Date: Sun, 10 Feb 2013 21:19:49 -0800 (PST) From: Jan None Subject: Shelia's Seduction (lesbian/adult youth, oral anal, F/g, F/Fg) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older woman. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2013 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Shelia Seduction By Jan When I answered the knock on my apartment door I was mildly surprised to see the daughter of one of my neighbors. I had seen her around the apartment complex enough to know that her name was Chastity and that she was the thirteen year old daughter of a woman about my age, named Jane. She was standing there dressed very casually in a thin cotton print dress that would have fit her perfectly when she was 10, but three years later barely covered her butt, and white canvas tennis shoes. She looked like a little girl trying to look older than her years would indicate. I asked her, "How can I help you, dear?" "My mother is entertaining tonight, and she suggested that I go see a movie, but there isn't anything showing that I care to see, so I thought I would like to visit you, and get to know you better." I invited her in happy to have the company. I told her, "I'm just making a pot of coffee, would you like a cup or would you prefer a soft drink?" She said, "I would like a soft drink, if it isn't too much trouble." I allowed her to take the comfortable recliner, while I retrieved a can of soda pop from the fridge, and poured myself a cup of coffee. I sweetened it to taste before pouring the soda into a glass with ice cubes. When I returned to the living area I couldn't help but have the feeling that Chastity looked like a young street walker the way she was dressed. She had the childish face with a little too much makeup on. Her hair was long and she had bangs. She had pulled her hair around over her left shoulder. With the makeup and revealing attire, she just looked cheap to me. I took my cup of coffee and sat on the sofa, and asked her what she would like to talk about. Chastity smiled at me sweetly and said, "I was wondering if you are Miss or Mrs. Jones?" I said, "I used to be married, but I have legally changed my name back to my maiden name, so I am Miss Jones now. Why do you ask?" She said, "I just wanted to know more about you. What happened to your marriage?" I paused before answering her question. I had not discussed my marriages with anyone in years. I finally started telling my story. I told her that I had married my high school sweetheart almost as soon as I graduated. I was a good typist and pretty good at dictation, so I got an office job to support us while he finished college, but one day I got sick, and returned home early, only to find him fucking a coed in our bed. I kicked them both out, and divorced him. A few years later I met a nice man that I thought was mature enough to be faithful to me. Little did I know that he wanted to marry me for professional reasons. Being a married man would make him look more like supervisor material. It was a couple of years before we went to a party at the home of one of his friends. I hardly noticed that all of the guests were men. I spent the evening talking to a very effeminate man from his office about everything from home decoration to recipes. I was getting a little intoxicated, but I eventually noticed the other men were paired up and feeling each other up while kissing. Even a square like me figured out these were all gay men. I went looking for my husband and fond him in a bedroom on top of another man. They were sucking each other's cocks while a third man was fucking my husband's asshole. That divorce was even quicker. I have been living alone for about six years now. I have decided marriage is not for me. Chastity asked, "Have you ever been in love with a woman?" I was taken aback by her asking me a question like that. "No...Honey my family is from Welsh stock that settled in the south and became Southern Baptists. Homosexual sex is an anathema to our religion." While I was talking Chastity uncrossed her legs allowing me to see up under her short dress all the way up to her crotch. The little tease didn't have panties on. He little pussy was shaved clean of all traces of pubic hair. I could see her little clit protruding beyond her labia lips. My first instinct was to be embarrassed by the sight of her little pussy, but at the same time my own pussy tingled. I had a hard time admitting to myself that the sight of her pussy was turning me on. I'm sure that I was starting to sweat. The brazen little hussy saw what I was looking at, and casually reached down between her legs with her right hand and started playing with her pussy. I knew I should put a stop to her bold display, but I was fascinated by her behavior. She casually used her left hand to pull the dress off of her shoulders and pull the front of her dress down to expose both of her little 34-B sized tits, and started to play with her breasts. I was fascinated by the sight of her