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“Honestly, I don’t know what you ever saw in him.”
“Says the girl who’s never had a boyfriend in her life.”
“So? He dumped you six months ago, Leighton; you’ve been mopey about it since the day we started shooting.”
Leighton Meester looked up at her co-star, Taylor Momsen, and sighed. There was no way that Taylor could know what she was going through; she was so young, and so naïve, and so… Leighton couldn’t even think of any other words to express how little knowledge she believed Taylor to have.
“She can’t even see what she looks like,” Leighton thought to herself, mentally chiding the younger girl. Even though shooting had wrapped up hours ago, Taylor was still wearing her schoolgirl costume from the show; Leighton had changed into a more casual (and sensible) outfit consisting of a red t-shirt and comfortable blue jeans.
“You just don’t get it, Mommy,” Leighton said, putting sarcastic emphasis on the nickname by which Taylor liked to be called. “Of course, it’s not surprising that you’re not old enough to appreciate the things a guy can do for you. What are you, seven?”
“I will have you know,” Taylor replied, feigning indignation, “That I am fifteen, and that I know EXACTLY what kinds of things a guy can do. For example:” Without another word, Taylor walked behind the couch Leighton was sitting cross-legged on and started massaging her co-star’s neck.
“Taylor, what are you doi-oh, that’s nice…” Leighton cocked her head to the side, letting Taylor work on a tight spot in her neck. Taylor got down on her knees behind the couch to get a better angle.
Leighton closed her eyes, relaxing and letting Taylor work. The young blonde’s hands were rubbing out all of her tension, making her feel more relaxed and comfortable in her body than she had in months. Suddenly, Leighton’s eyes shot open as she realized another effect of Taylor’s massage: She was getting turned on by it.
“Something wrong?” Taylor asked, apparently oblivious to Leighton’s sudden realization.
“No,” Leighton lied. “Just a twitch.” She wondered what the Hell could be wrong with her; Taylor was a ch!ld, barely out of middle school, not to mention the fact that she was a girl. Leighton didn’t object to gay people, but she had never experienced any impulses. Now, under Taylor’s skilful touch, she was definitely feeling them.
“It’s just because it’s been a while,” Leighton told herself. She wasn’t one to just hop into bed with a guy, and with the show getting picked up her schedule had just been too crammed to even try to start a relationship. She had tried masturbating a couple of times, but it didn’t really hold any appeal for her. There were all sorts of perfectly logical reasons for why the sudden wetness in her panties had nothing to do with Taylor.
Still, there was no denying that the young girl was beautiful. Despite her youth, Taylor was already stunning: Long, blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes highlighting an incredibly cute face; perky, blossoming breasts; and a fantastic pair of legs that she loved to show off whether she was in-costume or not. Leighton bit her lip, her pussy becoming damper as she let herself enjoy Taylor’s massage.
For Taylor, everything was going according to plan. You would have to be an idiot to miss the obvious signs of sudden, unexpected arousal on Leighton’s face, and Taylor was no idiot. She had had her eye on Leighton ever since the first day of shooting, and her co-star’s continued depression about her break-up was just the opening she needed.
Taylor had known from an early age what kind of appeal her sexuality had, and how powerful an asset it could be. Because she was so aware of her own appeal, she had a keener eye than most people twice her age for the appeal of others, especially women. It was true that she had never had a boyfriend; Leighton had assumed that it was because Taylor wasn’t attracted to guys yet, but in reality, it was because she wasn’t attracted to them at all.
Men were easy: Easy to get, easy to get rid of, easy to please. There was no challenge to it, and Taylor loved a challenge. For someone her age to seduce a woman, especially one like Leighton who had plainly never been with a girl before…that would be a challenge. Things were going well so far, but there was still a long way to go.
Leighton had drifted off into a daydream: They were on the beach, with Taylor giving her the same massage she was now. The sun was hot, but not nearly as hot as Leighton’s pussy. Taylor started kissing the back of her neck, and Leighton didn’t stop her; she turned around, pulling the blonde into a kiss.
