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When Dan heard what his best friend John had just told him, he could hardly believe his ears. And when Dan actually looked across the crowded living room, he could hardly believe his eyes either. “Oh…my…God,” Dan stammered as he realized John was right. “See pal, ” John laughed, slapping Dan on the back. “I told you she was staring at you.” The two eighteen year old men once again shifted their gaze back across the mass of high school partygoers to the beauty that was Amy Mitchell.

Amy Mitchell was something out of Dan’s most intimate dreams and desires, and not just sexual dreams and desires either. Amy was a senior at Limestoneville High and was a bit of a social enigma. Physically she was pretty much perfect, standing tall at 5’11” and having a thin, yet well-toned body from her years of soccer and basketball. Amy had long blonde hair, flowing a little past her shoulders and the biggest brown eyes Dan had ever seen. Dan would often stare at her from his seat in the classes they had together, gazing with intense longing at her perfectly round C-cup breasts, her tight, round ass, and her long legs and toned thighs. Amy’s skin was another physical aspect that the guys in Limestoneville drooled over. She had a perpetual tan, giving her skin a soft, vibrant glow even in the midst of winter.

However, while Dan often found himself locked in his bedroom after school, jerking himself silly to Amy’s image, he loved her personality. Well, what personality he had glimpsed from the few times he actually had the pleasure of talking to Amy. She seemingly was happy and vibrant all the time, constantly smiling her beautiful smile to anyone she passed. Amy was a popular girl, who could have been even more popular if she hung out with the in-crowd. However, Amy had no social clique at the high school. She talked, laughed, and was friendly with anyone she thought was nice. That aspect got her turned away from some of the more popular crowds, who had no concept of what respect to others actually meant. But, it never seemed to bother Amy, who casually went on with her happy life.

“Snap out of it man!” John said, slapping the back of Dan’s head in a friendly manner. “Quit staring off into space and go up and talk to the girl.”

Dan drifted back from his reverie, shaking his head at John. “I don’t know, John,” he said. “She is probably just looking over in this direction at somebody else. I mean, why would Amy Mitchell be staring at me?”

Dan just laughed and shook his head. “Buddy, all I know is the girl of your dreams is looking right at you, and she still is by the way.” Dan looked over and saw that Amy was indeed still looking at him, with a shy smile on her face. “Come on, Dan,” John continued. “Guys like you and me are never gonna have a chance with any of the girls at this party. I mean, these are ‘high-clique people’ here and we only got invited because you helped Samantha Mathers pass her Math exam.” John looked right at Dan now, with a dead serious look on his face. “Don’t blow this opportunity, man. Even if you get rejected, at least you’ll have finally tried what you’ve been dreaming about for three years.”

Dan stared at his friend, then looked back across the room at Amy, then looked back at John again and sighed. “Here I go,” Dan said, trying to smile and sound confident, but failing miserably. Dan worked his way across the living room of Samantha’s house, keeping his eyes on Amy all the while, fearing that if he lost her gaze, this would all be revealed as a dream. Dan finally made it up next to Amy and said “Hello.”

Except “Hello” isn’t what came out of his mouth. Amy was wearing a tan, V-neck shirt and a short black skirt, both of which accented her beautifully tanned body to the highest degree. Dan noticed her stunning beauty for the first time tonight as he approached and said “Hello.” However, all that came out of Dan’s mouth was “Ahhhh.”

Amy smiled as Dan tried to mumble something and then broke out into loud laughter. She leaned back against the wall, holding her stomach, trying to compose herself. Dan, looked completely defeated and turned to walk away, back into his high school obscurity when he felt a hand grab his arm.

“Wait,” Amy said, her laughter dying down and a sad look came across her face. “I’m sorry to have laughed at you. It was so rude, but your face had the funniest expression on it and I couldn’t help myself.”

Dan turned and smiled. “Yeah, I guess I did look pretty funny. What I meant to say with that funny expression is ‘Hi Amy.'” Amy smiled and extended her hand towards Dan. “Hi there Dan, how’s things going.”

Dan almost fell down in disbelief. He couldn’t begin to understand how this goddess had remembered his name after only talking to him once or twice over the course of three years. “Umm, hi Amy. Things are cool. Pretty nice party, huh?” Dan looked around the living room, crowded with teenagers all dancing and drinking.

