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The Chronos Chronicles

by Nomdreserv

Chapter 3: Sex with an Older Woman

I looked at her in shock. "What?"

"Do it to me," she repeated. "I want to see what it feels like. And I can't get that image of
your mother out of my mind. You're not the only one who's ever been interested in age
play. "

"Ummm.... how young would like to be?"

She licked her lips.

"Oh, teen years." She eyed me knowingly. "Maybe about your age. "

My surprise was replaced by excitement, and my cock began to stiffen again.

"My age?" I asked, unsure how to act in case my inference was wrong. I decided to try to
keep it is humorous. "Are you sure you'll be able to handle those hormones surges? You
know, we all have only one thing on our minds. "

"The same thing many adults have on theirs. Don't think we're so different - we just hide
it better." She reached out to touch my arm. "Besides, I have some pretty good ideas
how to put those hormones to good use." She smiled. "If you're up for it." Her gaze
dropped to my pants. "But I see you are."

I gulped, then tentatively reached out to stroke her leg. She closed her eyes, sighing
happily, then opened them again and looked at me.

"I've never dared show it, David, you being my best friend's son and given our age
difference, but I've become almost obsessively attracted to you. There's something about
you that resonates in me. I've felt it since you were fifteen, and it's gotten stronger over
the last four years. I've felt so ashamed, but the fantasies didn't stop. I used to dream
about being your age so I could act on my feelings, and now..."

My excitement had grown, and I smiled reassuringly.

"I've had the same fantasies," I admitted, withdrawing the control box from my pocket
and putting it on the table.

"That's it?" she exclaimed, examining the device and its controls carefully. "It's so small.
How can it possibly work?"

"I have no idea, but you've seen the results."

"And now I want to feel them," she finished, handing it back to me.

"Are you sure?"

"Don't worry. I was never a giggler like your mom was - I mean, is."

"No, not that. It's just that I still know so little about this. I can't be sure if there are side
effects or...." I trailed off, seeing her laugh.

"And that obviously hasn't kept you from experimenting on just about everybody who's
crossed you path. C'mon, I want to try it." She became serious. "Even if there were
risks, it would be worth it. This is something I've dreamed about."

"OK." I had to admit, I was so excited, I would have had a hard time stopping now
anyway. "I'll start slow, and keep the awareness control on so you can tell what's
happening."

With that, we both stood, and I turned on the machine. Kate held out her arms and closed
her eyes.

"Mmmm. I'm not sure I would have noticed if I weren't expecting it, but there's a slight
tingling. It feels nice."

I watched as the faint lines around her eyes and mouth erased. Her hair began to become
more red than brown. A few more seconds, and she began to slim down, her breasts
shrinking slowly and her slight double chin disappearing. I paused and cleared my throat.

"Want to check it out so far?"

She opened her eyes and went to the hall mirror, gasping in welcome surprise.

"I look like I'm in my twenties again," she decided, turning to examine her face and body
from different angles. She appraised her clothes. "This skirt is loose." She slipped her
hand easily in at the waist, then moved her hand to her bust. "And I don't seem to have
quite as much up top." She smiled, then pulled the skirt's wrap open, exposing most of
her legs. They were full but firm, a young woman in full maturity.

I must have shown my appreciation in my face because she laughed and let her skirt close
again.

"Keep going, David. You ain't seen nothing yet."

I needed no more encouragement to reactivate the device. She turned back to the mirror,
and we both watched the years peel away.

Her red hair continued to brighten and became longer. Her face became totally smooth,
with a heavy sprinkle of freckles around a button nose. Her breasts shrank again, though
it was harder to judge how much because of the looseness of her blouse. I guessed she
had reached college age.

"A little more," she whispered. "I want to be younger than you."

In a few seconds, she was. Her skirt crept down, then slipped around her legs, revealing
the slim legs of a high schooler. I released the switch to enjoy the view. She noticed, and
coyly pulled her blouse farther down over her pelvis, but then looked back to the mirror.

"God," she said, her voice clear and high. "I can't be more than sixteen years old."

She ran her hands over her legs, which were pale and trim, then worked her way up over
her abdomen and breasts.

"These feel so light and firm," she marveled as she rubbed her breasts. She then turned to
face me. "What do you think?"

"You're beautiful - gorgeous."

She wrinkled her nose.

"'Cute' was the expression I used to hear a lot. I think it was the hair. Redheads were
'cute.'"

Her hair was now bright red and slightly curly. Her eyes, face and hair shone with
youthful vigor. She stepped up to me, and I realized she was probably an inch shorter as
she looked up into my eyes.

"What do you say we do a more thorough inspection upstairs?" She traced her finger
along my chest, down my stomach and towards my crotch. However, my cock needed no
additional stimulation, already fully excited after watching her regression.

"Uh, my parents....."

"Are screwing like a couple of teenagers," she finished. "I don't think we'll be seeing
them for a while. And you know Susan won't be home before the mall closes."

Her fingers reached my cock and massaged it lightly.

That was the last encouragement I needed. Kate picked up her skirt and followed me up
to my room, fortunately the other side of the house from my parents. I locked the door to
be sure.