Their tongues danced excitedly as their hands travelled over each other’s body, pulling off clothes and teasing pleasure zones. Taylor moved down quickly to Leighton’s pussy, sticking her tongue out and rubbing it over Leighton’s lips. “Mmm, yes,” she murmured, “Lick me…”
“Like this?” Taylor asked, shocking Leighton out of her fantasy by slowly licking the back of her neck.
Leighton gasped. “What?! What, what, wh-what are you doing? Stop that!”
Taylor smiled. “You want me to stop? You close your eyes, stick your hand down your jeans and tell me to lick you, and then you want me to stop?”
“I didn’t stick my hand down my… oh.” Leighton saw that her right hand had found its way into her panties; she had been so wrapped up in her fantasy that she had forgotten she wasn’t alone.
Leighton pulled her hand out of her jeans and saw that her fingers were wet with her pussy juices. She went to wipe it on the arm of the couch, but Taylor grabbed her wrist, stopping her.
“What are you doing?” Leighton asked.
Taylor responded by bringing Leighton’s hand up to her mouth. She took each of Leighton’s fingers into her mouth, very gently sucking them clean and then pulling them out.
Leighton was transfixed by this display; Taylor looked so sexy and so erotic as she cleaned Leighton’s fingers, and the pleasure it gave her was amazing. When she was done with her fingers, Taylor held her grip on Leighton’s wrist and started to kiss the back of her hand.
Leighton’s lips trembled as her friend’s lips brushed against her skin. Even though it was happening right in front of her, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing; she could see and feel Taylor’s kisses, but she couldn’t wrap her mind around the idea that they were actually happening.
Taylor could see the confusion and shock in Leighton’s eyes. She hadn’t expected to get such an opening from the brunette, but she was glad to have it. Still holding Leighton’s wrist, she moved back around the couch and sat down next to her co-star. She shifted her hand so that their fingers interlaced; Leighton still did not pull away.
The two girls sat in silence for a moment, each waiting for the other to make the first move. For Taylor, it was important that Leighton push things further. She always wanted her partner to be on board before things got started, and although she felt there was no question as to what Leighton wanted, she needed the other girl to do something to show that she was right.
Leighton expected Taylor to make the next move because she had made every move: She was the one who had rubbed her neck, she was the one who had licked her neck, she was the one who had sat down next to her and taken hold of her hand. Nervous tension filled Leighton as she looked into Taylor’s blue eyes. She felt her lips trembling again.
Very slowly, Leighton reached out her left hand; she noticed that it was shaking. She placed her hand on Taylor’s right shoulder, and gently pulled the young girl toward her. At the same time, she leaned forward, slowly reducing the distance between them.
When they were almost together, Leighton paused. Taylor reassuringly placed her left hand on Leighton’s right. Leighton thought she saw her friend nodding encouragingly, but it was subtle enough that she may have been hallucinating. She brought Taylor the rest of the way in, their lips pressing gently together.
It wasn’t hot, like in her fantasy; this kiss was by far the softest she had ever had. Leighton had expected the tension to be released somewhat when they finally kissed, but instead she found that she was more nervous with every second their lips were together. She felt Taylor tighten her grip on her hand, silently reassuring her.
After a few moments, Taylor started to take control of the kiss. She pressed her tongue against Leighton’s lips; the older girl was hesitant, but accepted it into her mouth. As she took control, Taylor also pushed Leighton backward, so that soon she was lying on her back with Taylor on top.
For the first time since she had grabbed it, Taylor let go of Leighton’s hand. Leighton put it on Taylor’s left shoulder, mirroring her left hand; she pulled the blonde close to her as the two continued to kiss.
Taylor’s hands moved down to Leighton’s jeans, pulling them down to her knees. Leighton’s panties were soaked; Taylor smiled to herself as she started to rub her friend’s pussy through the fabric.