“Yeah, I guess it’s ok,” Amy said, following Dan’s ByCasino gaze. “I’m not much into this crowd though. Too many social bigots here, if you get my meaning.” As a victim of their social bigotry, Dan got the meaning sure enough. “So,” Dan began, “How’d you end up here tonight then? I mean, a nice girl like you and all.” Amy grinned at that statement. “Well, not all the people here are that bad. Samantha Mathers is the Queen Bitch of the school, but some of her crowd is cool enough,” Amy replied. “So Dan,” she continued, “What about you? You never hang around with these people. How’d you end up here?” Amy smiled, “A nice guy like you and all.”

Dan laughed and for the first time in his high school career, actually felt relaxed around a girl. Dan explained to Amy about his tutoring of Samantha and how he helped her pass her Math exam. In return, Samantha so graciously invited Dan and a friend to her next party, and they didn’t dare pass up that invite.

Amy and Dan spent the next hour or so talking over the music, leaning against the living room wall like two wallflowers. They didn’t care about not socializing with anyone else, because who were they to socialize with? Dan did feel the need to look for John and see how he was doing, but couldn’t find his friend anywhere and excepted the fact that John must have left.

As the two new friends continued their conversation, Dan’s desire of Amy only grew stronger. She was smart and kind, complimenting Dan on his new button-down shirt and slacks. Their talking never lapsed, even for one second, as they often finished each other’s sentences, breaking up into laughter as the people around them gave the two some looks.

After over an hour of shouting into each other’s ears to talk, Amy took Dan’s hand in hers and said, “Let’s go out back and talk. Somewhere where it’s more quiet.” Dan readily agreed and allowed Amy to lead him through the kitchen and out the back door. Samantha’s parents were both lawyers and consequently, her parents were both rich. This wealth was reflected in their property. The backyard was huge, with a large wooden patio deck, gardens, a pool, and a walkway leading to a small hedge maze.

“WOW!” Dan cried as he set foot into this suburban paradise. Amy laughed as she gazed into Dan’s green eyes. “Yeah, tell me about it. Samantha’s parents really know how to spend money, huh?” Amy led the dazed Dan across the green lawn and up to the hedge maze, which was illuminated softly by the numerous lights along its path. Dan stopped at the entrance to the maze. “Do you think we’ll get lost,” he asked with a half-serious look on his face. “I mean, I would be too embarrassed to ever go back to school if I got lost in a hedge maze at a big party.” Amy gave Dan a bright, big smile and grabbed his hand. “Let’s see what happens,” she laughed playfully, running into the maze and pulling Dan along with her.

The two ran through the twists and turns of the maze, laughing the entire time, and eventually navigated themselves to its center. Now it was Amy’s turn to look stunned. “Wow,” she mumbled at the sight before her. In the center of the hedge maze was a large pond, with glistening water flowing gently in the breeze. Three marble benches surrounded the pond and the entire area was softly lit by the glow of lights outlining the pond’s diameter.

“You said it,” Dan grinned, and the two took a seat on one of the benches. Upon sitting, Amy curled up next to Dan, much to his total surprise, leaning her head upon his shoulder. “Mind?” Amy asked. “Not at all,” Dan replied, putting his arm around her shoulders. “Now this is more like it,” Amy said, gazing into the rippling water of the pond. “It’s so quiet and peaceful here. I could stay her all night.”

“Me too,” Dan agreed, turning his gaze away from the pond and looking down at Amy. Dan gasped to himself when he noticed that with Amy snuggled up against him, he could see clear down her shirt. Dan felt his cock expand and harden as he saw Amy’s full breasts outlined snugly in her black bra.

“Cat got your tongue?” Amy asked, looking up at Dan. Dan stammered for a second when he looked like Amy had caught his eyes staring down her shirt, but quickly recovered. “Just wondering,” he answered.

“Wondering what?” Amy asked, once again looking at the pond and cuddling closer to Dan. Dan’s gaze involuntarily returned to looking at Amy’s breasts, his cock becoming fully hard by now. “Just wondering why I never said ‘Hi’ to you before.” Amy laughed, “But you didn’t even say ‘Hi,’ silly, you said ‘Ahhh.'” Amy broke out into laughter and Dan gave her side a pinch making her squeal and jump. “I did too say ‘Hi.’ It was just after I said ‘Ahhh.'”

Amy sat up, making Dan groan inwardly from the lose of her contact. “Dan, I wish you talked to me years before. I always thought you were attractive, but I was convinced that you just weren’t interested in me.” Dan smiled at the image of him jerking off into a sock for three By Casino years over Amy’s mental image. “Oh, I was interested,” he laughed. “I was just too shy, Amy, to say anything. And when I did manage to talk to you, I must have came off like an ass.”

