Date: Wed, 9 May 2001 22:25:15 +0100
From: alice994 <alice994@ecosse.net>
Subject: Sally's Seduction

It had been a hectic day, and thankfully it was coming to an end. It was my
daughter Louise's 14th birthday, and she and her friends had kept me busy
all day, but it had been fun, I'd really enjoyed it. I called my
ex-husband, just to thank him for his help during the day, and for taking
out son Ross for the night. Louise was having a sleep-over party, and I was
eager that Ross didn't get any ideas into his head. I just sat down with a
well earned drink when the real fun began.

I heard a big thud from upstairs, I just figured the girls were having fun,
then "Mrs Christie" came the call from the top of the stairs. As I got up I
heard a bit of a commotion and was met by one of the girls coming
downstairs to get me.

"I think Louise has knocked herself out!" , I hurried the remaining stairs
with Joanne to find Louise out cold on the bedroom floor, "She tripped over
the sleeping bag and hit her head on the bed-side table." Joanne panicked
as she pointed out the offending articles. Somehow I kept calm around all
these half-hysterical young teens.

"Paula," I picked out the one I thought most mature, "can you get the girls
to call their homes, I'm going to have to take Louise to hospital." I
rushed for my mobile phone and called my ex, telling him I'd see him at the
hospital.

"She'll be OK, I'll come with you with you want." Sally was Louise's best
friend, I patted her arm and smiled as if to say 'thanks, I'd appreciate
that'. She and Paula hurried the other girls into action.

Sally and I took Louise to hospital in my car, Paula's dad had arrived at
the house before we had left and he would make sure the other girls all got
taken home, or to another friend's house. The hospital staff took care of
Louise. Sally and I had just sat down when my ex-husband came in. He just
gave me a huge hug and asked if I was OK, then asked about Louise. We sat
awhile, worrying and drinking vending machine coffee before we were told
Louise would be fine, she'd be kept in for observation only. The doctors
orders for the rest of us were to go home and get some sleep.

"Oh Sally, what about getting you home." I said coming to my sense as I
parked the car by my house.

"I can just stay here tonight, I don't want to put you to any more
trouble." Sally virtually lived in our house at weekends anyway so she was
comfortable with this.

"I think I could do with the company anyway." I said relieved that Sally
wanted to stay over.

I got in and found a note from Paula's dad, all the girls had got home
safely, he hoped Louise would be OK. I went back to the lounge and smiled
as I saw the glass of untouched gin and tonic I'd poured earlier. I didn't
want that now so went to pour it out and open some wine.

"So much for the slumber party!" Sally said coming into the kitchen.

"Yeah, maybe another time." I sympathised, but really my concern was with
Louise, "Sally, do your parents allow you to have a drink?"

"I have wine with meals" she said as I showed her what I meant by 'a
drink', "or on special occasions."

"Well, lets make this a special occasion! Let's have our own slumber
party." I probably sounded really patronising, but Sally went for it. "Come
on then, you get yourself upstairs and I'll lock up he house. Here, taken
these with you." I handed Sally a box of chocolates, and smiled excitedly.

I hurried upstairs a minute or two later with an opened bottle of wine and
two glasses, my bedroom was in darkness.

"Sally, where are you?" I called as I went in. She called back from
Louise's room. "Come on, come in here, it's bigger in my room." I knelt on
the bed and poured out the wine. Sally stood in the doorway clutching the
box of chocolates. "Make yourself comfortable." I said patting the
bed.Sally knelt on the bed and took her wine, just sipping a very little.
I opened the chocolates.

"Boys, girls, bands or make up?"  I asked. "What are we going to talk about
first?"

"My mum won't let me wear make up." Sally started.

"I noticed you didn't, why doesn't she let you?"

"Too grown up she says."

"But you're 14 Sally, you are growing up fast."

"Tell my mum." she said huffily.