Leighton was so surprised by how good Taylor’s fingers felt that she almost bit both of their tongues. She broke the kiss, gasping in pleasure as Taylor teased her. Taylor pushed aside Leighton’s panties, idly running her fingers through her dark brown bush before returning to Leighton’s pussy lips.
“Oh God, Taylor,” Leighton moaned, “That feels so good…”
Taylor smiled, gently kissing Leighton before she replied. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” She pushed one finger into Leighton’s pussy, making her cry out. Taylor was surprised that Leighton was so tight; she hadn’t figured her co-star for a slut, but she hadn’t expected one finger to elicit this much of a response.
The two girls’ eyes met as Taylor fingered Leighton’s soaked pussy. Leighton couldn’t believe what was happening: She was flat on her back, moaning loudly, while a girl two-thirds her age fucked her. She arched her back, grabbing onto the couch for support as Taylor’s finger brushed against her g-spot.
There was no doubt in Taylor’s mind that she could make Leighton cum with just the one finger, but she wanted her friend’s first lesbian orgasm to be special. She inserted a second finger into Leighton’s cunt, while at the same time she moved herself down so that she could wrap her lips around her clit.
Leighton had to bite her lip to keep from screaming when Taylor started to suck on her swollen clitoris. “Taylor… oh, God, Taylor… oh, that’s so good!”
Leighton’s moans were music to Taylor’s ears; she sucked harder on her clit, making her cry out in pleasure.
“Oh God, Taylor! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! I’m, I’m, I’m CUMMING!!!” Leighton screamed, her entire body convulsing as she was consumed by her orgasm. Taylor kept sucking on her clit, prolonging the pleasure, making Leighton scream louder and louder as she kept cumming.
Leighton felt as though every muscle in her body had been pushed to the limit when she finally calmed down. She was covered in sweat, her hair was matted to her forehead, and she felt like there was no way that she could possibly move.
She must have drifted off to sleep for a second or two, because the next thing she knew Taylor was kissing her again, gently brushing her hair out of her face. Leighton could taste the pussy juices on Taylor’s lips; she had never tasted herself before, and she wondered if Taylor liked the taste as much as she did.
Leighton wasn’t aware that Taylor was still rubbing her pussy until she stopped. She brought her index and middle fingers up to Leighton’s mouth; they were coated with her sweet cream. Leighton sucked them, much like Taylor had done earlier, her tongue moving all over Taylor’s fingers and making sure she got every bit of her cum from them.
“You’re pretty tasty,” Taylor said, smiling as she withdrew her fingers from Leighton’s mouth.
“Thanks,” Leighton responded, blushing slightly. She paused, then added, “Are you?”
Taylor hadn’t expected that; she had figured Leighton would be so overwhelmed by her first lesbian experience that she wouldn’t want to give back the favor. Still, if she was offering… “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”
Leighton rolled off of the couch, getting on her knees while Taylor took a seat on the couch. Leighton took hold of Taylor’s skirt, pulling it down her legs and putting it aside. Next came Taylor’s panties, the plain white garment pulled off and tossed away like her skirt.
Taylor spread her legs, expecting Leighton to just dive right in to her freshly-exposed pussy. The brunette, however, did not; she pulled off Taylor’s shoes and socks, leaving her naked save for the white blouse from her schoolgirl outfit.
Leighton took Taylor’s right leg in her hands, bringing her lips in and kissing the instep of her foot. Leighton looked up at Taylor for guidance, but the younger, more experienced girl was as lost and confused as she. Hesitantly, Leighton stuck her tongue out and licked Taylor’s sole; this caused her to quickly draw her leg back.
“You need to move up,” she explained to the inexperienced Leighton. “I’m ticklish.”
Leighton smirked, briefly considering playing with Taylor’s head, but instead decided to honor her request and journey upward. Taking Taylor’s leg back in her hands, Leighton kissed her ankle, then slowly worked her way up Taylor’s calf and shin.
