Promises and Secrets Tina s Prom Date
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I walked up to the front door of the sensible suburban house with my heart in my throat. I'm pretty daring, but even for me this was a huge leap. I've messaged back and forth with Laura for almost a year on Xham, co-writing some erotica with her, sharing fantasies. And I like her, a lot. But, walking up cold to her home was scarier than I expected. Good god, what if it's a creepy guy? I looked down at my phone, my last message read "Here". A small beep accompanied the words, "I'm so nervous, I feel dizzy." at the bottom of the message page of the site.
"Ok, it's ok," I told myself. "It's Laura and it's gonna be ok." We decided not to trade pictures, since the connection we felt was more about the words. I was seriously second guessing that right now. But, I'd driven these hours with this stupid dress, planned out our role play, and here I was on the doorstep. No turning back now.
The doorbell chimed softly as I stood back from the door, practically seeing stars. With a pop and a creak, the door swung back to reveal an attractive, well kept, mature woman. My heart skipped a beat. I could see a little mist around her eyes. She really was as nervous as I was. A smile came across her face, but neither of us said anything for a beat.
"Oh my god," she finally said, breaking the silence. "You're so beautiful." All I could do was heave an awkward laugh of relief.
"You're lovely too, Laura. Ready to slip into character? Or should we...?
"Yes, yes of course. I'm new to this. It's just so good to meet you finally." We shared a moment of smiles, and palpable relief.
I ventured out first, "Ok so, 'mom'. Can I come in?" This was our role play, a sexy game of mother & daughter. Laura nodded and moved aside. I stepped through the doorway into the fresh, potpourri freshened entryway of her home and gave her a quick gentle hug, like we greeted each other that way all the time. "I brought my dress. I hope you like it."
Laura was still looking it me with big eyes. "I can't believe you're really here. Like you stepped out of a dream." She collected herself. "And, I can't wait to see it on you."
"How long before dad comes home?" I asked her. We picked this night to meet because she had the house to herself for the evening.
She looked at her phone, "Three hours at least." I found my eyes drifting down the front of her body. She wore a pretty dress, low heels, had clearly taken time with her hair and makeup. I followed the lines of her breasts from her shoulders down to her tummy. I had never been with a woman older than me before. I'm 20, and Laura is more than twice my age. She'd only had sex with her husband in their 20+ years of marriage. At 22 years younger than her, I had more experience woman's body, which gave me a little confidence. I was already feeling sweaty below the waist and wondered if she was too.
"Where shall I change?" I asked, holding up the dry cleaning bag. It contained my prom dress, which I tried on the day we discussed this meetup and I hafta say, I look sexy af in it. I hoped she would be pleased.
"Oh, um the bathroom is down the hallway if you want to..."
"How about right here?" I asked, indicating the living room. She looked startled at the idea, then pleased.
"Oh, uh sure." She moved to the windows to close the blinds.
"Don't want the neighbors to see your daughter changing, do you? Thanks for looking out for me, mom."
"Of course."
"That's for your eyes only," I added, winking at her. She was visibly nervous, in the most adorable way.
I spread the dry cleaning bag over the top of the sofa and turned away from her, unbuttoning my top slowly. I let it fall to the floor. I thought about wearing a sexy bra, but daughters don't do that for their moms. Basic black cotton covered my a-cups. I turned around to face her and began to unbutton my jeans. They slipped off easily enough, leaving me in only white panties and black bra. I adjusted the elastic of my panties, letting it snap back against my skin. Lovely Laura was mesmerized by my body.
"The dress is spaghetti strap, so I need to take this off," I said tracing my hands across my breasts. "That wouldn't be weird, would it?"
"No, of course not. I've seen your body so many times. It's fine." She was throwing herself into the role now.
I unfastened my bra and let it drop to the floor, standing in front of her in only panties for a brief second. Her desire for me seemed to lift the breath away from me. I was certain there was a trickle between my legs. I pulled the dress from the bag and held it up. The top was all sparkles. I unfolded white tights from the hanger and pulled them onto my legs, then, stepped into the dress and pulled it up to my shoulders, shoe-horning my breasts into the bralette.
"Can you zip me?" I asked her, turning around. I felt her warmth close to me, the zipper tightening the dress around my small bust. I turned to face her.
"Gorgeous," she said.
"It fits everywhere?" I asked, twirling.
