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I opened her bedroom door up completely, saw her hyper ventilating, and I strolled right to her. “Stella, you can’t be so nervous, he’s just a guy. He won’t bite you, unless you ask him to,” I chuckled. “Just go on your date and whatever happens, happens, you know what I mean?” We both laughed, and I sat on her left side. “I don’t think I’m ready yet, it is just not the right timing. Fuck, I don’t know,” she told me, aiming her head down and dispensing tears. My right arm swung up, went over her neck and leaned off her right shoulder. “Push yourself and you’ll be happy with the results. You’ll have someone else to be with, maybe even someone that loves you,” I told her, bringing her face towards mine. Our arms went around each other, and I felt her heart strings vibrating. Then we released each other as our heads were a couple feet from each other. “Besides, you need to get laid. I know a cock hasn’t slithered inside you in over a year now. I’m not even sure that is legal.” Her hands rose, and she smiled as her face aimed straight. “I know, but that’s something else I’m worried about. I can’t fuck a guy I barely know. What if I do or say the wrong thing and fuck everything up? I’ve been benched for so long, I’m not too sure I’ll even get a bunt,” she explained, dropping them to her lap. My eyes got view of her twitching, crying and breathing as if she was on a respirator. My right hand made its way right onto her leg. “How about someone you already know does something for you to get your confidence back? A person you’ve already seen naked, given dating advice to and would love to fulfill your needs only because they love you?” Her eyebrows rose as she looked my way. “Who are you talking about?” A lusty smile appeared on my face and my hand massaged her leg. I leaned in closer to her. “Stella, everyone needs sex, because it relives stress and is just apart of life. Let your step daughter help you kill that stress before it kills your sexual drive,” I explained just before I kissed her. I lay down on the bed and her eyes looked at my entire body from my brown hair atop my head, all the way down to my toe nails, which were painted pink at the time. Then they wandered back up to my black tank top which was doing a second-rate job of covering my decent sized boobs. Her eyes were glued to my crack and I inched closer to her. “Feel them, if you want,” I offered her. Her hands unhurriedly floated towards my tits, but stopped a mere five inches away. “Let yourself have me, Stella. Even though we’re both women and it is taboo, I know I can still make you feel like a whole new woman before your date,” I made clear, just before my hands seized her’s and transported them to my breasts. As she felt them, her eyes widened and her head backed away. Her hands shook on them for about thirty seconds as she kept hyper ventilating. “No, sweetie, this is too weird. You are always gonna be my step daughter,” she said, tugging her hands away from my boobs. I seized her hands once again. “Don’t worry, they will not bite,” I told her, bringing her hands back to my breasts. “Let your panties get wet with your slick pussy juice. Maybe it’ll be for just sexual reasons, but trust me, you will love it. Now kiss me,” I suggested, leaning towards her slightly. She reluctantly leaned over towards me too. “I love you and hate you so much right now,” she mentioned, just before her lips pressed onto mine. We kissed for about five seconds and her lips slowly came off mine. I felt my sexual juices beginning to boil. A smile came across her face. “That was weird, but I liked it,” she told me, looking at my body again. “Can we do it again?” I pulled her on top of me and a make out session commenced as we wrapped our arms around each other. It lasted for over a minute, but then her lips abandoned mine. “Sorry, I can’t do this,” she protested, Maltepe Escort getting off me. “It’s just unnatural,” she said, as her feet met the floor and she walked five feet towards the closet. I got up off the bed. “You aren’t cheating, my dad passed away three years ago. I’m eighteen now, so you have nothing to worry about,” I made clear, before I started walking towards her. “You know I’ll do anything for you, Stella. I love you,” I wrote in stone, as I grasped her hand. No words dropped from her mouth for a minute as her head slanted straight down at my feet. Her hands jiggled a bit as her face came back up. I put my hand out to her. She took it. “Okay, I’m gonna trust you,” she let me know, right before we ambled back to the bed. “Come on, let’s get started and see where it takes us,” I suggested, falling onto the bed, back first. She clambered onto the bed and lied down on the left side of me on her back. Sweat poured down from her head as her eyes continued to tour my body. I delivered a single kiss on her cheek. “Feel free to undress me, Stella. We both know you are dying to, regardless of what your mind is saying.” She leaned up and looked at me. “Are you sure this won’t screw up our relationship? We’re already eight years deep into it and we live together. You know what I mean?” My facial muscles worked to