Reconnecting With Moms Lost Friend

Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual, dubiously consensual or reluctant sexual situations.

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"Denise, what a fabulous surprise! It's so good to see you! When did you get back? Why didn't you call me? I've missed you tons you know..."

Ashley could hear her mom's babbling all the way to her room. Apparently, her mother's "good old friend" Denise came back from who knows where. Denise used to come over all the time when Ashley was a child. She was really nice. Her mother and She were really good friends. They spent most of their time together, going out and taking care of little Ash. She even slept over sometimes.

Moni became a widow as soon as she gave birth. Losing her husband in a tragic accident. Denise was what you'd call, a true friend. She was always there for Moni. Anyways, Ashley was about 10 years old when Denise left for a new job position in Seattle; or so that's what her mom told her. They both never heard of her ever since, until now.

"Look at you! -Exclaimed Moni- you haven't changed one bit!"

Peering over the staircase, 18 year old Ashley watched her mom checking her dear friend out as she twirled, flaunting her beautiful outfit that seemed to cling to every part of her body. Denise hit her 50s this year, yet it barely showed. Standing at 5ft 8, Denise towered over Moni.

Even though both women were beautiful for their age, Denise had really striking features. Her deep green eyes were certainly a killer, hypnotizing anyone that dared making eye contact with her. She caught the attention of both men and women; her long tanned legs attracting all sets of eyes as she walked by.

As if sensing her stare, both women turned their attention to the eavesdropping intruder. Locking gaze with the young Ashley, something seemed to flash in the older woman's eyes. A mix of confusion and surprise, 'was it?' wondered Ashley.

A few seconds passed by, yet they felt like forever for Ashley. Standing up there, under the heated stare of the older strange woman, who was once so close and dear to her little heart.

"Honey! Why don't you come over here! You remember Denise don't you? She used to come over all the time when you were little!" finally exclaimed her mom, breaking the silence. Realization hit their eyes, as both Denise and Ashley connected the dots together. Denise couldn't believe her eyes. This was Ashley? The little girl with the fiery red hair who smiled shyly every time she came over to soothe her mom?

"You used to be so timid and would hide between my legs when..." Tuning her mom's voice out as she recalled her daughter's embarrassing stories to her friend; the young redhead, slowly and timidly, makes her way down the stairs. Paying serious attention to every step she took as she descended the staircase.

Ashley looked nothing like her mother. While her mom was a slim brunette, Ashley took after her father. With striking red hair, and her dad's light grey eyes, Ashley was stunning in every way possible, especially her body.

Ashley was what you'd call an early bloomer. By grade 5, she already had a mature body unlike her schoolmates. Of course, she had trouble getting boys and even teachers stop bugging her. And now, just hitting the tender age of 18, her figure was indeed, to die for.

Ashley was in fact shorter than her mom, only reaching 5ft 3. And busty was she. She always thought her tits made her look fat, so she tended to avoid wearing tight tops and instead hid them behind baggy shirts and hoodies.

Denise couldn't stop herself from taking a peek as Ashley neared them. Her round mounds swaying as she approached. Even though Ashley was wearing her baggy beige sweater, Denise could still make out the outline of her boobs as she quickly checked her friend's daughter out. 'I wonder what she's hiding under...' Denise secretly thought to herself.

She had to finally stop staring as Ashley now stood in front of her. Not sure as what to say, Ashley's panicked gray eyes shifted between both her mom, and her beautiful friend.

"Ashley, wow...you look amazing!" exclaimed Denise, staring right into her eyes. Catching Ashley off guard, she opened both her arms and pulled the younger beauty close to her. Surprised as to what just happened, Ashley stood put with both arms to her side, Denise's slender arms carefully wrapped around her back and torso.

Ashley wasn't sure what she was feeling, the hug felt nice, and Denise smelled surprisingly good.

"I can't believe how much you've grown! Oh Moni! How time flies so fast! She was such a sweet little girl, running away and hiding whenever I came to visit. Such a shy baby!"

As much as Denise wanted the hug to last, she had to let her go, the girl was already uncomfortable to begin with.

Pulling her away, Denise stared right down at Ashley, light tiny freckles covered her rosy cheeks. "You're a very beautiful young woman Ashley," grinned Denise, her tanned strong hands caressing the softer pale cheeks.

