Date: Sun, 10 Feb 2013 21:19:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Shelia's Seduction (lesbian/adult youth, oral anal, F/g, F/Fg)

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                Shelia Seduction
                      By
                     Jan

	When I answered the knock on my apartment
door I was mildly surprised to see the daughter of
one of my neighbors.  I had seen her around the
apartment complex enough to know that her name was
Chastity and that she was the thirteen year old
daughter of a woman about my age, named Jane.

	She was standing there dressed very casually in
a thin cotton print dress that would have fit her
perfectly when she was 10, but three years later
barely covered her butt, and white canvas tennis
shoes.  She looked like a little girl trying to look older
than her years would indicate.

	I asked her, "How can I help you, dear?"

	"My mother is entertaining tonight, and she
suggested that I go see a movie, but there isn't
anything showing that I care to see, so I thought I
would like to visit you, and get to know you better."

	I invited her in happy to have the company.  I
told her, "I'm just making a pot of coffee, would you
like a cup or would you prefer a soft drink?"

	She said, "I would like a soft drink, if it isn't too
much trouble."

	I allowed her to take the comfortable recliner,
while I retrieved a can of soda pop from the fridge,
and poured myself a cup of coffee.  I sweetened it to
taste before pouring the soda into a glass with ice
cubes.  When I returned to the living area I couldn't
help but have the feeling that Chastity looked like a
young street walker the way she was dressed.  She
had the childish face with a little too much makeup
on.  Her hair was long and she had bangs.  She had
pulled her hair around over her left shoulder.  With
the makeup and revealing attire, she just looked
cheap to me.

	I took my cup of coffee and sat on the sofa, and
asked her what she would like to talk about.  Chastity
smiled at me sweetly and said, "I was wondering if
you are Miss or Mrs. Jones?"

	I said, "I used to be married, but I have legally
changed my name back to my maiden name, so I am
Miss Jones now.  Why do you ask?"

	She said, "I just wanted to know more about
you.  What happened to your marriage?"

	I paused before answering her question.  I had
not discussed my marriages with anyone in years.  I
finally started telling my story.  I told her that I had
married my high school sweetheart almost as soon as
I graduated.  I was a good typist and pretty good at
dictation, so I got an office job to support us while
he finished college, but one day I got sick, and
returned home early, only to find him fucking a coed
in our bed.  I kicked them both out, and divorced him.

	A few years later I met a nice man that I
thought was mature enough to be faithful to me.
Little did I know that he wanted to marry me for
professional reasons.  Being a married man would
make him look more like supervisor material.  It was a
couple of years before we went to a party at the
home of one of his friends.  I hardly noticed that all
of the guests were men.  I spent the evening talking
to a very effeminate man from his office about
everything from home decoration to recipes.  I was
getting a little intoxicated, but I eventually noticed
the other men were paired up and feeling each other
up while kissing.  Even a square like me figured out
these were all gay men.  I went looking for my
husband and fond him in a bedroom on top of another
man.  They were sucking each other's cocks while a
third man was fucking my husband's asshole.  That
divorce was even quicker.  I have been living alone for
about six years now.  I have decided marriage is not
for me.

	Chastity asked, "Have you ever been in love with
a woman?"

	I was taken aback by her asking me a question
like that.  "No...Honey my family is from Welsh stock
that settled in the south and became Southern
Baptists.  Homosexual sex is an anathema to our
religion."

	While I was talking Chastity uncrossed her legs
allowing me to see up under her short dress all the
way up to her crotch.  The little tease didn't have
panties on.  He little pussy was shaved clean of all
traces of pubic hair.  I could see her little clit
protruding beyond her labia lips.  My first instinct
was to be embarrassed by the sight of her little
pussy, but at the same time my own pussy tingled.  I
had a hard time admitting to myself that the sight of
her pussy was turning me on.  I'm sure that I was
starting to sweat.

	The brazen little hussy saw what I was looking
at, and casually reached down between her legs with
her right hand and started playing with her pussy.  I
knew I should put a stop to her bold display, but I
was fascinated by her behavior.  She casually used
her left hand to pull the dress off of her shoulders
and pull the front of her dress down to expose both
of her little 34-B sized tits, and started to play with
her breasts.  I was fascinated by the sight of her
little puffy pear shaped breasts.  Her areolas were
little puffy cones perched on top of her flawless
creamy breasts like the stem end of a pear.  They
were as pink as the inside of her mouth.  Her nipples
were inverted dimples.  They reminded me of my own
when I too was a young teen.

