Note: I decided to branch out in my writings. There will be more for my Fire in the Hole series, but I am also going to write about true experiences I've had. All my stories are based on actual happenings. Hope you like.
Jane moaned softly into her pillow as the pulsing of her clit became an insistent throb. Still half-asleep, her hand slid between her body and the mattress, working it's way between her spread thighs to her wet pussy. Raising her hips slightly, she slid a finger between the slick folds, running it up and down her hot slit. Her eyes flew open when the digit brushed against her hard clit and her hips immediately thrust down in an instinctive fucking motion. Soft whimpers escaped her parted lips as she bucked against her hand, slipping 2, then 3 fingers into her dripping cunt, her clit rubbing against the heel of her palm. Biting down on her lower lip, her body quivered then tensed as she felt her sex spasm around her fingers, hips jerking in short, sharp thrusts as she rode out her orgasm.
Gradually, her body relaxed and she slowly withdrew her fingers, turning onto her back as she did so, watching the silvery thread of cunt juice cling to its source for a moment, then let go, coating her fingers. Smiling, she rubbed the slippery fluid over one hard, pink nipple, then the other, coating both of them; then brought her fingers to her mouth, sucking the remaining liquid from the digits.
Laying back, reveling in the aftermath of her early morning orgasm, Jane chuckled at herself. Here she was, a single, 38 year old woman waking up with a sopping wet pussy. A shiver of excitement ran through her as she thought of the reason. Today was the day she met Katie.
Jane and Katie had met on line a few years earlier. Jane posted stories regularly to a fantasy RPG board and Katie was a "fan". They had started off corresponding by email – Katie making the first contact, telling Jane how much she loved her writing and wondering what would happen next to the characters, and Jane thanking her and telling her she'd have to wait for the next chapter.
As often happens in these situations, despite the difference in their ages, talk eventually drifted from the stories to each other. What did the other one look like? How old were they? Where did they live, etc.?
It turned out that Jane lived only a few hours drive away from Katie – albeit in another country. That's the way it was, though, living near the Canada-US border. Citizens of each country would often hop in the car on a Saturday and take a trip "across the river", as they called it, hoping to take advantage of the rate of exchange, cheap gas, and other "bargains" found only in each other's country.
Their discussions over the years went from asking general questions to Katie asking Jane about sex, boys and growing up. Kind of like having a younger sister, Jane thought. Eventually, they told each other, they would have to meet in person.
One day, Katie confided to Jane that, while still a virgin (having only ever kissed a boy once), she was very curious about women. Katie already knew that Jane was bisexual, so she felt no discomfort asking the older woman about it. They had exchanged photos prior to this and both thought the other attractive. As Katie asked Jane questions about what it was like to be with another woman and Jane replied, both women found themselves becoming aroused and admitting their mutual attraction to each other.
Katie, at 18, was tall – well, taller than Jane, anyway. Her young frame was slender with small, high breasts and long legs. Her penchant for wearing long skirts and tight tops accentuated the sexy young body, instead of hiding it as she intended. Her long chestnut hair was thick and wavy and framed her pretty face.
Jane was 5'2" and had a curvy build. Not model-skinny, but no true fat either. Only soft, lush curves that cried out to be caressed. Despite her age, her breasts were still fairly firm and her legs and ass were lightly rounded. Looking at Jane, most people placed her closer to 30 than to the 40 she was almost was, her long red hair setting off her fair skin and green eyes.
One day, as they chatted on line, Jane suggested to Katie that, as they both had time off during the coming week, they meet up and hang out for a day. She chose her words carefully, not wanting Katie to think her suggestion to be anything but harmless. While the thought of being able to seduce and finally bed this sweet, young teen aroused Jane to no end, she also genuinely liked Katie and found her to be a good friend – far more mature than her 18 years – and her suggestion truly was a willingness to meet her friend. Should she luck out and end up getting this hot teen naked, that would just be a bonus.
As they discussed when and where they'd meet, Jane made sure that Katie knew she was going to meet her for her…not to try to seduce her. Katie assured Jane she knew that and, while she was very nervous, she still wanted to meet. Jane concurred but warned Katie that she wouldn't make any kind of move unless Katie had given her some sort of signal that she wanted things to progress further.
Which brought Jane back to this morning. She had already packed a small bag – mostly a change of clothes, money, toothbrush, etc. – the night before. Keeping optimistic that things would go as she hoped and she'd get this hot little teen naked and writhing, Jane added her 8" life-like dildo to the bag, picturing Katie with her legs spread, moaning as Jane rubbed the fake dick up and down her young snatch. Her nipples hardened with the thought and Jane added a double dildo, and then quickly closed the bag. She still had to have her shower and then drive 2 hours. Time enough later for playing, no matter what actually happened.
As Katie still lived with her parents, they had agreed to meet at an ice cream parlour nearby. Jane was to call Katie once she had arrived. The call made, Jane got out of her car and stretched her legs. The early summer sun was a warm caress against her bared shoulders. She could tell the day was going to be very hot. The DJ on the radio confirmed her suspicions when he took the requisite break from "all-day music" to give a quick update on news, weather and traffic.
Looking up and down the street for a figure that resembled the young girl in the photo on her computer, Jane rested her shapely ass on the hood of her car, the metal warming the soft flesh through her jeans. She was glad she'd worn a tube top.
Suddenly, there was Katie, smiling shyly at her. "Hi, Jane," Katie said. Jane almost died as she came face to face with the teen – her picture didn't do her justice, she was gorgeous – not a model-type beauty but a sensual beauty that radiated an inner sexuality simmering just below the surface. What made her even more attractive was that the young girl, apparently, was unaware of this. Jane felt her clit throb and her nipples harden in response to this invisible aura. She smiled at Katie and sent out a silent wish that things would go as she hoped.
"Hi, yourself," Jane smiled, her tone the same as if greeting an old friend, wanting to put the young teen at ease. "So, did you want to go in for an ice cream or was there somewhere else you wanted to go?"