“Don’t be silly,” Amy smiled, leaning in and giving Dan a soft, not-so-quick peck on his cheek. “I never thought you were an ass, Dan.” Amy took Dan’s hands in her own and once again flashed him her brilliant smile.

Dan returned the smile and ran his finger along the thin, gold chain Amy wore around her neck. “This is beautiful,” he said, leaning in to get a closer look. As his face crept closer to Amy’s smooth, tan neck, Dan’s instinct of desire took over. He gently pressed his lips against the warm skin of Amy’s neck, his tongue quickly licking her flesh. “Dan,” Amy cried.

“What!” Dan pulled back, in sadness and shock. “Amy, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to. Oh God, I just got to know you and I’m gonna blow it.” Amy grabbed Dan’s face between her hands and leaned in, kissing him passionately on the lips. “Don’t stop, Dan,” she said. “Don’t ever stop.”

Amy pulled Dan’s mouth back to her neck and Dan eagerly followed. His mouth gently pressed against Amy’s neck, as he sucked in a bit of her flawless skin, biting gently. Amy was moving her hands though Dan’s thick brown hair, her body squirming against him. Dan kissed his way around Amy’s neck, his tongue leaving a wet trail over her skin. Dan’s hands were against Amy’s back, holding her close to him, running in small circles. Then they slowly moved lower, across Amy’s hips, as Dan raised his face and kissed his dream girl.

Amy instantly opened her mouth, allowing Dan’s tongue to find and play with her’s. Both their hands were roaming now, moving sensuously along their bodies. Dan’s hands slid up from Amy’s hips to her lovely legs, rubbing her thighs in large circular patterns, his fingers squeezing her flesh hard in passion. Amy moved her hands down Dan’s chest, gripping the buttons on his shirt, releasing them one by one until the lights illuminated Dan’s chest. Amy slipped Dan’s shirt off and flung it behind her, as Dan followed her lead.

His own hands had slipped up inside Amy’s shirt and were tenderly fondling her perfect breasts. Dan felt Amy’s nipples grow hard against his palm as he quickly removed her shirt. Dan kissed all along Amy’s deep cleavage, his hands now deftly unsnapping her black bra. Letting it fall to the ground, Dan smiled as he saw Amy’s large breasts fall free. As he always imagined them to be, they were perfectly round, with large and long nipples. Dan leaned in and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it.

“Mmmm,” Amy moaned, holding Dan’s head against her tit. Amy’s pussy had grown very wet very fast, and she moved her hips about in hot passion, trying to grind them against Dan’s body. Realizing what she was trying to do, Dan moved one hand slowly along Amy’s thigh, passing beneath the fabric of her skirt. His hand moved across her wet panties, pausing briefly to rub his palm hard against Amy’s wet mound. As if a bolt of electricity had hit her, Amy cried out “Ohhhh,” and her whole body pressed hard against Dan.

Dan moved aside her drenched panties and slide one, then two fingers easily into Amy’s wet pussy. Dan began sucking hard on Amy’s nipple now, his teeth clenching it and pulling it taut, as his fingers moved quickly in and out of Amy’s pussy. Amy was moaning louder now, moving her hips rhythmically against Dan’s fingers as they fucked her pussy. And when Dan’s thumb found her clit and began rubbing it hard in a circular motion, Amy lost it.

“Ahhhhh…Yes Dan…Fuck yes!” Amy cried out in total pleasure as her orgasm shook her body, her pussy clenching tightly around Dan’s fingers, soaking them in her sweet juices. Dan brought his fingers up to his mouth, smiling as they glistened in the soft lights of the pond, covered with Amy’s cum. He erotically snaked out his tongue and licked all along his fingers, tasting this perfect woman’s nectar.

The sight of Dan slowly licking his wet fingers, fingers that had just fucked her pussy, made Amy wild with hot lust for this man. She reached down and quickly started to unbutton Dan’s pants, sighing in anticipation as her fingers grazed along the outline of his hard cock. “Stand up,” Amy ordered, pulling Dan up beside her and she quickly removed his pants and boxers. Dan’s large cock stood at attention, it’s 9″ a monument to his lust for Amy. “Mmmmm,” Amy cooed, wrapping her fingers around it, slowly stroking it, coaxing pre-cum from the fat cock-head. Dan closed his eyes and let out a guttural moan as he felt Amy’s hot, wet tongue lick along his hard shaft, then to his balls, then felt her mouth engulf his head. “Oh yeah Amy…Suck it baby…Please, suck my cock.”

