Anna was a bright young woman who had just turned 18. Her father died in a car accident when she was a young child, leaving her mother to raise her alone. The two of them look like best friends. Anna regarded having such a close relationship with her mother as a blessing. The tragic event in their lives strengthened their relationship. They spoke about everything and never kept anything from one another. Even her friends envied the mother-daughter bond they had.
Anna's mother had been noticing changes in her young daughter for a few months; Anna had inherited her 32DD bra size, but had a more chiselled and firmer butt from working out at the gym. She even imagined the day when Anna would overcome her shyness and gain confidence in herself.
"She is going to break some hearts."
Anna had been single for a year now, with no boyfriend and no wish to have one, and did not see the purpose of it. Having a boyfriend was more to fit in with her friends; boys did not draw her to them in any way. The only thing she ever hid from her mother was how embarrassed she felt about not wanting to be touched or engage in sexual activity with a man. The inexperienced Anna reasoned to herself that she wasn't ready for that kind of relationship and continued living her own life.
Today, she decided it was time to update her wardrobe, particularly her lingerie. Her mother had told her several times and was becoming increasingly insistent that she was too old to wear such underwear, recalling what her mother had told her the day before.
"Those are for children, darling; you are a woman now, and a gorgeous one. You should get the underwear that I have. Trust me, they make you look sexy, and men love them."
Anna had no intention of replacing them to appease men; instead, she wanted to imitate her friends, who she had observed were wearing the same underwear as her mother's and thought it looked sexy on them. On that Saturday, she arrived at the mall early. In addition, she was the only customer in the store.
She was browsing the aisle when she heard someone talking to her.
"Can I help you, maybe?"
"Yes, I am looking to update my entire wardrobe, including dresses, tops, and lingerie," Anna explained.
"Yes, please allow me to take your measurements, and I will be there in no time. Oh, one more question: Is there any budget limitation?"
"No, anything you can think of will work for me."
In fact, Anna could have bought the entire shop if she wanted it. When her dad passed away, her mother and she received a large sum of money. Her mother was at the top of her father's company now and had run it for many years. The only downside was that her mother had to travel to multiple states and abroad for business. Anna found it difficult at first, but she had grown accustomed to it by this point.
Anna was nervous as the shop assistant prepared to take her measurements. She was professional but friendly, and she could not help but feel a bit at ease in her presence. Then she asked her one more question.
"What colours do you prefer?" she asked.
Anna hesitated before answering. She was not sure what to say. She had always been a fan of black and white, but lately she felt like she wanted to try something different. After much thought, she finally replied that she was looking for bright colours, blues, greens, and yellows, anything that would make her stand out from the crowd. The shop assistant smiled and said that she could work with that. Anna watched as the shop assistant went about measuring. A few minutes later, the girl was back with a trolley full of clothes and lingerie.
" My name is Vanessa. "Why don't we go to the dressing room and try on some of those items?"
"I am Anna, and you have fantastic taste. Everything is lovely and very sexy."
"Well, picking them up was simple. You look so beautiful and sexy yourself."
Anna could not stop herself from blushing at the compliment.
"Oh, and you look so cute now, blushing like that." Vanessa said, smiling at Anna.
Her cheeks turned an even brighter shade of pink. She caught Vanessa's eyes and smiled before heading to the dressing room. She could feel Vanessa's hand on her back as they walked, and she could smell the perfume. It was a mix of jasmine and vanilla, and it was the perfect scent for the girl.
The door to the dressing room was open, and Vanessa smiled as she walked in, pulling Anna closer with her. Anna could feel Vanessa's lips touch hers, and she could not help but moan in delight. Vanessa began kissing her neck, her tongue descending to her breasts. Anna wailed more than she pressed up against Vanessa. Their tongues brushed once more, a playful exploration of one another's mouths. As they kissed, Vanessa's hands slid down Vanessa's body, feeling every crevice. They parted ways after smiling at each other. When Anna felt herself becoming wet, she realized she wanted more.
She had never felt that kind of excitement before when kissing boys. The kissing with her was just so tender, erotic, and passionate, and she just loved it, surprised at first but also eager to respond to those kisses pressing against Vanessa, sending waves of excitement between her legs as their breasts touched. Vanessa turned Anna around to face the mirror; even when self-masturbating at night, she had never felt so ecstatic in her entire life. She also appeared stunning, and Vanessa was aware of how much she looked better.
