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I'm so Lonely, Baby {mintie_X & Fate}

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darkest_fate

machina erotica
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"You really want me to come and babysit her?" repeated Kelly, not able to keep her shock from her voice. Surely this had to be a joke of some kind. The girl had to be, what, seventeen now? Kelly hadn't really been keeping up all that much with how old the cute neighbor girl was, even if she had been signing off on birthday cards for a while. Too much had plagued the young wife's mind.

"She's been in trouble lately, and it's really more to make sure she doesn't do anything. we don't want any boys over either. Please, Kelly, we've been looking forward to this all night. Michael and I were really hoping that---"

"alright, alright," Kelly laughed into the phone. "I'll come over. Maybe I can just tell her it's a girl's night in or something."

"You're a lifesaver Kel."

"Yeah..."

The conversation continued for a while longer, as the good Mrs. warned her neighbor of all the pitfalls associated with her daughter. The conversation also turned to the upcoming date, inevitably wandering toward outfits and happy endings. While chatting was nice, just thinking about the dates made Kelly slightly unhappy. She hadn't been able to go out like that for months. Every time she even suggested it to Kyle...

Just thinking about it made her eyes go to a nearby wedding portrait. A beautiful blonde woman, curls falling down over her shoulders to frame the face that had won Miss Harvest Festival back in the day, stood next to a strapping young man who looked as though he had the world at his feet. Kelly's baby blue eyes blinked, just holding back tears at the thought. she'd been so happy then, so looking forward. now she sat at home most nights, usually watching TV and eating. Her belly had probably gone from cheerleader flat to housewife fat. At least her boobs would stay big, not that anyone cared.

Sighing, Kelly hung up the phone, only to move about and get ready for the night. Another night in, only with a teenage girl instead of by herself. Oh well, it could be worse, Kelly supposed.

She rang the doorbell of the house, walking in as the Mr. opened the door for her. Soon she'd meet her charge for the evening, poor thing...
 
      • Nowhere in the code of being seventeen did it say that she had to be babysat. Nowhere. Unfortunately, her parents were on that twenty five percent level as far as trusting their seventeen year old daughter went, sure she had good grades, great grades even. That wasn't exactly what caused her parents to be wary of their intelligent young daughter. No, it was the fact of her mildly partying ways and truthfully not wanting to attend any of the get togethers her family hosted. Sure, every once in a while she would attend, but at the rate that her parents threw parties? Please, she could not stand being around these stuffy people for more than an hour. "I know. Can you believe that?"

        Of course this was the topic of conversation between the girl who now sat in her bedroom on her cell phone, laying on her back and letting her eyes roam over the ceiling. Her parents hadn't told her who would be 'taking care' of her tonight, which literally meant who was making sure she didn't go out to some party in the city. That was one of the cons of living in a suburb. "We got Kelly to babysit you for tonight, alright?" Came the call of her mother, raising her head slightly when she mentioned that their neighbor would be babysitting her. Joy. Sure, the woman was alright and everything, but she was still bent on having a babysitter in the first place.

        Finishing her conversation with her friend, Courtney made her way downstairs behind her mother, smooth legs exposed thanks to the lack there of clothing on them; Boyshorts and a football jersey from a team she probably really didn't support being the only clothing articles on her body. Thick black hair falling over her shoulders as her horizontal bangs dusted across her eyelids, bright hazel eyes looking looking over to the woman as she entered the house. Shaking her head and veering off the path into the kitchen, plucking her bowl of fruit from the refrigerator and returning back into plain sight and taking a soft bite out of a strawberry, her eyes roamed innocently over the woman before back to her parents.

        "Be good, and we'll call later." Knowing the early part of that was directed to her, Courtney rolled her bright eyes and shook her head. Sure. She'd be good.[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
Immediately Kelly smiled and waved at the teenage girl, again wondering why her parents would bother with a babysitter. The girl was obviously old enough to handle herself, more so, unless she was way ahead of the curve for puberty. Then again, it did sound as though Kelly was more of a chaperon than a babysitter, a role that she'd had a few times before. Younger sisters made for great practice for such things. Still, the blonde housewife tried to be friendly toward the girl, figuring they might as well try to get along.

"I'll make sure everything's alright," Kelly promised the two parents. both nodded, giving one last look at the daughter before leaving. The moment they did, Kelly turned to the younger girl. "So, um, I bet you really don't want me here, and there's probably not much point in me trying to be all buddy-buddy, is there?"

Kelly paused for a moment, really hoping that this wasn't entirely true. She wasn't that much older than Courtney, right? I mean, she probably had, what, eight, ten years on the girl? Hadn't been that long since Kelly had been in college, or squeezed into a pair of boyshorts like that. It almost made her feel uncomfortable, and she'd just tossed on a pair of khaki shorts and a loose top.

"Right, so, uh, did you want to watch a movie or something? Or are you more hellbent on pretending I don't exist?" asked Kelly. She moved further into the house, hunting out the television and perusing the DVD collection. Had to be something worth watching. If it really came down to it, Kelly could always pop over and grab a few flicks of her own.
 
      • Evidently, Courtney had been granted the figure of her mother, which was something fortunate considering the way the woman had aged and how she looked at her daughter's age. Soft curves had turned into full ones over time, the seventeen year old's full C cup was a nice start, sliding down to her nonexistant hipbones and them to her firm rear, while her dark hair and hazel eyes were given by her father. Courtney was a spitting, beautiful image, of her parents. That, was one more reason why her parents wanted her to be chaperoned on a Friday night. A slice of an orange between her fingers once her parents left the house, taking a soft bite once the woman began to speak, she licked her bottom lip gently and only blinked at her instant honest truth.