	I asked, "Why are you teasing me like this?"

	Chastity gave me a knowing smile, "I'm not
trying to tease you.  I want to have sex with you!"

	Her boldness frightened me.  No girl her age
should be so worldly.  I had to ask, "Why are you so
interested in sex with adult women?"

	Chastity said, "I discovered that I like sex with
women years ago.  My mother sometimes brings home
men for sex.  That is how she makes enough money to
make ends meet.  I found these men to be creepy,
because some of them wanted to have sex with me as
much as they wanted to fuck Mother.  That is why
she called me to let me know she is bringing home
men, so I can make myself scarce.  I made friends
with a woman that lived a few doors from our home.
She was a sweet older woman.  She taught me how to
make love to a woman.  She was my best friend for
the past few years.  I hated it when she moved to
another state."
	The idea that this young girl had been having
sex with an older woman for years seemed so erotic
to me.  That she knew more about sex with women
than I did was also a turn on.  I found myself desiring
to find out what sex with her would be like.  My
desire must have been written on my face, because
Chastity pulled herself out of the recliner and came
to the sofa and sat down next to me.

	Our thighs were touching, as she boldly reached
for one of my 38-D's.  It surprised me just how bold
she was.  While she was feeling my tit, she placed her
other hand behind my neck and kissed me firmly on
my mouth.  I was not expecting her kiss and I opened
my mouth to protest, only to have her stick her
tongue into my mouth.  When I surrendered to her
desire, she started running her hand up my leg all the
way up to my wet panties.  My first instinct was to
clamp my thighs around her hand.  That did not stop
her from digging into my panties.  Her fingers sought
out and found my clit through my panties.  I gave up
fighting her and allowed her to do with me whatever
she wanted.

	I had changed clothes as soon as I got home
from work.  I had exchanged my normal support bra
for a thin nylon bra that allowed them to fall more
natural.  I had left on the same panties I had worn all
day.  I had selected a simple comfortable house
dress.  It was a simple lightweight cotton dress.  I
had removed my nylons and put on simple flat sandals.

	I' m sure that when Chastity placed her hand on
my tit that it felt soft through the thin dress and
bra.  There came a time when I had to make up my
mind if I was going to allow this to continue.  This
girl, hardly more than a child was stirring feeling in
me that I had not felt in years.  There was no
thought about right or wrong.  She was the one doing
the seducing.  All I had to do was lie back and enjoy
the feelings she was arousing in me.

	I had to lend a hand for her to get my dress off
and allow her to remove my bra and panties.  All she
had to do was pull her tiny dress over her head, and
we were both naked except for the tennis shoes and
sandals, which were shed with ease.

	Chastity was all over my tits like a hungry
animal.  She spent an eternity feeling and sucking on
them, before she started rubbing my pussy.  I
thought she was just going to finger fuck me to an
orgasm, which would have been fine with me.  It had
been ages since someone had actually played with me
until I came.  I was just about to settle back to enjoy
her attention when she sat up, and lifted my right leg
up and placed my foot against the back of the sofa
with my knee bent and resting against the back of
the sofa.  My right foot was still resting firmly on
the floor.  At that point she knelt on the sofa cushion
between my legs.

	I knew what was coming and I felt my pussy
leaking.  She placed her hand on both of my thighs
and started switching back and forth as she kissed
my inner thighs.  I was dying for her to get on with
sucking my pussy.  She was actually teasing me, and it
was driving me crazy.  I wanted to grab her head and
slam her face against my wet pussy.  She took her
time about actually getting around to breathing on my
pubic hairs.  She gently licked me deep at the bottom
of the junction my legs, right up my crack to where
the labia hooded my clit.

	I was looking down at her sweet cherubic face
as her nose was covered by my pubic hair.  It looked
like she was growing a dark beard.  She was more
skillful than any male that had ever eaten my pussy
before.  I was thinking that whoever named her
missed the boat by a mile.

	She sucked on my clit until it was swollen and
protruding out from under my labia hood.  When she
would stop sucking on it to flick it with her tongue I
saw just how much my little clit looked like a little
cock.  She must have sucked on my clit for half an
hour.  I thought I would never cum, but when it over
took me I lost control and actually pissed on her face.

