This story is another in the 'Annabelle Randall' series.
Sharing Memories
Dear reader, you may be curious to know how a mature, respectable and sophisticated woman like myself was introduced to the world of lesbian submission, so I will tell you.
My story begins two years after my parents had divorced when my father brought Lucy, his new wife, home to live with us. She was a tall attractive lady in her late forties and I was just 18 then. My older brother Mark had left home soon after she arrived so Lucy and I would spend a lot of time together, as my father was often away on business trips.
My new stepmother was fun to be with but she gradually became very strict with me, which suited my submissive nature very well. She also became my substitute mother, because every teenage girl needs advice and direction in her life, from a mature woman. I was also somewhat confused about my sexuality at that time, because I felt equally attracted to both boys and girls.
Lucy began her subtle domination by asking me to fetch things, like a magazine or a coffee refill, as she sat watching TV. Over time her demands escalated to the point where I was required to pick up items I knew she had deliberately dropped. I later came to realise that this was all part of my training to become her plaything.
I thought at first that this behaviour towards me was strange, however in due course I found myself in thrall to this beautiful mature woman, who would often compliment me on my womanly figure and my pretty face. I suppose I fell in love with her in my girlish way, although I tried not to show it when in her company.
In bed at night I would often stroke my erect nipples and wet pussy, while pretending that it was her delicate fingers teasing my eager slit. I would even whisper her name while fingering myself until I came in a wonderful climax.
One day Lucy playfully suggested that I should flaunt my curves more by wearing a sheer see- through blouse that she had bought for me. I was very shy at first, but she persuaded me to try it on, without a bra, then come and show her how I looked.
To placate my fears she said. 'Don't be silly, we're both girls after all and nobody else can see us anyway.'
Always eager to please her, I went to my bedroom with the blouse and took off my top and bra as she had suggested. Then after putting on the new blouse, I stood in front of my mirror to see the effect.
My reflection made me gasp in awe, as I found myself looking at a grown woman whose shapely breasts were just visible through the thin material. I noticed too that the teasing caress of the smooth silk had hardened my nipples to create prominent twin peaks in the blouse.
After gazing at my image from every angle, I returned to the lounge for Lucy's inspection, feeling more mature and desirable than ever before.
When I entered the room she clapped her hands, and said. 'Oh darling, you look stunning, and that blouse certainly shows off your womanly charms. Now I want to see the full effect, so promenade around the room for me'.
Delighting in my newly found confidence, I began parading myself for Lucy whilst displaying my silk covered firm breasts for her approval.
After several minutes of watching me, she said 'Come here Annabelle, I think the blouse needs a little adjustment.'
I came and stood before her as she adjusted the collar, then she quickly undid the buttons and opened the blouse fully to expose my tits. I immediately stepped back and raised my hands to cover myself, but she slapped them away.
'I want you to continue walking around the room, with your blouse open like that'. She demanded in a stern voice.
I felt very shy, walking about with my breasts fully exposed, but soon I came to accept it as my confidence increased. In fact I had discovered how exciting it was to act so out of character by flaunting my body, even if it was to another woman.
'So, how does it feel to expose yourself? Asked Lucy
'I admit that I was a little shy at first, but it feels quite exciting now.' I truthfully replied with a giggle.
'That's good because from now on, I want you to display your breasts like this whenever we are alone in the house. Would you do that for me?'
'I would do anything for you' I replied breathlessly.
'In that case there is something else I would like you to do, and that is to try on another outfit I have bought for you.' So saying she went behind the sofa and brought out a cardboard box that she handed to me. I was intrigued and curious to see what she had bought, so I took it and went to my bedroom again to try on this new costume.
When I opened the box I was surprised to see that it contained a pretty pink dress that seemed much too small and very short. Taking it from the box I held the dress up to myself and wondered how it could possibly fit me. I finally managed to put it on, with some difficulty, but it was so small that the hem only just covered my bottom. I also discovered that the top would not close properly, so my breasts were left exposed.
The dress looked very pretty however, with lace trimming all around the edges and a little white apron to complete the ensemble. When I looked at my reflection in the mirror I was amazed at what I saw. The same grown woman stood there but dressed as a little girl this time, but with her full breasts displayed for all to see.
The mere thought of brazenly flaunting myself while wearing this tiny dress was so out of character that I felt empowered and excited by it. Indeed as I gazed enraptured at my own image I realised that my pussy was wet.
So, feeling highly aroused and very naughty, I made my way back to the lounge, only to receive a shock as I entered the room.
There sat Lucy, sprawled on the sofa in a casual manner, but now shamelessly topless with her large mature breasts exposed to my view.
'You look absolutely adorable my pet.' said Lucy as she lazily examined me from head to toe.
'Well, I am surprised, but I can say the same about you.' I said, a little embarrassed by her unexpected nudity.
'Are you shocked or embarrassed to see me like this?'
'Not at all.' I mumbled.
'Good, so carry on parading for me Annabelle, then I want you to come and cuddle up with me on the sofa.'
I began to walk around the room again feeling very turned on by proudly displaying my shapely tits and erect nipples. I even deliberately teased sometimes by bending over a little to give her a glimpse of my white panties, under my tiny pink dress.