Taylor couldn’t tell if it was intentional teasing or just nerves, but Leighton’s kisses and licks were too soft to do anything more than drive her batty. She rubbed her leg against Leighton’s face, hoping to get her message across without having to stop and correct her again; she didn’t want to ruin Leighton’s confidence.
As she crossed over Taylor’s knee and started working on her thigh, Leighton started licking faster and harder. Taylor smiled, running her fingers through Leighton’s brown hair. “Mmm, that feels nice.”
Leighton put Taylor’s leg down, now focused intently on the teen’s wet pussy. Kissing her way up Taylor’s leg had been as much about preparing herself for what she was about to do as it was getting Taylor hornier. Leighton took a deep breath, and then slowly licked Taylor’s labia.
There was a big part of Leighton that was hoping she had some untapped resource of pussy-licking talent, and that whatever she did to Taylor would be met with the gasps and moans that she had made earlier. This was not the case; Taylor’s expression seemed to be saying, “That was it?”
Leighton was determined, though, that she was going to find a way to make Taylor cum. She tried a different tactic, her tongue lashing out and attacking Taylor’s cunt with hard, fast strokes. This netted a bit more success, causing Taylor to gasp in what sounded like a combination of surprise and pleasure on several occasions.
Taylor was definitely aroused, and Leighton’s tongue was helping, but she was immensely frustrated. Leighton would hit on a hot spot, and Taylor would gasp, but then she’d move right on with seemingly no rhyme or reason. She needed guidance, and Taylor figured that she was as good a girl as any to give it.
“Mmm, yeah, that’s it,” Taylor moaned, stroking Leighton’s hair and subtly guiding her head. “Yeah, right there…lick me there again…”
The little bit of coaching did the trick; Leighton’s tongue found Taylor’s clit, and focused on it intently. Taylor scooted forward, pulling Leighton in closer to her pussy as she did. “Oh, Leighton,” she groaned, “You’re really fucking good at this!”
Taylor’s praise was exactly what Leighton needed to hear; she had been pressing so hard, overthinking every move, and hearing Taylor tell her she was doing a good job was an indication that maybe she wasn’t terrible at this after all. Leighton took it as a sign that she should go with her instincts, and act on her impulses; she did just that by gently nibbling on Taylor’s clit.
Taylor let out a shocked gasp as she felt Leighton’s teeth on her clit; she tightened her grip on the older girl’s hair, almost pulling some out. Leighton smiled to herself, and did it again; this time, Taylor wrapped her legs around Leighton and pulled her in even closer.
“Oh fuck, Leighton,” Taylor moaned, her eyes closed in pleasure, “You’re gonna taste my fucking cum soon…you want that, don’t you? You want to drink my fucking cum, don’t you?”
Leighton nodded, starting to suck hard on Taylor’s clit. Any reservations she had had were long gone; now, her only focus was making Taylor cum as hard as she had before. Her teenaged co-star was close, she could tell; she just needed that one little push to send her over the edge. That little push came in the form of Leighton nibbling Taylor’s clit and gently tugging on it with her teeth.
“Oh, SHIT!” Taylor cried out as she felt her orgasm start. “Fuck, Leighton, here it fucking comes!” Taylor held Leighton’s hair so tight that she couldn’t move at all; her cream flowed from her pussy, staining Leighton’s t-shirt and running down her legs.
When Taylor relaxed her grip, Leighton set about licking up as much cream as she could get. She had hoped that Taylor’s would taste as good as her own; in reality, it was infinitely better. Leighton lapped up as much as she could from Taylor’s pussy, then licked her legs clean when the well ran dry.
Once she had had her fill, Leighton got up and sat next to Taylor on the couch. The girls shared one more kiss, Taylor tasting herself on Leighton’s lips for the first time. As they broke the kiss, they both silently wondered whether Blake would be interested in a three-way…
“Honestly, I don’t know what you ever saw in him.”