"Like a princess. You will make the perfect prom date."
"If only someone would ask me."
"You're irresistible, Joy. And it's months away."
"You know who my dream date would be?"
"Some lucky boy, I'm sure."
"It's you."
Laura blushed at this. "Oh my god, Joy. You're much too young and beautiful for me."
"You sell yourself short. Don't you still have your prom dress? Let's be dates, just for tonight."
"Oh my, it's been a very long time. But, yes it's still in the closet."
"In the bedroom...?" I asked her. She turned a little flushed.
"Mmm-hmm it is in my bedroom."
"You should show me, then." I smiled at her.
In a minute I was seated on her king sized bed while she pulled a blue prom dress from her closet. "Doesn't look like much now, but I was hot in it 25 years ago."
"You're hot now. I want to see you in it." Laura smiled shyly at me and began to loosen her dress. It slipped from her shoulders revealing a flowery bra and slip. She stepped out of the slip and unfastened the bra. Her ample breasts were kissed with perfect, round areolas and brownish red nipples. She was captivating. Her bikini cut panties accentuated the shape of her sexy butt. "Hot, like I said," I commented, feeling a surge in my panties.
"Oh dear, I'm quivering," she said as she fumbled with the dress. I only smiled, letting her have the moment. She turned her back to me to zip her up. I stepped in close to her and instead of zipping, I touched her back and reached inside the dress around to her tummy. She was warm and soft. "Oh! My god..." she said, startled by my touch.
"I want to feel you close to me. Join me on the bed?" I led her to the bed, reclining on the frilly pillows and classy comforter. "You know what I miss sometimes? Nursing."
"Oh my god..." Laura said, almost to herself.
"Will you nurse me, mommy?" She nodded and I nestled in front of her and she cradled me, opening the front of her dress to expose her breast to me. I looked up at her as she held me, her nipple resting against my cheek. Parting my lips, I took her into my mouth, sucking gently. Then harder I pulled at her nipple, making sucking noises. My tongue lavished her nipple, drawing it's hardness out, enjoying the closeness of her skin to my face. My cheek became wet with saliva as I ravished her.
I pulled my dress up over my tights and let my knees fall open. "Will you touch me here while you feed me?" I felt her hand glance against the inside of my thigh, then climb up until her palm rested on my dripping pussy through my tights and panties. I closed my eyes and continued to suckle at her yummy breast, sighing heavily as she began to stroke my vagina. "Mmmmmm, that's so nice...can I have the other one now?" She exposed her other breast and I pulled it into my mouth as she caressed me between the legs. "That feels good, mom. I like when you touch me there." We enjoyed this silently for a few minutes.
"I want to see your pretty body," Laura said. I sat up and reclined on the pillow again, opening my legs towards her. She pulled my tights and panties off while I watched her silently. With a sort of wonder, she began to caress around my aching puss. "You're so smooth," she said, her eyes glued to my puffy lips.
"I shaved for you. I wanted you to like it,"
"I do, very much." She felt all around the details of my labia and clit, tickling down to my butt hole, then back up. "Show me how you like to do it," she said. I slipped one hand down between my legs and stroked myself gently, watching her face. She was so into it. Her hand passed across my chest, lowering my dress so she could touch my nipples. I tickled circles around my clit, causing my breath to jump a little.
"I've imagined you doing this so many times," she said, looking down at my fingers.
"I like that you've fantasized about me,' I said, dreamily.
"Reality is much better," she said as her head descended and she took my nipple in her mouth.
"Oh..." I whispered as she suckled at me gently, tasting me, exploring me. I diddled myself faster as she continued to kiss and suck my breast. "That feels so good."
"I like it when you touch yourself, baby girl." My pussy was wet and slippery. I masturbated for her as she moved to my other breast. Slushy sounds began to come up from down there.
"I'm touching myself for you, mommy. Do you want me to cum?"
"Not just yet," she said. I was so cum drunk the passing of her lips with gentle kisses down my breasts and tummy felt like angels wings until her warm mouth enclosed my vagina. I exhaled like the air was leaving the room, then took in the pleasure of her tongue on my clit with a shiver. She lovingly stroked and massaged my clitoris with motherly care. Her hands stroked inside my thighs and up under my butt. I looked dreamily down at her a few times, but mostly gasped and shuddered. "Oh mom that feels so good," I whispered. "I love it when you eat meee..."