        Huh. Courtney Guiterrez adjusting the bowl of fruit in her grasp before parting her lips and stating her piece, "To be honest, I really don't," Pausing for a moment to let that plain fact settle in, Courtney spoke again, "But you're pretty, so I guess I'll deal with it." Shrugging honestly, it was apparent that she was young enough in her age to still be blunt about whatever it was she had to say. Another strawberry being bitten into and the stem being placed off to the side, sitting down in front of the kitchen bar, her smooth legs crossed themselves before glancing over her shoulder when she began speaking again.

        Those were some good options, although pointing back down the hallway that went the opposite way of the staircase, that was where the entertainment room was, "I can do both at the same time," Of course her words were only teasing, but to the untrained person, she could easily be telling the truth.[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
"Um, thanks for the compliment, you're quite pretty yourself," replied Kelly. She tried another smile. So far Courtney wasn't nearly as bad as Kelly had been expecting. At that age, the attractive blonde would have been so incredibly put out that her parents had wanted her to stay home. To have such an active social life put on pause for even one week was just unheard of! Especially when you had the sexy curves of a hardworking cheerleader, topped with gorgeous hair and breasts that made most guy's eyes pop. Thinking of the past only made Kelly a little more self-conscious of how her trim stomach had gone a little soft lately. she could see Courtney's trim legs, and knew that her own weren't quite as good as they should be. Sure, she worked out, quite a bit to let off steam, but something must have been wrong. Otherwise Kyle might...

No, this wasn't the time nor place to think of things like that.

They should be focusing on movies, apparently. "Right, well, we should probably head on over there then. Do you want to grab some snacks? Oh, and I promise you won't even know I'm there."

Kelly nodded, heading toward the entertainment room herself. Was there anything else she could do to make these easier on Courtney? Well, she could probably start by picking a non-lame movie. Maybe they could even invite some of Courtney's friends over. No, wait, that probably wouldn't go over with Mr. and Mrs. Guiterrez. And something told Kelly that Courtney might very well take advantage of that and invite her boyfriend over. Not that Kelly couldn't handle something like that. She just didn't want the trouble.

The blonde entered the entertainment room, looking over the DVD collection with interest. Most of the titles were familiar enough to her, though she was surprised to see just how diverse they were. Probably best to let Courtney pick the first one, at least.

"Is there anything you wanted to see?" called Kelly. She winced as she saw some of the more "teeny-bopper" titles, hoping that she didn't end up watching something too horrible.
 
      • Full lips parting softly, she cold hear her phone going off upstairs in her bedroom, letting out a sigh and moving upstairs for a few moments, tonight was definitely going to be full of texting. Texting and probing at this woman. Why was she here? Nothing to do on a Friday night? Sure, she herself had to cancel any plans she'd had, although this woman had answered that phone call and come on short notice quicker than lightning on a metal rod. She hadn't been doing anything in the first place. Coming back downstairs with her phone and pulling her bowl of fruit off the counter, her smooth legs guided her into the entertainment room and again a glance was cast over her shoulder.

        "The kitchen's got food in it, get what you want." She was a grown woman, she could help herself since she was Courtney's 'chaperone' after all. Rolling her eyes at that thought, plucking up a few more fruits and offering the bowl to Kelly, plopping down into one of the large plush row of seats that sat in front of the flatscreen television, evidently this was her father's domain. Hell, any man's domain when it came to a football game. Pulling her knees up to her chest and watching the woman go through the movies, leaning her head back when she asked if there was anything she wanted to see. "Something scary." Of course her mind was on other things, taking a moment to tilt her head and word her curious question properly.

        "Husband still at work?" That was simple enough and an easy way to get her mental ball rolling.
        [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
Just ten minutes in and already Courtney was heading off to go text. Again, not like Kelly could really blame her. She herself was half tempted to dig out a phone and start it up. She hadn't remembered to grab her cell before heading out then, figuring that no one would really bother calling her anyway. Best case scenario was that one of her girlfriends called for a night on the town. Those never were quite as fun as they used to be, since Kelly's wedding ring acted as guy repellent.

Turning, Kelly plucked a strawberry from the bowl, sucking at it as she focused on the movies. "Something scary it is," she agreed. A couple of the movies sounded particularly frightening, and she easily found one. Something about a group of teenagers that took a wrong turn and wound up victims of evil hillbillies or something. It should work alright, and she slid it into the DVD player, pressing start.

Then came Courtney's question. Kelly bit her lip for a moment, hedging, before answering, "Yeah, he's on another one of his business trips. It's like his third one this month..."

Meaning he'd been home for a grand total of a week. And even then, they'd barely spent time with each other, between their two jobs and a handful of social obligations. Certainly not something that Kelly wanted to think about.

"Alright, looks like the movie's starting," she chirped, moving to take a seat on one of the plus seats. She shifted to easily reach the fruits and still see the screen best. This wouldn't be too bad, really.
 
      • Sending a text message with the oddly fast fingers that most teenagers held when it came to texting, the female looked over to Kelly when she answered about her husband having left on his third business trip in this month. Woah. What a lack of a sex life she had. Unless that meant that they totally went at it during the short amount of time that he was home. She figured a lot of these housewives did that. Hell, that's what her parents did, work work, come home, screw each other's brains out, have a trip, come back and strip each other bare, then do it all over again. Yeah, she knew the system, and planned on being no part of it.