This is so embarrassing, Ashley kept thinking to herself, this gorgeous woman was complementing her, and she couldn't help but blush. She was sure she looked like a tomato by now.

She was so awkward in such situations. And it didn't help that the hug felt a little too intimate. Ashley wasn't much of a hugger. In fact, body contact made her a little too uncomfortable. But she couldn't tell Denise that, after all she didn't see her in ages. That wouldn't be nice.

So, Ashley refrained by smiling timidly and taking a step back. Denise raised her eyebrow, amused by her reaction. She was still as shy as she remembered. Very adorable indeed. She always had a thing for shy, innocent little girls.

Especially busty ones.

Denise loved young girls with big tits. She can't wait to have her hands on these babies. She wanted to have her right here and then.

But, she had to stop herself. That was wrong. Ashley was Moni's daughter, her friend's daughter. The little girl she played dolls with and babysat. She can't think of her this way. She shouldn't. Yet, she couldn't help herself. She couldn't help the naughty thoughts she was having.

She should have felt ashamed, but she didn't.

For Ashley turned into a very beautiful young woman, her dream woman. And who can resist such a nice rack? Chuckled Denise to herself.

"I know you love my jokes Den" elbowed her Moni goofily,

"I sure do miss them sweetheart" she smiled back at her,

Oh, if she only knew...

And they all made their way to the living room.

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Ashley was back in her room. Her mom and Denise were still sitting in the living room catching up on the past 8 years of their lives. They have been sitting and talking since Denise came over which was hours ago.

Feeling too overwhelmed and bored of all the gossiping she heard, Ashley politely excused herself, and made her way out of the room. Denise, of course, seized the opportunity to silently check Ashley's ass out as she left.

Moni never paying attention to anything, brought up yet another thing to discuss with her long lost friend.

It was starting to get dark outside. So Ashley decided to shower and change into her pjs. Feeling all clean and fresh, Ashley put some black leggings on and settled for a comfy white shirt which was a size smaller. Her home was her comfort zone, so it never really mattered what she wore inside. She always felt comfortable and at ease around her mom.

Deciding on not wearing any underwear, Ashley slipped on her tight leggings and shirt that outlined her lovely hourglass figure perfectly.

Moni always thought that her daughter was a bit too naive for her own good. But at the same time, she was glad she didn't have to chase off horny boys or worse, worry about Ashley getting knocked up!

At her age, Moni would had already experienced with both boys and girls. She considered herself a wild teenager unlike her sweet child.

Speaking of messing around with girls, Denise or Den as Moni used to call her, was a very dear friend. In fact, Den used to soothe her friend in so many ways Ashley couldn't even guess.

Ashley always thought they were playing a game called "who can scream louder" as her mom told her once.

Anyway, it's nothing Moni ever considered telling her innocent baby. Now that she was a stunning, mature redhead, Moni herself, can't keep her eyes off her daughter's luscious body. But she was her daughter, and she promised herself that nothing, and certainly nothing would ever happen between the two of them.

Regardless, and contrary to what Den thought, Moni was completely and definitely able to tell that her dear friend had the hots for her young girl. The way her eyes blinded with lust ever since she first laid eyes on her, and how she almost drooled as her little girl's big tits were close to her face.

Her own pussy tingled at the thought of Ashley's big round mounds which she has only seen in bikinis and only caught glimpse of her puffy big nipples swelling under her shirts.

Oh how she longed to touch them or at least see them, smell them, hold them...

'If she couldn't have her daughter herself, thought Moni, her friend might... what's the catch? Ashely needed experience, and who else could help her get out of her shell and out to the real world? Who else could she trust with her little treasured gem?' wondered Moni to herself.

"Earth to Moni, earth to Moni, where did that beautiful head of yours go?" chuckled Denise as she sipped on her black tea, staring at her beloved friend sitting on the couch facing her, her face crunched up in thought. "A penny for your thoughts?"

"Huh? Oh I was just thinking...it's nothing nevermind" replied Moni quickly, gulping down a tall glass of water.

"Woah! Doesn't sound like nothing at all Moni. Tell me, what's wrong? You know you can trust me." Muttered Den reassuringly, holding Moni's hand with her own as she made her way to sit next to her.

"Oh! I-i didn't realize you were still here...oh no! that's not w-what I meant! I mean... it's getting late and- and I thought you left already, so I- I didn't mean to interrupt..!"