"I wouldn't dare, I'm scared of your mum." I laughed. "Has she never shown
you how to wear it, how to put it on so you don't look too made up?" Sally
said her mum hadn't. "I'll show you." I jumped to my feet and grabbed some
make up and a hand held mirror. Sally and I sat facing each other, sitting
on our knees, she held her face out to me as I became her make up artist.

"And finally the lipstick" I said after a few minutes "You can do that
yourself." I watched as Sally ran the red lipstick over her lips, then
blotted it on the tissue I handed her.

"Wow, what a transformation." I was really surprised with the difference
that made to Sally, she was always a pretty girl, in a very natural way,
but she had become a beautiful young woman. "Now I can see why your mum
doesn't want you to wear make up, you're going to to knock the boys dead,
have them chasing you all over!" Sally blushed a little. "You know, you'd
look knockout in that blue dress Louise has. Want to try it on?"

Sally said she knew where it was and went to get it, returning a few
minutes later with it on. She did look beautiful in the dress. Again we sat
on the bed just chatting, laughing, indulging in the chocolates and
drinking the wine. I realised Sally was getting tipsy, but still refilled
her glass, for I was getting tipsy too and I couldn't help but stare at
Sally. Her thin figure and lightly tanned body was becoming increasing
attractive to me.

"Shit" called Sally, snapping me out of my trance, "shit, I'm sorry, I'm
sorry". Sally jumped off the bed and stood holding the dress out, she'd
split her wine down it.

"Get it off and soak it in the sink, cold water." I ran downstairs to get a
cloth to wipe the bed.  As I returned upstairs I glanced in to the bathroom
where Sally was stood soaking the dress.  "Just grab the dressing gown by
the door." I called in not really wanting her to parade around in her
underwear.

"I'm sorry about that. Does that mean I've had too much to drink?" she
laughed joining my in the bedroom again, wrapped in my dressing gown.

"That's OK, no harm done". Then "Sally, " I began defensively, "I don't
mean to pick on you, but first your make up, or lack of it, and now your
underwear." I laughed as I finished the sentence.

"What's wrong with it?" she protested.

"Nothing," and that was the truth, "but if you're going to be all dolled
up, wearing beautiful dresses, you need to feel special all over."

"Mmm, I know, I have a really nice pair of knickers, I thought it was just
me that felt that way."

"I think all women like to feel special, something nice against there skin,
you know what it is like to have a nice silky nightdress against your
skin." As soon as I said that I knew I'd said something wrong, again!

"I asked for one for my birthday, but seemingly I'm not old enough for that
either." We both burst out laughing as Sally finished mocking her mother.

"Well, let's see what Auntie Alice has in her treasure chest. I slid off
the bed and went to he drawer where I kept my nightdresses. "It'll be too
big for you, but I never wear this one now, too small for me but I hardly
ever wore it." I held it out against my body before throwing it at
Sally. "Oh, and these, " I opened the next drawer up, "I was given this
camisole and knicker set as a present, just a few years too late to ever
fit into them." Again, they'd be too large for Sally, but she seemed
delighted with her newly gifted wares.

"Can I try them on?" there was an embarrassed look on her face to match the
tone of voice.

"Sally, never feel embarrassed about wanting to feel specail, wanting to
feel beautiful, of course you can try them on, you don't need to ask." At
that she hurried to Louise's room. I took the opportunity to go to the
bathroom and get ready for bed, it was already after 1.30 in the morning. I
was really enjoying myself, I was caught up in Sally's innocence, and
nicely plied with alcohol too of course. I slipped into my knee length
nightdress, gathered up my clothes and went back into the bedroom.

I kind of felt a rush of excitement when I saw Sally waiting there for me,
fully clothed now. I dumped my clothes and looked at Sally. Something
wasn't quite right.

"These feel gorgeous!" she wriggled on the bed, "How do I look?"

"Your mum won't let you wear make up, but she will let you buy fake leather
skirts?" I puzzled.

"The skirt's belongs to Louise. Oh shit, you didn't know she had this did
you?"

"Yea, I didn't know she had it. That skirt is pure jail-bait."

