The Girl Next Door, Part Two

Madison shivered, again. Even though she was completely naked, it had nothing to do with a chill. It was a naughty thrill that worked up her spine as she posed for Stephanie. She was doing her best Kate Winslet from Titanic, stretched out on her side on the couch in her living room. Looking at the girl sitting in the chair across with her sketch pad on her knees, Madison had to smile when the pose was lost on the girl. The movie had probably come out before she was born.

Posing for the girl naked like this was wrong, but not nearly as wrong as the fact it was foreplay. When the girl had finished her sketch, Madison still wouldn’t need her clothes. Her heart was beating a little faster, thinking about sleeping with Stephanie, again.

It has been about four months since she locked herself out of her apartment naked and she first met Stephanie. In that length of time, that initial attraction has become something much more. She was in love with a thirteen-year-old girl. And not just a little bit, but hopelessly head over heels.

Since Stephanie’s mother worked long hours, they could spend most evenings together. They took turns cooking dinner, eating at Madison’s or Stephanie’s apartment, then usually ended up in bed together. It had been a little weird, the first time Madison made love to Stephanie in the girl’s bed. There had been a taboo nature to it, doing those things in a young girl’s room. She had quickly gotten over the feeling, and they had put a lot of miles on Stephanie’s twin sized bed.

They would end up in Madison’s bed tonight, though. It was supposed to be her turn to cook, but the girl had wanted to draw her, again. Stephanie liked to do sketches of her naked and Madison was a little ashamed to admit that it turned her on to pose for the girl. There were a half dozen drawings in a folder tucked away in her office.

She shivered again. Posing like this for Stephanie had her so horny she could barely stand it. If Stephanie didn’t finish this sketch soon, Madison thought she might go crazy.

Stephanie looked up from her sketchpad, saw Madison looking at her. She smiled and set her drawing aside. Slipping off the chair, she knelt in front of Madison and gave her a toe curling kiss.

“Finished?” Madison asked.

“Not quite,” Stephanie said, smiling, “you can move, though.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to mess up your drawing,” Madison said.

“I know your body by heart, could draw you with my eyes closed,” Stephanie said, kissing her, again.

“Then why did you ask me to pose for you?” Madison asked.

Grinning, Stephanie said, “Because I know how turned on you get. That and I just wanted to see you naked.”

“So this was all just foreplay?” Madison asked.

“Not just foreplay,” Stephanie said, stealing one more kiss, “I also really like drawing you. You are my muse.”

“I’m your muse, huh?” Madison repeated, smiling at the girl.

“You are so beautiful and incredibly sexy that you inspire all kind of thoughts in me,” Stephanie said, then added playfully, “some of them even artistic.”

“What are the other thoughts I inspire?”

“They usually involve your bed or mine,” Stephanie said, then grinned, “or the shower. Occasionally the kitchen table.”

“The kitchen table was only once,” Madison said, laughing.

“So far,” Stephanie said.

“So far,” Madison agreed, sitting up. She smiled as the girl crawled onto her lap. Leaning in for a kiss, she said, “You forgot the couch.”

“Have we done it on the couch?” Stephanie asked, putting her arms around Madison’s neck, “I think we’ve started here a few times but usually end up in your bed before it gets really serious.”

“Huh,” Madison said, thinking Stephanie was right.

With a playful uptick of the corners of her mouth, Stephanie said, “We could break it in now.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” Madison said, kissing her deeply.

She hooked her fingers in Stephanie’s shirt, pulled it up and off. Their lips met again as Madison fumbled with the catches on the girl’s bra in her haste to get the girl out of her clothes. She finally managed to get it off, and the bra joined Stephanie’s shirt on the floor. Getting her hands under the girl’s buttocks, Madison stood up and dumped the giggling girl on to the couch. She pulled Stephanie’s shoes off, tossing them over her shoulder. Stephanie unbuttoned her jeans and raised her backside off the cushions so Madison could work them off her hips and down her long legs. As Madison tossed the jeans aside, Stephanie put her legs in the air to remove her panties.

Madison caught the girl’s legs before she could put them back down. She kissed Stephanie just above her ankle, then on the inside of her knee. Her thigh. As she moved higher, she heard the girl’s breathing change. Smiling, she crawled onto the couch with the girl, using her hands to push her legs wide open. Madison took a moment to admire Stephanie’s pretty pussy before lowering her mouth to it. Stephanie moaned as Madison ran her tongue across her bud. The caress of her tongue had the girl’s hips moving, pushing against her mouth eagerly.

Don’t hold back, Stephanie had told her that first time they slept together. The fact that the girl was only thirteen was never completely out of her mind, but she never held back when she was with Stephanie. She doubted she could even if she had wanted to. The girl was so lovely, and Madison couldn’t get enough of her.