        That was why she involved herself in the fun of parties and going out at night to have her fun; Just in case she did wind up as a damn housewife. "Sounds like you're sex life is in the negatives." Oh dang, had she said that outloud? Oh well, it was one of those things easy to slip up and say, looking to the television once the movie began to start up, changing both of their eyes toward the television as the credits started. Well, she surely wasn't a fan of credits, plucking up a slice of a banana and pushing it between her full lips and looking back to the older woman next to her, "So basically you're in that big house by yourself all the time?" Another mildly invasive, although evidently curiosity driven question.[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
The credits were starting to roll on the movie, introducing them to the dark evils of the backwoods. Kelly spent her time settling in, still focusing on strawberries. At least she'd get a sweet treat out of this whole gig, on top of the favors the Guiterrezes would owe her. Maybe she could talk them into house-sitting while she followed Kyle on one of his trips. Break in a hotel room or two... when had they last really had sex any way?

Sex life in the negatives... "Yeah, something like that," agreed Kelly without thinking. No sooner had the words passed her lips when the woman realized that she'd responded out loud. Her cheeks turned as red as the strawberries she'd been eating, and she shot Courtney a half-nervous, half-withering look. "I mean, that's none of your business... young lady."

Because you always used terms like "young lady" when you wanted to make the other person feel younger. It nearly upset Kelly to have to resort to doing that to Courtney, since the girl certainly had been nice, if somewhat invasive. Maybe the teenager was just curious about Kelly. Not like she had anything better to do, or that the two of them grew up together or anything. In fact, Kelly had been dragged here so Kyle could get the very job that kept him away from her. Irony much?

Ah, another question, and another one that nearly floated around the same subject. "Yeah, it gets kind of lonely sometimes. I've been thinking of buying a dog." Because then she'd have something to actually show affection. Hell, the dog might even hump her leg, which was about as much action as Kelly had been getting lately. Oddly enough, the blonde felt herself adding: "You're welcome to stop over some time, if you really want."

Oh, that could be a very, very stupid thing to say to a teenage girl. Hopefully Courtney didn't take it the wrong way.
 
      • Courtney had always been the type of curious mind to ask questions, whether they be invasive or not, was a whole different story, but believe it or not, it was how she managed to have people figured out. By what made them uncomfortable and how they answered certain things. That was exactly what she was doing with this woman, smirking softly when she answered her question without really thinking about who she was talking to. She often caught people off guard like that, noting the woman's cheek hit a faint shade of red from either mild embarassment or shock that she had gotten her to say that. Rolling her eyes at being called 'young lady' by a woman who wasn't too much older than herself. She certainly wasn't her mom's age, that was for sure. Folding her arms over her full chest, the movie had ventured to show the scenery of a large house, remembering this movie faintly as she remembered it was probably the Uncut version, her father having been a horror junkie at some point.

        Like a good little girl though, Courtney listened to Kelly explain that it got lonely in that house, and that she was thinking of getting a dog, turning her head back to the movie where it showed the token couple in the field. Of course they were in a heated moment, clothes off and going at each other without realizing they were being watched from the house a few acres away from the field. Nodding her head softly when she was offered visiting rights of Kelly, Courtney tilted her head softly before speaking flatly, "So you haven't had hot raw sex like that since like, what, forever?" Another curious question that again was invasive, the sound of a moan emerging as the camera shifted into its awkward serial killer mode, turning and looking over at Kelly again as she folded her legs beneath her lithe, teenaged body. "Do you want to?" It wasn't an offering sort of question, but again a question spoken with a flat tone as not to sound threatening or anything of that nature.

        Speaking up again, Courtney ate another strawberry and spoke calmly, "`Cause I figure you're hot enough to get some from one of the other housewives in this neighborhood, maybe even one of their husband's or something, y'know?" Yes, this was partially how Courtney's young mind worked, turning back to the screen to see that the young couple was killed by the unknown serial killer, or rather, the male of the couple was killed, the female having gotten away. Of course. Typical horror film. [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
It was hard to ignore the teenage girl when she was the only other person in the room to talk to. Especially when you weren't so much ignoring the girl herself as the troublesome, awkward questions she kept asking. So Kelly tried to keep a half an eye on her companion and a half an eye on the movie itself. So far things on screen had progress relatively predictably. Courtney's actions, on the other hand, appeared nearly selected at random. Almost like the girl wanted to keep the housewife off balance.

For a while, Kelly kept thoughts out of her mind. Mostly because the scene had shifted to a love scene, complete with nudity and clothing flying. The movie certainly wanted to live up to its "R" rating, after all. what made it even more awkward was that it was as close to porn as Kelly had seen in a while. Just watching two people have sex reminded her of how very long it had been since anyone had even touched her like that. Come to think of it, she couldn't even recall when she'd last touched herself.

"What?" the blonde asked as she realized Courtney had asked a question. At least Kelly hadn't started flushing yet; she wasn't quite that desperate. The conversation wasn't going to be helping matters. Kelly certainly pinked a little as she considered it. "You really shouldn't be asking such... oh, hell, not like you're going to tell your mom. No, I haven't, not for a while, and yes, I do want to."

There, Kelly had finally admitted it out loud. Felt good to say it. Less good to have to say it to a teenage neighbor girl. Courtney certainly didn't need to know the details of her neighbor's sex live, her married neighbor. Of course, that wasn't enough to stop the girl. She just kept right on going, talking about how Kelly was still hot and she could probably get some from the other housewives or husbands. Not that Kelly hadn't thought something along those lines herself, even occasionally glimpsing some of the more attractive husbands. She'd never considered a woman though.

"I've never had sex with a woman," answered Kelly. She turned, looking at Courtney for a moment. "Not that it matters. I'm married, Courtney. That would be cheating."

Would it though, really? If it was with a girl? Not like Kyle hadn't tried talking Kelly into something like that before, back when they were dating. She'd even tried kissing a roommate, once. They'd both started giggling so hard that they couldn't do anything else though.

