Seducing Mothers Older Friend

I'm finishing my walk around the neighbourhood when I see Sharon, a long time friend of my mum, walking toward me. Actually, she first met my mum as her babysitter. She also babysat for me, and when she did, I always felt attracted to her, but I never recognised it as a sexual thing.

Sharon has just turned sixty, but you'd never know it to look at her. She keeps herself very fit, has a lovely face and long straight brown hair that flows across her shapely C cup boobs, highlighting the cleavage that her tight V-neck top is revealing.

"Hey, Sharon."

"Mary! How lovely to see you! What are doing back in town? I thought you'd been at uni in Melbourne."

"That's right, but it's school holidays, so I'm camping out at mum's for a couple of weeks."

"My, what a lovely young woman you are now, Mary."

"Well, you too, Sharon."

She giggles at that. She loves flattery, and it's not hard to give, with her looks.

"So what are you up to, Mary?"

"Just going for a walk, you?"

"I just popped into the shops for some makeup." Sharon is high maintenance, but her hard work shows. "This is my place here, want to come in for a drink?"

"Sure, I could use something. It's deceptively warm today."

As she leads us up the footpath to her house, I can't help but admire her shape and the suggestive wiggle of her bum as she walks.

We go in and it's nicely cool inside. Her decorating taste is as elegant as her dress - modern but not severe. It looks like a spread from a home magazine, but invitingly comfortable.

"Have a seat, Mary. What would you like? Wine, orange juice, apple black currant juice, sparkling water?"

"It's a bit early for wine," I reply, "apple juice would be lovely." I sit on the sofa and sink in, feeling it start to swallow me, almost sensuously.

She brings me a tumbler of juice and hands it to me. I see that she has a glass of white wine. She sits opposite me in a chair matching the sofa. I gulp my juice and she sips her wine.

She is smiling at me and I return the smile. Her face is beautiful, almost sculpted. Aside from the inevitable wrinkles from her sixty years, she would be the envy of any woman.

Her long hair tumbles down onto her lovely boobs. Her top is cut deep enough to show the perfect amount of her cleavage without looking slutty. My heart increases its pace as her loveliness starts affecting me. Her long lean legs are crossed. Her short skirt reveals strong calf and thigh muscles - perfect for intense scissoring, I briefly muse.

"So how have you been, Sharon?" I ask to break out of my light trance.

"Oh, I'm okay, considering."

"Considering what?"

She sighs and thinks for several seconds. "You know my third marriage ended, right?"

"Uh, no, I didn't." I haven't been in touch with her for a couple of years to stay abreast of the ongoing saga of her love life. The last I knew, she was with her second husband. Mum always said that Sharon was the beautiful princess who craves constant adoration, and can't stand being alone because it deprives her of that. So she rushes into deep relationships before really knowing the guys.

"Yes, he was getting depressed and wouldn't do anything about it, despite my urging. He then started getting abusive."

"Oh, that's no good, Sharon," I say. I think about adding,

"Why are you such a shit magnet?"

but I bite my tongue and resist.

"I know, I always seem to attract the needy ones," she says. That would be right. Her need to be worshipped attracts needy men. It's a shame, because so many men would want her, or indeed many women, like myself.

"And I just moved out from a boyfriend's place a few weeks ago." I almost choke - my goodness, another one!

"Aw, I'm so sorry, Sharon," I reply, trying to think of something else to say that won't be insulting. "You are so gorgeous and sexy, you should be able to find someone who truly appreciates you."

"I don't know, Mary, maybe I'm destined to be lonely," she says, her voice breaking a tiny bit.

We sit in silence for a minute. Then I say, "It's important to love yourself, then you can find the one who will truly love you."

Sharon looks at me, her jaw dropping a tiny bit, seeming amazed. "Wow, Mary, that's so true. I wish I could feel content by myself, but it's hard for me." She drifts off into thought, which I let her go with.

I get brave and steer the conversation in a new direction. "You do take care of your, uh, physical needs, right?"

Sharon laughs and says, "Oh, yes, I'm not stupid! It feels great, but afterwards, I feel empty without someone beside me."

"I know what you mean, Sharon. My partner moved away just before COVID hit, and with the lockdowns and all, it's been hard to find someone else. Like you, I do keep myself amused with fingers and toys, helped along by reading and writing hot stories on Literotica."

"Oh really, you write dirty stories?"

"I prefer the term erotic writing, but yeah, you can call them dirty stories."

"Oh my, maybe I'll have to read some."