Amy looked up at Dan and smiled around his cock-head. Pulling back away from it caused Dan to groan in disappointment. “Please Amy, I want it so By Casino Giriş bad…Suck it.” Amy stood up from the bench, and said, “Later sweetie, later for that. Right now, I want this big cock inside me right now. So lie down, Dan.” Dan did as he was told, lying on his back upon the moist, soft grass. Amy smiled down at him, and wiggled out of her skirt and soaked panties, tossing them into a pile with Dan’s pants.

Amy hovered over Dan’s cock, and turned facing away from him, as she lowered herself. Dan held his cock straight for Amy, running it along the folds of her pussy, teasing her. “Ohhh, stop teasing…I want it so bad Dan.” Amy cried and Dan pressed his cock against her pussy, lifting his hips to thrust it inside Amy. “Mmmmm,” Amy grinned as she felt Dan’s big cock pass into her pussy, and she lowered herself down, sliding his hard cock inside her loose pussy up to the hilt.

Amy started lifting herself up and down on Dan, moaning loudly each time. Dan looked up and could see his cock being swallowed by Amy’s lovely pink lips. Dan grabbed Amy’s hips and helped her, thrusting his own hips up to meet her downward motion. Soon the two had developed a fast and furious fucking rhythm. “Dan…yes baby…it feels too good…fuck me…ahhhh,” Amy cried as her pussy tightened around Dan’s cock and another orgasm swept through her body, causing her to thrash about while impaled on Dan’s cock.

Amy leaned back against Dan, her hips still thrusting up and down on Dan’s cock, her hair teasing Dan’s face as she turned her head side to side in passion. Dan reached around, his hands finding Amy’s tits, squeezing them roughly as he slammed his cock in and out of her wet pussy. Both Dan and Amy were panting now, breathing in short, quick breaths, and Dan moved his hands slowly down Amy’s tits, her flat stomach, finding her wet lips, her hard clit.

“Oh my God! Yesssss!” Amy screamed as she felt Dan’s fingers find her clit and rubbed it between them. Dan was pounding his cock hard against Amy, the wet sounds of their fucking and his balls slapping against her ass were loud in the quiet night. “Oh shit Amy,” Dan groaned as he felt his balls tighten, his cock expand in preparation for his cum. “Yesss, I’m gonna cum…fuck Amy…can’t hold on!”

Just when Dan was at the point of exploding and emptying his cum inside this sweet pussy, Amy quickly lifted herself from Dan’s body, his cock slipping out of her pussy with an audible ‘plop.’ Amy then turned herself around on top of Dan into a ’69’ position. Amy flicked her tongue out, teasing Dan’s head and balls, her fingers closing hard around the base of Dan’s shaft, blocking off the flow of his cum.

“Arggghh,” Dan groaned in disapproval, but his mouth was quickly covered by Amy’s pussy, as she ground her blonde haired bush hard against Dan’s face. Dan’s tongue licked across her wet lips, sliding inside her opened pussy, tasting her sweet cum firsthand. Amy started stroking Dan’s cock fast and furious now, while Dan had latched his mouth over Amy’s clit and was sucking and biting it hard. Their cries of sexual passion were loud.

Then, Amy rolled off of Dan and quickly straddled him again, this time facing him. Amy lowered herself onto Dan’s cock, her glistening lips engulfing him fully once more. Amy started lifting and slamming herself down onto Dan’s cock hard and fast, looking into Dan’s eyes and knowing it was time for him. Dan lifted his hips to meet each of Amy’s downward thrusts, and his hands grabbed her tits, pulling her down on top of his body.

“Mmmm, Amy…yesssss…making me cummmmmm,” Dan shouted, slamming his cock hard into Amy’s pussy and holding it there. “Oh yeah,” Amy whispered into Dan’s her, her tongue licking it. “Yeah sweetie…cum inside of me…in on the pill, so fill me up baby…mmmmm!” Amy moaned grinding her pussy against Dan’s cock, her body shaking with her third orgasm. “Ahhhhhhh,” Dan cried and his cock exploded, shooting his jism into Amy’s pussy. Amy smiled to herself as she felt Dan’s cock twitch a few times, each time sending a stream of cum inside her.