"Now, stop asking about your neighbor's sex life and watch the movie. It's more interesting anyway,' insisted Kelly, waving at the screen. Anything to get attention off of her.
 
      • Her fingers working expertly at sending another text message, Courtney knew that she was causing the woman to think about things she had either A) Never thought about or B) not considered in a lifetime. Basically, the same thing. Biting her bottom lip, her full chest raised for a moment as she let out a sigh, smooth legs folding under her considering she had seen this movie before, this was where the questions came into play. That and because she was curious. Rolling her eyes when the woman even dared to start a comment with what she shouldn't be asking, nodding softly when she stated that it wasn't like she was going to tell anyone, definitely not her mother, Courtney was happy the woman had spared her the time to say that very thing, smirking softly at her response.

        Truthfully, Courtney's mind was nowhere on the idea of having sex with this married woman, however she was attractive and busty, the bisexual teenage having noted that upon her arrival to her house. Realizing she was definitely coming to terms with the fact that she hadn't gotten laid in quite some time, she knew it was settling in like something being dropped to the floor. Courtney had seen the numerous uptight couples in this neighborhood, looking at her friend's parents and figuring that all of them had their inward little secrets, some of them probably being swingers or something. Either that or perverts, having caught a set of husband's giving her the bedroom eyes more than once.

        Tilting her head to the side when the woman stated so plainly that she had never had sex with a woman, how boring of a life was this woman living? "Cheating on a guy who is never around with a woman. Right." When he was probably getting screwed off by his secretary or something. But no, Kelly was worried about the idea of infidelity with a woman? How plain was this poor blonde? Sadly, with the way Courtney's mind was working, she was going to have to fix that if she had any say to it. However, she knew the woman was narrow minded up until the idea actually managed to settle down nicely in her head, taking a bite from one of the fruits, tasting the pineapple flavor before rolling her eyes again when she stated that the movie was more interesting than her sex life.

        "I've seen this movie before," Courtney responded, letting out a soft sigh because she knew that this woman wasn't going to get out of her questions that easily, "Besides, if it makes you uncomfortable, you could have easily asked me something." It was true.[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
The conversation had set Kelly's mind upon paths that had been unfathomable until this moment. Did it really count? When it came down to it, would Micheal be upset about the news? Kelly had this completely ludicrous picture of herself confessing said sin to her husband. Knowing Michael, he might be offended at first, probably would, most likely would. But what would follow after? Would he divorce her? Would he ask her to stop? Or would he simply figure it was a good way to relieve stress?

Courtney didn't seem to think so. The way the girl talked; Kelly actually thought she encouraged affairs. She even implied that Michael was having one. Was he? There was nothing to say he wasn't. He was attractive. Manly. Sexy. Kelly had certainly fallen for him, and she knew she was attractive enough. It was entirely likely that Michael was out there sleeping with his coworkers right this very moment. He could be wrapped in the passionate embrace of one of those overly perky interns.

The thoughts proved even more uncomfortable than the line of conversation had been. Kelly shifted once more, this time looking at Courtney. The younger teen had it right. Had Kelly really been that unwilling to talk, she could have stopped it. It wouldn't have been that hard to simply redirect the conversation, turn things toward another subject. Instead she'd given weak little protests and actually answered most of the girl's queries. Probably just desperate for someone to talk to.

"Well, I don't know, I guess you're easy to talk to," admitted Kelly. Or, again, she was desperate. not that she was going to quite admit that. "But you've got a point. What about you, Courtney?" Kelly smiled now, figuring she could joke a little with the younger girl. "Are you going about having wild sex orgies when your parents aren't working? Screwing everyone hot enough to matter?"

That idea actually had some appeal to it. How long had it been since Kelly had really let loose? Had to have been college, or possibly her bachelorette party...
 
      • What were the chances of her business getting out into the open? Slim to none. What were the chances that anyone would care? Oh you already know where that one was. Feeling the vibrate of her phone in her lap, she decided to let the older woman take the time to have her mind go over the questions and what she had been saying, knowing she was beginning to understand everything a bit more clearly now. Courtney wasn't going to run out into the street screaming about Kelly's lack there of a sex life, as blunt and open Courtney was, she didn't want to point out to this woman that she had caught her husband giving her the bedroom eyes more than once.

        On all the dinner parties they had been giving that he actually managed to make it to anyway. Irrelevant to what was going on now, she decided not to even bring that up because it would leave the attractive blonde near her in a bit of shambles. Her husband ever finding out if his wife decided to have an affair however? In the negatives. Especially if the person on the other end of such a relationship knew how to keep a secret. Besides, most men enjoyed the idea of their wives or special others having sex with another of their same sex, especially when it meant TWO attractive women at one time. Of course, it probably wouldn't be so well if the added member to the party only wanted one of them.

        No worries, Courtney was beginning to gain a plan to help this dear woman out of her slump. Smirking to herself, she glanced to the side when Kelly turned to sit toward her, asking like a curious girl in a sleepover what she did with her free time. Wild sex orgies and screwing everyone hot enough to matter? Is that what she did as a teen girl? Laughing softly because it was amusing for a question, she shrugged softly and decided it not difficult it all to be honest, "I screw who I like, depending on the circumstance and who it is. But that's not why I'm in trouble all the time," Pausing for a moment because that could seem like an easy lie, she easily added, "I'm in trouble for throwing the parties that lead to those fun events." Courtney admitted, rolling her eyes because she was young and she couldn't help that she liked parties.