I decide to get seriously bold. "It's always nice to have someone kiss you softly as they hold you in their arms," I say, being careful with my pronouns to not give away my secret just yet. "Arousing you with their tenderness, their soft caresses with their hands on your body."

I see Sharon start to wriggle as my words begin to affect her. She gulps down the remainder of her wine. I get no objection yet from her, so I continue. "Soft hands teasing everywhere as they kiss you deeper, then daring to brush the side of your boob. Oh, that always makes me ease into the sofa or bed and start to surrender to their loving touch."

Sharon gazes at me and starts breathing more heavily, reacting to my words and silently acknowledging their truth. "When they finally run their fingers over my boob, I have to let out a low sigh. At their touch on my nipples, I moan, my passion flaring in a way I cannot ignite on my own."

Sharon gasps and says, "Oh, Mary, you are so right. I miss that." I see her boobs heave with her panting, and I gaze at her lovely cleavage, my desire for her growing.

Emboldened by her agreement, I continue. "When they glide their hand up my leg is when I complete my surrender. My legs fly apart to give them total access to my pussy, which is getting quite wet by now." Sharon uncrosses her legs and holds them tightly together, desperately afraid that they will spring apart as in my story, causing her skirt to hike up and reveal her knickers.

"Oh, Mary," she cries softly.

"Their hand glides inside my thigh, higher, driving me wild. Their other fingers stroke my nipple, which is rock hard now. Finally, I feel a finger rub my pussy slit through my knickers and I grunt. The finger slides up and down..."

"Oh God, Mary, what are you doing to me?" Sharon shouts. "I'm burning with desire now, but I don't have someone to do what you are saying. I'm going crazy."

I stop my sexy narrative, smile broadly at her and pause. Then I say, "Don't you? I'm here, and I'm very willing."

Her jaw drops to the floor. Then she realises it and slams her mouth shut again. She gazes at me in stunned silence, taking in the breaking news.

"You did know I was lesbian, didn't you, Sharon?"

Sharon splutters, "Uh, oh, um, no I didn't know that, Mary." She is at a loss for more words for a few seconds. "Oh, but I'm not."

I smile again. "Maybe not yet, or maybe you will decide you want both. Anyway, right now we are both very excited and we should take advantage of that. I very much want to make you feel so good, possibly better than you have ever felt."

"Oh, I can't, I mean I never have."

"I would love to make your first time wonderful, Sharon. I've desired you for so long, but I've never dared to say anything because I was either too young or you were with a guy and you are so far out of my league."

"Oh, Mary, I'm not out of your league, but I've never thought about being with a woman, especially a lovely young woman like you." She pauses as her head spins with the unexpected thoughts and feelings I have tossed at her. "How can I..." she whispers, lost in a whirlwind of emotions.

I whisper back, "Well, all you have to do is stand up, walk over here and sit next to me. I will do the rest. You will just need to relax and enjoy."

I remain silent, spread an inviting arm along the top of the sofa and keep smiling, letting Sharon make her decision. She sits, thinking, then slowly and deliberately rises and floats over to the sofa and sits next to me. She leans back into my arm and I wrap it gently around her shoulder, easing her to face me.

We gaze at each other and I bring my face slowly closer to hers. My heart is beating fast, and I imagine that hers is too. I touch my lips to hers and give her the softest kiss she has possibly ever had. She whimpers softly.

I slide my lips slowly back and forth along her lips, feeling sparks fly through my body at the feelings that I have, kissing this gorgeous creature after wanting to for so long. Then my tongue slips out and licks her lips before slipping just inside to find the tip of her tongue.

Her tongue responds, playing with mine, as she moans. I engage in gentle swordplay, until my passion flares and I lash her tongue with mine. My hand around her shoulder moves down and caresses the upper part of her cleavage. My other hand moves onto her stomach, lightly rubbing it.

Sharon kisses me deeply, wrapping her arms around me and pulling us close together. I complete the pressure by pulling with the arm wrapped around her. One of my little boobs touches her larger one, making me moan now.

The hand on her stomach sneaks up and brushes the bottom of her boobs. Sharon goes wild with her kissing, so I take that as encouragement. My hand slowly slides up, cupping one of her ample boobs, then squeezing it gently.

She pulls off of my mouth, panting. I take the opportunity to kiss her neck, also giving it little nips. She gasps, so I start caressing her boob, fingers on her top and thumb rubbing up and down her cleavage.