Interrupted once more today by an uninvited guest, both women laughed wholeheartedly at the younger's attempt to apologize. Little did they know, that both older women had their mind (and hopefully mouth) occupied by the very same oblivious intruder.

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"Darling, Denise is staying over tonight. And possibly, the next couple of days as well" signaled Moni to her little one.

"Oh am I? Is that so? Don't I have a say in that?" snickered Den, keeping her eyes on Ashley. Her heated stare busy taking all of her in. Even in simple clothing, she looked so hot, my god.

"And since when do I ask you your permission? Hmm? I'll be back in a few... Honey dear, why don't you keep Den's company whilst I come back?" getting off the couch, Moni kisses her baby's hot red cheek as she makes her way out of the door.

"Alright! Text me if you need me to buy something on my way home!"

And with that being said, the door closes and the two strangers are left together in the same room.

Dreading the next couple of hours, Ashley stumbles to the sofa. Sitting as far away as possible, on the other side of the couch.

"I don't bite Ashley, giggled Denise, unless... you want me to." She smirked, moving closer to the girl who tried scooting further away, nearly falling off the couch.

"Easy there, I'm just messing with you" Holding her in place with her arm, her hand slightly brushing against her left breast. The touch was very light, yet it felt as if electricity went through her little body.

"Uhh, o-okay" muttered Ashley squirming in her seat, more embarrassed than ever.

Denise was so incredibly turned on, sitting all alone with Ashley, after all these years, such a beautiful woman she is. She doesn't even realize how beautiful she is.

Her predatory alter just wanted to climb on top of her and tear her shirt off.

But she couldn't, just yet.

Desperate to get the girl talking, Denise tried initiating a conversation, "So Ashley, your mom told me you were such a bright girl. And you are so very beautiful as well... tell me Ash, do you have a boyfriend? Such a lovely girl like you, I'm sure you'd have a lot of boys running after you, am I right?" laughed Denise

"Uh ..I- no, I don't have a boyfriend..." her voice almost inaudible. 'Out of all questions, why did she choose to ask me about that!'

Feeling the girl dying of embarrassment, her long red hair hanging over her face covering her angelic features, Den reaches out and brushes a curled strand away from her face.

Gently lifting her chin up to look at her, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable sweetheart. I just wanted to get to know my dear little Ashley" giving her a warm smile.

Encouraged, Ashley timidly smiles back at her "it's alright".

"You've grown so much ever since I last saw you... Do you remember how we ran around trying to spray your mom with the hose one time-

"-and she ended up slipping!" grinned Ashley widely, interrupting Denise, a cute little dimple visible.

"Yes! She was so wet!" laughed Denise mischievously. "We used to play Doctor too... you used to love that game. Do you remember?"

They were now sitting facing each other on the couch, their feet touching, as they recalled Ashley's early childhood memories.

"Of course I remember! It was my favorite!" exclaimed Ashley excitedly.

"Why don't we play it again? What do you say?"

"Really?" wondered Ashley in disbelief. She always wanted to play that game again, but she didn't want her friends thinking she was too childish.

"Of course Ash. I could be the doctor, and you'll be my good little patient, won't you?" stated the older woman with a stern tone.

"Okay! I don't like being the doctor anyway. It's no fun" mumbled silly Ashley.

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"How can I help you Ma'am?"

"Hi Doctor, I think I might be pregnant"

"Is that so? Do you have any specific symptoms?" raised Denise her eyebrow at the choice of concern.

"Um, I've been feeling nauseous lately and oh! I've been craving a-l- lot of chocolate!" stammered Ashley eagerly

"I see... it seems like you might be expecting, but we'll have to make sure. Why don't you take your clothes off and change into that white gown next to you" ordered Denise the younger girl. She can't believe this is about to happen.

"Oh um...Doc- um D-Denise, there is no g-gown here...I don't have a-a gown...I'm sorry" embarrassed for stuttering and for not owning a gown, Ashley apologizes once more "I'm s-sorry I can't even role-play right..."

"It's okay dear Ashley, we don't really need a gown. See, it's all about our imagination, that's what makes us good actors." Reassures Denise the little girl, as she kneels in front of her, caressing her cheek. "Now, please, take your clothes off ma'am, I don't have all day, I'm a busy doctor..."