        "Why have you never had sex with a woman?" [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
That was an answer that Kelly could handle, at least. It sounded as though Courtney was playing along, teasing a little. Taking it as that, the blonde laughed, grinning broadly. She certainly hadn't been quite that wild when she was Courtney's age. Certainly there were parties, and there was almost certainly sex as well. Kelly didn't spread her legs for just everyone though. She'd had "standards." Mostly they sounded a lot like the kind of standards that Courtney had.

"That's the way to do it," insisted Kelly. She nodded. "You build a relationship with someone, with the teasing and the working and the flirting. And when you're ready, you screw them stupid. That's what I used to do back in high school. Couldn't keep the boys off me."

Being Harvest/Prom queen had helped a lot too. Those had both been very fun nights for Kelly. Not that she'd been a slut before marrying Michael. She'd just enjoyed sex whenever she could get it, generally with her boyfriend at the time. She'd yet to have a single complaint about the issue, beyond the first few back when she'd still been learning where everything went.

Speaking of learning where everything went: Courtney's question. The temptation to play around, dodge, or outright deny crept up on Kelly. But she figured she'd already gotten this far, might as well go all the way. "Well, I kissed my roommate once. You know, you stay up late, drink a lot of wine, start complaining about boys. I think we touched lips for a few seconds before we broke into giggle fits. It just, never really came up."

The natural follow up question would be "And why are you so interested?" But instead Kelly found herself asking, "Why? Is it so much different from a guy?"
 
      • Courtney, unlike the slightly easy though still slightly difficult to crack Kelly, didn't mind answering questions under any circumstances. . Well, as long as it wasn't her parents doing the asking, because for the obvious reasons, they made her uncomfortable during any situation; On purpose. Ah well, she had grown up with her awkward parents for her entire life, no need to be uncomfortable for the rest of it, so long as they didn't catch her in the act of conducting any more parties. Cocking a brow up slightly when Kelly stated that she was acting on this situation of having sex correctly. "Oh really?" You see, if she were to say that in this day and age, she wouldn't know what she was getting herself into, but then again she might have experienced something with a woman before by then too.

        Fortunately, Courtney didn't have to be 'Harvest or Prom Queen' not to say she wasn't in the running for Homecoming and soon to be Prom queen, she was eagerly awaiting the answer to her question. Tilting her head full of dark hair because she was expecting something along the lines of her saying something irrelevant to try and change the subject, thankfully, that wasn't the result. What a plain experience, just kissing. "Wow. . You were lame." She hadn't meant to say that out loud, although laughing shortly after to show that she had no hard feelings toward the woman beside her, the movie now only becoming a distant memory as the screen flashed another scene.

        Someone was getting killed. "Obviously," Courtney responded, closing her eyes and folding her arms over her head, this causing her shirt to raise up just slightly over her lower half, exposing her shorts all the more. "The same sex feels a hell of a lot different than a guy does." She added, opening one of her eyes to look over at Kelly, raising a brow slightly, "You sound curious." [/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
The oh really was met with a highly appropriate eye roll. Did Kelly really look like that much of a prude? Sure, she was cautious and insisted upon bringing up the whole married bit. But she wasn't that old and withdrawn. Certainly nothing like Courtney's parents, bless them. To hear Courtney talk though, you'd think that Kelly was an ex-nun, or some innocent virgin girl.

"It wasn't...! Okay, it was very lame, but that's why I hadn't bothered," insisted Kelly. Lame. Really. So that was a little lame. Most guys would have started panting just hearing that two pretty girls had kissed. Yet there was Courtney, sitting on the couch and proclaiming Kelly's brief flirtation with experimentation as "lame." Almost enough to make Kelly sad. She'd been adventurous, once. And who said she couldn't be adventurous again? She was married, not dead.

Was someone getting killed on screen? Who really cared about the movie at this point? Neither female was paying any particular attention to the antics of poor actors and actresses on the screen. Not when they had their much more engaging conversation to have. Kelly felt almost drunk, and she certainly hadn't had anything inebriating, not yet anyway.

"Of course I'm curious!" insisted Kelly. she laughed, shaking her head. "I mean, what girl isn't? You always wonder about stuff like that. And you come off so knowledgeable. I figure this is probably the only chance I'm ever going to get to find out about it. Not like I'm going to be able to go back to college and try experimenting again."

Another laugh, and Kelly shifted on the couch. A hell of a lot different. In what ways? Girls were supposedly softer, more yielding. and surely a girl would know exactly what to do to another to get them off.

"How is it different?" the question left Kelly even as the words fluttered across her brain. "I mean, it's not like there's, you know, anything to play with or stick anywhere. Is it just like really long foreplay or something?"
 
      • She could not believe at all that this woman didn't, or hadn't even thought, about the differences between a woman and a man when it came to having sex. There were so many differences it was enough to write down and have it stretch across the world twice. Mentally figuring out how to properly word the explanation in her head to this woman, giggling faintly when she couldn't help but shake down her own protest that her one time experience with any woman was just lame. The both of them knew better, but Courtney went on ahead and let the woman settle it out with herself, not saying a word when she finished, though keeping the soft smirk over her lips. Whatever you say. Blinking softly only when she noticed something awkward going on in one of the scenes of the movie, remembering this was one of the stupid parts where one of the females recalled what she thought what was happening.

        Yeah whatever. Turning back to Kelly, she moved carefully to sit on her legs, letting her lips curl into a smile when she announced that she was curious. Blinking however when she stated that she came off as knowledgeable, for a few moments she didn't know what she was going for originally, though she quickly figured out what she meant by stating that this would be her only chance to find out about having sex with another female. Her thoughts as far as sexually activity with women were true, and that it was an easy relativity thing as far as it went with two women. Both of them could easily sense what the others wanted.