"Pure what?"

"Wearing clothes like that can get people into trouble." It was getting me
more than just a little worked up. Here was this beautiful 14 year old
girl, on my bed, fake leather mini skirt, tight white t-shirt, and I knew
what she had on under it all. God , it had been too long since I'd been
with another woman

"Oh, you want me to take it off?" I did, but the reason I had in my mind
differed to what Sally meant. I told it was OK to wear it for now.

"So you feel special, yea?" I asked.

"Yes I do." again Sally wriggled.

"Want to feel really special, can I give you a quick massage?" Sally agreed
to this, doubtless unware of the pleasure I was going to take in this
moment.

I asked Sally to roll onto her front, and I began to massage her fully
clothed body. I enjoyed being able to feel those slim shoulders and toned
back, my hands ran down her spine, up her sides, across her shoulders, all
done with love and tenderness. I parted my legs slightly as I felt a little
flush of excitement. I was tempted to run my hands up and down her tanned
legs but instead just feasted on the sight of them running into her short
sexy skirt.

I moved and carressed and massaged Sally's shoulders, telling her "relax"
in a mantra-like whisper, I could study the shape of her face, fantasise
about kissing her, making love to her. I sighed heavily as I found my mind
racing away. Sally stirred.

"This feels so nice." Sally spoke into the pillow, she sounded sleepy, I
told her to sleep if she wanted, I continued to massage and whisper to her,
as I got hotter and hotter. I took a hand from Sally and put it up my
nightdress and touched myself. I sucked the air in through my teeth and
gasped. But Sally stirred, I stroked her hair and watched as she drifted
off to sleep.

I grabbed a sheet from the cupboard and threw it over her and lay down
beside her, stroking her hair again, and gently rubbing her shoulder. I
kissed the back of her neck and cuddled Sally and drifted into a light
sleep next to my daugther's friend.

Sally moved and swung her legs out of the bed, and I was wide awake
again. She went to the bathroom, I lay watching, hoping she'd come back in
with me. She wouldn't see the smile on my face aimed at her as she padded
back into my room. She stood by the bed, just in a pool of light streaming
through the curtains from the street lighting. Sally let the skirt fall
around her ankles and pulled her t-shirt off. I found the sight of the girl
in the loose camisole top and knickers so erotic, even in the dim
light. Only then did I let her know I was awake by sliding under the bed
covers properly and throwing them back to invite her in.

"I must have fallen asleep" she said as she joined me under the
covers. "Now this is a real slumber party."

"Oh don't Sally, it's too late to start partying now. Just cuddle in."

"Goodnight." she whipsered as she put her head on the pillow, her back to
me.

"Yea, sweet dreams." I whsipered back. But I couldn't sleep, I wasn't even
going to attempt to. I ran my fingers through Sally's hair time and time
again.

"That's nice." came the soft reassurance from Sally. With my other hand I
placed it on her shoulder, touching the strap of her camisole and then
running my hand down her arm and on her waist. I stroked her tiny waist
before moving to her flat stomach and circling my hand around and around
and around. It felt like electricty pumping through me as I ran my fingers
over the soft material on her firm belly. I stopped as Sally drew her legs
up to her stomach, but continued as she cuddled into the pillow.

Again Sally stirred, stretching her legs out and pulling back into herself,
before turning to face me. I stroked the side of her face and her hair and
asked her if she was OK, she didn't reply. As my eyes grew more and more
accustomed to the darkness I could make out Sally's puzzled face, she
stretched a hand out to my face, I grabbed it and kissed her fingers before
completely wrapping her in my arms.

It seemed like minutes, but it was less than two seconds before I moved my
head forward and kissed Sally on the mouth. I drew back and waited, but got
no reaction. I did so again, this time I rested my forehead against her's
and looked into her eyes. Sally touched the side of my face and we began
kissing softly, gentle kisses to each others lips, kisses of love and
affection.