	I was terribly embarrassed and tried to
apologize to her, but she simply rubbed her wet face
against my pussy.  At that point I felt foolish sitting
on a wet cushion, so I sat up and pulled Chastity to
her feet as I led her to my bedroom.

	While she watched, I pulled down the
bedspread and covers to reveal my fitted satin peach
colored sheets.  As soon as the fitted sheet was
exposed Chastity bounded upon the bed.  As she
crawled across the bed her perfect little pink asshole
and her swollen little vulva with the little folded
crack were exposed.  I smiled at the sight because it
looked like the letter i.  I couldn't resist taking hold
of her hips and pulling her butt towards my face.
The smell of her asshole was sweet to me.  I
smothered her butt with wet little kisses, while she
made pleasant little animal sounds.  When I started
licking her little pink rosebud of an asshole, she
started proclaiming things like, "I love your sweet
fucking tongue in my ass."

	Her sweet little pussy couldn't be resisted
either.  I spent a long time licking her pussy from
behind.  She eventually fell on her belly on top of the
bed.  I knew that she had just had a magnificent
orgasm.  It was natural for me to cover her body with
my own, just to share the thrill of her orgasm.  We
hugged and kissed each other for a long period of
time.

	As enjoyable as it was there came a time when
she had to get dressed to return home.  I felt a pang
of regret.  Oh, not for having sex with a minor, my
regret was for the fact that Chastity had to return
home.

	We hadn't discussed if she was going to return
or not.  I thought about nothing else all night and the
next day.  I knew what time she normally got home
from school, because I had seen her getting home
from school many times.  I wanted to wait outside to
summon her to me as she passed, but I feared that
she might regret what had taken place, and would
rebuff me.  I had a desire to look out the window to
watch her pass, but couldn't bring myself to do so,
because I feared that she would pass by without even
looking in my direction.

	The time of her arrival home came and passed.
There was no way of knowing what she was thinking.
I sat at my dining table sipping a cup of coffee with a
heavy heart, when my doorbell rang.  My heart
jumped as I rushed to answer the door, but just as I
reached for the door handle I paused.  What if it was
Chastity's mother planning on confronting me for
having sex with her daughter.

	When I opened the door I was greeted by the
sight of Chastity standing there in a simple halter
top, short shorts, with simple sandals.  I couldn't
contain my joy as I invited her in.  As I closed the
door behind her, Chastity flung her arms around my
neck, and lifted her body up as she kissed me hard on
the mouth.  She even wrapped her legs around my
waist to cling to me as long as possible.  Her sandals
fell from her feet as she locked her ankles around my
back.

	I helped her to cling to me by placing my hands
on her butt to support her, as I walked to the sofa.
As I sat down she unlocked her legs, so that she was
resting on her knees while facing me.  She told me
that she had been thinking about nothing but me all
day at school.  I admitted that I had been thinking
about her from the moment I had closed the door the
night before.

	Chastity quickly untied her halter top from
around her neck, and untied the back so that she
could discard the material containing her little
breasts.  I admired the beauty of her youthful
breasts before touching them.  I couldn't resist using
my fingernail to test the depth of her inverted
nipples.  I bent my back to get my mouth level with
her tits, so that I could suck on them.  I played with
the one I was not sucking until I switched tits.

	We were both getting so horny that our
breathing was ragged and quickened to the point that
we were getting light headed.  We used our tongues
to probe each other's mouths for a long time.
Chastity was also feeling my tit too.  She worked at
getting the top of my dress off of me.  She was
pleased to find that I didn't have on a bra under my
dress either.  She had to readjust her position to get
her head down level with my tits.  She sucked so hard
on my nipples you would think she was trying to get
milk out of them.

	I was just as anxious to get at her pussy as she
was.  I turned my body to deposit her on the sofa
next to me.  I lifted her legs up as I reached around
her thighs to unfasten the buttons on her tight
fitting shorts.  As I peeled back the flaps I saw that
she hadn't bothered to put on panties.  I reached
under her butt and pulled the shorts out from under
her ass.  I pulled her shorts up the length of her legs
and tossed them aside, unconcerned where they
landed.  I sat back to admire the beauty of this young
girl's body.