Kate turned towards me.

"Well, this blouse just isn't my style any more, not to mention the wrong size." She
unbuttoned it slowly then shrugged it to the floor.

Her skin was the alabaster of redheads, set off by her red hair and the pale blue of her
underwear. Her bra was clearly too large, the cups loose over her breasts, despite her still
full breast size. She was much bustier than my mom at this age.

"And this isn't doing much for me now. Besides, I hardly need underwire support
anymore." With a quick release, her hands moved and her bra fluttered off. I caught a
quick glimpse of still large, but upturned breasts, capped by pale, almost purplish nipples
before her arms crossed over her chest, hiding them again.

"Oh, but I don't know," she smiled teasingly. "I feel positively depraved seducing you
like this, me being old enough to be your mother." The young girl laughed. "But then,
right now, you're old enough to be your father aren't you?"

With that, she removed her hands, revealing her creamy white breasts in full splendor.
The pale, erect nipples were surrounded by puffy areolas which turned them up slightly.
She stroked them languidly.

"I remember how proud of my breasts I was. Before I discovered that larger could turn
into droopier. It's been a long time since they pointed up on their own. Feel how firm
they are."

I needed no other invitation, and stepped over to her, my hand trembling, more excited
than by any fantasy. Her smooth breasts were indeed a delight, and I stroked them gently
in widening circles before gently rubbing the crinkled, taught nipples.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned, then abruptly threw herself against me and kissed me
passionately, her tongue probing my mouth. Her breasts crushed against my chest, and
she began to rub her entire body against me.

“David, I think those surging hormones may be having their effect. In my fantasies, I
always imagined a long, involved seduction, but right now, if you don’t get out of those
clothes and fuck me, I’m going to go crazy!”

She began ripping off my shirt as I stripped off my lower clothes. In moments, I was also
naked, my erect cock jutting out and up, and dripping some pre cum. She exclaimed in
delight and fell to her knees.

“Now you’ll see some advantages of experience, even in a younger body,” she began,
before beginning to lick and nibble on my penis. Her fingers began tracing idle patterns
on my scrotum and thighs. Then, I gasped as she swallowed my entire shaft and began
working on it with her tongue and lips, moving from base to tip with varying pressure and
occasionally deep throating the entire length. I looked down at this apparent fresh, young
high school girl, her youth contrasting with the incredible and expert technique of her
sucking. It was too much, and I let loose a torrent of cum, which Kate swallowed
hungrily while continuing to suck and stroke.

“Hmmmm,” she finally allowed, licking her lips, “ a very nice appetizer, but I’m still
hungry for the main course.” She stood and winked, then swayed across the room. “I
seem to remember you youngsters having remarkable recovery after orgasm - let’s see if
I can keep you interested.”

She began toying with her panties’ waistband. “These are just so loose, almost falling
off.” She turned and they slipped down, exposing her magnificent, firm ass, each cheek
smooth and high. She moved them teasingly. “Oooohh, but it feels so good to get them
off. Do you mind, David?”

My cock had barely softened, and now quickly hardened again. She turned, smiled and
looked me over.

“Oh, but I see you don’t mind.” She walked back over, giving me my first look at her
naked pubes; I noticed her red hair extended to her pussy, though it was somewhat fainter
and scarce than on other women I had seen. We locked in an embrace, my cock sliding
down towards her pussy, which was soaking wet.

“Ohhh,” she moaned, closing her eyes and grinding her pelvis against me. She pulled me
towards the bed, then broke our embrace and briefly held be back.

“I’ve dreamed of getting you into bed, and how to savor it.” She lay down and began
rocking her body, especially her hips, and held out her arms. “Please.”

My excitement was rebuilding to fever pitch, watching this girl, who I could barely
remember used to be almost a second mother, writhing on my bed and asking me to take
her. I couldn’t help feeling that I was the “cradle robber,” seducing this fresh young
teen. However, my lust overwhelmed the thought, and I climbed on top of her, kissing
her full lips and moving down to lick and suck on each erect nipple. As I continued to
tease her with my tongue, she reached down and guided my cock into her slick vagina.

She gasped.

“My you feel big,” she explained with wide eyes. “I guess I’ve gotten smaller in many
ways.” She closed her eyes and moaned as I eased in and out of her. Soon, we began to
move in rhythm and build speed. It was a good thing she had sucked me to climax
earlier, as it kept me going far past the point I would ordinarily have come. In fact, as I
began to drive myself a little deeper, it was Kate who climaxed, her moans becoming
drawn out and higher until she cried out, her fingers digging into my back. This drove me
over the edge as well, and I released another load inside her while also crying out from
the intensity of the release.

I remained inside her for several minutes, both of us too overcome to speak, before falling
over to her side. We looked at each other, and I noticed she was actually weeping.
She laughed when she saw me looking at her and wiped her tears shakily.

“I don’t know why,” she said. “It was so intense....but there was something else....” her
voice trailed off, but she added in a whisper, “like it was the first time....”

END OF CHAPTER 3


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