At last, the lock-down was over and normality was returning to some degree. Travelling and contact between people were now acceptable. I was going to use that to do something I had never contemplated before, oh fantasised about but I never expected that I would be in a position to carry it out.
I was on my way to Cambridge to meet a young girl, nothing unusual about that unless you know that I am in my mid-sixties and she is in her early twenties, and I am a woman as well. I have never been as excited and horny for ages As the train drew nearer and nearer to my destination my pussy was getting wetter and wetter. Yes, I was horny. I'd never been with another woman, oh yes I read and wrote about it but never done it.
The lovely Caroline and I had met just as the pandemic was breaking through a liking of incestual erotic fiction. I found her work interesting but error-prone, only to be expected for a new writer, I reached out to her as I found her work very erotic and we developed a friendship. We teased and flirted and she opened up about her life.
As I had suspected her stories were founded on the loving but incestuous relationship she had with both of her parents. Her mother had bought her her first sex toys and helped her break herself with it. Her father had been given her virginity on her eighteenth birthday. Although there is more to that story as well. Caroline and mum had been eager for it to happen but dad had insisted that they held back until her birthday. Caroline hadn't known of mums plans for the night it had happened but was more than happy to go along when it did. It had been something they all knew and accepted would happen at some time.
The way she told me made it feel so loving and warm. Not as you perceive incest to be; some form of predatory movements by the parent, no this was consensual and wholly instigated by Caroline. Once the final line had been crossed, the family fun continued getting more and more extreme. Caroline and dad began making movies together, at first just erotic nude stuff, teasing, Caroline masturbating for the camera, stripping, there were also lots of stills involved as well. Eventually, that progressed to full-on porn, with mum joining in as well. Nothing was ever meant for public consumption and that was the way it stayed.
As the train got near to the station I wondered what Caroline would look like, well more would she be wearing the red leather miniskirt, black camisole top and scarlet shiny red shoes with the six-inch black heels that I had bought for her. I had had everything sent to an Amazon pick up point, as it preserved some anonymity and safety.
I took one last chance to look at a couple of the photos of her she had sent me over the time of our correspondence, the first she looked very pretty and demure in a bridesmaids dress at her sisters' wedding, the other was much more raunchy. She was facing away from the camera, almost in silhouette, orange-hued background lighting coming from the closed curtains behind her. It showed her Amazonian figure to perfection, long strong legs accentuated by the killer heels she was wearing. A Basque on her body emphasising her curves to perfection, whilst her seemingly black lacy see-through panties were halfway down her thighs. Fingers tucked into the waistband as though frozen in the act of removing them. It was a photo of sheer sex appeal. Her long hair falling halfway down her back. It was a photo that had me licking my lips in simple lust from the moment I first opened it.
I have lots of other photos, provocatively posed, most of them showing her body to its best. She has large boobs and large areolas, actually both are bigger than I normally find attractive in a woman, but for Caroline, I was willing to make an exception.
The interesting thing was all the photos had been taken by her father, lucky man!
As the train pulled into the station I put my laptop away and sent Caroline a text to say I had arrived and would be at the hotel shortly. Her immediate reply saying she would be in the bar, waiting in anticipation. We had flirted and teased over the previous months of lock-down, each creating and sharing our own fantasies.
When I entered the hotel bar I looked around and instantly recognised this young girl who I hoped was going to change my life, well if only for one short lust-filled night.
She looked stunning long legs held demurely in front of her, the camisole hanging slightly down, showing more than a hint of cleavage. She didn't move as I approached her and then I remembered her sight impediment. She could see but only at a very near distance with not much peripheral vision either. Longer distances were blurred.
As I got closer I called out, "Hi, Sweetie Pie," my pet name for her, she responded instantly reacting to where the sound was coming from, she half rose to greet me and as I kissed her on the cheek I got a smell of her perfume, floral but with a hint of citrus. I also had a sly peek down her top, to my delight her boobs were hanging free, she wasn't wearing a bra, dangerous and sexy with the size of her boobs.
My panties which were already wet in anticipation got even wetter. I called a waiter over and ordered a drink, Caroline refusing a refill.
So the next hour or so was spent in increasingly relaxed conversation. Getting to know each other and reminiscing over the sexy emails and fantasies we had played out over the last months. Each of us had teased the other mercilessly, upping the ante with every response.
Caroline had been tense when I arrived and rightly so, she was taking even more of a chance than I was, she could have been setting herself up for something weird, as if agreeing in principle to have sex with a woman who as she had pointed out was old enough to be her granny. And a lesbian virgin at that. This whole encounter could go so very wrong, for both of us.
As we talked Caroline relaxed and I noticed her making a signal to somebody behind me, I looked around and instantly recognised it was her father, he was here to see she was OK. As I've already told you she had been in a long term incestuous relationship with both her parent. So chaperoning her to a liaison wasn't that far out. As I said earlier, she had told me that they had done some porn and I mean full-on hardcore stuff as a family but only for their own enjoyment before having to delete it for reasons I won't go into but you can get the idea.
Dad smiled at me, but it must have been strange. I was old enough to be his mother and soon I would hopefully be in bed with his daughter. Caroline's legs had parted and I looked up her skirt, her groin was shrouded in darkness but I suspected that she was going commando on me. Well, she told me she was wild and liked to push things, that she had an exhibitionist streak. She knew exactly where I was looking, smiled at me and mouthed, "You'll just have to wait to find out."
Dad came over and kissed her on the cheek saying he was leaving, then he leant to me and said "Take care of her, she acts tough but is vulnerable, please be kind to her. She trusts you and for some reason so do." I smiled at him.
"Well, it's just the two of us now," she said, "do you want to go upstairs?"
My mouth went dry. Did I? That was the reason I was here, but God I was taking a risk, if only to my own self-esteem. I'm not that bad looking, I've aged well, boobs sagging just a little but the bum is reasonably firm, a vigorous workout routine sees to that, and massive amounts of moisturiser keeping most of the lines at bay.
I knew I was just a little shorter than Caroline and with those heels on it would make the difference even more noticeable. I have black thick short cut hair and a generous figure.