they shared was a classroom left Anna uncomfortable. The smell of her Mom's panties and her fingers stroking her hot bud lingered like a tease she could not ignore.

Anna sat and watched almost as Ms. Weeks began the class. Her eyes never above the waste of the woman she hope would some day to touch her and whisper things to soothe her nerves. Anna tried to focus but the last few days left her shattered emotionally.

The final bell rang that signaled go home children. Anna watched Ms. Weeks walk out of the room and cried. Anna waited a few minutes before she dried her eyes and left for home. She lived a few blocks from school. She had walked both ways for the last two years. At home Anna started her normal afternoon chores. The clothes she wore to school went into her laundry basket along with her sheets.

She stood a minute with the pair of panties she had smelled a few days and went to see if there was a new pair in her Mom's laundry basket. She found a lacy emerald pair that had a stain in the front. It didn't smell like pee as she studied the spot. Anna ran back to her room with her fresh prize. She started her laundry and made her bed fresh before sitting to study that spot. It was almost milking as she ran a finger over the inside on the stain. Anna licked the stain and shivered. It tasted like her fingers do after she masturbated. Surely Mom didn't or could she.

Anna stood looking at herself in her closet door mirror. She was the shortest girl in her class standing less than five foot. Her light brown hair just touched her shoulders. She had absolutely no figure at all. Some of her classmates had boobs. Hers did not exist at all. Her nipples were practically not there either. Even when she touched them little happened. She stood watching herself smelling her Mom's panties and began to masturbate. She had watched herself before masturbating but this was the first time with panties to her face. She licked the spot again and shivered as her fingers stroked the pink folds of her vulva and brushed against her clit. The taste of her Mom's panties was definitely another thrill as her fingers moved faster.

Anna collapsed on her bed holding those panties. She laid face down still totally naked feeling sweaty and tense. Her Mom had masturbated and these panties were covered with her cum as sure as the fingers still holding her wet pussy. She wondered what else her Mom did besides rubbing her pussy. Anna sat up and looked at her clock. Her Mom would not be home for another hour. She stuffed the panties under her pillow and left her room still naked.

Inside her Mom's room she began looking through drawers for any hints that her Mom did things like Anna did. Under all her Mom's panties and bras she found a vibrator. Anna knew from her Internet snooping what it was. She had seen videos of women using them to have sex. She turned it on and held the toy against her clit. Anna dropped to her knees instantly. The intense tingling in her body from the toy nearly made her pass out. She climaxed quickly. Anna shut the toy off and put it away again afraid that she had not only spied but also violated her Mom. She returned the vibrator as she had found it.

In the bottom drawer she found DVDs in their plastic cases. They were all lesbian older women with younger girls that looked like Anna from the pictures. She took the bottom one from the stack and put the rest back as she had found them. Back in her room with shaking fingers she loaded the DVD into her laptop and watched as the screen filled with the preview.

The first scene began with two Moms and there daughters talking. It seemed harmless for maybe five or six minutes before a Mom took the other daughter to her bedroom and it began. They kissed and touched. Slowly clothes vanished and they had sex. Anna masturbated watching. Her mouth was wide open as she watched and realized her Mom watched these and did the same thing. Anna had to stop. It was getting late and she was getting sore.

She put the DVD back where she found it. She took a shower and put on panties and a tee shirt as she normally did before Mom came home. She sat on her bed wondering what all this meant when she heard the garage door open. Mom was home. Now what was she going to with all this fresh knowledge.