“God that feels so good,” Stephanie said, her hand slipping into the hair on the back of Madison’s head. Her fingers tightened as Madison continued to tease her bud. Her soft moans filled the living room, and the musky scent of her excitement tickled Madison’s nose.

Stephanie was only thirteen, but she wasn’t shy or hesitant when it came to making love. She was just as passionate and eager as Madison was. Maybe more so, the hormones in her teenage body making her horny all the time. Madison wasn’t complaining though. The girl made her feel like a teenager again, too.

Madison let her hands roam over the girl. They had been together for months now and made love four or five times a week, but the girl’s taut body never failed to fascinate her fingertips. She knew every curve and plain of Stephanie by heart, but it still felt like it was her first time discovering them. It has never been like this before for her. Not even with Heather, the girl who had broken her heart all those years ago, but still epitomized her tastes in a girl. Or used to. Stephanie had stolen Heather’s spot on the pedestal.

She looked up when she heard a new urgency in Stephanie’s cries. She saw the girl clutching at the cushions, her back arched off the couch. Smiling, she thought the girl was going to come. Madison was a little jealous- she couldn’t remember climaxing like this when she was Stephanie’s age. She might have, but it was still something to see. Stephanie came so hard, her whole body shaking like she was being shocked. Madison just liked to sit back and watch the girl lose herself to her ecstasy.

The flick of her tongue did the girl in, and Stephanie cried out one more time as she orgasmed. Smiling, Madison watched the girl shake. She loved making the girl feel like this.

“Mm…” Stephanie said, smiling at Madison.

Madison moved up the girl, gave her a tender kiss. The girl put her hand on Madison’s neck, urged her to switch spots with her. With the girl suddenly on top of her, Madison looked up at her expectantly. The smile Stephanie favored her with made her heart race in her breast. It was a sexy smile, one that spoke volumes about what was on the girl’s mind.

As Stephanie moved lower, pushing Madison’s legs wide open, Madison couldn’t help but think about that first time they had had sex and how far Stephanie has come. All the times she has lain with Madison has made her a more than competent lover. More than that, Stephanie has become confident in her skills, and Madison found that incredibly sexy. Confidence was always attractive in a partner, but to see the young girl come into her own turned Madison on more than she liked to admit.

Stephanie kissed the inside of Madison’s thigh, then again, higher. The girl’s soft lips left Madison’s skin tingling and her heart racing each time they pressed against her leg. Madison knew where this was heading but the hot, wet caress of the girl’s tongue against her bud still startled a gasp from her. The gasp was followed quickly by a moan as pleasure ebbed through her. The girl knew just what she wanted- needed- and she had Madison writhing against her mouth.

The girl’s hands roamed over Madison’s body, and Madison didn’t think it was purely for her benefit. Madison thought Stephanie found her body as fascinating as she did Stephanie’s. She smiled, thinking about what the girl had said, that she was the girl’s muse and inspired all kinds of thoughts in her, some of them even artistic. That meant the rest of them were purely carnal. The way the girl looked at her made her feel beautiful, but the fact that Stephanie couldn’t keep her hands off of her… That made her feel incredibly sexy.

Posing for the girl had made her a horny mess, and it didn’t take long for Stephanie’s capable mouth to have her tiptoeing along the edge of ecstasy. She held onto the couch cushions for dear life as her body tightened around the first stirring of an orgasm. She was in danger of rending the fabric as her fingers dug into it. Her back was arched, and her cries were getting louder and louder. Then they were cut off mid cry as she climaxed. All the tension that had been building in her body fled in a hurry, leaving her a trembling mass of happy nerve endings.

Stephanie was grinning at her from between her legs and Madison half sat up to kiss her. Lying back, she pulled the girl with her, so Stephanie was lying atop her. The girl smiled at her, then snuggled against her.

“Do you have to rush off?” Madison asked, glancing at the clock. It was four-thirty-eight.

“Yeah,” Stephanie said, not sounding any more pleased about that Madison, “Mom said she’d be home before five today.”

“Early today,” Madison said.

Stephanie laughed, said, “Pretty bad when getting off on time makes for an ‘early’ day.”

“Yeah,” Madison said, feeling kind of bad that her work day had ended at three.

Sighing, Stephanie got off of Madison and started gathering her clothes. Rolling onto her side, Madison watched the girl get dressed, wishing she could stay a little longer. It was nothing new- she never wanted the girl to leave.

Back in her clothes, Stephanie sank to her knees by the couch and kissed Madison heatedly. Finally breaking it, she smiled at Madison said, “A little something to make you miss me.”

“You don’t have to worry about that,” Madison said, truthfully.

