At Least I Got the Mother

by Nellie of Sweden

I must tell you all another story, and it's brand new too 'cause it occurred only the day before yesterday. But first a little background. I am a female girl-lover, a little over 40. I live alone and often feel a little lonely missing a woman or girl in my daily life and of course in my bed. My dream is to meet a mother with a daughter or two who share my lust for preteen girls.

Last summer a young mother moved into an apartment in the same building where I live. Her name is Emma and she has a lovely little 4-year-old girl named Frida. When I first saw them I started dreaming about having both of them in my bed. Some weeks after they moved in I saw them at the playground outside an early Sunday morning in August. Frida was playing in the sand and Emma sat on the bench watching her. I looked at them from behind my curtains and after a while I got the feeling there was some kind of electricity between them. Looks, smiles and the way Emma touched Frida.

I tried to talk some sense into myself, saying I was just imagining, that it was just wishful thinking. Then suddenly Emma said something to Frida (of course I couldn't hear what) and the little girl climbed up on her mother's lap and gave her a kiss.

I can't swear it was an open mouth kiss but I can tell you that it lasted a lot longer than regular mother-daughter kisses normally do. When they at last broke the kiss I saw Emma smiling and I could read her lips (at least I thought I could) saying "Jag älskar dej!" which is Swedish for "I love you". Her hand slowly stroked down Frida's back and squeezed her little butt very quickly. The next thing that happened almost swept my feet away. Frida stuck her hand down Emma's blouse and Emma smiled again and said something.

Then the little girl removed her hand and they got up and went inside. In my imagination they of course went inside to make love.

I decided immediately that I would do all that I could to make friends with them and try to find out if my guess about them was right. So the next time I saw them outside I went out and pretended to be on my way somewhere but stopped and walked up to them reaching out my hand to say hello. Emma took my hand and we introduced ourselves.

"I thought I'd wish you welcome to the building," I said. "It's so nice to see kids here again. Most people here are old, even older than me!"

Emma laughed but Frida looked very serious saying, "Yeah, you look very old! Even older than Mummy!"

Emma looked embarrassed over her daughter's childish honesty and she even blushed a little.

"Frida! That's not a nice thing to say! Say you're sorry!"

I laughed out loud. I love that about kids, that they are so outspoken and always say what they mean.

"No, she is right," I said. "From her point of view I'm the stone age! Would you young ladies consider having a cup of coffee with an old lady? Just to welcome you, I mean."

Frida looked at me with a troubled face.

"I don't like coffee," she said. "But Mummy does!"

"Well... maybe you like lemonade instead," I said with a smile.

"Yes, I do," she said and now she was smiling too. "Do you have cookies too?"

"Frida," Emma said again.

"It's perfectly alright," I said to Emma. "She's just a child, don't worry. I think she's charming!"

Then I turned back to Frida.

"Yes, I do have cookies! Homemade cookies and cinnamon rolls. But you don't like that, do you?"

Frida started jumping up and down.

"Yes I do! Can we go up at once?"

We did and they stayed for quite a while and we talked and talked and I was really happy to have a little princess running around in my apartment.

Since then we've had coffee or wine at each other's kitchen tables and we've become really good friends. I have waited for the right moment for finding out Emma's sexual preferences but there never was the right time. Until two days ago!

I sat at my computer Friday evening when suddenly the phone rang and I answered.

"Hi, this is Emma. What are you doing? Are you busy or having company?"

"No, not at all. I was on my way to bed to read for a couple of hours."

"Would you like to come over and keep me company for a while? I have some nice shrimp and maybe even a bottle of wine. If we're both alone, why don't we be alone together!"

"Well thank you, Emma! I'd love to! Give me a few minutes to put on something at least halfway decent and I'll be there."

"You don't have to be decent at all, I'm not," Emma said with a little laugh.

I realized that she probably had had a glass or two of that wine, she didn't sound completely sober.

She opened the door in a beautiful summer dress and I couldn't help smiling.

"Nice dress," I said. "Nice to remember summer when there's so much snow outside."

Emma smiled back.

"Well... it's so warm in my apartment so I like to wear something thinner when I'm inside."

I glanced at the cleft in the front of her dress and the skin on her breasts looked so soft. Emma noticed me looking and smiled again. She didn't seem to mind.

We sat down in her kitchen with candle light and shrimp and white wine. For the next hour or so we were eating and talking and I asked about Frida's father.

"He is out of the picture," she said. "I only needed him to get pregnant! Then he was history! You see... I'm not really into men! I prefer girls.. women, I mean! I hope you're not shocked!"

I laughed out loud.