        How was it different? What a silly question. Leaning forward slightly, her hair fell over her chest, carefully setting the tray on the floor in case it decided to teeter off the couch. "There are plenty of things to stick places." She responded honestly, still silently surprised she had never had sex with a woman. Evidently she hadn't masturbated in a while either. Turning toward the woman, she shook her head and answered calmly, "And no it's not really long foreplay. It's like, depending on what kind of sex you're having, almost the same as having hetero sex." Moving forward, Courtney leaned over the woman, leaning forward slightly and letting her face grow nearer as she spoke, "For instance, I like rough sex, but I can easily switch from rough sex to soft sex faster than any man could, and have you ever heard of anyone having to fake an orgasm when two women had sex? Never."

        Truth be told, you really didn't hear that every day. Her face now only inches away from Kelly's, she was definitely teasing her now, her curvy frame held up by her arms on either side of the older woman. Though shifting easily, Courtney stood up and picked up the tray, moving toward the door as though she hadn't just come dangerously close to showing this woman what she meant, "Besides, there are plenty of things to stick places, plenty of things to taste, and outrageous amounts of things to play with." She added, moving back out and into the kitchen.[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
The questioning probably wasn't the best idea. Kelly had to be annoying the girl, either that or heading down a dark, dangerous route. one filled with soft moans, great touches, and lips pressing against all kinds of sinful areas. Kelly's mind already started to pull up fantasies. That she had a girl so easily placed into the role of seducer worked beautifully. Twas far too easy to picture Courtney pressing against Kelly, kissing her hard enough to take her breath away.

Kelly found herself gasping as Courtney answered. Less because of the actual answers; most of that information didn't come as a surprise to Kelly. Stick thins. Kinds of sex. Both applied to even Kelly's rapidly dwindling sex life. But when Courtney got closer and started to talk about rough sex. That's when the tiny gasp left Kelly. Barely noticeable, and if asked the blonde would claim it came from the movie, but it was still there. You never had to fake an orgasm. When had Kelly last had an orgasm not brought about by her own two fingers?

Months.

Their faces were only inches away. Kelly could see those lips, lush, the type that boys would doubtless brag of kissing. the beautiful hair that came down to frame an equally appealing face. Even the smell of Courtney wafted through, a teasing, feminine scent. Before anything could truly happen, the other woman pulled away. She left Kelly sitting there, her mind whirling.

Was it cheating? Really? She licked her lips, letting her eyes fall upon Courtney. Such an attractive young girl. and knowledgeable. And flirting with Kelly. If Kelly wanted this, it could happen. Every little sway of that scrumptious, sexual teenage body hinted toward that. Plus the words, oh, those words. Each one a sinful kiss upon the mind, drawing Kelly's thoughts down the darker path. she wanted to stick things places. Wanted to cum again. Wanted to taste.

Licking her lips, Kelly resolved herself then and there. She gave her hair a toss, fluffing it slightly. Reaching down, she adjusted her bra, making certain to emphasize her breasts. At least those were enticing enough, though she now wished her shirt were a tad tighter. Could be moved up though, with a little pulling. And she gave her shirt a roll. The result was a thin ribbon of bared flesh, just along her naval. Her tongue swirled out, wetting her lips just so.

You want this, Kelly. You want to know what it's like to be with a girl, because you're curious. Oh, fuck, you're horny too. You want to cum and she seems willing to provide it. And it's not cheating. Just keep telling yourself that.

"it sounds like fun," called Kelly. She rose, heading out to the kitchen. Her heart pounded so loudly that surely even Courtney could hear. "But it's not like you can just pop over to a neighbor's house and ask for girl sex. Lesbians aren't all that common, right?"

She smiled, leaning against a counter and watching the other girl. The hint was obviously there. An offer being discussed.
 
      • Courtney knew she would wind up being the reason this woman experienced thing she had never experienced before in her life time, but she was happy to give the opportunity to Kelly, licking her lips softly at the thought of eventually hearing an attractive woman saying, perhaps even screaming, her name. Maybe that was a perverse thing for Courtney to think, but truthfully, she could not care less. She knew the woman was going to go for it however, because she had never done it before. And when you were curious? You were more than likely to do certain things. Especially when it came to doing something sexually that you had never experienced, not even in your wildest fantasies? Please, you were likely to do anything.

        She could almost hear the older woman in the movie room having thoughts, not exactly second thoughts, but thoughts about how this could possibly go wrong. It couldn't, because she wasn't going to go and tattle by telling her husband that she knew how to hit the right spots of his wife. Smirking only at the thought, she cleaned up the tray slightly, placing the rest of the fruit back in the refrigerator, her firm rear in the air as Kelly sauntered into the kitchen with something to say about the silent offer she had passed. Her tight teenage body raising up slightly to a proper standing position, noticing the slight changes she had done to make herself presentable in such a situation.

        A soft giggle emerging from Courtney, her hand fell over her full lips, tapping them lightly before moving toward the woman, sensing the nervousness in her when she spoke of just coming over to a neighbor's house for sex. "Ask?" She repeated, tilting her dark haired head, her body now pressing against the other woman's once she leaned against the counter, allowing her to feel the young curves of her body, "If I just happen to pop over at my neighbor's house for girl sex? I won't be asking. And neither should that neighbor." Smiling softly as her lips again hovered a few inches away from Kelly's, this time she let her lips press to the other woman's, her hands carefully grazing over the thin line of exposed skin.