Smiling, Stephanie gave her one more kiss, then got up. Madison slipped off the couch, walked the girl to the door. As Stephanie stepped out into the hallway and unlocked the door to her own apartment, Madison waved. Before slipping inside, Stephanie gave Madison a little wave. Then she was gone.

Remembering she was naked, Madison closed the door before any of her neighbors could happen along. Standing in her kitchen, she shook her head as she realized she missed the girl already.

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Madison tucked her legs underneath her and reached for her glass of wine. Taking a sip, she looked at the sketch pad laying on the couch beside her. She had dug it out of storage earlier today, feeling the urge to draw for the first time in a long time. In middle school and high school, she had drawn a lot. Some in college, where she double majored in graphic design and business, but not much since she entered the workforce.

She really wasn’t sure why she felt the urge to draw all of a sudden, but it had been strong enough for her to dust off her box of art supplies. Unfortunately, the urge to draw hadn’t come with inspiration about the subject matter. She had changed out of her work clothes and into some yoga pants and a t-shirt, pulling her hair up into a ponytail. With her pencils and her sketch pad, she had sat down to draw, but she hasn’t put a single line on the page. A little frustrated, she had gone to the kitchen for a glass of wine. The one she was sipping from now was her second, and she still didn’t know what to draw.

There was a knock at the door, and Madison unfurled her legs and stood up. Leaving her wine in the living room, she went to answer the door. When she looked through the fish-eye lens, she saw Stephanie standing in the hallway. Smiling, she turned the deadbolt and let the girl in. No sooner had she closed the door, did the girl slip into her arms and kiss her deeply.

“Hi,” Madison said, her voice a little husky.

“Hi,” Stephanie said, smiling up at her.

“I thought you couldn’t come over today,” Madison said.

“I didn’t think I could. Mom must have had to go into work because there was a note on the refrigerator when I got home,” Stephanie said.

Looking down, Madison saw the girl was still wearing her school uniform, her backpack still on her shoulders. Smiling, she asked, “You didn’t bother to change out of your uniform?”

“I was so happy I was going to get to see you,” Stephanie said, a little sheepishly, “I ran over here as soon as I saw the note.”

“Is it wrong that I love you in your uniform?” Madison said.

“Probably,” Stephanie said, laughing.

“How long do you have?” Madison asked.

“The note said ‘Don’t wait up’,” Stephanie said, kissing Madison.

“Your poor mom,” Madison said, shaking her head.

“I know I should feel bad for her, but…” Stephanie said, favoring Madison with a sexy little smile, “I’m glad I get to see you today.”

“Me, too,” Madison said, kissing her, again. Pulling back, she asked, “Do you have homework?”

“A little,” Stephanie said, then laughed, “If I had known Mom wouldn’t be home, I would have done it on the bus.”

“You can do it now, if you want,” Madison said, slipping out of the girl’s arms, “I’ll put us something together for dinner.”

“Okay,” Stephanie said, shrugging out of her backpack as she headed into the living room.

Madison watched her go, her eyes drawn to the twitch of Stephanie’s backside in the pleated skirt. Shaking her head, she wished she had been lying about being turned on by the school uniform, but she really did think Stephanie looked incredibly sexy in it.

I’m such a perv, Madison thought as she opened the fridge.

Poking around inside, she realized she had a bunch of ingredients that didn’t really make anything. She spotted some eggs and a pack of bacon, the only two things remotely related to each other. She glanced toward the living room, wondering if Stephanie would mind breakfast for dinner. Looking at the bacon, Madison shrugged, thinking no one said no to bacon.

She grabbed the eggs and bacon, and when she straightened up, she saw Stephanie coming out of the living room with her sketch pad.

“What’s this?” Stephanie asked.

“My old sketch pad,” Madison said.

“Can I look?” Stephanie asked.

“If you want,” Madison said, grabbing a skillet, “I’m making us some eggs and bacon. How do you like your eggs?”

“Over easy,” Stephanie said, grinning, “it’s a little late for breakfast, isn’t it?”

“It isn’t my turn to cook until Wednesday,” Madison said, shrugging, “I was planning on going grocery shopping tomorrow.”

“Okay,” Stephanie said, opening the sketchbook.

Glancing at her Madison asked, “Did you finish your homework?”

“No,” Stephanie said.

“Before you start looking through that, finish it,” Madison said, shooing her out of the kitchen.

Sighing dramatically, Stephanie said, “Yes, Mom.”

As Stephanie returned to the living room to finish her homework, Madison returned her attention to making dinner. She had to smile at how far she has come as a cook. Before that first time making dinner for Stephanie, she hadn’t even owned a pan, let alone known what to do with one. She still wouldn’t win any awards for her cooking, but she was a whole lot more comfortable in front of a stove than she used to be and her repertoire of dishes was growing each time it was her turn to make dinner.