"No, Emma, you know I'm not! And I'm sure you've already figured out that I'm a lesbian too."

She blushed a little.

"I had a hunch but I wasn't sure," she said. "I... well I've actually been hoping for you to make a pass at me! I'm sort of attracted to you, you know!"

"To me? To an old lady like me?"

"Age is just a number," she said and her eyes glittered.

I got up from the chair and she got up too. I could feel her shiver a little when I took her in my arms. I took her face between my hands and looked her in the eyes. She blushed again and giggled like a nervous schoolgirl about to get her first kiss. When I leaned in I saw her open her mouth and close her eyes, and just before our mouths melted together she whispered a quiet, "Yessss."

I found her tongue and she was a wonderful kisser. We both had started breathing heavily and I felt that my pussy was soaking wet already although she hadn't even touched me.

We broke the kiss after a while and I looked at Emma.

"Wow, you're a fantastic kisser," I said. "And I haven't been kissed for a very long time! So long that it actually might be unhealthy! I want you Emma and I need you so bad!"

"Yes," she whispered again. "I want you too, so long since I had a real woman in my bed. Please come to bed with me!"

"I want nothing else," I said. "But... Frida, is she fast asleep?"

Emma laughed.

"You could drive a train through her room and she wouldn't even notice," she said.

"Can I have a peak?" I asked. "They're always so cute when they're asleep!"

Emma took my hand and opened the door to Frida's room. It really was a girlish room. Pink and purple and lots of dolls and stuffed animals of all kinds. And Frida herself was absolutely gorgeous and I had to control myself not to jump down in her bed and undress her. She was lying on her back wearing pink pyjamas that should have been thrown away a year ago at least. Not only was it way too small but also so worn out that it had holes on the knees and between her legs. And it was so tight that it showed every line of her chubby little body. I became so aroused that my tongue slipped.

"Oh, God, she's beautiful," I said before I could stop myself.

Emma smiled and put her arms around me.

"Yes, and so are you," she whispered in my ear. "Let's go to bed now!"

I could hardly take my eyes off little lovely Frida but realized that I was in deep waters so I managed to walk out of her room.

In Emma's room we started kissing again and I started to open her dress. Four buttons was enough, then I could take it off. I took her big breasts in my hands and caressed them and Emma was shivering all over. I felt her hand caressing my legs and I moved my feet apart to give her access to my wet pussy.

Emma's bra came off and she had gorgeous tits, much bigger than mine. And they were surprisingly firm considering their size and the fact that she had breastfed Frida. That I knew already.

"Oh, God, you're sexy," I mumbled and slipped my hand down Emma's silk panties.

Her pussy wasn't shaved like mine but the hair was nicely trimmed. I cupped her pussy in my hand and felt she was dripping.

I kneeled down a bit and kissed her nipples and then her stomach. I tickled her navel with my tongue and then started to pull her panties down.

"Sorry, darling but these just have to go now," I said. "It's so much easier to eat your pussy when you're naked, you know."

"Yeah," she whispered. "Take 'em off and eat me! Eat my pussy and let me eat yours!"

We took off the rest of our clothes and tumbled down on Emma's big bed, kissing and hugging. I wrestled her down on her back and held her hands down while kissing her shoulders, her breasts again and down to her thighs.

"Open up, honey," I said. "Spread 'em for me, Emma! Open really wide and show me your lovely pussy!"

She did and she looked a little embarrassed when she saw the way I ate her with my eyes. She held her breath for a couple of seconds when I leaned down with my face to her crotch.

I gently stroked her slit with my tongue and then took her clit between my lips and started sucking it. She orgasmed almost immediately but I continued. Her hands reached for my body and I heard her whispering.

"Turn around, please! I wanna eat you too! Give me your pussy on my face!"

I turned around assuming a 69-position which I love and soon I felt her tongue in my wet slit and fingers penetrating my cunt and my ass. We licked, sucked and finger fucked each other for hours and when we finally stopped I took Emma in my arms and asked her if I could stay the night!

"Yes, please do," she said. "Please let me wake up with you too. Come here, hold me in your arms and let me sleep there."

I did and Emma went to sleep. I did too after a minute or so and we slept all night until next morning when Frida's voice echoed from the bathroom.

"MUMMEEEEEE! I'M READY!!!"

I was glad she didn't walk in on us. This way I had time to put something on before she saw me.

So.... chapter one of my adventure with Emma has finally been written and I'm so excited to see if anything more will happen. It might but it might take time. I'm not taking any initiatives to intimacy with Frida till I'm completely sure it's alright with Emma so probably it'll never be more than a dream. But at least I got the mother!