She pulled down, sliding the spaghetti straps off my shoulders, and watching as inch after inch of my breasts were exposed to her, until we sat bare-chested in front of each other. Her eyes lingered on me, soaking in every curve of my bust, trailing along the arch of my neck, and then connecting with my gaze. She giggled bashfully, and her face fell, concealing her expression in a tumble of luxuriant, crimson locks. I laughed with her, and then brought my hand to her face, cupping the gentle bow of her girl blushing cheek and raising her eyes to mine. The smile that was revealed beneath the parting curtain of hair was not a scared smile, but a loving, longing smile. I shared it with her, and then brought our smiles together. JULIA I-can’t-do-this-I-can’t-do-this-I-can’t-do-this-I-can’t-do-this! The rational thought blared in my mind as our mouths connected. Lucilla’s breasts pressed against mine, forming a seal of warm flesh about our squishing busts as our lips formed a seal of humming love. I felt the apprehension melt from me, the anxiety bleed from my body as her lips gently drank of my budding lust. Her tongue flicked playfully across my own, and I joined her in the boyfriend fun. I felt my body draw deeper to her, as if she was pulling us together through some unseen, irresistible force. My hands moved from their cautious perches at my sides, and tangled into her platinum hair; blonde strands twisting about playful fingers. Our mouths rotated about the axis of our lust, and the novice nature of my embrace fell away to instinctive confidence. I tilted her head back with guiding fingers, and pressed myself closer to her as our kiss deepened. I could feel her heart beating through our squishing busts, and I could feel the need of our bodies soaking through my slip. Our breaths grew heavy in each other’s mouths as we inhaled the sweet life from our lungs, burning its passion into our hearts. Her hands trailed down my sides, and pushed the slip from my waist. I lifted my legs about her, and let the last piece of my clothing fall from me. Our tongues entwined in lustful combat as I hovered my body over hers, and dragged her dress down her torso, over her pelvis, and off her legs. Our lips parted, and we stared at each other. Her sapphire eyes young gleamed in the light, her porcelain couple skin was flushed with her lust, her full, pink lips were parted and smiling, and her body… Good Mother, her body! Her breasts swelled from her dainty figure, larger than my own, but not exaggerated. Her belly was a concave curve of pale flesh with a navel dotting its perfect center, and her glutes widened from her pelvis in lascivious curves that rounded into toned thighs, whose precipice formed a gap where her glistening, tight slit leaked for me. “Well,” Lucilla smiled, “are you just going to look at it?” “I’m not sure what to do with it.” I giggled, brushing my dangling hair over a pointed ear. Lucilla sat upright, and took two handfuls of my backside, sinking her fingers into the delectable fat that rounded my curves. She dragged my body across hers, and our slits ran through each other as our clits connected. A shot of pleasure raced up my spine, and sex a shiver followed it. fuck A weak, vulnerable gasp slipped from my lips, and Lucilla smiled into my eyes. “You know,” she smiled, “I’ve never done anything with another woman before, so this is new for both of us.” “Well,” I smiled back, shifting my hips and savoring the feeling of her wet heat pressed against mine, “this feels nice; maybe we should keep doing this.” “Oh?” Lucilla asked with a raised eyebrow as she guided me to grind on top of her, “Is this enough for you, Julia? Does it feel just… nice? ” Our clits rubbed against each other, each touch sending electric pleasure singing into my pelvis. I felt the wetness between my legs grow, and a hunger in my nethers ache with tortuous vacancy. I put him out and five minutes later he led me back into the bedroom. Nothing, however, could distract him for very long from his newfound treasure. I sit up in a hurry, instantly regretting doing so as my head starts to spin. She asked, defensively. She concentrated on her sister, keeping the connection strong. Mr. Billingham was sat out on the deck waiting for us and as soon as we got there he said, You had every right to walk young down that alley. Zoey's face twisted with pleasure. They all had labored breaths and said Daddy please warn us next time. I saw a couple of young men a few times and wondered if they were going in circles just to get another look at me. And I was not the only Bound One, for as Mom’s back stitched together beneath my palms, her flesh became patterned. All fuck of a girl sudden, I came with a shudder. As we couple head back to boyfriend the car, I thank Fred for the delicious lunch. “Let me help you with that,” I said quietly. If she woke up. Your body is going to keep producing hybrids forever, even after you die.” After her first encounter with her brother, there was clarity in her thoughts. Matt spluttered, taken aback. I swallowed, taking a few steps forward. The bartender finally finished making the world’s simplest drink in 15 minutes, and it’s time for a silent toast to me. James, the 27 year old, fuck nigga-wait, unemployed fuck nigga- who is spending his last day of moping in an overrated bar, with an overrated drink in hand, and an underrated resume in his briefcase in the barstool next to him like an overrated date. Would this be a wet start, or a dry one? He allowed her to set the pace and pushed upwards only ever so gently feeling her resistance slowly succumb. "OH FUCK YES!!! Mike in his attempted rape had scratched her very badly on her labia and that is why there was so much blood. I am sorry, sex I don’t mean to pry. Mollie was trying to process what’d just happened. Don’t worry. “Not... specifically,” she said, taking another step. His socks were still wet from the tennis session. Penny dropped to her knees and stammered, “Yes Mistress I am your slut and willing to do what ever you command.”