little puffy pear shaped breasts. Her areolas were little puffy cones perched on top of her flawless creamy breasts like the stem end of a pear. They were as pink as the inside of her mouth. Her nipples were inverted dimples. They reminded me of my own when I too was a young teen. I asked, "Why are you teasing me like this?" Chastity gave me a knowing smile, "I'm not trying to tease you. I want to have sex with you!" Her boldness frightened me. No girl her age should be so worldly. I had to ask, "Why are you so interested in sex with adult women?" Chastity said, "I discovered that I like sex with women years ago. My mother sometimes brings home men for sex. That is how she makes enough money to make ends meet. I found these men to be creepy, because some of them wanted to have sex with me as much as they wanted to fuck Mother. That is why she called me to let me know she is bringing home men, so I can make myself scarce. I made friends with a woman that lived a few doors from our home. She was a sweet older woman. She taught me how to make love to a woman. She was my best friend for the past few years. I hated it when she moved to another state." The idea that this young girl had been having sex with an older woman for years seemed so erotic to me. That she knew more about sex with women than I did was also a turn on. I found myself desiring to find out what sex with her would be like. My desire must have been written on my face, because Chastity pulled herself out of the recliner and came to the sofa and sat down next to me. Our thighs were touching, as she boldly reached for one of my 38-D's. It surprised me just how bold she was. While she was feeling my tit, she placed her other hand behind my neck and kissed me firmly on my mouth. I was not expecting her kiss and I opened my mouth to protest, only to have her stick her tongue into my mouth. When I surrendered to her desire, she started running her hand up my leg all the way up to my wet panties. My first instinct was to clamp my thighs around her hand. That did not stop her from digging into my panties. Her fingers sought out and found my clit through my panties. I gave up fighting her and allowed her to do with me whatever she wanted. I had changed clothes as soon as I got home from work. I had exchanged my normal support bra for a thin nylon bra that allowed them to fall more natural. I had left on the same panties I had worn all day. I had selected a simple comfortable house dress. It was a simple lightweight cotton dress. I had removed my nylons and put on simple flat sandals. I' m sure that when Chastity placed her hand on my tit that it felt soft through the thin dress and bra. There came a time when I had to make up my mind if I was going to allow this to continue. This girl, hardly more than a child was stirring feeling in me that I had not felt in years. There was no thought about right or wrong. She was the one doing the seducing. All I had to do was lie back and enjoy the feelings she was arousing in me. I had to lend a hand for her to get my dress off and allow her to remove my bra and panties. All she had to do was pull her tiny dress over her head, and we were both naked except for the tennis shoes and sandals, which were shed with ease. Chastity was all over my tits like a hungry animal. She spent an eternity feeling and sucking on them, before she started rubbing my pussy. I thought she was just going to finger fuck me to an orgasm, which would have been fine with me. It had been ages since someone had actually played with me until I came. I was just about to settle back to enjoy her attention when she sat up, and lifted my right leg up and placed my foot against the back of the sofa with my knee bent and resting against the back of the sofa. My right foot was still resting firmly on the floor. At that point she knelt on the sofa cushion between my legs. I knew what was coming and I felt my pussy leaking. She placed her hand on both of my thighs and started switching back and forth as she kissed my inner thighs. I was dying for her to get on with sucking my pussy. She was actually teasing me, and it was driving me crazy. I wanted to grab her head and slam her face against my wet pussy. She took her time about actually getting around to breathing on my pubic hairs. She gently licked me deep at the bottom of the junction my legs, right up my crack to where the labia hooded my clit. I was looking down at her sweet cherubic face as her nose was covered by my pubic hair. It looked like she was growing a dark beard. She was more skillful than any male that had ever eaten my pussy before. I was thinking that whoever named her missed the boat by a mile. She sucked on my clit until it was swollen and protruding out from under my labia hood. When she would stop sucking on it to flick it with her tongue I saw just how much my little clit looked like a little cock. She must have sucked on my clit for half an hour. I thought I would never cum, but when it over