She hummed to herself as she fried the bacon, then the eggs. She added some toast and was just pouring some orange juice into glasses, when Stephanie came into the kitchen. Smiling, Madison set a plate of food in front of her. She sat down next to her with her own plate.

“Did you finish your homework?” Madison asked.

“Yeah. I just had a little,” Stephanie said, taking a bite of bacon, “You might be onto something, breakfast for dinner.”

“Can’t go wrong with eggs and bacon,” Madison agreed.

They ate in a comfortable silence, enjoying their food. When they were done, Madison collected their dishes and rinsed them in the sink before putting them in the dishwasher. Stephanie went back to the living room and, after Madison had started the load of dishes, she went to see what she was up to. She found the girl on the couch, flipping through her old sketchbook. Sitting beside her, Madison smiled at her old drawings. Some of the ones at the beginning of the book dated all the way back to middle school, when she was Stephanie’s age.

“You are good,” Stephanie said, smiling at Madison.

“Thanks,” Madison said.

“Do you still draw?” Stephanie asked.

“Um… Not much,” Madison said, laughing, “maybe doodle some at work if I’m bored.”

“Why did you get this out, now?”

“I had the urge to draw earlier,” Madison said.

“Draw what?” Stephanie asked, glancing at her.

Snorting, Madison said, “I don’t know. I couldn’t figure out what I wanted to draw.”

Stephanie started grinning, but didn’t say anything. Madison frowned, wondering what the girl was smiling about. She just looked at the girl, not saying anything. Finally, Stephanie said, “Sounds like you need a muse.”

Inhaling sharply, Madison gaped at her. When she saw Stephanie was serious, she asked, “You’d pose for me?”

“Only seems fair, all the times you posed for me,” Stephanie said, smiling playfully at Madison, “it’d be kind of exciting, being on the other side of the pencil for a change.”

“Huh,” Madison said, looking at her sketchbook on the girl’s lap. She had done some figure drawings in college, but what Stephanie was suggesting was a lot less clinical and a whole lot more thrilling. She had to admit the idea of drawing Stephanie in some erotic pose interested her. In more ways than one.

“I think I’d make a great muse,” Stephanie said, the corners of her mouth turning up even more, “I can already see the wheels turning. Have I put thoughts in your head?”

“Yeah,” Madison said, then laughed, “some of them are even artistic.”

“Well,” Stephanie said, passing the sketchbook to Madison, “we’ll start with the artistic ones and see where that takes us.”

“Yeah,” Madison said.

“How do you want me?” Stephanie asked, standing up and starting to unbutton her blouse.

“Um…” Madison said, blushing, “could you leave the school uniform on?”

Laughing, Stephanie asked, “The uniform really does it for you, huh?”

“Yeah,” Madison said, sheepishly.

“Maybe I won’t bother changing after school anymore,” Stephanie said, playfully. She finished unbuttoning her shirt, letting it hang open. Reaching behind her, she popped the catches on her bra, removing it without removing her top. She tossed it aside, then reached under her skirt to remove her panties. These she threw at Madison. She looked around the living room for a second, then spotted the chair opposite the couch.

“How about the chair?” Stephanie asked, pointing at it.

“Do whatever you feel,” Madison said, picking up her pencil, “give me your best sexy pose.”

“My best sexy pose,” Stephanie parroted, looking at the chair. Sitting in it at an angle, she put one leg over an armrest in a very un-ladylike manner. Her skirt gathered around her hips and Madison could see underneath it. The shirt hung open, revealing one small, pale breast. The pose was lewd and very suggestive, but it was her smile and the look of excitement in the girl’s eyes that got Madison’s heart going.

Madison thought about the thrill she had gotten being naked on the other side of the canvas and she wondered if Stephanie was feeling that now. Judging by the look in her eyes, Madison thought she was, and she wondered if it turned the girl on as much as it did her. Would this be foreplay for Stephanie, too?

Looking at the girl half in and half out of her school uniform, Madison hoped so. Her hand was shaking as she put her pencil to paper. She took a deep breath to calm herself before making a line. It didn’t completely help, not with the half naked girl sitting across from her looking so sexy. As calm as she was going to get, she started drawing.

It didn’t take long for her to realize how out of practice she was. She kept her lines light because she was needing to use the eraser too much. Still, the more graphite she put on the page, the smoother her lines became. She started with the chair, in the hopes that by the time she made it to Stephanie’s lovely body, she’d be in more control of her pencil.

The fact that her eyes kept wanting to go to Stephanie and not the drawing pad on her knees didn’t help any. The girl was easy to look at and hard not to. The school uniform, with its simple skirt and button up blouse only made it harder. The uniform was modest, not particularly revealing, but it got her going for some reason.

