Chapter 2

“Mind if I show you what I mean?”

The words hit me like a train, and I’m not sure if I’m hearing them correctly—but the look on Bianca’s face tells me I did. I smile with shaky lips.

“You’re cute when you get flustered,” she says.

Without thinking, I lean forward and kiss her. She makes a noise and pulls away, wide-eyed.

I turn my head away. “I—I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

“It’s all good,” Bianca assures, “just didn’t expect that from you, Julie.”

I look toward her again hesitantly, and she holds my cheeks in her hands.

“Let’s try that again.” She pulls me in and our lips meet. This time, I can fully taste them—they taste like strawberries. My heart beats like hummingbird wings as she leans over me, and I can’t believe it’s really happening.

“This won’t change anything, will it?” I say in between kisses. “I don’t want things to be weird.”

“I won’t let things get weird if you don’t.” She pulls my head toward hers, and I moan into her lips.

Bianca and I are comfortable with each other—we’ve chatted about our kinks before, and about our sex lives. I recall lying awake at night some months prior, listening to Bianca and her now-ex girlfriend fucking, wishing that I had somebody to fuck too.

Bianca pulls away from my lips again. “What do you say we take this into my bedroom?”

At my nod, she reaches her arms under me and scoops me out of the chair. I know she goes to the gym, but I’m still amazed at the ease in which she carries me. I keep my legs crossed since I’m only wearing a shirt, and she keeps sneaking glances at my small bush peeking out.

She lays me down gently on her bed, which smells like her. She crawls over me and kisses me softly. Her lips feel perfect on mine, soft and sweet.

“You’re a bad girl, Julie, being naughty like that right out in the open.” She squeezes my breasts outside of my shirt with one hand, supporting herself on the bed with her other. I’ve never been talked to like that before, but it makes me burst with lust.

“I can be your bad girl,” I whisper, a little more confident than before.

“Not a chance.” She squeezes my nipple through my shirt and I squirm with a giggle.

“Why not?” I ask.

“Because you’re going to be my good girl. You’re going to do as I say, aren’t you?”

I giggle again, but she puts her hand over my mouth. Shit, she’s hot.

“Now that that’s cleared up,” Bianca says, “I want you to take off your shirt.”

“B-but,” I stamper, “I’m already half-naked, it’s your turn.”

She smirks. “Talking back to me, now? I want to see your pretty little tits. Go on.”

I take off my shirt. My nipples are already hard, and I can feel my juices flowing below me. Bianca takes in the view for a moment before leaning in, taking my nipple in her mouth. I moan as she sucks and licks it while pinching the other between her fingers.

“You taste good,” she whispers as she lifts up to kiss me again. She cups my breasts in both hands, squeezing them as she bites my lip.

I kiss her back and look at her with pleading eyes. “I want to see you.”

Bianca kisses me once more before pulling away. She reaches to the bottom of her shirt and pulls it up and off, revealing her navy blue sports bra. I reach up to try and take it off as well, but she grabs my wrists.

“Be patient,” she says.

I’m aching to see her bare, but I nod submissively. She bends over me again, holding me close as she puts her lips tenderly on mine. Despite being naked, this kiss feels more loving than sexual. That is, until I feel her fingers on my thigh.

My soft breaths turn to playful squeaks as Bianca’s fingers trail along my upper leg, rubbing back and forth. She slides her hand around my waist and under me and squeezes my ass.

“A-are you g-gonna go down on me or what?” I giggle.

Bianca simply smiles at me as she continues to stroke my skin. Without even touching it, I can feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I feel a drop dribble down to my asshole, and I squirm.

“You really want me to touch you, don’t you?” Bianca says.

I nod hard, staring up at her.

“You’re so cute, I can’t resist those eyes.” She squeezes the inside of my thigh, then moves her fingers upward. The pad of her index finger touches the top of my vulva, and she slowly slides it down with almost no pressure. She tickles the entrance, smirking at my gentle breaths.

I spread my legs wide for her, wanting so badly for Bianca to just shove her fingers in already, but she continues to tease me. She spreads my pussy lips apart with two fingers and licks her lips.

Finally, I can’t take it anymore. I sneak my hands to the back of her hand and pull her down toward me. Her tongue goes for my clit right away, and one of her fingers slides into me. I moan out sharply, my eyes rolling back.

Bianca knows what she’s doing. Her finger rubs my inside with expertise, curling and touching in all the right ways, making me moan out her name. She licks my clit with the tip of her tongue, each movement sending a jolt of electricity up my spine.

She takes her finger out and pushes her tongue into me. I yelp out in a mix of pleasure and surprise. It fills me in a different way than her finger, feeling more slimy and flexible. My pelvis moves up and down as she fucks me with her tongue, and my happy squeaks turn back into moans.

I lean my head back and squeeze my breasts. My underparts feel like heaven, and I forget where I am. I sigh out “Fuck” as Bianca pushes a finger back into me, licking my clit again as she curls her finger up and down.

“There you go,” whispers Bianca, “Moan for me. Louder, Julie.”

She pushes a second finger into me and nibbles down softly on my clit, and I do. I moan her name as loudly as the TV porn that blasted earlier. She pushes the pads of her fingers against the ceiling of my vagina as she licks me hard, and I can feel the finish approaching.

I squeeze my breasts and open my mouth wide as my moans become short and fast. Bianca finger-fucks me nonstop, even as her fingers become soaking wet with my juices. I arch my back up.

“That’s it,” she says, “Cum for me.”

I let out a gasp. “Yes, yes, fuck! Don’t stop—ah!”

I’ve had plenty of sex before, but nobody has ever made me cum. This time was different.

The orgasm comes hard. It crashes over me like a tsunami, and I suddenly find myself in a world of pleasure. Bianca’s fingers fuck me deep, and they feel tighter in me now. All I can hear is my own moans and pleads for her to keep going.