I feel her lean back in acquiescence to my actions, so I keep going, licking her neck and sliding my thumb across her cleavage to the other boob. Soft moans and continued panting spur my thumb to slide under her top and rub the edge of her bra.

Loud gasps from her push my thumb under her bra, sliding over her flesh up and down, gradually approaching her nipple. When I find the edge of the nipple, I rub my thumb over the side of it, which is now hard. A little push farther lands my thumb on the tip of her nipple. I lightly rub it, eliciting hearty moans from my delicious older companion.

I know that I have her now. I play her gently, teasing her nipple and licking farther down into her cleavage. "Oh, Mary, Mary," she cries. I pull back and smile at her, hands finding the hem of her top and slowly lifting it. "Ohhh," she whispers. I take that as consent to continue.

I lift the hem up, slowly revealing her lovely smooth satin bra. I am panting now, excited to be undressing the lovely object of my desires. I lift it over the boobs, and up to her neck. She lifts her arms in a gesture of surrender. I peel her top off quickly and fling it away.

Now I can attend to her boobs through her bra, through which her hard nipples are just showing. Sharon must wear stiff bras to avoid showing her nipples. I can see that they are about one centimetre across - nice and big.

I hold her boobs and lightly rub my thumbs over her nipples, seeing them push out. I try to finger the nipples, but the stiffness of the bra prevents me from touching their sides. My hands slide around back and quickly find her bra clasps and unhook them. She gazes at me, knowing what is next.

I slide the back straps to the front and lift the cups, freeing her boobs. I take the shoulder straps down her arms and glance at the label - yep, C - before flinging the bra away.

"Oh, Sharon, your boobs are so perfect! Nice and full but still firm," I exclaim. My fingers wander all over them, delighting in being able to touch them after having wanted to for some time. She's watching my fingers and sighing softly.

I close on her nipples now and begin a light stroking of their sides, from base to tip. She gasps. I continue slow base-to-tip stroking, watching her nipples grow to a length over one centimetre. "Oh, Sharon, look how big and hard your nipples have gotten for me. I love them so much."

"Ohhhh, Mary," she moans. I keep teasing her nipples with slow strokes. Sharon is panting heavily now. I feel her hips pressing down on the sofa. She's trying to get pressure on her pussy. I keep teasing until she cries, "Ohhhhhh."

Then I remove my fingers, lean down and start licking her boobs all over, but avoiding her nipples. I can tell that she's going crazy, wanting more stimulation. My tongue licks her beautiful globes, just brushing her nipples as it passes by them. I hear her gasp each time a nipple is touched.

Finally, I brush one nipple with my lips, lightly sliding back and forth. She is moaning softly and continuously now, and I know I have her so excited. I grasp her nipple gently between my lips, squeezing and releasing it in a slow rhythm. I find her other nipple with my fingers again and resume the slow stroking.

Sharon is whimpering now, wordlessly begging for more, but I keep teasing her, refusing to increase the pace or intensity of my touches. She cries loudly, "Ahh, ahh." I relent, sucking her nipple into my mouth and slowly licking it. My fingers gently pull on her other distended nipple.

She is virtually sobbing. Relentlessly I lick her long hard nipple while pulling and twisting the other. Gradually I speed up my licking as I pinch with my fingers. I feel her hips bucking, knowing that her pussy is so hot and wet.

She's crying now, so I take pity on her and suck hard and lash her nipple with my tongue hard and fast. My fingers pull and pinch and twist her nipple harder. "Oh, Mary!" Sharon shouts, "I'm going to cum."

I lick and pinch as hard and fast as I can, and in a few seconds, she screams, "Ahhhh, yesssss." Her body shakes as she is screaming constantly. "Oh, oh, oh," she pants as she cums. I keep going until she shouts, "Oh, fuck, enough, oh fuck!" as she pushes my head away from her boob.

I pull back and gaze at her in her orgasmic bliss, her head collapsed back onto the sofa, eyes closed. I admire her incredibly wonderful boobs, so happy that I have been able to please them. I move back up and hold her close, resting her head on my shoulder, letting her descend from her intense orgasm. Her panting gradually eases.

When she has recovered, she turns her face to me and says, "Oh, Mary, I've never cum so hard in my life! And from my nipples only, wow."

I return her gaze with a broad smile and reply, "I'm so happy to please you. But we have more to explore."

"Seriously?" she queries.

"Oh yes, take me to your bedroom and we'll continue."

"Oh my, I don't know if I can take any more."