Because I’m a perv, she thought, smiling.

The itch she had felt to draw earlier soothed, she realized what she had wanted to draw all along. Stephanie inspired many thoughts in Madison, and now some of them were artistic, too. She found the girl incredibly attractive, but she kept hanging around the girl even though she knew it was a bad idea because she just liked being with her. The sex was fun, but even if they stopped sleeping together, Madison would still want to spend time with her. Stephanie was funny and bright, had a way of looking at things that went along with Madison’s own views.

It was one of the many reasons she had fallen in love with the girl. She hasn’t told Stephanie, yet. Madison was a little scared to, didn’t want to frighten the girl away. Madison thought Stephanie might have feelings of her own, but she still hesitated. The words were always on her lips, those three little words, but she kept holding them back. She liked being with Stephanie too much, didn’t want to ruin this thing they had by putting the girl on the spot.

“Are you finished?” Stephanie asked, giving Madison a curious look.

Madison blinked, realized she had just been staring at the girl, the pencil idle in her hand. Laughing, she said, “Um, no. I got distracted.”

Stephanie smiled brightly at her, said, “Do I distract you?”

“All the time,” Madison said, which was the truth, “it’s a wonder I get anything done at work because of you.”

Laughing, Stephanie said, “I have the same problem at school.”

“You do?” Madison said, smiling at her.

“All the time,” Stephanie said.

Madison was still smiling as she returned to her drawing. She kind of liked the idea that the girl was thinking about her, even when they weren’t together. She didn’t want to be the only one.

The human body was one of the most difficult things to draw, and Madison wanted to get this picture just right. The image of Stephanie sitting in the chair like that was already burned into her memory, but she wanted this drawing as a keepsake of this evening. So, she took her time, made every pencil mark count.

“You are cute when you are concentrating,” Stephanie said, amused.

“I’m not as good at portraits as you are,” Madison said, pausing to meet the girl’s eyes, “and I want my drawing to be as beautiful and sexy as you are sitting there.”

“Okay,” Stephanie said, smiling brightly at Madison.

“I’m almost done, though,” Madison said.

“Good,” Stephanie said, excitedly, “you have no idea how hard it is just to sit here with you looking at me like that.”

“Oh, I do,” Madison said, her heart racing.

“Yeah, I guess you do,” Stephanie said, laughing, “hurry, anyway.”

Madison’s hand was shaking, again. Stephanie was ready to go, and that fact broke her concentration. She took a couple of deep breaths to calm down enough to trust herself to put the pencil back to the paper.

She thought she was finished. Looking at the drawing she had created, she was more than satisfied. It was easily the best portrait she has ever done, her lines clean and her shading tight. She had captured Stephanie’s sweet eroticism on the page as surely as if it had been a photograph.

“Are you finished?” Stephanie asked.

“Um, yeah,” Madison said.

The girl came to her, sat in her lap. Madison let the girl see her picture, wrapping her arms around her. Kissing Stephanie’s shoulder, she said, “This is the best portrait I’ve ever done.”

Smiling at her, Stephanie said, “It’s beautiful.”

“And sexy, but that’s just because you are in it,” Madison said.

Stephanie kissed her, said, “Let’s go to your room.”

“Yeah,” Madison said.

The girl hopped off her lap and took her hand. Madison tossed the sketchpad on the couch and followed the girl down the hall. Belatedly, she remembered her bed was littered with boxes she had removed from her closet while looking for her sketchpad. She had to fight the urge just to sweep everything to the floor.

“What happened in here?” Stephanie asked, looking at the mess on the bed.

“I was trying to find my sketchpad and didn’t put everything back,” Madison said, stuffing everything back into boxes and setting them on the floor.

“What is this?” Stephanie asked.

Madison glanced up and saw what the girl had found. It was her old strap-on, the one she had had in college. She had forgotten about it until she had discovered it in one of the boxes of college stuff. She had a new and improved model in her unmentionables drawer.

“Um, it’s a strap-on harness,” Madison said, taking it from her. She found the pink rubber dildo and inserted it into the harness, then held it up so Stephanie could see it.

Her eyes wide, Stephanie said, “So, it’s for… I didn’t even know they made something like this.”

“I would have been surprised if you did,” Madison said, putting the strap-on in a box and setting it on the floor. She finished clearing off the bed and turned to Stephanie, saw the girl had fished the strap-on out of the box. Madison met the girl’s eyes, and she saw the wheels turning. Her heart beating faster, Madison said, “I’m not sure you are ready for this, yet.”

Meeting her eyes, Stephanie said, “You promised not to hold back.”

