Taylor had just moved to our neighborhood about a week ago, and she was staying with my friend Rachel while she looked for a place to live. I’d met Taylor a couple of times at the coffee shop where she worked. She didn’t think I knew, but she obviously had a huge crush on me.
With my boyfriend out of town for the weekend, Taylor and Rachel were planning to come over, hang out, and maybe watch a movie. I was intrigued by the possibilities of getting Taylor alone, so I texted Rachel and asked her if she could stay home. “No problem,” she responded. “You two have fun ;)”
Taylor arrived at my apartment after her shift at the coffee shop, wearing a cute blue dress with an enticingly short skirt. She slipped off her shoes and followed me to the kitchen where I made us drinks. “What would you like?” I asked her. “Just some soda for me, Jennie. Anything stronger and I’ll get silly,” Taylor tells me.
“Silly can be fun, but OK,” I teased her.
“So when does Rachel get here?” Taylor asked me.
“Rachel couldn’t make it, so it’s just us. We can do anything we want,” I smiled, then leaned over and kissed her on her lips. Her mouth opened and our tongues touched for a few seconds, then I pulled away. “See, anything we want.”
Taylor was flushed and looked like her heart was racing. “What’s wrong?” I asked, “you look you’re going to faint.”
“No, I’m fine, Jennie,” she said quietly.
After fixing our drinks, we went back to the living room and sat on the sofa. When she sat down, Taylor’s little blue dress lifted up enough for me to get a glimpse of her panties. “Those panties are so cute!” I exclaimed, and Taylor looked like she would die of embarrassment, pulling her dress down to cover them.
“No, seriously, what’s that pattern on them? Let me see!” I coaxed her. “Lift your skirt up a little so I can get a better look.” She hesitated and raised her skirt enough for me to see a glimpse of the black panties with some sort of white dots. “Those really are so, so cute. But I want a better look.” I stood up and faced her. “Just take them off for a minute and let me look at them.”
“What? Are you serious?” She asked me incredulously.
“Look, it’s just us, they’re super cute, and I want a better look. Just slip them off and hand them to me. You’ve still got your dress on.” I struggled to keep a straight face as it started to look like she believed me when I told her this was perfectly normal.
Taylor still looked nervous, but she slipped off her panties and handed them to me. I flattened them out and held the up in front of me. “Oh, those are stars!” I exclaimed, and made a show of studying them carefully. After a few moments of this, I gave her panties a quick kiss on the crotch and handed them back to her. “Here you go.”
She blushed and looked puzzled, but slipped them back on and we turned on the TV. We browsed through the listings for a while, looking for something to watch, but didn’t see anything that looked interesting. “Really, watching anything is fine with me,” she told me.
“No, none of these shows look interesting to me either.” I jumped up from the couch again, “I know a great game we can play!” I turned off the TV and turned the lights down lower, still giving us enough light to see, but maybe dim enough to relax her. “You just stand here in the middle of the room and keep still,” I told her. “How does that sound?”
“OK, Jennie, but then what do I do?” she asks me, and she stands still and straight in the middle of the room with her arms by her sides.
“I’ll tell you as we go,” I smile reassuringly. I stand behind her and run my fingers lightly down the outside of her arms from her shoulders to her finger tips. I kiss her lightly on the back of her neck. From only the contact of my lips with her neck, I can feel how her heart is racing.
“You just need to relax,” I tell her. I undo the clasp of her dress and unzip it, then start to lift it over her head.
“What are you doing, Jennie?” she asks, and starts to cross her arms.
“Really, Taylor, there’s only one rule so far and you’re already having trouble. Just hold still.” She puts her arms back down, and I keep lifting her dress. “Well, OK,” I laugh, “I do need you to raise your arms so I can get this over your head.” And she does.
In addition to the black panties with the stars, she’s wearing a black lace bra. I run my fingertips lightly down the outside of her arms again, then in circles on her back. Next I move my fingers over the outside of her bra, lightly tracing circles around the tips of her breasts.
When I unclasp her bra and start to remove it, she stiffens a bit. “Hold still, Taylor,” I tell her. “Don’t you trust me?”
“I do,” she says quietly.
“Say, yes, I trust you Jennie,” I instruct her.