The two lay on top of each other, Dan holding his arms tightly around this dream girl’s body. Amy kissed his neck softly, then kissed Dan’s lips, her tongue brushing against his. “Wow,” she smiled at Dan. “Yeah,” Dan smiled back. “Now I know I should have talked to you before!” The two broke out into laughter and Amy rolled off Dan and cuddled up to his side. “Amy?” Dan asked quietly. Amy looked up at Dan, “Yes sweetie.” Dan stammered for the words, which totally perplexed him since after just fucking this girl, asking her out should be easy.

“Uhm, Amy…uhm…want to…want to go out sometime?” Amy smiled, holding back any laughter at the situation, not wanting to make Dan feel bad. “Of course Dan, I would love to go out with you.” Dan smiled and relaxed once more. “But,” Amy grinned, sliding her hand down to Dan’s soft, cum covered cock and squeezing it. “Only if I get to play with this on our date.” Dan laughed and hugged her tight. “Anytime.”

Amy and Dan got dressed and headed back through the hedge maze to the party, never noticing the person hiding in the bushes, who had been watching them the entire time.

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This one is sort of short and was inspired by a clip of some porn movie I saw. Basic premise was older female forcing a younger one. Except there was a real gun and a strap-on involved in that one.

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She stopped at the doorway and felt the unwelcome sensation creep over her. There before her was a cute little teenager, eighteen and certainly not older, she stood looking in the mirror and adjusting her hair. Chelsea resisted the urge that quickly started to fill her making her way to the bathroom stall for the purpose she’d come in here. She squatted over the seat even though the place was clean and in a well to do neighborhood she didn’t trust it. Her ass hovering over the seat she peed letting out a soft sigh of relief. A small bundle of tissue paper dabbed at her pussy with no hair on her vagina it was easy to wipe away the yellow liquid. She tossed the paper into the toilet and kicked the flush bar watching the water drain away.

“Fuck,” She mumbled to herself stepping out of the stall and seeing the teenager was still standing at the mirror, still fixing her hair.

The urge which she had let float away in the stall snapped right back into her and she did her best to shake it off. Going to the sink she started to wash her hands keeping the water cold and rubbing a little across her cleavage. It helped cool her down. In the mirror looking back at herself was Chelsea Thor. A woman who looked the dictionary definition of nondescript housewife. Wavy dusty blond hair pulled back in a pony tail a few strands loose. A face that was on the attractive side of average and not much more. She was forgetful something she could have attested to from the past relationships she’d been in. She was married and had two children with husband at work and children at school.

The teen glanced her way in the mirror before quickly looking away and now obviously pretending to fix her hair. Chelsea was committed. The urge had her. She finished washing her hands and stepped out of the bathroom. A long hallway stretched one way and at the end people walked by not glancing down in this direction. This was one of the less used bathrooms but some code or something had made them have to put bathrooms every so often, even though in the center of the mall they had a large bathroom area. A little up and across the hall was a room marked “Employees Only” and she quickly moved towards it.

She tried the knob and smiled in a manner nobody would believe out of a woman who looked like her. The evil grin was because the door was unlocked and inside she saw what she needed. Grabbing the mop bucket, a broom, a couple wet floor signs, and a out of order magnet that would cling to the metal bathroom door. Peeking out before she exited Chelsea moved towards the bathroom knowing the hot young teen was still inside. Quickly she dumped out half the mop bucket onto the floor and pushed it against the wall. Then set up the wet floor signs and finally slapped the “Sorry Temporarily Out Of Order” sign onto the women’s bathroom door. Slipping inside she shoved the broom into the handle of the door, it wasn’t perfect a few good yanks would knock out but it was better than nothing. Mostly it gave her more of the privacy she’d need.

As she turned the corner into the bathroom again the teen was leaning against the wall half sitting on the sink and thumbing through a magazine. She’d obviously not heard Chelsea enter and the fact that the girl was loitering about meant nobody would soon come looking for her. Chelsea’s mind put together ideas of why this girl would be here, from skipping school to waiting for a boyfriend to call. Whatever it was something was going to happen that the teen never expected too. Chelsea reached deep into her purse and pulled out the tazergun held inside. The gun like shaped device had been a gift for protection but she’d used it three times now for a very different purpose. This would be the forth. She thumbed up the on switch and heard the tiny battery inside charge up. Then her finger touched down on the trigger button.