We cuddled closer together, embrassing each other, Sally's small chest
pushed against mine, I wrapped a leg around Sally as we kissed
passionately, deeply, widly. The kisses were broken by heavy panting and
soft moaning, I grew so excitedly wet in no time.

"You OK?" I asked Sally, so hoping she was.

"I'm OK" came a weak reply, I was hoping for more encouragement. I let go
my hold on her and Sally rolled over on her back, her hands by her head,
her hair messed up. I took my leg from Sally's, drawing my foot slowly down
her skinny legs as I did. I lay staring at the young girl for a few minutes
before she broke the silence again. "Was it wrong to enjoy that?"

I rolled onto my front, lay my head on my arms and looked at Sally.  "No."
was all I could say, and even that was difficult to utter. I felt ashamed,
but so wanted this to happen.

"Kiss me again!" Sally pleaded, almost questioning me 'would you kiss me
again?'. I raised my head and, moved my body across , half lying on the
bed, half on Sally. I guess we just kissed, cuddled and carressed for the
next few minutes. I was in heaven.

I ran my fingers over the waist-band of Sally's knickers, and slipped my
fingers under them. Through our kisses Sally moaned as I explored her soft
virginal pussy, my fingers tickled her soft pubic hair, flicked across her
tight lips. I withdrew my hand, raised my head from Sally's face and sucked
on my fingers before sliding my hand back to my young lover's pussy.

Sally moaned and tensed as I began to circle her pussy with my wet fingers,
I couldn't wait to start fingering this little girl, then suck her out. As
I pushed my fingers past her tight pussy lips Sally whimpered, she grabbed
my arm, stopping me, before she raised her head and kissed me, fell back on
the bed and eased her knickers down.

I moved down the bed, into the darkness of the sheets, but I could still
make out the form of her luscious young body. I began to finger my
daughter's friend, my young lover. Sally lay still at first, my fingers
delved deep into her dry pussy, feeling the curve of her body. I busied my
other hand rubbing on Sally's clit - now she wriggled, sighed, groaned, her
pussy grew wetter, I grew more excited and less concerned. I withdrew my
fingers, sucked on them, tasting Sally's sweet virginal juices and slid
them back up her, much to the pleasure of both of us.

The smell of sex coming from Sally was driving me wild, I needed to get my
lips around her cunt, to taste her , to make her mine, to make her howl in
pleasure. As I withdrew my fingers from Sally, she clenched her legs
together and placed a hand on her pussy. I cast off the sheet and hung over
her cunt.

"Honey, are you OK?" I asked.

"Mmmmm" Sally answered, telling me that she was OK. I guess the sensation &
the emotions she was feeling were confusing her. I pulled her knickers
right off, she didn't protest.

Sally parted her legs just a little, and moved her hand to her stomach. I
pushed my hands up her inner thighs, pushing her legs wider apart, then lay
down between them.My face was right there by Sally's pussy. I parted her
lips and bent my head in, and tongued her sweet hole.  Sally totally
tensed, swore and then sighed and relaxed, her hand grabbed my hair and
pulled it gently. I devourved the young girl, licking and tonguing her,
fingering and kissing her, enjoying the way she wriggled and writhed,
smiling as she moaned happliy.

Despite all my attention I didn't make Sally organism, but I wasn't
bothered at this stage. When Sally could take no more, I crawled back up
her body, kissing her firm flushed body as I inched back to the
pillow. Sally stroked the side of my face then kissed me, tasting her own
sex from my lips. I so needed to get myself off, my pussy was wet, but I
knew I couldn't get Sally to go down on me yet. I held Sally close into me,
she cuddled me and I slipped a hand to my pussy. I tried to be quiet and as
still as possible as I fingered myself, I bit me lip and closed my
eyes. Sally knew what I was doing but said nothing. I loved the way Sally
held me as I brought myself off.

I shuddered, shook and shivered as I came. Sally took my wet fingers from
my pussy, and took them to her mouth. The young girl kissed my fingers,
tasting me. She sighed and cuddled into me. I stroked Sally's hair as we
drifted off to sleep.


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