“Says the girl who’s never had a boyfriend in her life.”
“So? He dumped you six months ago, Leighton; you’ve been mopey about it since the day we started shooting.”
Leighton Meester looked up at her co-star, Taylor Momsen, and sighed. There was no way that Taylor could know what she was going through; she was so young, and so naïve, and so… Leighton couldn’t even think of any other words to express how little knowledge she believed Taylor to have.
“She can’t even see what she looks like,” Leighton thought to herself, mentally chiding the younger girl. Even though shooting had wrapped up hours ago, Taylor was still wearing her schoolgirl costume from the show; Leighton had changed into a more casual (and sensible) outfit consisting of a red t-shirt and comfortable blue jeans.
“You just don’t get it, Mommy,” Leighton said, putting sarcastic emphasis on the nickname by which Taylor liked to be called. “Of course, it’s not surprising that you’re not old enough to appreciate the things a guy can do for you. What are you, seven?”
“I will have you know,” Taylor replied, feigning indignation, “That I am fifteen, and that I know EXACTLY what kinds of things a guy can do. For example:” Without another word, Taylor walked behind the couch Leighton was sitting cross-legged on and started massaging her co-star’s neck.
“Taylor, what are you doi-oh, that’s nice…” Leighton cocked her head to the side, letting Taylor work on a tight spot in her neck. Taylor got down on her knees behind the couch to get a better angle.
Leighton closed her eyes, relaxing and letting Taylor work. The young blonde’s hands were rubbing out all of her tension, making her feel more relaxed and comfortable in her body than she had in months. Suddenly, Leighton’s eyes shot open as she realized another effect of Taylor’s massage: She was getting turned on by it.
“Something wrong?” Taylor asked, apparently oblivious to Leighton’s sudden realization.
“No,” Leighton lied. “Just a twitch.” She wondered what the Hell could be wrong with her; Taylor was a ch!ld, barely out of middle school, not to mention the fact that she was a girl. Leighton didn’t object to gay people, but she had never experienced any impulses. Now, under Taylor’s skilful touch, she was definitely feeling them.
“It’s just because it’s been a while,” Leighton told herself. She wasn’t one to just hop into bed with a guy, and with the show getting picked up her schedule had just been too crammed to even try to start a relationship. She had tried masturbating a couple of times, but it didn’t really hold any appeal for her. There were all sorts of perfectly logical reasons for why the sudden wetness in her panties had nothing to do with Taylor.
Still, there was no denying that the young girl was beautiful. Despite her youth, Taylor was already stunning: Long, blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes highlighting an incredibly cute face; perky, blossoming breasts; and a fantastic pair of legs that she loved to show off whether she was in-costume or not. Leighton bit her lip, her pussy becoming damper as she let herself enjoy Taylor’s massage.
For Taylor, everything was going according to plan. You would have to be an idiot to miss the obvious signs of sudden, unexpected arousal on Leighton’s face, and Taylor was no idiot. She had had her eye on Leighton ever since the first day of shooting, and her co-star’s continued depression about her break-up was just the opening she needed.
Taylor had known from an early age what kind of appeal her sexuality had, and how powerful an asset it could be. Because she was so aware of her own appeal, she had a keener eye than most people twice her age for the appeal of others, especially women. It was true that she had never had a boyfriend; Leighton had assumed that it was because Taylor wasn’t attracted to guys yet, but in reality, it was because she wasn’t attracted to them at all.
Men were easy: Easy to get, easy to get rid of, easy to please. There was no challenge to it, and Taylor loved a challenge. For someone her age to seduce a woman, especially one like Leighton who had plainly never been with a girl before…that would be a challenge. Things were going well so far, but there was still a long way to go.
Leighton had drifted off into a daydream: They were on the beach, with Taylor giving her the same massage she was now. The sun was hot, but not nearly as hot as Leighton’s pussy. Taylor started kissing the back of her neck, and Leighton didn’t stop her; she turned around, pulling the blonde into a kiss.
