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Why were you hiding away all those beautiful lines from me?


>She puts her hands around Zoey’s waist, and massages a little


You're a beautiful girl, you know that?

>”I t-took of my shirt, so…”

And so much for the better

>”n-now, c-can you…”


>Zoey stutters and loses momentum

>Her face goes  even more red as she tries to form words into a sentence


Yes, little one, are you trying to say something?


>”you s-said that if I took my s-shirt off…”

Yes?


>The woman gives out a big, warm smile to try to calm Zoey down

>Zoey’s awkwardness have to give slightly to frustration

>Her entire body just wants one thing but her mouth can't quite get her there


You're adorable, little one, do you know that?


>The tall blonde's words didn't make it easier for Zoey to say what she wanted to

>She was right there!

>She wanted this too!

>Zoey knew she wanted it herself!

>And yet, she couldn’t utter that word


Come on, say it~


>Zoey wants to say it

>More than she wanted her next breath


>”s-stop teasing me”

So, what should i do instead. Have any ideas, little one?


>More struggling for words


You want a kiss?~


>Eyes widen in slight shock, before once again narrowing


Do you want to kiss me?

>”Y-y-”

Well, that’s not how it works, i take initiatives here, not you. But if you really want to kiss, i could kiss you

>”C-could y-you?”

To you, i could do that for hours. But it is gonna cost ya~

>”C-cost me?”

Yep, it’s gonna cost you a piece of clothing. Fun thing is, you can decide if it’s yours or mine!

>”what”

What about this, you choose. The button on your pants, or…


>The blonde slides back slightly, and then arches her back as much as possible, practically shoving her cleavage into Zoeys face


...this little knot


>Just as she says, her large bust is held up by an open shirt, whose ends are tied tied up in a knot


So, you either untie my knot or undo your button, and i’ll get rid of the shirt or the pants, your pick. But you have to choose~


>they are now sitting in front of each other

>Zoey’s hands are trembling

>but they are moving towards just underneath the blonde's bust

>Just untie that little knot…


You like ‘em?


>Zoey quickly retracts her hands, and jumps a little as the woman's words startled her a little


Of course you do, this isn't some perky cruiser, but the real deal, all 16 inches~


>She nods slightly, a little more quickly and eagerly than any late teenager ever does


Come on honey, i know you want to see them~


>Zoey did want to see them

>So her hands trembled up from the bed

>They went slowly, slowly upwards

>The woman was still smiling like an idiot, still arching her back for obvious reasons

>Zoey’s hands reached up towards the little knot

>...just a little further now

>Just reach out, get those two little cloth tabs between her fingers, and pull

>The cloth felt sturdy and almost a little rough, a little like denim

>Was in just an old navy jacket she had taken?

>These thought flew through Zoey’s head as her heart rate was still way up in the triple digits

>Was she really going to dare this?

>she pulls

>just a little, little bit, putting the cloth tabs under the lightest of pressure

>She was just going to need a pull now

>just a little pull and she would…


>She couldn’t

>for some reason, she just couldn’t

>Zoey sighs in defeat, and lies down with a muffled thud

>She flicks open the button on her pants and put her hands above her head

>She just surrendered, basically letting her body into the hands of the tall, strong blonde


Ohh, so the pants will go


>Zoey is shuffled along, lying lengthwise in the bed

>She wasn’t the shortest of girls, but she still could only barely reach the edges of the bed

>Before she could try to see how big the bed was lengthwise, a pair of hands gently grabs her by the waist

>The blonde twist her hands outwards, putting her palms on the top of Zoey’s belly, with fingers pointing downwards

>She massages the girls waist

>kneading, rubbing, squeezing…

>the very skilled and very experienced hands is apparently doing something right, because Zoey is starting to breathe a little heavier

>The woman was soon satisfied with the sounds created by Zoey’s breathing and starts moving her hands further down

>Towards the hips

>The hands meet her slightly accented hip bone, a sign that her body fat is in the very low 20s

>and then a pair of fingers slipped under the top of Zoey’s pants

>One finger, two, three…

>When the straddling blonde is comfortable with her grip, she starts tugging them downwards


Come on, lift the little cute bum of yours~


>Zoey doesn’t waste a second obeying, lifting herself up enough for the pants to be slipped off

>A minute and the single most erotic removal of any piece of cloth later, the pants are around Zoey’s ankles

>Of course the girl didn’t know it at the time, but the pants were folded and almost tied in a way that would restrict the movement of her legs

>Not that the blonde would have any at all problems pinning the girl in place if need be, but a touch of helplessness could do wonders for… submitting

>Not that Zoey was resisting much anyway


Those are very plain, little one…

>”y-yeah, i d-didn’t kno-”

Hush. It matters little now. And you should blush more, it looks adorable


>Zoey squeals a little in a flurry with mixed excitement and embarrassment

>With the pants out of the way, and the obligatory comment about underwear done with, the blonde pets her hands on either side of Zoey

>Now standing on all fours with the girl beneath her, the blond crawls as seductively as she can up along Zoey’s body

>She flicks her head, sending all of her golden blonde hair over her left shoulder


Now, for that kiss. Close your eyes.

>”...”

Good. Now lean your head backwards a little… just like that, good girl…


>Zoey has obeyed everything she said

>she felt her hair on her shoulder

>felt her breath

>she was ready

>Just lie here, eyes closed, head tilted slightly backwards and th-


>And just like that, the wait was over

>Zoey felt her lips being met

>Soft, warm and just a little moist

>she tried to answer, but she lacked the experience and the initiative

>So she quickly resigned to lying flat on her back, and taking everything the blond was giving to her

>This what exactly what the big woman wanted, even if she was a little surprised with a pair of hands started approaching her waist, pulling her down into the mattress

>Zoey wasn’t even aware of where her hands where her hands were going

>All of her senses was focused on the woman on top of her

>her faint scent that could be perfume as well as diesel

>The taste of her lips and saliva, getting almost addictive

>the sound of her breathing, being just as calm as if she was reading a book

>The feeling of her lips, her smooth skin


>Just her sight left now

>But Zoey didn’t dare open her eyes

>What is this was all just a dream

>What if she would be gone whe-


>Zoey couldn’t think much more on this because a tongue gently forced itself into her mouth, and started exploring

>This caused her to open her eyes in shock

>The tall woman was still there, working her down into the mattress

>And after two seconds… or ten minutes, Zoey wasn’t sure, the blonde gave her a parting kiss before creating some distance between them

>The blonde smile

>A wide grin

>Then places her knees knees by Zoey’s waist, gets, takes the hands places them firmly above Zoey’s head


You liked that, didn’t you?


>The girl is unable to answer, but nods enthusiastically


Of course you did


>she lowers her head again
>The kiss is deeper and wetter this time
>And little Zoey is starting to make noises
>Just as the noises are getting excited enough, the blonde raises herself, once again smiling


You’re going to love what’s about to happen


>Zoey can do nothing but breathe heavily
>And smile with lust and anticipation