The teen looked up a second after it was to late Chelsea was already too close and she was cornered. She flinched back turning her face as Chelsea pretended to swing a fist towards her face. The barely legal teen hesitated her back mostly turned towards Chelsea probably wondering why the punch wasn’t hurting. Chelsea’s fist quickly opened up and grabbing the back of the girl’s shirt she yanked it up and then pulled the trigger. Two fish hook like zappers darted out sinking in deep from this close range and stopped the teen as she seemed just about to let a scream out. Instead it came out as a gravelly cry of pain that could only have been heard if somebody had their ear to the door. She fell to the floor and Chelsea winced a little bit not because it might have hurt the girl but because it might bruise the girl’s precious body.

“What… What do you want? I didn’t do anything!” The girl groaned when the electricity stopped pumping through her body and she was able to register anything but the pain. “I didn’t do manisa escort anything at all!”

“Shut-up!” Chelsea growled knowing she had to make sure this girl knew she was in charge, a smile crept to her lips at the mental pun, in charge.

“What did I do…. EHHH!!” The words turned up into another cry but for whatever reason the electricity never allowed the scream to get too loud.

“Shut the fuck up.” Chelsea let go of the trigger and the teen relaxed from the pain breathing heavily. “I can do this all fucking day long and I will too unless you do what I want.”

“What… do you want?” The teen sort of raised herself up off the floor glancing at Chelsea and then at the electrodes in her back, Chelsea knew there was no chance the girl was pulling them out before she could shock her enough to let go, they were in so deep because she’d been so close when she shot them.

“I’m going to do whatever I want with you. Do you understand?” Chelsea let the idea sink in and then pulled back the trigger as the girl’s face had twisted in disgust.

“Ah! No! Stop please stop! It hurts!” She let out in a desperate tone as soon as she could and Chelsea pulled the trigger again. The teen squirmed and hissed but Chelsea just felt her nipples get hard and her pussy get wet knowing what would soon be coming. “Stop it please! No more! It hurts! Please, I’ll do… whatever!”

“Will you lick my asshole?” Chelsea asked just as the teen was looking over her shoulder the pain not coming for a long enough time to give her some hope it was over, the teen shook her head and grimaced before she could think better of it.

More electricity pumped out of the gun and Chelsea knew that law enforcement type weapons were limited in how much they could shock. They had like a ten second timer between shocks so they couldn’t hurt their captive. Chelsea’s tazer had no such safety guard and the box had claimed that it could pack up to a thousand shocks before the battery went dead. Chelsea knew this to be true and held the button down again reaching down and undoing her pants. She wiggled somewhat awkwardly out of them while keeping one hand on the tazer. Then yanked her blouse over her heard switching hands to fully remove the shirt. The bra and panties were a little more difficult but soon enough she was naked except for her socks.

“No more! No more!” The teen kept repeating crying into the tiled floor and Chelsea smiled putting her finger into her gash and letting out a moan.

“What’s your name sexy?” She asked giving the girl time to recover.

“Breeana,” The other female hissed blinking as she turned around to see Chelsea naked or near enough to it. “My name is Breeana Duncan. Please don’t hurt me anymore.”

“Make me happy and I won’t have to,” Chelsea said simply and Breeana nodded her head rolling up to her hands and knees. “Now take off your clothes. But don’t try anything or I might pull this trigger until you pass out. You don’t want me to do that because you’ll probably wake up and require somebody to change your diaper and clean up your drool forever.”

“Don’t! Don’t please!” The girl shook her head and Chelsea motioned for her stand up.

The teenager did taking just a moment to collect herself before reaching down to pull off her shirt. The shirt fell to the floor and soon was followed by skirt and undergarments. They looked close to a pair standing in nothing but their socks but there was a lot of different between them. Chelsea was thirty-two and while she was still pretty happy with her body she knew she’d rounded out a bit over the years. Her full breasts hung a little lower than when she was this girl’s age. She was tan all over having her husband buy her a tanning bed and tucked it into a back room. She hadn’t gone crazy with it but she had a nice even tan that seemed to make her body look better. Her nipples were hard pencil erasers set in the middle of quarter sized areolas. Her body was hairless except what was on her head, between the hair removal lotion and shaving. She was five one and had C-cup tits that looked much larger on her small build.

Breeana was an incredible looking latin female with her black hair put into two braids with a few loose locks from her temples to frame her round face. She was lithe as only a girl her age could be with the naturally dark skin of her spanish heritage. Her tits were nearly insignificant barely more than puffy brown nipples on top of mounds which could scarcely be given that name. Flat stomach of course with the hint of her ribs seen down both sides until it slipped in across her sides and then out again over her hips. Her bush wasn’t as trimmed down as Chelsea’s the dark black hair thick right over her gash. Farther out it was trimmed and then maybe waxed or shaved, most likely the teen knew that kind of hair poked out when in a swimsuit. Long legs that seemed have her body stretched out from there thin and not shapely like a most woman’s legs but appealing just the same.