Madison went to the girl, kissed her deeply, and said, “I just don’t want to hurt you, is all.”

“Will it hurt?” Stephanie asked, a little anxious.

Looking at her for a moment, Madison saw the girl was really thinking about it. She kissed the girl, again, said, “It can, yeah. There will be a little discomfort the first time, but how much depends on how gentle and patient your partner is.”

“Are you gentle and patient?” Stephanie asked. The way the girl said it, it was more of an invitation than a question.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Madison asked, searching the girl’s eyes.

“Would you ask if I was older?” Stephanie asked.

“If I knew it was your first time, yeah,” Madison said, smiling warmly at her, “your first time should be with someone special.”

“It will be,” Stephanie said, slipping into Madison’s arms.

She was pretty sure Stephanie had made up her mind. Madison was touched that she would get to share this with the girl. Pulling back to arm’s length, she met the girl’s eyes. She opened her mouth to say that she was honored, but what came out was, “I love you.”

Stephanie’s eyes got wide, and she gasped. She just stared at Madison for a while and Madison thought maybe she had blown it. Then the girl hugged her tightly, said, “God, I love you, too.”

“Yeah?” Madison asked, smiling at her.

“Yeah,” Stephanie said, then a little sheepishly, “I’ve covered my notebooks with hearts and our initials. People at school keep asking who MH is.”

Laughing, Madison said, “What do you tell them?”

“That it’s none of their business,” Stephanie said, grinning at her.

Madison smiled at her, said, “And they just let it go?”

“My friend Casey keeps asking,” Stephanie said, sighing, “I’m going to have to come up with a story to tell her soon.”

“Do you have any idea what you’d tell her?” Madison asked.

“I was thinking I might tell her a slightly doctored version of the truth,” Stephanie said, meeting Madison’s eyes, “I’ll tell her I have a crush on my neighbor. You. I’ll just leave out the fact that we’ve met and everything after that.”

“Think she’ll buy it?” Madison asked.

“That I have a crush on an older woman?” Stephanie said, blushing, “um, she knows about my… tastes. She’s seen my drawings, knows I like older women… So, yeah. She’d buy it.”

“She’s a close friend, then?” Madison guessed.

“My best friend,” Stephanie said, nodding.

“Those are the hardest to lie to,” Madison said, meeting the girl’s eyes.

Sighing, Stephanie said, “Yeah. I hope she doesn’t ask too many questions. Telling her I have a crush on you isn’t a lie. It’s a bit more than a crush, though.”

“You know,” Madison said, smiling at her, “I didn’t mean to say I love you. It just sort of slipped out.”

“Oh,” Stephanie said, her eyes troubled.

“Don’t get me wrong,” Madison said, putting her hand on the girl’s cheek, “I mean it. I’m glad it slipped out, but I was worried if I told you, it might scare you off. I’m glad you didn’t run away when I said it.”

“I’m glad it slipped out, too,” Stephanie said, kissing her. It started out as a tender, loving kiss, but it didn’t stay that way. They had distracted themselves with finally professing their love for each other, but the closeness of their bodies reminded them why they had come to the bedroom in the first place. The kiss deepened in a hurry.

Stephanie finally broke it, went to the bed and stretched out on her back. Propped up on her elbows, she shook her head as Madison started to join her, said, “Lose the clothes first.”

Madison started to undress, then noticed that the girl was going to watch. Smiling, she took her time removing her t-shirt and yoga pants, did a little striptease. She shivered with Stephanie’s eyes hot on her skin. When the girl got to looking at her like that, she knew she was in for a lovely evening.

As she was stripping out of her panties, the last article of clothing she had on, she realized the girl wasn’t removing her own clothing. Madison thought for a second that Stephanie wanted her to undress her as well, then her heart started beating faster as it dawned on her that the girl wasn’t going to take her uniform off. Looking at the girl in her pleated skirt and open blouse, Madison felt hot all over.

When she was naked, Stephanie let her join her on the bed. Their lips met again in a kiss that stole their breath away. Coming up for air, Madison saw the girl looking at the strap-on with a mixture of excitement and apprehension in her eyes.

Putting her hand on the girl’s cheek, she turned her face so she could meet Stephanie’s eyes, asked, “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” Stephanie said, quietly. When Madison just looked at her, she said it again, with more conviction, “I’m sure. Like you said, I want my first time to be with someone special.”

Kissing her tenderly, Madison said, “I love you, too, but it doesn’t have to be tonight. If you aren’t ready, we’ll wait.”

With a smile warm enough to rival the heat of the sun, Stephanie said, “I don’t want to wait.”