display a smile. “Ah, Stella, we are more like girlfriends, only you are a little over twenty years older than me. I think our relationship has only soared since we’ve been alone and remember how you gave me a vibrator for my last birthday? So our relationship is rock solid, it’ll survive one night of experimentation.” She bit her lips with her eyes on me. “I hope you are right, I don’t want to lose you,” she muttered, climbing down towards my shorts. “You won’t, I promise.” She unbuttoned them and pulled them down. She took a look at my thong. “Isn’t that my thong?” My cheeks painted themselves red and then she took my shorts and thong off completely. She held up the thong in front of her and examined it. “You are so lucky you are my step daughter,” she warned me, just before she threw it on the floor. “I won’t keep that in mind,” I confessed, leaning up. Her hands slipped down to the bottom of my tank top and yanked it off me. She examined my bra too. “Is that my bra, Tiffany?” My hands floated to my tits. “No, we both just have about the same size and sexy taste in unmentionables. Why don’t you take it off me?” I wondered, spreading out my legs. Her hands wandered onto my back, took off my bra and took a look at it. “See, there is no way that would fit your big boobs.” My boobs caught her eyes and she cheesed. “You are beautiful, your mom must have been a model,” she commended me, checking out my tits and cherry and dropping my bra. My hands grasped the bottom of her shirt. “Thank you,” I said, ripping off her shirt. My eyes took an extensive tour of the front of her. “You are ravishing, you are like an angel with big boobs, a flat stomach and a wonderful butt too. Seriously, Stella, you put super models to shame,” I told her, putting my hands on her back and undoing her bra as well. After it fell off her, we glared at each other’s boobs. “Come on, feel them, Stella. Remember, we are just girlfriends.” Her hands slowly began the journey to my tits as her teeth bit down on her bottom lip. When they made it a mere six inches away, they halted. “Reluctant, but hot lady, stop fighting your sexual needs,” I ordered her, delivering her hands to my breasts again. I put my palms onto her big breasts and both of our mouths opened widely. We both just eyeballed each other’s hand covered breasts for a minute as heavy breathing and jack-hammering heartbeats took place. The bed shook and her feet rapidly tapped the floor. “I never felt another lady’s Maltepe Escort Bayan bare tits before, but I’m loving my first time. These are perfect, Stella,” I told her, moving my hands from side to side and feeling her nipples moving with them. “Thank you and you have some nice ones here,” she muttered, bringing her head closer. “You should be in the Victoria’s Secret catalogs. Then you’d see that store completely full with jealous women,” she commended me, as we nearly devoured each other’s tits, rubbing them in full 360 degree motions. “We should both be in there, that would sell unmentionables to guys too. A step mother and daughter duo would be dynamite and everyone single person that saw us would drool.” We massaged each other for a few minutes and eventually, her body stopped vibrating and her breathing habits got under control. “So, Stella, have I made you feel safe and secure enough so we can make each other feel really good physically? We both know you are stalling, but I still love you.” A few more tears were shed by her, and then she tore her hands from my tits. “I’m sorry, I know I’ve seen you naked a couple times when you were seventeen, but sex is just different. I hope you understand,” she claimed me, getting up. “I understand,” I replied, standing up with her. “My bottom line is that you have to let go of your moral and personal restrictions. Everyone has those feelings, but you need to overcome them. You need to try a little wrong to get a lot right.” She grabbed onto my right hand with both of her hands. “It may actually screw up not only our relationship, but our friendship. As you said, we are girlfriends. I’m forty-one now, and I don’t wanna start from scratch with someone else,” she explained, leaning her head down. My hands brought her head right back up. “Please, don’t make me beg you, Stella. You are standing in front of your best friend in the world and I’ll stand by you through thick and thin. Let me, let you feel good. That includes a little lesbian action, what do you say?” I asked, just before I kissed her again. She took my hand and sat back down. “I love you too, but you are evil,” she made clear, as she lied down. I got onto the bed with her, our hands parted and mine made the journey towards her crotch. I undid her pants and slowly pulled them down exposing her purple thong as her head looked towards the ceiling. “Sexy, Stella, his cock will be harder than a diamond,” I made clear, as my hands wrapped around the straps of her thong. “He’ll shoot his load even before you rip his pants off.” She just looked over at me, but not a word was spoken. Her heavy breathing, a constant body shake and the emotions I saw in her eyes prevented her from speaking. “I’m too good to pass up, because you really needed to