        Breaking the kiss though not the contact of their lips, Courtney spoke softly, "Calm down or you'll have a fucking heart attack." Gripping her hips gently, making sure that her hands were on her skin and underneath the fabric of her shirt. Her lips again dancing along Kelly's, her tongue gently grazed over her bottom lip before guiding kisses down to her neck, and all the while her lips were working down, her hands were working up. It was simple, reaching up and gripping her breasts through her bra, she was going to be soft with her for a little while, sucking gently on the woman's neck before murmuring into her skin, "You want me to keep you company in the afternoons?"[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
Kelly took some pride in knowing that while she might be experiencing this for the first time, she'd picked quite the partner for it. Courtney looked like a wet dream brought to life. Succulent hips, beautiful, kissable lips, a body to die for. Actually, much like Kelly herself had looked back in her day, and she knew the work it took to maintain such a form. Said form would press against her, bring her to new heights. If only the fluttering in Kelly's chest would go down.

Curves drew along curves, lush bodies pressing against one another. Kelly's breath caught for a moment, a heady rush shooting through her. Her lips parted minutely, before being seized by the girl's. Kelly tried to kiss back. Her lips moved along Courtney's, feeling the difference. The slight taste of the fruit remained upon their lips, teasing. And the softness. It felt softer than any kiss Kelly had experienced, even with the feeling behind it.

And those hands fluttered over the skin Kelly had bared for her. Nails drew along her flesh, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. The touch and kiss set off a bit of a flare in the older woman, one that she recognized, even though it had been a while: lust. Lust rose within her, making her smile as they broke the kiss.

"Right, calm down. Because I have sex with teenage girls every day," replied Kelly. She felt hands upon her hips, again on her skin. The touch felt oddly cold, sending shivers throughout Kelly. the light touches and gentle kisses were working at soothing Kelly's nerves. Sexual tension replaced it, however, drawing the usual reactions from Kelly's undersexed body. Her lips drew against Courtney's, again kissing back. At least Kelly could kiss like a pro. Her tongue even moved in response to Courtney's, almost as if playing follow the leader.

And the kisses worked down Kelly's neck. The woman moaned, arching, moving to bare more of her flesh before the girl. Hands worked counter rising from Kelly's hips toward her breasts. Soon they gripped the twin mounds through the bra. It was then that Kelly moaned, her body shuddering. such teasing touches. Such gentle kisses. She was being seduced.

Far too long.

"Anytime," agreed Kelly. She smiled, moving to run her hand along those curves. Her own hands trailed over the girl's skin, feeling her taut body even beneath the clothing. A hot girl. And soon to guide Kelly through lesbian sex. Delicious.
 
      • The initial thought that she would be so many firsts for this woman had never actually crossed her mind until recently, taking note that she didn't burst into a fit of cutesy, otherwise known as lame, giggles, no instead she kissed back. That was the response of someone who was going to be responsive for the whole night, which was exactly what Courtney wanted. No need to be playing around with a dead weight, eh? Laughing softly into the skin of her neck when she announced that she had sex with teenage girls every day, of course she took note of the sarcasm, however her words danced along her collarbone, "You're not having sex with anyone yet, so calm down." Another true statement pointed out, Courtney hadn't penetrated anything, she hadn't stuck her tongue anywhere that would cause a nun to pass out or, better yet, die. She wasn't having sex with a teenage girl, not yet anyway.

        Her hands again worked the breasts that were cupped in her hands, shifting them down to push her shirt up and just over her breasts, her lips leaving soft kisses on either breast, kissing over the exposed skin first. Anytime sounded like a fabulous time frame to be given, and it was, letting her tongue fall out of her mouth, Courtney was going to have fun playing with this older woman. One hand working her opposite breast while the other was maintained by her tongue flicking out and working over her clothed nipple, Courtney's mouth gently enveloped the woman's breast, sucking only once before taking a bite through the material. Her free hand working behind the woman to unclasp her bra, once the slack was there, she shifted the bra up as well, licking her lips and letting her lustful eyes look up at the woman.

        She hoped she knew what she was getting herself into; And if she didn't, Courtney was more than willing to show her. Instead of letting her lips return back to the breast she had been working on, they instead made an assault to her other breast, taking the nipple in her mouth and letting her tongue roam over it. Taking the simple time to bite softly and then kiss where that very bite was, her hands were not idle objects, sliding down to her waistline and gently massaging her hips, moving to let her lips kiss between her perfect mounds. Soft lips moving down her body and letting herself move to sit on her knees, leaving another trail of her lips down her body until she reached her cargo pants. Working the zipper down and moving them down her waist and legs before letting gravity do the rest, her eyes again looking up at the older woman with curious eyes to see what her expression would be with a teenage girl's face just inches away from her warm folds.

        "Do you want to have a teenage girl have sex with you?"[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
No, this wasn't sex, not just yet. Instead it was a series of arousing kisses and touches meant to rile a person up for sex. Never in her life had Kelly had a lover who worked her quite this well. First those lips along her neck, pressing lightly. Kelly's imagination painted little prints of lipstick, girlish signs of affection. The reality proved sweeter yet, laughter echoing along Kelly's collar bone. she struggled to get herself to calm down, but excitement, almost giddiness, overwhelmed her as Courtney toyed with her body.

Yes, toyed. For Kelly quickly became willing puddy in the younger girl's expert hands. Her shirt shifted to expose the tops of her breasts, most of the flesh encased in supportive material. Lips pressed against that exposed skin, the cool connection causing a shudder within Kelly. A hand had moved to aid the other breast, moving over the nipples and toying with the mound of flesh and nerves. A tongue joined in, moving to flick over the clothed nipple. A gasp, and Kelly could feel her nipple hardening further, stiffening into a point that thrived under the attentions shown it by the nubile girl. The mouth moved, engulfing the nipple, taking it within the steaming confines. Again Kelly moaned, her body jerking at the affection. teeth drew in soon, drawing along tense flesh. Goosebumps broke out along Kelly's skin as she watched, awestruck and tense. such expert manipulations. Had Kelly known that a woman could do this to her, cause such intense feelings to swell in her, she would have given herself over to one years ago. That friend and she wouldn't have giggled, for Kelly would have ceased this pleasure and took it for her own.