Their tongues danced excitedly as their hands travelled over each other’s body, pulling off clothes and teasing pleasure zones. Taylor moved down quickly to Leighton’s pussy, sticking her tongue out and rubbing it over Leighton’s lips. “Mmm, yes,” she murmured, “Lick me…”
“Like this?” Taylor asked, shocking Leighton out of her fantasy by slowly licking the back of her neck.
Leighton gasped. “What?! What, what, wh-what are you doing? Stop that!”
Taylor smiled. “You want me to stop? You close your eyes, stick your hand down your jeans and tell me to lick you, and then you want me to stop?”
“I didn’t stick my hand down my… oh.” Leighton saw that her right hand had found its way into her panties; she had been so wrapped up in her fantasy that she had forgotten she wasn’t alone.
Leighton pulled her hand out of her jeans and saw that her fingers were wet with her pussy juices. She went to wipe it on the arm of the couch, but Taylor grabbed her wrist, stopping her.
“What are you doing?” Leighton asked.
Taylor responded by bringing Leighton’s hand up to her mouth. She took each of Leighton’s fingers into her mouth, very gently sucking them clean and then pulling them out.
Leighton was transfixed by this display; Taylor looked so sexy and so erotic as she cleaned Leighton’s fingers, and the pleasure it gave her was amazing. When she was done with her fingers, Taylor held her grip on Leighton’s wrist and started to kiss the back of her hand.
Leighton’s lips trembled as her friend’s lips brushed against her skin. Even though it was happening right in front of her, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing; she could see and feel Taylor’s kisses, but she couldn’t wrap her mind around the idea that they were actually happening.
Taylor could see the confusion and shock in Leighton’s eyes. She hadn’t expected to get such an opening from the brunette, but she was glad to have it. Still holding Leighton’s wrist, she moved back around the couch and sat down next to her co-star. She shifted her hand so that their fingers interlaced; Leighton still did not pull away.
The two girls sat in silence for a moment, each waiting for the other to make the first move. For Taylor, it was important that Leighton push things further. She always wanted her partner to be on board before things got started, and although she felt there was no question as to what Leighton wanted, she needed the other girl to do something to show that she was right.
Leighton expected Taylor to make the next move because she had made every move: She was the one who had rubbed her neck, she was the one who had licked her neck, she was the one who had sat down next to her and taken hold of her hand. Nervous tension filled Leighton as she looked into Taylor’s blue eyes. She felt her lips trembling again.
Very slowly, Leighton reached out her left hand; she noticed that it was shaking. She placed her hand on Taylor’s right shoulder, and gently pulled the young girl toward her. At the same time, she leaned forward, slowly reducing the distance between them.
When they were almost together, Leighton paused. Taylor reassuringly placed her left hand on Leighton’s right. Leighton thought she saw her friend nodding encouragingly, but it was subtle enough that she may have been hallucinating. She brought Taylor the rest of the way in, their lips pressing gently together.
It wasn’t hot, like in her fantasy; this kiss was by far the softest she had ever had. Leighton had expected the tension to be released somewhat when they finally kissed, but instead she found that she was more nervous with every second their lips were together. She felt Taylor tighten her grip on her hand, silently reassuring her.
After a few moments, Taylor started to take control of the kiss. She pressed her tongue against Leighton’s lips; the older girl was hesitant, but accepted it into her mouth. As she took control, Taylor also pushed Leighton backward, so that soon she was lying on her back with Taylor on top.
For the first time since she had grabbed it, Taylor let go of Leighton’s hand. Leighton put it on Taylor’s left shoulder, mirroring her left hand; she pulled the blonde close to her as the two continued to kiss.
Taylor’s hands moved down to Leighton’s jeans, pulling them down to her knees. Leighton’s panties were soaked; Taylor smiled to herself as she started to rub her friend’s pussy through the fabric.
