The Submissive
Copyright© 2026 by desxxx
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - The story of an older woman looking for a change in her life.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Slavery Lesbian Fiction DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Oral Sex Squirting
Staring out of her lounge room window into her front yard, Jenny watched as the last of the boxes from the moving truck were unloaded and taken into the neighbors house by the moving men. Then, Jenny watched as the truck drove off, leaving her new neighbor standing in her front yard waving as the truck disappeared down the street, then out of sight.
Jenny was a sixty-year-old divorced mother living with her nineteen-year-old stepdaughter, Karen. Jenny felt like she was at a crossroads in her life and needed to find something that would take her from a lonely middle-aged single woman going through menopause to something that would give her meaning and some excitement in her life, but at the time, Jenny didn’t know how to achieve this.
Jenny’s new neighbor was much younger than Jenny; she was around nineteen years old and much slimmer than Jenny. She watched as her new neighbor looked around her front yard at the garden beds, shrubs and bushes that made up her front yard and remembered how good it was to be young, and she wished that she was that young again and she could wear provocative clothes like what her new neighbor had on.
Jenny’s new neighbor was around one hundred and sixty centimeters tall, with straight black shoulder-length hair that complemented her black eye shadow and her clothing. Jenny had a good view of her from her window and started having impure thoughts towards her making Jenny feel ashamed at the fact that she was thinking things like that towards a girl almost three time younger than her and why would a good looking girl like her would even be interested in her but the sight of her standing in her front yard dressed in a black cotton spaghetti strap tank top that showed off the outline of her 32B breasts underneath and low enough on the neck line to show some cleavage was making her have good feelings and become wet for the first time since she was married two years ago. The tank top stopped just above where her blue shorts began, leaving a small strip of skin visible in between.
Susan built up the courage to go outside into the front yard and introduce herself, hoping her bad thoughts would go away once she introduced herself and got to know her new neighbor better.
Propping herself against the wooden fence that divided the two properties, Jenny introduced herself and asked her what her name was. She answered with a smile on her face telling Jenny that her name was Karen and she had just moved here from the city looking for a nice, quiet town to live in.
Jenny assured that where they lived was quiet and people minded their own business, so she would like it here, and they talked about different things for a while, leaving Jenny to wonder why a young, attractive girl from the city would want to move to a quiet, sleepy town to live.
While talking Jenny tried not to stare at Karen’s figure but her eyes betrayed her and Karen caught Jenny staring at her cleavage a couple of times but the second time she caught Jenny her facial expression changed leaving Jenny worried and embarrassed that Karen had caught her out looking at her tits and would be disgusted with her but the second time she caught her she just smiled and said to Jenny “like what you see? They’re nice and perky, don’t you think?”
Jenny was lost for words for a few seconds, then, thinking of something to say off the top of her head, she blurted out “yes, they’re nice,” making her turn slightly red with embarrassment over what she had just said to her new neighbor.
Laughing at the situation, Karen smiled at her and said, “At least you’re honest, and I like that in a girl, or in your case, a woman, and yours look fine as well for an older woman. Maybe you could come over to my place anytime you like for a coffee and chat, and I could tell you some more about myself and why I moved here.”
A week had passed since Jenny met her new neighbor, but she hadn’t taken her up on her offer for coffee and a chat at her house yet, due to her being caught looking at her cleavage and still a little embarrassed about it, and the embarrassing conversation she would have if Karen brought it up while chatting.
Jenny would often find herself longing to see more of Karen and because it was summer and warmer days she would stand at her lounge room window peering out at her neighbors front yard hoping to get a glimpse of Karen doing some gardening in one of her skimpy outfits then when she did see her and finished looking Jenny would feel guilty for looking at a girl that was roughly the same age as her own daughter and having impure thoughts about here especially when on occasion Karen saw her looking and waved back.
The next day, Jenny was in the kitchen baking a cake in the oven when she heard a knock on her front door and opened it to see Karen standing there smiling and dressed in the same skimpy clothing that Jenny had first seen her in. “Seeing you haven’t come over to my house for a coffee yet i thought I would come and see you for a coffee. Can I come in, sweetie?” Karen asked with a cheeky grin on her face as if she had some sort of agenda happening.
Jenny nodded her head as if to say yes, and Karen followed her to the kitchen and sat down at the kitchen table, and waited for Jenny to make a cup of coffee each, then they sat there, and Karen started to talk.
“So I want to know a little more about you, and yes, before you ask, I have noticed that you have an obsessive thing for me, so let’s get strait to the point. You’re a lot older than me, but you could be useful to me, you see, I like females but don’t have girlfriends, just submissive whenever I find a girl.”
Jenny almost choked on her coffee, not expecting Karen to just come straight to the point and start to proposition her to become her submissive, especially from a nineteen-year-old.
Jenny composed herself and was curious to know what activities a nineteen-year-old would want to do with an old woman like herself.
“You’re a lonely old woman living with your daughter who has the hots for me, and I’m going to take advantage of your situation, and if you want any type of sexual satisfaction around then you will agree to become my submissive and do everything i want from you. I want you to think about what I just said to you and give me a text by twelve o’clock tomorrow afternoon, but if you do, let’s be perfectly clear there will be strict rules for you to live by, and you won’t be lonely anymore.”