The blonde was dimly aware that she should probably be reciprocating in some form or fashion. Her hands had gone to Courtney's shoulders, unable to do more than hold them. The sheer sensation, that dancing, dazzling shock of nerves that coursed and shot through Kelly's body with each touch, immobilized her. All she could do was give herself over to the sensation, diving into the sea of roiling lust and hormones. Drowning in it.

Cool air kissed the bared, wet nipple, making Kelly bite her lip as yet more sensations passed along her. The sheer electricity of it. How could you not scream for joy? Courtney hadn't even touched her sex yet, hadn't delved to the most sensitive of areas. Yet already that tension had begun, mounting and starting up Kelly's body on a path it had known all too well once.

The nipple slid between teeth and Kelly cried out. Her eyes squeezed shut, the sheer force of the pleasure almost too much for her. how could this girl manage such a thing? Again the thoughts plagued Kelly, though she dismissed them, grasping at the pleasure once more.

her pants gave way, loosening. Gravity tugged them off her smooth legs, dragging a wet pair of panties with them. Now Courtney's beautiful face hovered dangerously close to Kelly's quivering sex. she could feel the teenager's hot breath upon them, the air stirring her folds and driving her even more wild. Reaching down, she threaded her hand through the hair, her now lusty eyes meeting Courtneys.

"Please," she hissed, shifting her hips slightly, "please have sex with me."
 
      • Despite all these events occurring, her mind was half venturing on something else, calculating time like any true teenager with a partying, rebellious mind would. Her parents had left a little under an hour ago, leaving perhaps an hour or two left depending on how well their night out was going, and generally they got desert, which automatically added an extra thirty minutes. Believe it or not, this was how most of her parties wound up going to the point of her rarely being caught and only a few slip ups had ever occurred to where she did; Thanks to the nosy ass neighborhood watch they had in this corny suburb. Her taut young body settled between her legs, sitting on her knees and examining the woman carefully as though she were mapping out her body, and truth be told she was.

        From that delicious way her neck felt to the wonderful taste of her breasts in her mouth, to the smooth stomach and all the way down to her matured hipbones, there were only a few things her lips hadn't covered yet, and it wasn't like she was going to just leave those boundaries untouched. Oh no, she had enough time to touch every part she wanted to. Didn't mean she would use all of her tricks at once, sitting up off her legs and again making sure that she came dangerously close again, breathing naturally, though teasing with purpose to get the reaction she knew was coming. A gentle smile falling over her lips with the hand that slid its fingers through her soft, dark hair, Courtney kept her eyes up when the woman stated her first please.

        Oh? Now she was entirely sure about having sex with a teenage girl? Or rather letting one drive her off the wall. Hands sliding up her legs and between her inner thighs, her warm touch spread her thighs, nails lightly scratching the soft skin and letting her face hover another inch in front of her wet folds; She could smell her. Smell the arousal and feel the heat coming off her body, and with such a fact being known, her tongue slid from her lips and instantly took a surprising, easy to catch one off guard, broad stroke up to taste the older woman. Licking her lips softly, Courtney's eyes again found the older woman's, one of her hands shifting behind her to take a soft grab to her rear, while her index and middle finger danced over her wet lips.

        "Tell me how badly you want me to." As a seventeen year old, it was only right of her to know what she was doing as far as toying with people went, and she was going to perfect her skills on this particular woman. Her fingers sliding over her wet lips again, her middle finger began working her carefully, finger not entering the woman though applying pressure without care that it could wind up driving the woman a little out of her mind. Closing her eyes for a moment, she let cheek gently settle against her hipbone, whispering against her skin, "Tell me Miss Kelly."[/list:u][/list:u][/list:u]
 
For Kelly, time didn't matter. She'd given herself over to the feelings, not caring or wanting to care about anything beyond the girl in front of her. The girl in front of her, and the feelings that girl brought forth with each touch. Courtney played Kelly like the older woman was an instrument and the younger a maestro.

The blonde woman gasped to feel hands sliding up her legs. They drifted into her inner thighs, getting closer and closer toward the quivering sex. Already Kelly's lips were gathering moisture, blood flowing there in her excitement. Her body knew what was coming even better than her mind. Those nails were drifting every closer to wet folds. And Kelly's folds tried to move to meet her, driven by the movements of hips. There was the lips. The quick movement of the tongue, that wet muscle just touching Kelly's pussy, made the older woman yelp. Her body jerked, shivering as though shocked. Little thrills had gone all through her, filling her bloodstream and leaving her feeling euphoric.

Hands took Kelly's lush rear, just plump from her increased eating, and still firm from her life of activity. And the middle finger was right there, pressing against Kelly's nether lips but not going in. The older woman whimpered, moving her hips to slide her wetness over the finger.

"I want you so bad," began Kelly. She had to swallow, and tossed her mane of blonde curls to get a better look. She was supposed to talk now? She could barely think straight, yet she knew she'd have to talk. This girl would play with her, already was, and would drive her mad before actually doing anything. Had to talk. "I want you so much it hurts. My entire body wants you. It needs you. See how wet my, my," swallow, "pussy is for you? It's all wet and the little clitty is sticking up for you. I want you more than I've ever wanted a man," a light lie, probably, "please, please just take me. I want you, ooooooh."

At last she gave in, jerking her hips toward Courtney in a last ditch effort to get the feeling she craved.
 
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