took me I lost control and actually pissed on her face. I was terribly embarrassed and tried to apologize to her, but she simply rubbed her wet face against my pussy. At that point I felt foolish sitting on a wet cushion, so I sat up and pulled Chastity to her feet as I led her to my bedroom. While she watched, I pulled down the bedspread and covers to reveal my fitted satin peach colored sheets. As soon as the fitted sheet was exposed Chastity bounded upon the bed. As she crawled across the bed her perfect little pink asshole and her swollen little vulva with the little folded crack were exposed. I smiled at the sight because it looked like the letter i. I couldn't resist taking hold of her hips and pulling her butt towards my face. The smell of her asshole was sweet to me. I smothered her butt with wet little kisses, while she made pleasant little animal sounds. When I started licking her little pink rosebud of an asshole, she started proclaiming things like, "I love your sweet fucking tongue in my ass." Her sweet little pussy couldn't be resisted either. I spent a long time licking her pussy from behind. She eventually fell on her belly on top of the bed. I knew that she had just had a magnificent orgasm. It was natural for me to cover her body with my own, just to share the thrill of her orgasm. We hugged and kissed each other for a long period of time. As enjoyable as it was there came a time when she had to get dressed to return home. I felt a pang of regret. Oh, not for having sex with a minor, my regret was for the fact that Chastity had to return home. We hadn't discussed if she was going to return or not. I thought about nothing else all night and the next day. I knew what time she normally got home from school, because I had seen her getting home from school many times. I wanted to wait outside to summon her to me as she passed, but I feared that she might regret what had taken place, and would rebuff me. I had a desire to look out the window to watch her pass, but couldn't bring myself to do so, because I feared that she would pass by without even looking in my direction. The time of her arrival home came and passed. There was no way of knowing what she was thinking. I sat at my dining table sipping a cup of coffee with a heavy heart, when my doorbell rang. My heart jumped as I rushed to answer the door, but just as I reached for the door handle I paused. What if it was Chastity's mother planning on confronting me for having sex with her daughter. When I opened the door I was greeted by the sight of Chastity standing there in a simple halter top, short shorts, with simple sandals. I couldn't contain my joy as I invited her in. As I closed the door behind her, Chastity flung her arms around my neck, and lifted her body up as she kissed me hard on the mouth. She even wrapped her legs around my waist to cling to me as long as possible. Her sandals fell from her feet as she locked her ankles around my back. I helped her to cling to me by placing my hands on her butt to support her, as I walked to the sofa. As I sat down she unlocked her legs, so that she was resting on her knees while facing me. She told me that she had been thinking about nothing but me all day at school. I admitted that I had been thinking about her from the moment I had closed the door the night before. Chastity quickly untied her halter top from around her neck, and untied the back so that she could discard the material containing her little breasts. I admired the beauty of her youthful breasts before touching them. I couldn't resist using my fingernail to test the depth of her inverted nipples. I bent my back to get my mouth level with her tits, so that I could suck on them. I played with the one I was not sucking until I switched tits. We were both getting so horny that our breathing was ragged and quickened to the point that we were getting light headed. We used our tongues to probe each other's mouths for a long time. Chastity was also feeling my tit too. She worked at getting the top of my dress off of me. She was pleased to find that I didn't have on a bra under my dress either. She had to readjust her position to get her head down level with my tits. She sucked so hard on my nipples you would think she was trying to get milk out of them. I was just as anxious to get at her pussy as she was. I turned my body to deposit her on the sofa next to me. I lifted her legs up as I reached around her thighs to unfasten the buttons on her tight fitting shorts. As I peeled back the flaps I saw that she hadn't bothered to put on panties. I reached under her butt and pulled the shorts out from under her ass. I pulled her shorts up the length of her legs and tossed them aside, unconcerned where they landed. I sat back to admire the beauty of this young girl's body. Her skin was almost without blemish. There was only a scar on her elbow and both knees where she must have fallen while playing a few years earlier. The only other flaw was a little brown