Fresh out of the tub, Ashley stopped in front of the full-length mirror. The eighteen-year-old virgin let her towel fall to the floor. With her svelte-slender figure and golden hair, Ashley resembled Taylor S.. She caressed her budding breasts and kissed her glass lips. "Touch it," she whispered.
Ashley watched the girl in the mirror, as she massaged between her legs and felt the smoothness of her shaved pussy. She saw two fingers scissor her protruding clit. "Play with it, Ashley. I know you want to." The tender teenager circled her hand over the inflamed fleshy folds of her pussy. "Go on--Put your fingers inside and make it feel good."
The young girl bent her knees and slid a long skinny finger into her pink slit. She shivered at entry and moaned as she teased her hot spot within. Her pussy drooled and slurped on her probing finger. Ashley watched her juices run down her legs to the floor. "You are so bad. Your pussy wants played with too much. You need to make it come, again, don't you?" She degraded herself, before her expression changed in the mirror to one of dire need.
"Yes, I do. Please, do not make me stop. I must do it," Ashley pleaded, as she added another finger into her frothing vagina. "Please? I will let you do those naughty things to my pussy that you like to do, and I promise not to tell. I will undress and play myself in front of your friends. They can tease and touch me all over, too. Please? I shaved my pussy nice and smooth especially for you. I put my hair in pigtails per your request. I have been an obedient girl and did whatever you told me to do. I need to make it come. Please, let me. Oh, I cannot stop, now," she panted and her thighs quivered as she shook in an orgasm. "Yes! I'm coming!" she screamed. Her knees buckled, and Ashley slid down the mirror into a puddle on the floor. That was after a nice long-lasting episode a moment ago while splashing in her hot bath.
Ashley was always self-conscious about her appearance. She had a slight overbite and adolescent acne, was pale thin and tall for her age. Her tits were just two puffy nips. She had friends but was more of a loner, and relationships with boys were never her ambition. Ashley felt more of an attraction toward other girls. She once had a crush on an oriental girl who rode the bus with her, but nothing more than holding hands, a little petting, and parting kisses ever happened. Ashley's mother ended their short relationship when she started driving her to school. Ashley thought her love affair with Kao was the reason for the change. She felt guilt and immersed her thoughts in her studies. Ashley tried not to think of sex and never allowed herself to masturbate. That abstinence ended when the African-American, single mom and her twelve-year-old daughter moved in next door.
Jill Baxter felt an immediate attraction to Ashley, when the blonde teenager and her mother stopped by with a welcome basket. The twenty-eight-year-old divorcee and financier asked if Ashley could help with babysitting her daughter, Shauna. She called for Ashley's services, but Jill stayed home with the two young girls. She wanted to see that they were compatible. Ashley helped Shauna with her homework, and they danced to hip-hop in her room. Jill adored the company of the string-bean teen from next door. The lonely-raven mother also fancied her naked and wanted to take advantage of her innocence. She wanted to have a lesbian affair and hoped that Ashley felt the same Sapphic desires.
The three girls were having fun in just comfy tee shirts and panties. Ashley braided Shauna's hair with pearls, while Jill brushed Ashley's long yellow strands. They made popcorn and sat together on the couch, as they watched a romantic movie. Shauna propped herself up against Ashley's one side and Jill sat close to her other. They intertwined arms and fed each other popcorn. Jill lit a candle, before she reached and turned off the light.
It was during a love scene, when Jill touched Ashley's leg and ran her hand along the girl's warm skin. Cautious of spooking her prey, the lioness waited several anxious minutes, before her meticulous fingers caressed the inside of the babysitter's trembling thigh. To her delight, Ashley responded with her ivory leg draped over Jill's adjacent brown knee. She sat open and receptive to the anticipated pleasure of Jill's exploring hand. The lust-driven mother massaged the teen's thigh to within inches from the frilly edge of her panty. It took all of Jill's willpower to hold herself back from touching the sweet-young neighbor's warm pussy. She kissed Ashley on the cheek, before she said it was way past Shauna's bedtime and sent her reluctant daughter to bed. The ladies then made tea and got cozy on the couch. Ashley cuddled with the decade-older, black female, while they chatted about romance and sex.
Jill asked if she had a boyfriend. Ashley confided that she was not much interested in boys and not ashamed to say that she never had intercourse. Jill said that she gave up on men after her divorce. The single mom hoped that Ashley had feelings for her, when she could not resist the temptation and leaned to kiss the babysitter. Ashley did not back away and closed her eyes for a passionate kiss, then another one longer while embraced. Jill desired to make love with the teenager, but she put a finger to Ashley's puckered lips. She said to hold that pose, for she first had to be sure that twelve-year-old Shauna slept soundly in her room. She went to check on her daughter and came back with two small vibrators wrapped in a towel. She had the sex toys hidden behind her back and tucked them under a pillow on the couch.
Jill asked, out of curiosity, if the eighteen-year-old enjoyed touching herself and how often did she masturbate. Jill saw that she embarrassed Ashley, and she comforted the precious teenager with a hug. She kissed her forehead and said that it was all right to talk about it. Ashley professed that she refrained from playing with herself. She said that she did not how to have an orgasm. She tried, but it felt funny inside and it scared her. Jill said there was nothing to be afraid of, and maybe Ashley should try doing it, again. The black woman also admitted that she played with her own pussy, everyday. They both laughed when Jill said that girls named the art of 'Jillin' after her.
Ashley listened more, as Jill described methods and toys used in her self-pleasuring. That she stayed in orgasmic bliss while reading erotic stories about lesbian love. Jill massaged the naive teen's thigh, while she talked of how a woman can satisfy another woman's needs. How she can please her lover with her fingers and mouth. Ashley bit on nervous nails while engrossed in the erotic conversation.
Jill's dark-skin hand inched closer to the babysitter's moist pussy. A wet spot formed at the crotch of her panty, and her hot cunt exuded the sweet heady scent of a young girl's excitement. Jill brushed the bangs from Ashley's blushing face, as she explained that a woman could have an orgasm many times with a dildo inside of her pussy while rubbing a vibrator over her clit. Ashley opened her legs wide and raised her hip to Jill's massaging hand. The lesbian panther readied to pounce on her vulnerable prey. She knew that Ashley was aching to be touched, as she revealed the two small vibrators.