Leighton was so surprised by how good Taylor’s fingers felt that she almost bit both of their tongues. She broke the kiss, gasping in pleasure as Taylor teased her. Taylor pushed aside Leighton’s panties, idly running her fingers through her dark brown bush before returning to Leighton’s pussy lips.
“Oh God, Taylor,” Leighton moaned, “That feels so good…”
Taylor smiled, gently kissing Leighton before she replied. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” She pushed one finger into Leighton’s pussy, making her cry out. Taylor was surprised that Leighton was so tight; she hadn’t figured her co-star for a slut, but she hadn’t expected one finger to elicit this much of a response.
The two girls’ eyes met as Taylor fingered Leighton’s soaked pussy. Leighton couldn’t believe what was happening: She was flat on her back, moaning loudly, while a girl two-thirds her age fucked her. She arched her back, grabbing onto the couch for support as Taylor’s finger brushed against her g-spot.
There was no doubt in Taylor’s mind that she could make Leighton cum with just the one finger, but she wanted her friend’s first lesbian orgasm to be special. She inserted a second finger into Leighton’s cunt, while at the same time she moved herself down so that she could wrap her lips around her clit.
Leighton had to bite her lip to keep from screaming when Taylor started to suck on her swollen clitoris. “Taylor… oh, God, Taylor… oh, that’s so good!”
Leighton’s moans were music to Taylor’s ears; she sucked harder on her clit, making her cry out in pleasure.
“Oh God, Taylor! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! I’m, I’m, I’m CUMMING!!!” Leighton screamed, her entire body convulsing as she was consumed by her orgasm. Taylor kept sucking on her clit, prolonging the pleasure, making Leighton scream louder and louder as she kept cumming.
Leighton felt as though every muscle in her body had been pushed to the limit when she finally calmed down. She was covered in sweat, her hair was matted to her forehead, and she felt like there was no way that she could possibly move.
She must have drifted off to sleep for a second or two, because the next thing she knew Taylor was kissing her again, gently brushing her hair out of her face. Leighton could taste the pussy juices on Taylor’s lips; she had never tasted herself before, and she wondered if Taylor liked the taste as much as she did.
Leighton wasn’t aware that Taylor was still rubbing her pussy until she stopped. She brought her index and middle fingers up to Leighton’s mouth; they were coated with her sweet cream. Leighton sucked them, much like Taylor had done earlier, her tongue moving all over Taylor’s fingers and making sure she got every bit of her cum from them.
“You’re pretty tasty,” Taylor said, smiling as she withdrew her fingers from Leighton’s mouth.
“Thanks,” Leighton responded, blushing slightly. She paused, then added, “Are you?”
Taylor hadn’t expected that; she had figured Leighton would be so overwhelmed by her first lesbian experience that she wouldn’t want to give back the favor. Still, if she was offering… “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”
Leighton rolled off of the couch, getting on her knees while Taylor took a seat on the couch. Leighton took hold of Taylor’s skirt, pulling it down her legs and putting it aside. Next came Taylor’s panties, the plain white garment pulled off and tossed away like her skirt.
Taylor spread her legs, expecting Leighton to just dive right in to her freshly-exposed pussy. The brunette, however, did not; she pulled off Taylor’s shoes and socks, leaving her naked save for the white blouse from her schoolgirl outfit.
Leighton took Taylor’s right leg in her hands, bringing her lips in and kissing the instep of her foot. Leighton looked up at Taylor for guidance, but the younger, more experienced girl was as lost and confused as she. Hesitantly, Leighton stuck her tongue out and licked Taylor’s sole; this caused her to quickly draw her leg back.
“You need to move up,” she explained to the inexperienced Leighton. “I’m ticklish.”
Leighton smirked, briefly considering playing with Taylor’s head, but instead decided to honor her request and journey upward. Taking Taylor’s leg back in her hands, Leighton kissed her ankle, then slowly worked her way up Taylor’s calf and shin.
