Tabitha

Chapter 3

Tabitha didn't have to think about whether she should or shouldn't take Alison back to her home. It was more about how they could keep their hands off each other as they took the bus back uptown.

On the bus, they sat very close together but managed to behave. Tabitha could feel herself falling a little bit for Alison and becoming very excited about what was about to happen with her. The bare parts of their legs touched as they sat side by side amidst other bus riders, and that small connection between them felt electric.

Alison asked Tabitha questions about herself and about how she came to be in this town, getting to know her a little, but really just trying to make the minutes between now and the moment the doors closed behind them at Tabitha's apartment a little shorter.

It was a short walk from the bus stop to Tabitha's apartment, which was a third-floor walk-up studio. Though hating the thought of losing physical contact with Tabitha,

Alison asked Tabitha which apartment was hers...she wanted to grab a bottle of wine at the store across the street, and said "I'll be up in a few minutes. I'd love if you shed your panties while you wait for me."

Tabitha, flustered with excitement and arousal, fumbled with her keys and said, "Don't be long."

Alison paused as Tabitha walked inside her apartment building, and drank in the graceful way that Tabitha moved, the exceptionally formed ass, the toned calves.

Tabitha knew that she was about to have intense sex with this virtual stranger that somehow she felt utterly connected to. She couldn't wait to be naked with this girl and let her have her way with her in any way she liked. She wanted to totally give herself over to what Alison could teach her.

Once inside the door, Tabitha reached up under her skirt and pulled off her very wet, light blue thong panties. That's the unfortunate thing about light blue, Tabitha sighed to herself, they always show moisture.

In a moment, Tabitha heard Alison's footsteps coming up the stairs. Her heart racing, she smoothed down her clothes and tried to make herself presentable. Upon Alison's knock, Tabitha shakily opened the door and let her in.

Alison looked around the small apartment. By definition, the studio's focal point was the bed, which was unmade. Alison immediately noticed the big vibrator Tabitha had left on the sheets and said, "Well, you won't be needing THAT for a while."

Alison turned around and faced Tabitha and said, "I've wanted to be naked with you from the first moment I saw you...even though that was just a few hours ago. May I undress you?"

Tabitha nodded and shuddered. She was wet. She wanted to have herself laid bare by this girl, then give herself over, take all instructions, perform any act and experience every sensation fully. She was by no means virginal, she wasn't even inexperienced. Her experiences, though, had all been with men, and while she had had lovely orgasms at the hands of men, her experiences had been relatively tame.

This was going to be different, she knew.

Alison started with Tabitha's hair pen, which released her straight, dirty-blonde hair. She stoked her hair and her face and neck, and leaned in to breathe in Tabitha's scent. She wanted this to go slowly, like the unveiling of a piece of art, to draw out the longing in both girls.

Girls.

Alison was, actually, barely more than a girl. Despite her broader sexual experience, she was five years younger than Tabitha...just past her nineteenth birthday.

Just a year ago, she was living in her parents' house a few towns over, sleeping in the bedroom she had grown up in, with flowered wallpaper and stuffed animals. She was a good student in high school and she had surprised her family by saying at graduation that, while she fully intended on going to college, she really felt she needed one year off to take a break from studying.

She was competitive and a hard worker, but she was simply burnt out. She wanted to go to college fresh and eager to learn. Her parents trusted her judgement about herself, as she had given them no reason not to. So, shortly after graduation ceremonies, she moved out, found an apartment, and got a job at the very coffee shop where she had met Tabitha earlier in the morning.

While she worked in the coffee shop, she of course noticed Bradley. He'd stop in a few times a week for coffee, but what she really noticed was the steady stream of girls emerging from his office door. They were almost always attractive and usually smiling when they left...and Bradley had such a nice air about him. It was natural that she daydreamed about him and had a strong curiosity about the allure he must have with all these women.

While it was hard to consider herself a virgin, she was, technically so, having never been penetrated by a man. She had dated in high school, and had loved making out with boys. She even gave some boys hand jobs, but she didn't go farther than that.

Now that she was on her own, she wanted that to change.

One day, Bradley was chatting with her while waiting for his coffee order, and Alison asked what he did next door. Bradley said that he was an artist and that the office was actually his studio. He smiled while collecting his coffee and breakfast and said that he'd see her again soon. Alison took her break a few minutes later and decided to take a chance.