Nodding, Madison kissed her, again. Just once, then got off the bed and went to her dresser. Opening her underwear drawer, she moved the panties aside until she found her strap-on. The one from her college years had served her well enough, and she had put plenty of miles on it, but when she started making more money, she decided to splurge on a newer model. Her older one had been designed to give pleasure to the partner, but not so much the wearer. The new one was more user-friendly, she thought, not because it was easier to use but because the user had a lot more fun wearing it. In addition to the front dildo, there was one in the crotch of the panty that was insert-able for the wearer. As a plus, there was a vibrating egg that pressed against the clitoris of the wearer.

Madison has had orgasms wearing this thing.

Stephanie gave her an amused look, asked, “How many of those things do you have?”

Laughing, Madison said, “Just the two, but that old thing hasn’t been out of that box since I bought this one.”

“Okay,” Stephanie said.

Stephanie was looking at the purple dildo on the new harness. It was a good deal bigger than the pink one on the older model. The girl’s thighs squeezed shut involuntarily. Madison smiled at her, said, “Don’t worry. I’m going to change out the dildos.”

“Good,” Stephanie said, clearly relieved.

Madison removed the purple dildo, set it aside. She freed the pink one from her old harness and secured it in the new one. Standing by the bed, she stepped into the harness. She eased the second dildo into her pussy, then adjusted the straps on her hips to hold the harness snugly in place. She was checking the fit, when she felt Stephanie’s eyes on her. Smiling, she crawled onto the bed and gave the girl a lingering kiss. Only when she felt the girl’s eagerness overtake her nervousness, did Madison break it. Meeting Stephanie’s eyes, she saw a hint of apprehension in them but mostly excitement.

I guess she really is ready, Madison thought, moving between the girl’s legs.

Stephanie inhaled sharply because she thought it was time. Smiling at her, Madison moved lower, bunched the skirt up around her waist and kissed the hollow of her hip. The girl managed to look both relieved and frustrated at the same time. Madison kissed her way up the girl’s stomach, trapped one of the girl’s nipples between her lips. Stephanie moaned as Madison teased it until it ached sweetly. Her back arched, pushing her breast against Madison’s mouth.

Madison used her hands and mouth to tease the girl into a horny mess. She took her time because she wanted Stephanie to be more than ready when it was time to use the strap-on. Mostly that was the reason, but she couldn’t deny she was enjoying herself, too. The girl was so very touchable and kissable that Madison could do this all night. She didn’t think Stephanie would be up for it, though.

On her knees, she moved into position between the girl’s legs. She rubbed the dildo against the girl’s bud and Stephanie moaned thickly. Stephanie was definitely ready, so Madison moved the tip of the toy lower. Propped up on her elbows, Stephanie’s eyes were glued to the pink dildo, and she was chewing on her lip nervously. Madison still didn’t see any doubt in the girl’s eyes, though.

“Try to stay relaxed,” Madison said, gently rubbing the tip against the opening of the girl’s vagina, “if you tighten up, it’ll hurt more.”

“Okay,” Stephanie said.

Madison offered the girl her hand, and Stephanie squeezed it gratefully. She met the girl’s eyes, waited for the girl to nod. Madison pushed her hips forward, and Stephanie winced in pain, then gasped as the dildo slid unchecked into her ready sex. Her eyes were wide as she looked at the dildo where it disappeared inside of her.

“Are you okay?” Madison asked.

“Um, yeah,” Stephanie said, then laughed, “is that it?”

Smiling at her, Madison said, “That was the worst of it, yeah.”

“Huh,” Stephanie said, frowning, “I thought it was supposed to hurt losing your virginity.”

“You seem disappointed,” Madison said, amused.

Sheepishly, Stephanie said, “Believe me, I’m not.”

Madison eased the dildo out a bit, then pushed it in, again. Stephanie’s eyes widened again, and a startled moan slipped past her slack mouth. Laughing nervously, she said, “Whoa, that’s big!”

“Too big?” Madison asked, remaining as still as she could.

“I… I don’t think so,” Stephanie said.

“Do you want to stop?” Madison asked, meeting the girl’s eyes.

Biting her lip, Stephanie shook her head, said, “Just… Slow.”

“Okay,” Madison said, giving the girl a slow thrust of the dildo. As it slipped deep, it forced a moan from the girl. Another thrust and Stephanie was grabbing at the sheets. Madison met her eyes, and the girl nodded. Rolling her hips back, then forward again, Madison buried the dildo in Stephanie a third time.

“Is this okay?” Madison asked.

“Yeah,” Stephanie said, around a moan, “just like that.”

Madison had worried the girl was too young for this, but with each thrust, Stephanie became more comfortable with the dildo inside of her. If she was feeling any discomfort from losing her virginity, Stephanie didn’t show it. Her body was pushing against the dildo, greedily, wanting more. When she thought the girl was ready, Madison let her pace gradually increase.