With that being said, Ashley gets off the couch, bringing her small hands to the hem of her shirt and pulls it off and away her tiny figure. Thinking nothing of it, they were playing doctor after all.

Realizing all too late that she didn't have her bra on, her big heavy tits swayed and jumped, landing on top of her chest. Even though they were big, they were pert and proud.

Being her clumsy self, and embarrassing herself even more, her quickly taking her shirt off caused the fabric of her shirt to brush harshly against her nipples, which swelled and rose up, greeting Denise's hungry eyes.

Denise throat was tight and dry. "Uh-h, well, very good m-ma'am. Why don't you sit back now and face the other side of the wall..." finally managed Denise to hoarsely say.

Bringing herself to sit right behind Ashley, she didn't know how to go about it.

Ashley's breasts were everything she ever dreamed of. So big, and perky. Her areolas were large too and pink. Just perfect.

"Alright ma'am, coughed Denise, we'll start with a routine breast exam to make sure that everything is alright..."

"o-okay doctor" breathed out Ashley, it was starting to get cold in here. And her nipples are definitely reacting to that. That's what she told herself anyway.

With one hand at each side, Ashley was practically squeezed in between, no way to go to. Slowly and gently, Denise brings both hand up front and timidly cups each boob from below, careful not to touch her nipples.

Her boobs were so soft! Incredible. Denise had to bite her lip to stop herself from moaning right into Ashley's ear. They were so close. Nearly touching. Ashley smelled so good. Denise couldn't help but push Ashley's back deeper into her front, so the only thing separating both women was Denise's light black sweater.

Rubbing harder into her tits, Ashley was now supporting herself by Denise, she was in a trance, the massage felt so nice. "This feels really good doctor..." confessed Ashley timidly, her chest was flushed.

"I know baby, I'll help you relax. You can trust me Ashley" convinced her the older woman.

Still trying to avoid her lovely pink nipples, Denise was almost gently kneading both tits with her hands. Each at a time, she would wrap it with both hands, squeeze it a little bit too hard as to get a soft moan out of Ashley' and shake them up and down, feeling their weight as they bounced freely on her chest.

Denise's pussy was on fire. Her legs were tightly squeezed shut together as she kept playing with the younger girl's massive creamy jugs.

Switching back and forth between the lovely breasts, Ashley accidently lets out quite a loud moan she has been suppressing when Denise's finger accidentally brushed her right nipple. "Ahh!"

Pushing her tits farther out, Ashley was wildly squirming in her seat.

Confused, as if someone set her little coochie on fire, Ashley didn't know what was happening to her. She was so hot and bothered by that massage session. She didn't know that was possible.

Incredibly aroused at the site of a wiggly bothered Ashley, Denise could feel her lacy panties soaked wet and clinging to her engorged clit. And squirming Ashley kept hitting her tender spot igniting a fire in her.

Wanting to torture little Ashley even more, her hands still firmly cupping her tits, she lightly touches both nipples simultaneously with her forefingers. Lightly, then more intensely and quickly.

Her rose buds were incredibly tight and hard, standing straight and proud, begging to be touched and sucked.

"O-Ohh.. Ahh!! W-wh-at are y-you doing Doc-t D-deniseee...i-it feels fun-n-y...p-please-" moaned Ashley incoherently as wave after wave of pleasure and confusion washed over her. She wasn't supposed to feel that way. She doesn't remember ever feeling this way.

"Shhh babygirl, it's okay...don't fight it...moan for mommy Denise baby" ordered her Denise as she lightly bit Ashley's right ear and licked it. Her hands never leaving her big round melons.

Becoming even more bold and daring, she switches between flicking, pinching and pulling the puffy rosy nipples.

They were about to burst, so long and hard, and never been teased before.

Ashley kept moving and shaking in attempt to get the feeling to stop. It was so strong, so powerful, so much for her little body to take. She couldn't stop herself from moaning. And her pussy was on fire, yet it felt damp. She was worried she accidentally wet herself.

Bringing her hands between her legs, she pushed harder against her coochie, trying to stop that unknown feeling, all new to her. But she was met with an electrifying feeling. Her pussy trembled and shook as soon as she made contact with her legging covered pussy.

Denise herself couldn't take it anymore, Ashely's shaking and moaning was driving her crazy, she just wanted to fuck that tight pussy already.