"Sharon, you look very fit. You can handle a lot more. Trust me."

"Oh, Mary," she says as she rouses herself off the sofa and walks down the hall. As I follow, she points and says, "In there, but I'm going to the loo first." She goes into the toilet as I walk into her bedroom.

It's as elegantly appointed as everything else in her life. I decide to give her a little surprise by stripping so she can see me naked when she returns. I fold my clothes onto a chair and stand waiting for her.

When she walks in, she stops suddenly as she sees me. "Oh, Mary, you are so beautiful."

"I'm glad you like the view," I say as I come up to her and give her a quick kiss, our boobs touching. I pull away and say, "My turn for the loo. Get naked for me and lie on the bed under the covers." I prance to the toilet.

When I come back, I see her in bed as instructed and stand near the edge. "Pull down the covers so I can see you, Sharon." When she does that, I exclaim, "Wow, your whole body is amazing. I'm going to worship it. But first, I'm going to have my fun."

I gaze up and down her incredible body, appreciating this work of art. My hands start wandering up, caressing my sides and stomach. She starts to touch herself but I insist, "No, Sharon, don't touch, just watch. Keep your hands at your sides."

She gives a soft moan of disappointment but obeys. "Good girl," I whisper affectionately. We both smile at the reversal of roles from when she was my babysitter.

As my hands roam over me, I relate, "You know, Sharon, I have always thought you were stunningly gorgeous."

I cupped my little boobs and continued. "I wasn't aware of sexual feelings then, of course, but I suppose I was turned on without knowing what it was. I'll never forget my eighteenth birthday, however. You were so alluringly but elegantly dressed. You were wearing a pretty sundress showing your amazing cleavage.

"I couldn't keep my eyes off of you," I said, as my fingers started rubbing my nipples, making them hard. "I kept imagining taking you into my room and feeling your exquisite boobs the way I just did in the lounge room. Oh, I felt so hot." I pulled my nipples and moaned.

I see that Sharon is getting turned on watching me, which excites me. "Now that I can see your whole delicious body, Sharon, I'm so turned on. I'm going to make you explode later, but now I want you to watch me cum." One hand slides down and cups my mound. I feel a trickle leaking out.

I slide a finger between my lips and confirm that I'm dripping inside. I swirl it around and then push it into my pussy. "Ahhh, yes, Sharon. Look how wet you've made me." I pull my finger out and bring it in front of her face, displaying drops of my juice.

She gazes at it with amazement, like it's nothing she's seen before. "Do you like knowing that you have excited me so much?"

Sharon stares at my finger for a few seconds before realising I have asked her a question. "Oh. Oh my, yes, Mary. I'm so happy that you find me attractive."

I bring my finger to my face, sniff it and pop it into my mouth, cleaning it off with my tongue. She looks astounded, so I say, "Haven't you ever tasted yourself, Sharon?"

"Uh, no, not really. Maybe a little, when kissing my husband after he licked me, which wasn't often."

I dive my finger back in for another dollop, then offer it to her mouth. "Try mine. My girlfriend always loves my sweet and slightly tangy taste." She instinctively recoils but then tentatively approaches my finger. I move it to her lips.

She slips out a tongue and licks a little. Taking it in and tasting, she says, "Hmm, pretty nice." She opens her mouth and I slide my finger in before she can object. She sucks and licks it off then pulls back. "Oh, I could get used to that, Mary."

"You'll have your chance later. But now I need to cum before I worship your body."

I start fucking my pussy with a finger as I play with a nipple. The sight of Sharon's amazing body is fuelling my passion. She again starts to move her hand to touch herself and I have to remind her to be a good girl if she wants my attention later.

I see her nipples harden. "Oh, Sharon, I love how wide and tall your nipples are. They are so amazing. I loved pleasing them so much."

"Oh, not half as much as I loved it, Mary."

My finger pulls out, spreading juice over my clit. I rub it as I relate, "Ah, Sharon, I've wanted you so much, especially since that birthday. You know, that night, I had visions of your boobs as I explored my body in bed. I had touched myself for a year or so before then, but never seriously.

"You inspired me to touch all over. I discovered my clit and rubbed it like I am doing now, and I had my first orgasm. Ohhhh."

I rub furiously as I see Sharon getting excited watching me. "Oh, Sharon, watch me cum. I'm so close." I see her eyes widen as she gazes at my hand. "Yes, here I go. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I pinch my nipple hard and rub my clit madly as my pussy gushes juice down my legs.