mole on the inside of her right thigh. I moved my head down to study the mole a little closer, and the aroma of her warm little cunt assailed my nose. My mouth was watering as my desire to taste her cunt consumed me. Chastity pleaded, "Please kiss my pussy, Shelia?" I licked the flesh of her smooth vulva. As young as she was her clitoris was larger than I remember my own being at her age. She responded to every touch of my tongue with moans and an inability to keep her ass still. Just the same she was thrusting her cunt against my face just as urgently as I was pressing to get as much of her flesh in my mouth as possible. Eventually she told me that she was cumming, and grabbed my head with both hands to pull my face hard against her pussy. We simply rested while clinging to each other for dear life. It was Chastity that made the first move to take charge of the action. She didn't say anything at the time; she simply pulled me to my feet and turned me around as she pushed me onto the sofa on my knees. Then she turned me sideways so that I could rest my arms on the armrest of the sofa. I rested my head on my crossed arms. I knew what she was about to do and waited impatiently until she started feeling my butt. Chastity ran her hands all over my butt before she spread the cheeks of my ass to expose my rosebud. She blew air onto my asshole, causing my asshole to pucker. I pleaded with her to lick my asshole. She eventually wiped the crack of my ass with her tongue. She spent a long time licking my asshole. From time to time she would spit on my asshole before returning to licking it. She started forcing the tip of her tongue into my asshole. At that time she stuck two fingers into my cunt. While she continued tongue fucking my asshole she started inserting additional fingers until she was able to insert her fist right up to her wrist. She fist fucked me while continuing to stab my asshole with her tongue. When my orgasm swept over my body it felt as if every muscle in my body relaxed. I stretched out my legs and prostrated myself face down on the sofa. Chastity lay on top of my back and kissed the back of my neck. Then she told me that her mother wanted to meet me. I panicked at the thought that she had been discussing me with her mother. My body went stiff at the thought. Chastity felt me stiffen up. "You don't need to worry about meeting my mother. She just wants to invite you to dinner and get to know you." While she was still lying on my back she retrieved her cell phone and called her mother. As we both sat up and placed our feet on the floor she told her mother that she was at my house, and handed me the phone. The conversation went something like this; "Hello" "Hello, I'm Chastity's mother, Constance! Chastity and I would like to invite you to have dinner with us tomorrow night!" I stammered, because I didn't know what to say to the mother of the naked girl sitting beside me. It took me a moment to recover and try to beg off, but she wouldn't take no for an answer. (Chastity was prodding me to accept the invitation.) I eventually relented no matter how much apprehension I felt. She told me to arrive at 6 o'clock with an appetite. After the call I begged Chastity not to make me come to her house for dinner with her mother, but Chastity insisted that I come. I had a fitful night with little sleep. I worried about what was going to happen all day. I must have gone through my closet a dozen times trying to select the perfect ensemble. I wanted to look my best but didn't want to look a predator or a wonton woman. There was the temptation to wear a business suit, but thought that might give her the opinion that I was a dyke. I eventually set that aside while I prepared myself physically. I spent a long time soaking in the tub. I had to add hot water several times to keep the temperature warm enough to be comfortable. I brushed out my hair to make it as soft and flowing as possible. I applied just enough hair spray to hold my hair in place while looking natural. I applied my makeup carefully. I wanted to look my best, but wanted it to look natural too. When I selected my underwear I selected my best matching bra and panties. I selected nude nylon pantyhose. The pumps I selected were three inch heels that I only wore on special occasions. I selected a light fragrance that would not be overpowering. Then I had to come to grips with that I was going to wear. Being a natural auburn haired woman I selected a dress in fall colors of brown, orange and yellow, with amber accessories. I was so nervous that I wanted to smoke, but didn't want to smell like an ashtray. I was pacing the floor waiting for the clock to reach the time for me to leave my house. Just as I was about to pick up my purse and head for the door, there was a knock on my door. When I opened the door Chastity was standing there looking more mature than her age. She looked charming with mature makeup. If I didn't know how old she was I would have thought she was