	Her skin was almost without blemish.  There was
only a scar on her elbow and both knees where she
must have fallen while playing a few years earlier.
The only other flaw was a little brown mole on the
inside of her right thigh.  I moved my head down to
study the mole a little closer, and the aroma of her
warm little cunt assailed my nose.  My mouth was
watering as my desire to taste her cunt consumed me.

	Chastity pleaded, "Please kiss my pussy, Shelia?"

	I licked the flesh of her smooth vulva.  As
young as she was her clitoris was larger than I
remember my own being at her age.  She responded
to every touch of my tongue with moans and an
inability to keep her ass still.  Just the same she was
thrusting her cunt against my face just as urgently as
I was pressing to get as much of her flesh in my
mouth as possible.  Eventually she told me that she
was cumming, and grabbed my head with both hands
to pull my face hard against her pussy.

	We simply rested while clinging to each other
for dear life.  It was Chastity that made the first
move to take charge of the action.  She didn't say
anything at the time; she simply pulled me to my feet
and turned me around as she pushed me onto the sofa
on my knees.  Then she turned me sideways so that I
could rest my arms on the armrest of the sofa.  I
rested my head on my crossed arms.  I knew what she
was about to do and waited impatiently until she
started feeling my butt.

	Chastity ran her hands all over my butt before
she spread the cheeks of my ass to expose my
rosebud.  She blew air onto my asshole, causing my
asshole to pucker.  I pleaded with her to lick my
asshole.  She eventually wiped the crack of my ass
with her tongue.  She spent a long time licking my
asshole.  From time to time she would spit on my
asshole before returning to licking it.  She started
forcing the tip of her tongue into my asshole.  At
that time she stuck two fingers into my cunt.  While
she continued tongue fucking my asshole she started
inserting additional fingers until she was able to
insert her fist right up to her wrist.  She fist fucked
me while continuing to stab my asshole with her
tongue.

	When my orgasm swept over my body it felt as
if every muscle in my body relaxed.  I stretched out
my legs and prostrated myself face down on the sofa.
Chastity lay on top of my back and kissed the back of
my neck.  Then she told me that her mother wanted
to meet me.

	I panicked at the thought that she had been
discussing me with her mother.  My body went stiff
at the thought.  Chastity felt me stiffen up.  "You
don't need to worry about meeting my mother.  She
just wants to invite you to dinner and get to know
you."

	While she was still lying on my back she
retrieved her cell phone and called her mother.  As
we both sat up and placed our feet on the floor she
told her mother that she was at my house, and
handed me the phone.  The conversation went
something like this;

	"Hello"

	"Hello, I'm Chastity's mother, Constance!
Chastity and I would like to invite you to have dinner
with us tomorrow night!"

	I stammered, because I didn't know what to say
to the mother of the naked girl sitting beside me.  It
took me a moment to recover and try to beg off, but
she wouldn't take no for an answer.  (Chastity was
prodding me to accept the invitation.)  I eventually
relented no matter how much apprehension I felt.
She told me to arrive at 6 o'clock with an appetite.
After the call I begged Chastity not to make me
come to her house for dinner with her mother, but
Chastity insisted that I come.

	I had a fitful night with little sleep.  I worried
about what was going to happen all day.  I must have
gone through my closet a dozen times trying to select
the perfect ensemble.  I wanted to look my best but
didn't want to look a predator or a wonton woman.
There was the temptation to wear a business suit, but
thought that might give her the opinion that I was a
dyke.  I eventually set that aside while I prepared
myself physically.

	I spent a long time soaking in the tub.  I had to
add hot water several times to keep the temperature
warm enough to be comfortable.  I brushed out my
hair to make it as soft and flowing as possible.  I
applied just enough hair spray to hold my hair in place
while looking natural.  I applied my makeup carefully.
I wanted to look my best, but wanted it to look
natural too.  When I selected my underwear I
selected my best matching bra and panties.  I
selected nude nylon pantyhose.  The pumps I selected
were three inch heels that I only wore on special
occasions.  I selected a light fragrance that would
not be overpowering.  Then I had to come to grips
with that I was going to wear.

	Being a natural auburn haired woman I selected
a dress in fall colors of brown, orange and yellow,
with amber accessories.  I was so nervous that I
wanted to smoke, but didn't want to smell like an
ashtray.  I was pacing the floor waiting for the clock
to reach the time for me to leave my house.  Just as
I was about to pick up my purse and head for the
door, there was a knock on my door.