She walked into the office door and called inside to ask if she could come in. A female answered and told her to come on back. When Alison entered the studio area, she saw two women, both nude except for their panties, lying on the floor in an embrace. The black-haired girl was on top so that while their lips were touching, her breasts were dangling directly above the pretty brunette's, with their nipples just touching...mimicking their lips. Both girls were beautiful and obviously uninhibited.

Bradley was doing a charcoal sketch of the lips and breasts barely touching and told Alison to come over and take a look at what he'd drawn so far. She appraised the work and smiled. She thanked the three of them for letting her watch, and asked if she could come back after work, since she was only on a short break.

The air of acceptance and openness was the only answer that her largely-rhetorical question required.

Back behind the counter at work, poor Alison was dying to touch herself and give herself a nice string of orgasms, but she obviously couldn't at that point. She really enjoyed her job and interacting with customers, but for the remainder of that day, she couldn't wait for the hours to pass so that she could go back and watch more beautiful bodies and art being created.

When she was finally able to return, she saw that the two girls were dressed and heading out the door, with Bradley there at the office entrance making arrangements for their return.

Seeing Alison, he said that the girls had to leave, but Alison was free to come in and chat while he cleaned up his materials. She did, and enjoyed the conversation with Bradley immensely. She asked him how he could concentrate on his work with two beautiful, naked girls embracing at his feet. He laughed and said that sometimes it WAS hard to concentrate, and he certainly got aroused by it, but that there was time enough to take care of those feelings later.

Alison shyly asked if he was still aroused and stepped in closer to him.

Bradley laughed and said that he was actually getting hornier by the moment.

Taking a deep breath, Alison told him that she had wanted to shed herself of her self-imposed virginity and wondered if he would help her with that. Bradley, mildly surprised by this frank request, recovered and said that it would be an honor...asking if she had any particular requests to make her first time be what she hoped for.

Alison hadn't actually thought about it that specifically, but when asked, said..."I want it to be in the open, in the light and I don't want to have to be quiet."

She explained that all of her considerable sexual experience had been alone, in the dark and in a place where she had to stifle her moans. Her eyes motioned over to the platform, which was lit by an overhead skylight that provided bright, but indirect light.

Bradley led her over to the cushions that were strewn around, and still standing, kissed Alison. Alison loved making out and enjoyed the obvious experience of her first soon-to-be lover. They lost themselves in their kiss for a few more long moments before Alison reached down to feel Bradley's strong erection through his pants. He was rock hard, and apparently had a nice, thick dick, she thought...though, not bigger than the English cucumbers she used to use on herself in her past, she thought, smiling to herself.

She knelt down in front of Bradley, eager to dislodge Bradley's erection from his pants. She unzipped him, reached in and pulled out his hefty, hard cock. Alison had given successful hand jobs but hadn't actually given head before. But, she had watched enough porn over the years to pretty much know what to do.

She wrapped her lips around the head and tasted Bradley with her tongue before sliding the length of his shaft into her warm mouth. With her hands on his hips and using just her mouth, she applied light suction and let his erection slide over her tongue, in and out of her lips. She obviously didn't want him to come yet, but was hopeful that she was doing well enough to get him close.

As if reading her mind, Bradley pulled out after a few minutes of sliding into this willing girl's mouth, telling her that she was maybe just a little too good, but that he'd very much like to finish that way sometime soon. Alison looked up with a satisfied smile, giving him a few long strokes with her hand before she stood up before him.

She started unbuttoning her coffee shop uniform blouse and slid it off her shoulders onto the floor. She undid her green skirt and pulled it down past her hips, revealing cute, flowered panties that encased the pretty, pert ass of a fit nineteen year-old. Bradley started to unbutton his shirt as well, but Alison stopped him, saying that she wanted to be nude in front of him for a little while like his models were. He let Alison release her bra and step out of her panties before standing before him for his appraisal.

Bradley feasted his eyes on this young, nubile, willing girl.

She had well formed, medium-sized breasts, abs showing through the taut skin of her stomach, and a narrow waist that led to her pretty, firm ass. He took her in his arms, kissing her again with passion, and let his rough artist's hands run over her smooth skin. Down her sides to her hips, then around to squeeze her ripe bottom, and back up to tease the sides of her breasts.

He continued kissing her lips and neck while she feverishly started pulling at his shirt, tugging down his pants and finally, pulling him down on top of her and between her spread thighs. She didn't want preliminaries; she wanted this man to take her virginity.