much older. She assured me that she was there to escort me to her house. I locked up and walked with her to her house. We entered the front door and Chastity called out, "We're here, Mom!" A voice responded, "Show Shelia the family room, Honey!" Chastity took my hand and led me down a hall to the back of the house. I was impressed with the house. The family room was open and connected to the dining area and kitchen. The dining area was sticking out into the back yard. If it were a separate room, it would be an octagon, but there were only five sides that were all glass. The round dining table would seat eight people, but with the addition of a leaf extending the table into the family room, many more could be seated. The dining area was separated from the kitchen by stone topped breakfast bar. The family room was large with a marble faced fireplace and a wide screen television. Constance was working in the kitchen. She approached us, wiping her hands on the apron tied around her waist. She extended her hand and shook my hand as she greeted me into her home. It embarrassed me when she said that Chastity had told her so much about me. I wondered if Chastity had told her about just what we had been doing. She told Chastity to set the table, while she talked to me. Chastity set three places at the table so that it would feel like we were outdoors. We would be able to see the entire back yard through the windows. While she was setting the table Constance removed her apron. She was wearing a silk cocktail dress that was sleeveless. I was impressed with her figure. She handed me a wine goblet with a generous amount of red wine. One taste and I knew that it was a good Chardonnay. The dinner discussion was casual. We discussed our backgrounds over the garden salad and French onion soup with French bread in it and a crust of mozzarella cheese. The discussion got more personal over dinner. I had to hand it to her the dinner was delicious. There was cracked pepper crusted tri-tip, garlic mashed potatoes, asparagus tips, green beans, and baby carrots. Chastity escorted me to the large sectional in the family room afterwards, while Constance cleared the table. The leftovers were put in the fridge and the dishes were put in the dishwasher. She brought us coffee and vanilla ice-cream, and sat next to me while Chastity was sitting to my left. I had told her about my failed marriages over dinner, and she had told me about her ex-husband too. While we were enjoying our coffee Constance related to me about her school days. She had attended a high school that was known as 'Highlands,' so the band and cheerleaders wore uniforms based on Scottish kilts. They had even gotten approval of the Campbell Clan to use their colors. She told me about how the girls on the cheerleading squad were selected. They were known to date athletes, but they also partied together. Sleepovers and road trips were great fun, because they enjoyed sex with each other. She told me about meeting an older woman that had years ago been a member of the cheerleaders. The woman befriended her and invited her to visit her. The woman was thrilled when she showed up in her short little pleated skirt uniform. The woman was proud of the fact that she could still wear her old uniform. She retreated to change into her old uniform, and when she returned she demonstrated the cheers. When the woman did her leg kicks Constance could see the woman's naked pussy and butt. That inspired her to remove her own panties. That evening she was introduced to sex with older women and loved it. Listening to her story was turning me on. Chastity started stroking my crotch through my dress. That was when Constance told me that she knew that Chastity had a strong attachment for older women from an early age. She said that Chastity would feel up her babysitters and when she would bring home her women friends, Chastity would flaunt her nakedness in front of her friends in an attempt to seduce them. It was not as if she encouraged her daughter to engage in sex with women. She just seemed to want it all on her own. She added that Chastity's attraction to older women at least meant that she wasn't going around seducing young girls that might report her actions to their parents or school authorities. By that time Chastity had her hand under my dress playing with my wet panties. Constance placed her hand on my left tit and leaned over to kiss me on the mouth. I surrendered to the moment and returned the kiss. The sectional was large enough for the three of us to sprawl out. Clothes disappeared. I had my pussy eaten by both of them, and I ate both of their pussies. Constance even introduced me to tit fucking. They taught me about tribbing each other, by lacing our legs and rubbing pussies against each other's. We even used dildos on each other. By the time I went home a new world had been opened to me. Women and girls were to become my only sexual interest. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.