“Yes, I trust you, Jennie,” she agrees.
“Good girl,” I praise her.
I’m still standing behind her, and I slip my fingers inside the waistband of her panties and slide them down her legs and around her ankles. I run my fingers down the outside of her legs, slowly from her hips down to her ankles. “Step out of your panties and spread your legs just at little wider, but keep standing straight,” tell her, and she does.
Now I trace my fingers up the insides of her legs. I lightly touch her pussy, and I can easily feel how wet she is. I take her by the hand and start to lead her to the bedroom.
“Follow me,” I tell her. “You trust me, don’t you?”
“Yes, Jennie,” she says. This is going to be fun, I smile to myself.
When we reach the bedroom, I have Taylor face the bed and bend over with her face and shoulders touching the bed. Taylor is naked, and I’m still fully dressed in my jeans and t-shirt. Her legs are straight, so her butt sticks out high. “You’re so flexible, Taylor,” I tell her. “And you’ve got such a sexy butt. It’s a perfect shape, and it’s so nice and pale.”
I use my hands to gently stroke her back, then the backs of her legs, then the smooth curve of her sexy ass. Suddenly, I bring my open hand down hard on her right cheek, making a loud smack! She gasps, and tears start to well up in her eyes.
“Oh, sweet Taylor, you didn’t do anything wrong. I want to see how your cute ass looks after a spanking, when it’s nice and bright red on top of your pale skin. It’s ok if I spank you, isn’t it?” I ask her.
“Yes, Jennie,” she sniffs a bit. I kiss the tears that are just starting to overflow from her brown eyes. I stand on her left and caress her ass with my hand for a few seconds, then go back to spanking her. I strike each cheek hard five times with my right hand, then step back to look.
“I wish you could see it, Taylor. Your sexy butt is such a nice red now. You should thank me for making it even cuter,” I smile and look at her.
“Thank you, Jennie.” She says meekly.
“Good girl,” I tell her. “Now we’ll try something that you’ll enjoy even more.” I have her roll onto her back on the bed with her knees up and apart. I kiss the insides of her thighs softly, working my way closer and closer to her pussy, then run my tongue between her lips, barely touching them. She moans and lifts her hips, but I pull away.
“Before I spend more time on your soaking wet pussy, I’m going to have you lick me for a while,” I tell her. I finally remove my clothes, taking of my shirt, jeans and panties, all that I was wearing.
“You look like you’d be too timid if I let you on top,” I tell Taylor. “So I’m going to straddle your face. I want you to get your tongue as far into my pussy as you can. If it’s not deep enough, I’ll have to push harder and you won’t be able to breath.” Then I smile. “If you really have trouble breathing, tap my thigh and I’ll let up a little.” I pause, “Unless I’m about to cum. Then you’ll just have to hold your breath longer.”
Just like I explained, I straddled Taylor’s face and lowered my pussy onto her mouth. She licked me eagerly and hungrily, seeming much more experienced than I expected from her innocent looks. I pressed down harder on her face and she licked faster and deeper, sending waves of pleasure over my body. I let up briefly and she gasped for air. “More,” she begged, and I lowered myself onto her again. We continued like this for a long time, Taylor licking and sucking, and me giving her air from time to time.
Finally, I moved off of her face and laid down next to her. She was still on her back and I laid on my side facing her. “Mmm, very good girl, Taylor,” I purred. I slid my hand down her stomach and teased her lips with my fingers. She was still as wet as I remembered, and I slid one finger inside, then easily slid in a second. I worked the two fingers deep inside her, slowly at first, then faster and harder. Eventually, I was pounding my fingers into her soaking pussy and listening to the wet sounds that it made. Taylor moaned and lifted her hips, finally trembling with her orgasm.
It was getting late by now and I was ready to rest. I curled around Taylor and she snuggled against me. I was tired and relaxed, but I could feel how excited and restless she still was. “That was so incredible, Jennie,” she told me as I tried to sleep. “Could you tie me up next time?”
I cupped my hand around her left breast and pinched her nipple hard. She made a squeak that was clearly a mix of pain and pleasure. “Shh, Taylor,” I told her. “We’ll talk about that in the morning.”
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