She stood naked looking somewhat embarrassed and Chelsea fought away kushinagar.net the internal smiled that wanted to cross her lips. That nervous set of her body meant so much to Chelsea who had seen it once before. It was much better than the angry defiance that was the typical reaction. The last time Chelsea had seen the shy sort of reaction to being naked had been one of the best experiences. While she enjoyed the dominance factor of what she did, there was something to be said for a willing hostage.

“What next?” She asked after Chelsea let the silence stretch to long just staring at the youth’s amazing body.

“Do you ever play with yourself Breeana?” Chelsea asked and the teen looked down at the older woman’s pussy which was spread with thumb and middle finger the pointer making slow circles around the clit.

“Yes,” She admitted with a nod looking away embarrassed and Chelsea smiled wide.

“Then do it for me now,” She instructed and the barely legal nodded as if she knew this was what was coming and her hand shaking she squatted a little and then touched her dark hand into her pubes.

Her bottom lip was quickly pulled into her mouth as the finger’s thin but dexterous looking wiggled through hair and labia to get at the goods hidden inside. Her big brown eyes opened wide as two fingers started moving up and down on her clitoris and Chelsea watched licking her her lips. In a moment a crack in the thick hair appeared and the pink inner folds came into view glistening nicely. Chelsea also noted the nipples of the girl tightened and pushed out a little hardening the rest of the way as hormones trigged their full erection. The teens legs parted a little more as her fingers slid quickly down and then hooked up inside herself. Head rolling to the side a moan came from her mouth lips looking so sweet gapped with the vocalization of her pleasure coming out of them.

Chelsea couldn’t help herself. She usually let this first act last a lot longer but she wanted to see how willing the girl would be. Walking over she tickled the trigger back sending just a flick of a jolt into the girl. Breeana twitched then let out a small cry but didn’t pull her fingers out from her insides or complain. Leaning in she kissed those spanish lips and then moaned into them. They were so soft and delicate. Chelsea leaned in more kissing harder and breaking it just enough to order the teen to french her. She knew better than to stick her tongue in a captive’s mouth. Breeana did it and soon enough the two were kissing passionately. They parted their faces wet from Breeana’s tongue and then they came together again.

Chelsea relaxed a little not feeling a hint of resistance from this youth and she kissed harder actually pushing her tongue into the spanish thing’s mouth. The taste was wonderful as the feeling and with her free hand she grabbed Breeana’s hand and placed it on her breast. The spanish girl’s fingers squeezed the large breasts and made Chelsea moan in delight.

“Kiss my neck!” She ordered giving another hint of a jolt to the teen.

The lips on her neck were so much better than her husband’s or any man’s. So much better than the roughness of a man. She knew that she did what she did because she would never be accepted by her family and friends if she admitted she liked the touch and feel of a woman so much more than a male. Her husband would leave her and take the kids and she had no marketable skill to get a job with. So she was left with waiting and burying her desires until they exploded out in violent need.

Breeana was good too. Her tongue darting out every so often licking the flesh she’d just been kissing and making Chelsea’s knees go weak. She was able to kiss the teens ear nibbling softly on the lobe as the girl sent shivers of delight all through her body. Her pussy was a swamp so much wetter than her husband could ever hope to get her. She pulled her hand out of herself as she stepped away and Breeana gapped a second still trying to kiss her neck. She opened her eyes just in tome to see Chelsea wipe her wet fingers across her breasts smearing her thick fluids across her nipples. The contact made her hiss out her pleasure and then pointing to them. Breeana hesitated to long and stumbled forward the shock to the back lick a push. Chelsea’s tits were in her face and instinct had her sucking on them before she could make anymore pain arise.

“Oh shit that’s good. You like the taste of that because you’ll be getting it right from the source soon enough.” Chelsea admitted and looked down at the spanish’s teens face was twisted in fear but her tongue was eagerly licking all across Chelsea’s sensitive tits cleaning the juice away and replacing it with spit. “Do you want me to eat you out?”

“What?” Breeana asked blinking as her hair was pulled thus pulling her face away from Chelsea’s breasts, she winced at the pain.

