Like Matilda, Like Me – First Lesbian Exploration To New Boating Adventures!

I have a confession to make… I’m a youngish ‘20 something’ woman that fantasises over my unfulfilled secret desire – ‘The Mature Woman Experience.’ At least the idea of all this makes me so incredibly hot as I have never experienced any of this… as of yet.

I drop off to sleep every night thinking about being held by the older woman, masturbating about being kissed by the older woman. Fantasies, mere fantasies, I tell myself. For some strange reason, today I can feel that things are about to change… I’m Tabitha, and I just love the early morning sunrise walks along the harbour pier, the warm sun just rising in the distance, the yachts on my left and on my right with the night dew glistening.

I power walk the distance of the old pier structure moaning to it’s awakening of a brand new day. The yacht that grabs my attention is called ‘The Seductress.’ It must be a 150 footer, all white with sky blue stripes dancing magnificently in the morning rise. I had to stop for a second and take in the sight once again of this magnificent ocean craft. How wonderful what the ocean can somehow bring in to a sleepy little coastal town as Mulholland Cove.

As the morning sun casts a bright warm glare over the towering ocean craft I hear a voice that jolts me back to my senses. “Good morning down there!” A cheerful female voice announces from the port deck of the luxurious craft. All I see is the silhouette of a figure in a summer frock sipping a tea cup in the morning light.

Coming back to my senses,

“Oh sorry, Um – Good Morning!” I reply.

I stand still now feeling the old pier structure swaying a little more.

“Oh – Ah hello there, I was just admiring your boat.”

“Cup Of Tea?,”

She comes over to the edge of the boat to lean over and repeats the question,

“Cup of tea sweetheart?”

“Well, Um, Ar…” I stumble,

“Well yeah I would love a cup of tea.”

I look and now I see, the most beautiful face I have ever seen – a warm, welcoming face. I climb aboard and admire the wonderful ocean going craft where this beautiful woman obviously lives, somehow like a dream, but what I admire more is the stunning magnificent woman I am so lucky to have laid eyes upon. I follow her down the steps and into the kitchen where the kettle sits still cooling down from before. My eyes wander from here to there as I take in the magnificence of what a craft and what a wonderful kitchen I’m standing in.

“It’s going to be such a beautiful day sweetheart – I’m Matilda”.

Matilda gives me a gentle good morning hug. The way in which my mom used to once upon a time. The morning hugs were amongst the warmest feelings I’ve ever known.

“Oh, Ar… just stunning of a day… I really love this, Um, Matilda.”

I had to say ‘Matilda’, what a beautiful sound.

“I’ve been out and about on this boat now for about 3 month, between you and me, going a little stir crazy. You are definitely my morning welcome stranger, sweetheart.”

Hands me a cup of tea and smiles her warmth of a next door welcome from her to me. Matilda is in her early forties and at least an inch or two taller than me. Dripping with an air of ease only a woman of stance might dare ever tease – like A Hollywood Trophy Wife – Out Of Sight and definitely NOT Out Of Mind.

Her dirty blonde hair and her hazel eyes a young woman as myself just might lose complete integrity over if I only but opened my mind to see more. With all this thought going through my overworked head, I’m feeling ever so strange as I brazenly eye up and down the entirety of my glamorous new friend in her morning summer frock.

As we are standing there facing one another, Matilda SHOCKS me like nothing else!

“You know, sweetheart, what would be the most amaaaazing way to start today would be a boob-caress from a pretty young woman as yourself.”

I looked into her eyes and she in mine as we somehow gravitated toward each other. Next thing I knew, we were on the sofa. She lowered her morning frock and exposed one boob and then the other. Without a second thought I lowered myself level with her breasts just waiting for my last push of courage to envelope a nipple in my mouth with utter and complete delight!

Before long I was doing what felt so completely natural, welcoming and loving – I was sucking boob! Matilda’s beautiful boob! Licking all around her well formed boob and caressing the other one as I flicked my tongue all around these gorgeous nipples. I want to suck these boobs forever. Her hand gently found the bottom of my flowery morning dress and started to tug a little.

Oh my god, I’m sucking this beautiful woman’s boobs and this same beautiful ‘mature’ woman is slowly lifting my dress – to gain access – to me! I’m cupping and squeezing one boob and then the other, and back to sucking.

“Oh Sweetheart, how I just absolutely adore having boob-sucks in the morning, your mouth feels just wonderful on my aching boobs.”