We both sat on the bed. I put my arm around her shoulders to comfort her. I felt bad she was so upset and wanted to do anything to calm her nerves. She put her arm around my waist and leaned in to do a sideways hug, her head resting on my boobs.
She told me how thankful she was that I was there. I felt good knowing I am helping. We hugged for a few minutes.
I reached over, grabbing a tissue. I dapped her eyes and told her it was going to be OK. I was there for her. I still didn't understand why she got so upset in the first place. It was just a cock in the alley for Pete's sake.
She is so thankful and told me she appreciates my helping her. I feel good and it seems like she was calming down.
She told me she was glad it was me to take her home. She admitted she admired me from afar and thought I was cute. I told her I was glad I was able to help her. I felt bad for what happened, and I told her I thought she was cute too.
She looked into my eyes, smiled, leaned in, and kissed me. This was unexpected. It took me by surprise. I have never been kissed by a girl before. It was wet, warm, and soft, and lasted a few seconds.
We continued kissing. I felt her tongue in my mouth. I reciprocated. I could not believe I was making out with a girl, and I liked it!
As we were kissing, I felt her hand on my thigh and moving up into my skirt. I moved my legs apart. Is she going there, I thought.
Her fingers touched my pussy, and she pulled back. She stopped kissing me, looked at me, and said, "You don't have any panties on?"
Smiling, I said, "No, I do not."
She bit her bottom lip and sheepishly asked, "Can I touch you there?"
I could not believe what was happening. I did not know she even wanted to. I was so horny, and my pussy was so hot and wet. I needed it touched. I softly said, "Yes." as I started French kissing her again.