get laid, Stella. Am I right?” I pondered, pulling down her thong. “Besides, you think I’m sexy and you love me, so it is not a fair fight,” I told her, throwing the thong on the floor. I examined her pussy, as it was shaved and had sexy lips. I put two fingers from my right hand on her them and rubbed them slowly from left to right and back again several times. “Oh, that’s good,” she moaned, with her body still vibrating. “Don’t stop.” Two of my fingers slid inside of her slit, so she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. I positioned myself onto my stomach and put my face right above her pussy. Then my fingers began thrusting. “Oh, Tiffany, you must really love your step mom,” she let me know, as her hands grabbed onto the sheets. “You haven’t seen anything yet,” I wrote in stone, just before my head leaned down casually towards her twat. “Just remember who is the best step daughter is,” I reminded her, just before I stuck my tongue onto her slit. She immediately began moving around as if she was in shock even Escort Maltepe as my tongue gave it a small lick. “This is brand new to me, I actually wanted to try it for myself. It’s a bonus I get to try it on you. I don’t wanna go too far, too fast, so let me know if you get completely uncomfortable.” “Tiffany, I’m sold, get your slick tongue in there or you are grounded,” she laughed, looking towards me. “I’ll fuck you with my tongue so much, you won’t have any cum left for him,” I declared, as I spread out her pussy lips a little bit and stuck my tongue in there. “Oh shit!” she screamed, motioning her legs back and forth. I began moving my tongue around in a circle inside her pussy and her juice flowed out as the trigger was tugged on slightly. “Just like that, my sweet angel. That feels so freaking good, are you sure you haven’t eaten pussy before?” “Nope, and I’m just gonna fuck you how I’d want to be fucked.” I spread out her pussy lips as far as they would go and continued my quest to make her have an orgasm. All of her juices from her pussy flowed into my mouth, I didn’t love it, but I was happy it was making her feel good. As I saw her moving around from the pleasure and heard her moaning, my heart bloomed. “Are you gonna give me more juice, Stella? You need some practice shooting your cum and once you perfect it, he’ll be eating out of your hands.” My tongue jammed back in between her pussy lips and I reached up to her glorious tits. I placed a firm grip right onto them as my tongue was hard at work. It moved up, down, sideways and went in deeper as my pussy eating session progressed. It seemed impossible for her to look back at me though. “Yes, you are gonna get all of my cum, Tiffany. Just please don’t stop now, I need you to finish the job,” she moaned, with her hands flying onto my head. My fingers from each hand arrived on both sides of both of her nipples and pinched them. Her body clenched up and torso rose up slightly. My face followed her in efforts to keep fucking her. “Damn, Stella, keep calm.” “No!” she yelled, moving around speedily. A challenge was given by her and accepted by me. I did my best to keep up with her and pleasure her as she was physically unable to keep still. Memories of her being a great step mother to me just entered my mind, and I became certain to make her know how much I loved her. “Zip around all you want, I’ll get you off or die trying.” Although, after another minute, she stopped and her hands nuzzled my head. “Oh, Tiffany, you’ve awaken my sexual lesbian side and now you’ve also proven how much you love me. So call me ‘bitch’, will you please?” “Okay, bitch,” I laughed, just before my tongue continued to search for her all important g-spot, but the journey seemed to be more rewarding than actually finding it. I saw her twitching dealing with a lot of pleasure, but she also then she gave me some loving eyes. Those eyes I only received from her a small number of special occasions, as single tears flowed out from each eye. “I fucking love you more than I hate Justin Beiber, and you know how annoyed I get when his bullshit gets reported. I’m so glad that duchebag got roasted,” she laughed. “Well, I love you just as much as I loved my biological mom, so this was all for me too, bitch,” I said, as my heart burgeoned and the love flowed out from both of us nonstop. “Don’t hog all the pleasure.” Her hands grabbed onto my shoulders, she pulled me to her and put her lips onto mine. “You mean everything to me, Tiffany. Please don’t ever leave me,” she pleaded, just before she kissed me again. “I wouldn’t dream of it,” I let her know before I climbed back down. My head zipped back down to her crotch. My fingers and tongue jetted back into her cherry and her hands reached back up above her head. I saw her head moving from side to side multiple times right in between her arms and I felt her heels hitting the bed multiple times too. A few tears of my own began to stream down my face when I felt her body clench up. “Fuck, I love you, I love you, Tiffany!” she screamed, waving her arms around up in the air. My eyes stayed on her as my tongue rubbed onto her labia.
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