I pictured a younger version of her eagerly devouring the vagina of a young friend at a sleepover or a party, the fantasy enhancing the erotic rush. The orgasm came upon me like a gust of wind rushing up my body from her mouth. My moans of ecstasy filled the room as the explosion rocked me. She was so amazing at it.
She gently massaged me with her hands as I came down. Then she sat up. "Here, take my dress off."
I sat up with her, pulling her pretty dress down off her shoulders. Mine was half way down my chest already. The feeling of our breasts together was intoxicating, I began to caress her, my face nuzzling her neck. There was a gravity that seemed to draw our mouths towards each other for a kiss, but I just played around the edge of it, touching her and taking her into my senses.
"Mom? If you were my prom date, would I be your princess?"
"You are already...oh," I kissed her earlobe lightly. "...my beautiful princess, baby."
"Would you rent a pretty hotel room for us with a big bed and lots of pillows, and a view of the city?"
"Uh-huh," Laura answered, very distracted by the gentle touch of my nose up under her ear. Our hands moved together across her skin, exploring the shape of her breasts.
"Would you spend the night with me in the bed, and kiss my breasts? And eat my pussy, and mommy...?"
"Yes, baby girl, mmmmm..."
"Would you let me eat your pretty pussy too? Please...?"
"Ohhh my god I want you to eat my pussy so badly," she whispered, her voice quavering. I pushed her backwards and placed my hand on her pubic mound, applying pressure through her panties. Laura giggled a little and began to pant as I touched her. I eased two fingers under her panties and found her oozing slit ready for me to caress it. I rubbed her on the outside for a minute, then eased her back down on the bed, removing her panties mounting her. While she looked up at me, I began to grind my bare vagina against hers. It did not take long before my body was taking control and I humped against her with increasing rhythm.
"Ohhh, oh fuck me, Joy..." she said as her head fell backwards.
"Are you going to cum, mom. I want you to, I want you to, ohh oh god I'm cumming..." and a huge orgasm swept over me as she climaxed underneath me. We came together for the first time, our sticky pussies sliding warmly across each other.
While she was still recovering I plopped between her wide open legs and dragged my tongue from bottom to top of her slippery slit. She tasted amazing, our flavors mixed together and spread all over her tender skin.
"Ohh, I've wanted to taste you for so long," I said as I took another deep lick from her pussy.
"Oh fukkk..." she said, "you really know what you're doing." I wanted to please her. I lapped at her, enjoying the steady flow of lube that dripped from her as I licked up and down, then left and right, then down into her anus.
"Ohhh, your dad never does that," she proclaimed.
"Mmmm, you deserve it." I rimmed her, licking her sweet and clean, then focused back on her richly flavorful vagina.
"Oh princess I'm going to cum again," she whispered between labored breaths.
"I want you to," I answered, feeling the orgasm begin to fill her like a balloon. Suddenly she went off, bucking back and forth on her elbows and moaning loudly. I had to hold on to her to sustain her through it. She dropped back on the pillow breathless as the tiny contractions in her pussy sucked gently at my tongue.
"It's been so long since I came that way," she said. I burrowed my face into her body, and licked all over her special places, cleaning her off. She hummed contentedly as I took my time, enjoying her flavors and fragrances. I gave her swollen and contented vagina one last, lingering kiss, wiggling my tongue up inside her. Then I climbed back up on top of her and looked in her lovely eyes, realizing we had somehow made it through this entire experience still having not kissed.
Honestly, as weird as it may sound, I feel a kiss is more intimate than sex. And, even weirder as it may sound, as hot as the secrecy of her being a married woman is, I felt a hesitation about the kiss. Like, maybe that's one thing she only would do with her husband. As, I was thinking this, her hands came up onto my face. Her eyes spoke deep things to my soul as we gazed at each other in silence.
"I don't know whether it's a bad thing, or a good thing you live so far away," she said, a heartfelt unspoken truth pulsing in her eyes. With that, her face came up to mine and kissed me with one of the most sensual kisses I've ever experienced. The kiss of a woman coming home to the body of another woman.
"I love you, mom," I whispered, realizing the riskiness of saying it out loud. Was I throwing myself into the role, or feeling something real? Either way, we wouldn't be able to do this very much. So, what the fuck.
"I love you too, beautiful princess." And we lost ourselves in kiss after kiss after kiss...
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