If you're under eighteen, or are turned off by two beautiful women in hot sexual contact, stop reading here. Otherwise, enjoy!
French Kissing the Babysitter--Part One (The Literotica Version)
Well-developed even for her age of eighteen, Donna had a body that reflected the cheerleader she had been last year in high school. Long, blonde hair, large blue eyes, full, pouty lips, a truly beautiful girl. But her body was what she was most proud of. She worked out at the gym as often as possible, creating a tight upper body that supported full, 34C breasts. They were set off by her tiny waist, washboard abs that pouted above her usual skimpy belly shirt, and rather full, round yet very firm ass. Her legs were slender, but the thighs muscular and almost always encased in skin-tight jeans or miniskirt. She particularly liked to wear the latest stretch hip-hugging bellbottoms and platform shoes that the teen-aged girls her age were wearing, with tiny belly tank tops. Platform boots helped accentuate her legs and ass, and drew the most admiring stares. Donna's clothes were always perfectly picked for the day, as revealing as possible, and always to show off her sexy young body. When she was in the mall with her girlfriends, she always noticed the boys--and some girls--eyeing her with more than idle interest. She knew they were playing fantasies out in their minds as she swayed by in her sexiest walk.
She had had several boyfriends, but they were starting to bore her. They all had the same technique, very tiring. Her eye was beginning to wander to the female bodies she noticed in the mall, at the movies and at the dance clubs she frequented. It had started with just checking out what her girlfriends were wearing to more detailed interest. Focusing on the supple movement of asses under tight jeans, short skirts and wondering how a cheek would feel to her hand. Looking for a stray nipple through a sheer blouse and thinking about how it would harden to her tongue. Watching for an attractive, sexy girl to lick her moist lips and imagining what it might be like to press her lips against another girl's. Nothing had happened yet with another girl, but she felt she was ripe for the moment. She would fantasize about one or two of the girls at school on the squad, or perhaps a saleslady at one of the clothing stores. She just sensed the moment was drawing near for that magically erotic experience.
Donna had been babysitting for the Fornetti family over a year, since she her last year at high school, to make some money to eventually go to community college. John Fornetti was always on business trips out of town, and his wife Angie was always involved in some social occasion and going out until late at night. Angie Fornetti was a stunning brunette with dark, sensual Italian features. Beautiful, flaming green eyes, abundant dark brown hair, thick and pouty Mediterranean lips. She always wore quite a bit of makeup when she went out and was proud of her long, perfectly manicured blood-red fingernails. For a woman in her late thirties, Angie's body was incredible! Perhaps 36D tits, wasp-like waist, tight, full ass cheeks. Her clothes were what Donna thought she'd eventually be wearing when she got to Angie's age. She tended to wear tight, form-fitting leather jeans, tank tops, short, tight skirts. Even just around the house when Donna was over, Angie's jeans or shorts were usually tight and sexy. Always in either high heel stilettos or boots, Angie turned many heads--including Donna's. Over the last few months, the young girl was beginning to admit the older woman into her fantasies while bringing herself off at home alone.
Angie and John had a couple of young children, who went to bed early, so the night was usually left up to Donna until Angie came home. In the first few weeks, Donna did the standard watching TV or reading. However, in time, she began to get curious about Angie's private world and would go through her lingerie drawer and fondle various silk panties and bras. Eventually, she would put the panties to her nose and inhale the clean, slightly musky odor at the crotch. It helped add to the intensity of her beginning fantasies about the dark older woman. After a few months, she finally began to explore the Fornetti's computer which, was, oddly enough, set up at a small desk in the bedroom. Angie easily manipulated the programming until she got to a personal document file under Angie's initials and found that she actually wrote sex stories for the internet!
Being curious about sex in general and really curious about Angie Fornetti's sexuality in particular, Donna was just dying to get into her computer and check out her secret sex files. The young girl was more then curious--she was terribly and extremely excited to see them. Donna knew she wrote stories about sex, but thought they would be pretty tame stuff. What she read, however, she couldn't believe. Donna couldn't believe all the things she was reading about this sexy older woman! They were very hard core lesbian! So dirty, such filth! She was into kinky S&M! Angie liked to be dominated, most of all by women--she liked to have her tits slapped! What a whore! And worst of all some of the things were so HOT! Angie was one hot bitch! For some reason the idea of this gorgeous older woman being kind of slutty and definitely kinky really turned Donna on. A lot! The high school girl would sit at the screen reading Angie's personal stories and fantasies and get incredibly horny. Donna started masturbating to her stories. It was very strange, because it was in the woman's bedroom. Her bedroom was like a part of her. It was like Donna was masturbating in front of the older woman. It was almost like having sex with the woman! The girl would read about all the sexy things she did, how she sucked some woman's pussy and then thanked her for the privilege or drink her pee. Donna would pretend she was the woman, her Mistress, and Angie was her precious little obedient slave. That would really turn the girl on. The idea of controlling and dominating the sexy older woman was intoxicating. And not just controlling her, that would be cool in itself but controlling her sexually, making her a sex slave! Most of her stories are about female to female domination with her as the slave, so Donna created a fantasy world with herself as Angie's dominatrix!
After discovering these stories and reading them for a few weekends, Donna started noticing Angie very differently. The girl would imagine her in the sex acts she described. When Donna looked at the woman, she saw her on her knees satisfying a woman with her mouth. When Angie greeted her at the door for a babysitting night and got ready for her night out, Donna started actually checking out her ass and huge jutting tits. Looking at her breasts, sizing her up, watching her full lips as she wetted them with her tongue, Donna could taste them. The girl couldn't help but fantasizing about the voluptuous older woman. The more she read about her on the computer, the more Donna thought about her. Donna had the hots for Angie! The sexy young cheerleader would stare at the woman's tight ass and think how pretty it looked. She would wonder what it would be like to touch it and rub her face against it and kiss it. To pry open those cheeks, bury her nose in the crack and take a long, sexy smell at the woman's asshole. Donna started to develop a passionate crush on Angie Fernetti! Donna would fantasize about being Angie's girlfriend and kissing her, seeing her naked, what her pussy looked like and tasting it. Perhaps going out on a date with her to the movies, holding hands, necking in the back of the theater. On one hand, the torrid sexual thrill of lesbian dominance, on the other a romantic picture of two girlfriends on a date. She couldn't get the woman out of her head!
Finally, Donna decided that she wanted the older woman to be her bitch. She knew the buxom brunette was a sub lesbian slut and wanted her for herself. Needless to say, it became awkward around Angie when she came over to baby-sit.
Donna decided if at all possible to seduce the older woman! If the woman was as big a slut as she portrayed herself in her stories it was going to be easy. But she didn't dare just put the moves on her. What if she was turned off? Then things would really be awful between them. And what if her husband found out? So she decided to go very slowly. Donna had to figure out how to seduce this sexy, gorgeous female! The teenager decided to work all her girlish charms on this woman.
That Friday night, instead of her usual tight jeans, she wore skin-tight jean short-shorts that were cut off unusually high on the thigh to almost reveal the dark blonde hairs from her cunt. She didn't wear panties, just in case. And knee-high black leather platform boots to accentuate her ass. She also decided to put on a real sexy tank top belly shirt, revealing her pouty pierced naval. It was very cute in pretty aqua blue--very tight along the bust line to create as much cleavage as possible. She put on an extra coat of glossy red lipstick as well, just to bring out the fullness of her moist, sensual lips.
Before leaving her bedroom for the Fornetti's house, Donna checked herself in the mirror. She was gorgeous--hell, she'd have fucked herself! She made sure she got to the Fornetti's house nice and early.