Bradley held the head of his cock at her entrance, knowing that he was the first to enjoy this beautiful girl, and sank the length of his shaft deep into Alison, holding it there before slowing dragging it out to the tip, then plunged it in again, starting a deep slow pace that filled Alison literally and emotionally. Instead of focusing on the emotion of the moment, though, Alison focused on the sensations, marveling at how much more satisfying a man's cock was than an inanimate substitute.

Bradley, caught up in the eroticism and beauty of this virgin beneath him, pumped hard into her. He had fucked dozens and dozens of women and knew how to control himself and string out his own and his partners' pleasure.

He alternated hard thrusting, pounding against her vulnerable clit, with long slow grinding pace that had her pulling his hips into her harder and faster. The pressure against her clit, along with the fullness between her lips, made her approach orgasm faster than she had by her own means.

She panted, met his thrusts with her raised hips, and ground against him until she started climaxing hard. She was in the light of day, exposed naked in front of a man, and she responded with a low, loud, guttural groan that evidenced the first orgasm that had been given to her, instead of created through her own efforts.

She raised her hands against Bradley's chest to halt him, so that she could experience coming down off of her orgasm and settle in for more raw sex. Bradley held himself at her pulsing entrance and waited for her to be ready for more fucking.

Soon, she grabbed his hips to draw his cock into her again, but he rolled to his back and positioned Alison on top, so that his cock was still poised at her swollen entrance. Feeling in a position of more control, she pressed her hands onto Bradley's chest and lowered herself onto his shaft deeply until she felt fully engorged by every inch of this good-looking man.

She discovered that by being on top, she could control the pace of entry, and additionally, felt better able to grind her sensitive clit against Bradley's flat abdomen. She closed her eyes and forgot about everything except for the powerful sexual contact. For a long while, she didn't think about the person she was having this very intimate experience with, she purely concentrated on her own satisfaction.

Almost immediately, she found a perfect amount of pressure, the right angle and the perfect tempo to get herself off. She pounded up and down on top of Bradley until she came hard, stopped for a few minutes, then started again to grind out another rich climax.

Spent and breathing hard, she slumped onto Bradley's chest and rested her still throbbing pussy with Bradley's still very hard cock lodged deep inside her. Maybe two minutes passed before she collected herself, pushed her disheveled hair out from her face, and asked Bradley to please use her body like she had used his.

Bradley gently rolled Alison over onto her stomach and mounted her from behind, covering every inch of her sensitive body with his warm skin. She felt him pushing is erection into her spent pussy from behind. He fucked her hard with his thick cock, with Alison joyous in the knowledge that her body would soon draw out his orgasm.

Within a few moments, he pulled out and shot his warm come across her thighs and ass.

Alison thought about this first time, and the many other experiences she had for the first time with Bradley, followed by many nights with Maria, as she refocused her attentions back on the beautiful girl in front of her.

She moved behind Tabitha, still nuzzling her hair and neck as she undid the lowest buttons on Tabitha's blouse. She felt Tabitha's short breaths as she ran her hand along the exposed skin of her stomach. Tabitha knew that Alison's hands would be running over her nipples and the rest of her soon to be exposed body, and she was fluttering in anticipation. The next button was released and Alison's hands were feeling the sides of her hips and waist and teasing her ribs just beneath her encased breasts.

Alison finally opened her blouse fully and removed it, leaving Tabitha in her skirt and bra. Moving around to face Tabitha again, Alison kissed Tabitha's lips deeply and ran her hands down Tabitha's lean back, finding the clasp of her bra and releasing it. Tabitha wriggled the bra off and let it drop to the floor.

Alison pressed against Tabitha's bared breast and pulled her hips closer. Slowly, Alison unzipped Tabitha's skirt from the back and let it drop to the floor. leaving Tabitha fully naked in her arms.

Alison stepped back and took in the beauty of this body. Tabitha was athletic without being hard, feminine without being soft. Her full breasts were high on her chest, with hard nipples that pointed slightly upwards. To Alison's eyes she was perfectly proportioned, with long legs, gorgeous, flawless skin and radiating sensuality. And her ass was from heaven, small but rounded with a deep cleft and two of the cutest dimples at the top of each perfect little cheek. Alison giggled to herself that Tabitha could make a fortune as a stripper!

"I want to teach you everything," Alison murmured into Tabitha's ear.

Tabitha responded in her usual, plain manner, with only a nod.