Taylor couldn’t tell if it was intentional teasing or just nerves, but Leighton’s kisses and licks were too soft to do anything more than drive her batty. She rubbed her leg against Leighton’s face, hoping to get her message across without having to stop and correct her again; she didn’t want to ruin Leighton’s confidence.
As she crossed over Taylor’s knee and started working on her thigh, Leighton started licking faster and harder. Taylor smiled, running her fingers through Leighton’s brown hair. “Mmm, that feels nice.”
Leighton put Taylor’s leg down, now focused intently on the teen’s wet pussy. Kissing her way up Taylor’s leg had been as much about preparing herself for what she was about to do as it was getting Taylor hornier. Leighton took a deep breath, and then slowly licked Taylor’s labia.
There was a big part of Leighton that was hoping she had some untapped resource of pussy-licking talent, and that whatever she did to Taylor would be met with the gasps and moans that she had made earlier. This was not the case; Taylor’s expression seemed to be saying, “That was it?”
Leighton was determined, though, that she was going to find a way to make Taylor cum. She tried a different tactic, her tongue lashing out and attacking Taylor’s cunt with hard, fast strokes. This netted a bit more success, causing Taylor to gasp in what sounded like a combination of surprise and pleasure on several occasions.
Taylor was definitely aroused, and Leighton’s tongue was helping, but she was immensely frustrated. Leighton would hit on a hot spot, and Taylor would gasp, but then she’d move right on with seemingly no rhyme or reason. She needed guidance, and Taylor figured that she was as good a girl as any to give it.
“Mmm, yeah, that’s it,” Taylor moaned, stroking Leighton’s hair and subtly guiding her head. “Yeah, right there…lick me there again…”
The little bit of coaching did the trick; Leighton’s tongue found Taylor’s clit, and focused on it intently. Taylor scooted forward, pulling Leighton in closer to her pussy as she did. “Oh, Leighton,” she groaned, “You’re really fucking good at this!”
Taylor’s praise was exactly what Leighton needed to hear; she had been pressing so hard, overthinking every move, and hearing Taylor tell her she was doing a good job was an indication that maybe she wasn’t terrible at this after all. Leighton took it as a sign that she should go with her instincts, and act on her impulses; she did just that by gently nibbling on Taylor’s clit.
Taylor let out a shocked gasp as she felt Leighton’s teeth on her clit; she tightened her grip on the older girl’s hair, almost pulling some out. Leighton smiled to herself, and did it again; this time, Taylor wrapped her legs around Leighton and pulled her in even closer.
“Oh fuck, Leighton,” Taylor moaned, her eyes closed in pleasure, “You’re gonna taste my fucking cum soon…you want that, don’t you? You want to drink my fucking cum, don’t you?”
Leighton nodded, starting to suck hard on Taylor’s clit. Any reservations she had had were long gone; now, her only focus was making Taylor cum as hard as she had before. Her teenaged co-star was close, she could tell; she just needed that one little push to send her over the edge. That little push came in the form of Leighton nibbling Taylor’s clit and gently tugging on it with her teeth.
“Oh, SHIT!” Taylor cried out as she felt her orgasm start. “Fuck, Leighton, here it fucking comes!” Taylor held Leighton’s hair so tight that she couldn’t move at all; her cream flowed from her pussy, staining Leighton’s t-shirt and running down her legs.
When Taylor relaxed her grip, Leighton set about licking up as much cream as she could get. She had hoped that Taylor’s would taste as good as her own; in reality, it was infinitely better. Leighton lapped up as much as she could from Taylor’s pussy, then licked her legs clean when the well ran dry.
Once she had had her fill, Leighton got up and sat next to Taylor on the couch. The girls shared one more kiss, Taylor tasting herself on Leighton’s lips for the first time. As they broke the kiss, they both silently wondered whether Blake would be interested in a three-way…
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- 24.12.2021
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