“Do you want me to eat you out.” This was new development even for Chelsea who’d never offered this to any of her other victims, to much risk.

She’d finger them and suck off the juices if they smelled nice enough. She’d have them finger themselves and hold out their digits so she could lick them. Mostly though she’d finger them while sucking on their tits getting them to orgasm was a sure way to keep them silent. Because most women thought that if you orgasmed it couldn’t be rape. Now though with this one she wanted more. Breanna had put up less of a fight than any of the others and it just felt safer.

“Answer!” She yanked the hair again and tears welled up in Breeana’s hair before she nodded.

“Yes I do! I want that very much!” The tears were from the admission not whatever little pain pulling her hair was causing.

“You’re such a dirty lesbian!” Chelsea growled pushing her victim back once and then twice until her perfect little ass hit a sink. “You’re so sick that you actually want me, another woman, to lick your dirty cunt.”

“I know! I do!” She seemed near crying and Chelsea found herself extremely turned on by this thinking perhaps she’d found herself a nice little guilty in the closet lesbian.

Grabbing her right leg she pushed it up onto one sink and Breeana got the hint. Pushing her tiny weight up with her hands she placed the other leg on the next sink over. This spread her legs nicely and as she leaned back against the wall looked pretty comfortable as well. There was a good foot of space between once sink and the next and as Chelsea dropped to her knees for the first time in nearly two decades she prepared to eat another female out.

The sight was incredible the teen’s sweet little ass hanging down between the sinks and her skin looking so much darker contrasting with the white porcelain. Mostly though there was the pussy and asshole there opened up completely before her eyes. The pink slit was dripping fluids and Chelsea leaned in and opened her mouth the drip falling on her upper lip and rolling into her mouth. She liked the flavor and pushed her head up and tongue out licking from cornhole to clitoris. A moan of pleasure escaped Breeana’s lips and the other woman heard the thump of the girl knocking her head back into the wall.

She focused her attention on the asshole first having never licked one before and wanting to know what she’d forced a couple of her victims into doing. Chelsea liked it. Breeana was clean but there was still a hint of muskier scent and flavor there and the extra taboo of it increased her arousal. Driving her tongue up inside the teen caused moans to arise and flavor to come to her taster. As she did this her face quickly became coated in the latina’s juices, leaning left and right to get the best rim angle had her soaked from ear to ear. The wetness of her face and the taste of the asshole had her pussy near squirting juices.

Glancing up she saw the teen’s body stretching up above her and she had the sneaking feeling that she was going to have to quit her ways after this and get a serious girlfriend. One who would be willing to sit on her face and bend over for an asslicking and not try and run away or tell the authorities. This willingness was a lot better than the fighting and trying to escape. Her tongue eventually raked up higher and darted into the pink hole instead of the brown. The moans peeked a little higher and the flavor pouring into her mouth made Chelsea nearly cry in delight. Lashing her tongue across the entrance and then shoving it in as deep as it would go more taste came into her mouth. Finally she raised up even more and made only two circles and then one actual lick of Breeana’s tiny clit and the girl was going off.

“I am so sick I’m cumming! I’m cumming because of another woman! I am so gross!” She moaned yanking on the sink handles causing the water to flow.

Chelsea sped her tongue up faster lashing as hard as she could across the clit before pulling away as the youth leaned forward. Breeana shook and twitched about as hard as she had when she’d been shocked. Chelsea watched in aroused fascination. Finally the girl slumped down from the sinks and opened her eyes Chelsea was laying on her back not inches away her feet pushing up into the sinks Breeana had just been sitting on and using it to give herself a good angle so the latin girl had access to all Chelsea wanted licked.

Breeana didn’t even have to be ordered she leaned forward and licked Chelsea the same way she had licked her. Starting from her asshole she licked all the way up and then dipped back down to her asshole again. Chelsea loved having her asshole licked and the way Breeana was doing it, eagerly, she wanted a good anal orgasm. So she covered her pussy with her hand pressing a palm into her clit and using her fingers to space her ass cheeks a little more for little miss Duncan to work.

The closet lesbian worked too lapping hungrily and then pushing her tongue into the older woman’s asshole. If there was any bad taste it didn’t show on her face as she licked and lapped quicker and quicker. The pleasure of this was so different than from cunnilingus. Analingus was deeper and took a lot longer to build up to anything. She coaxed it along with rubbing gently into her clitoris but not enough to change the pleasure. Breeana’s tiny tongue was a natural pleasure device twirling and stiffening at the right moments.

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