	When I opened the door Chastity was standing
there looking more mature than her age.  She looked
charming with mature makeup.  If I didn't know how
old she was I would have thought she was much older.
She assured me that she was there to escort me to
her house.  I locked up and walked with her to her
house.

	We entered the front door and Chastity called
out, "We're here, Mom!"

	A voice responded, "Show Shelia the family
room, Honey!"

	Chastity took my hand and led me down a hall to
the back of the house.  I was impressed with the
house.  The family room was open and connected to
the dining area and kitchen.  The dining area was
sticking out into the back yard.  If it were a separate
room, it would be an octagon, but there were only five
sides that were all glass.  The round dining table
would seat eight people, but with the addition of a
leaf extending the table into the family room, many
more could be seated.  The dining area was separated
from the kitchen by stone topped breakfast bar.  The
family room was large with a marble faced fireplace
and a wide screen television.  Constance was working
in the kitchen.

	She approached us, wiping her hands on the
apron tied around her waist.  She extended her hand
and shook my hand as she greeted me into her home.
It embarrassed me when she said that Chastity had
told her so much about me.  I wondered if Chastity
had told her about just what we had been doing.  She
told Chastity to set the table, while she talked to me.

	Chastity set three places at the table so that it
would feel like we were outdoors.  We would be able
to see the entire back yard through the windows.
While she was setting the table Constance removed
her apron.  She was wearing a silk cocktail dress that
was sleeveless.  I was impressed with her figure.

	She handed me a wine goblet with a generous
amount of red wine.  One taste and I knew that it was
a good Chardonnay.  The dinner discussion was casual.
We discussed our backgrounds over the garden salad
and French onion soup with French bread in it and a
crust of mozzarella cheese.  The discussion got more
personal over dinner.  I had to hand it to her the
dinner was delicious.  There was cracked pepper
crusted tri-tip, garlic mashed potatoes, asparagus
tips, green beans, and baby carrots.  Chastity
escorted me to the large sectional in the family room
afterwards, while Constance cleared the table.  The
leftovers were put in the fridge and the dishes were
put in the dishwasher.  She brought us coffee and
vanilla ice-cream, and sat next to me while Chastity
was sitting to my left.

	I had told her about my failed marriages over
dinner, and she had told me about her ex-husband
too.  While we were enjoying our coffee Constance
related to me about her school days.  She had
attended a high school that was known as 'Highlands,'
so the band and cheerleaders wore uniforms based on
Scottish kilts.  They had even gotten approval of the
Campbell Clan to use their colors.  She told me about
how the girls on the cheerleading squad were
selected.  They were known to date athletes, but
they also partied together.  Sleepovers and road
trips were great fun, because they enjoyed sex with
each other.

	She told me about meeting an older woman that
had years ago been a member of the cheerleaders.
The woman befriended her and invited her to visit
her.  The woman was thrilled when she showed up in
her short little pleated skirt uniform.  The woman
was proud of the fact that she could still wear her
old uniform.  She retreated to change into her old
uniform, and when she returned she demonstrated
the cheers.  When the woman did her leg kicks
Constance could see the woman's naked pussy and
butt.  That inspired her to remove her own panties.
That evening she was introduced to sex with older
women and loved it.

	Listening to her story was turning me on.
Chastity started stroking my crotch through my
dress.  That was when Constance told me that she
knew that Chastity had a strong attachment for older
women from an early age.  She said that Chastity
would feel up her babysitters and when she would
bring home her women friends, Chastity would flaunt
her nakedness in front of her friends in an attempt
to seduce them.  It was not as if she encouraged her
daughter to engage in sex with women.  She just
seemed to want it all on her own.

	She added that Chastity's attraction to older
women at least meant that she wasn't going around
seducing young girls that might report her actions to
their parents or school authorities.  By that time
Chastity had her hand under my dress playing with my
wet panties.

	Constance placed her hand on my left tit and
leaned over to kiss me on the mouth.  I surrendered
to the moment and returned the kiss.  The sectional
was large enough for the three of us to sprawl out.
Clothes disappeared.  I had my pussy eaten by both
of them, and I ate both of their pussies.  Constance
even introduced me to tit fucking.  They taught me
about tribbing each other, by lacing our legs and
rubbing pussies against each other's.  We even used
dildos on each other.  By the time I went home a new
world had been opened to me.  Women and girls were
to become my only sexual interest.



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