“God, this feels so good,” Stephanie said, in a breathy moan.

Picking up the little remote that came with the harness, Madison turned on the vibrating egg. The hard nub came buzzing to life against her clit. Every time she thrust in Stephanie, the dildo moved inside of her own pussy. She had to fight the urge to thrust harder, faster because she knew it would feel even better. Still, she was moaning right along with Stephanie, their little cries of excitement filling the bedroom.

“Let’s try something different,” Madison said, slipping an arm under Stephanie’s neck and rolling them. The move caught Stephanie off guard and she seemed surprised to find herself sitting astride Madison, the dildo still buried inside of her. Smiling up at her, Madison said, “Being on top, you have more control of… Well, everything.”

Stephanie didn’t seem to know what to do, so Madison put her hands on the girl’s hips and urged her up and down on the pink shaft. She smiled as the girl started to get the hang of it, found her rhythm. Madison let her hands slip from the girl’s hips, and it felt kind of like removing the training wheels. Stephanie didn’t falter, and she was riding just fine without them.

Happily, Madison just laid back and let Stephanie take over. This was her favorite position, but not because she was lazy. The view simply couldn’t be beaten. She couldn’t take her eyes off Stephanie’s lithe body as she moved up and down on the dildo. The pneumatic roll of Stephanie’s hips was sensual, hypnotizing. The fact that Stephanie still technically wore her school uniform didn’t help.

The buzzing egg was still nestled against her clit, but the dildo was hardly moving inside of Madison. The vibrations were lovely, but she didn’t think they were enough to finish her off. She was okay with it, though. Tonight was about Stephanie, anyway.

A new urgency slipped into Stephanie’s little cries of enjoyment. Her back was arched, and she was bounding up an down on the dildo eagerly. Madison saw it in the girl’s eyes, that she was about to come. A heartbeat later, Stephanie started to lose control of her body, the roll of her hips growing erratic. Seeing her faltering, Madison pushed her hips up, thrusting into the girl. Once, twice and Stephanie climaxed hard on the third thrust. She gasped as her body went crazy, the dildo still buried inside of her.

Careful not to move, Madison smiled up at the Stephanie. The poor girl was a mess, all sweaty and panting, her hair in her face, a dazed look in her eyes. It took her a while to recover from the orgasm, but eventually, she brushed her hair out of her eyes and gave Madison a stunned smile.

“Holy shit,” she said, laughing as she eased off the dildo, “my legs feel like jello.”

“I bet they do,” Madison said, smiling at her.

“We’ve got to do that, again,” Stephanie said, then laughed, “just as soon as I catch my breath.”

“Let’s see how you feel when the adrenaline wears off, first,” Madison said, kissing her.

“Why?” Stephanie asked.

“Your body isn’t used to this, yet. We should take it easy tonight,” Madison said, running her hand over the girl’s stomach, “You are going to be sore in the morning.”

“How sore?” Stephanie asked, like she was still thinking about it.

Laughing, Madison said, “Give it a couple of minutes.”

“Okay,” Stephanie said, then frowned, “you didn’t come, did you?”

“It’s okay,” Madison said, smiling warmly at her, “tonight is about you.”

“It’s about us, not just me,” Stephanie said, meeting her eyes, “I wanted us to do this together… as a couple.”

“As a couple?” Madison parroted, her heart beating faster.

Stephanie gave Madison a shy smile, looked so vulnerable as she said, “Yeah.”

Madison kissed her tenderly, said, “As a couple, then.”

“Does this mean you are my girlfriend?” Stephanie asked, grinning.

“If you are mine,” Madison said, realizing she was grinning, too. The girl had that effect on her, made her feel young, again.

“I am,” Stephanie said, kissing her deeply.

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Sitting at her desk at work, Madison closed out the last of the emails she had to respond to. She glanced at her inbox, which was blessedly empty finally. She was supposed to have dinner at Stephanie’s tonight, and she had worked like a madwoman to make sure she’d make sure she’d get off work on time today. She looked at the clock and saw she had forty minutes to spare.

“Record time,” Madison said, grinning.

She wondered how the girl was feeling this morning. Against her better judgment, Madison had let the girl talk her into using the strap-on on her a second time last night. Stephanie had to be sore this morning. Madison, on the other hand, felt like a million bucks. Stephanie had more than made up for Madison not having an orgasm that first time. Three times, in fact.

Looking at her desk calendar, she thought about what Stephanie had said yesterday about her school notebooks. Feeling kind of foolish, she drummed her fingers on her desk. Finally, she gave into the urge, picked up a Sharpie and drew a heart next to yesterday’s date. Smiling, she wrote hers and Stephanie’s initials in it.

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