The Adventures of Mrs. Taylor

Once back at her home after dinner, Jennifer wanted to thank the woman for all she had done. "Mrs. Taylor, I really owe you for picking out the lingerie. Bill told me you were good at this, but I really like the way I look now. Thank you so much. I don't know how much everything cost, but I'm sure it wasn't cheap. How can I ever repay you."

"That is very sweet of you, Jennifer. It was my pleasure to help you. I enjoy seeing beautiful young girls realize their potential. And you, my little sweety, look gorgeous in the new lingerie. You must model your lovely new things for me. Seeing the beautiful sexy young girl that you are, will be my reward." And my little sexpot, you will be repaying me in ways you can't imagine, the lesbian thought to herself.

"Let's go into my bedroom where we will have more privacy."

"But you have already seen me in the new lingerie, Mrs. Taylor."

"Yes, but we were more rushed there trying on different pieces of lingerie. Besides, there are more things to teach you. I haven't steered you wrong so far, have I?"

"No, I love how you have opened my eyes to dressing sexier."

"Good. Then just trust me. We have a lot still to cover. We are going to do what is called role-playing. I will be Bill. I will show you how you should act with him in the real world. Do you two like to dance?

"Yes, we are both pretty good dancers."

"Excellent. We will start with dancing then. Let's go." Mrs. Taylor said as she led Jennifer into her bedroom.

"Take your clothes off. I really want to see how beautiful and sexy you look in your new lingerie. I want you to pick the set you like best and put it on."

Jennifer felt very uncomfortable, but she had already learned a lot from the older woman. She owed her and was sure the woman could teach her more about being a sexy young woman. She didn't know how to say no. And the woman had already seen her in without any clothes. Jennifer reluctantly agreed, knowing it was futile to argue with this older woman. She was nervous as she pulled her T-shirt over her head and then shrugged off her bra, her breasts standing straight out after their support was gone. Jennifer undid her shorts with trembling fingers and dropped them to the floor. When Jennifer slipped off her panties and was as nude as the day she was born, Mrs. Taylor stood there, her eyes eagerly watching the luscious flesh being exposed to her eyes. The lesbian could feel her lust for the girl growing. Oh, she was going to enjoy turning this luscious teenager into a little lesbian for her pleasure. The older lesbian had seduced quite a few young morsels, but this was going to be her loveliest conquest. She must remember to reward her son adequately for this exquisite creature.

The girl was standing in the middle of the bedroom, nude, an arm modestly covering her ripe breasts, her other hand covering the V below her waist. The older lesbian looked her prey over. "Don't be shy, you have a beautiful body. You shouldn't hide it. You should be proud of it. Now let's prepare you for your new lingerie." She said, her voice captivating. She moved closely behind Jennifer until their bodies were touching. "You look ravishing, Jennifer. I'm going to take care of my little girl", she breathed into her right ear. "Do you feel sexy. baby?", as the lesbian reached around the girl and wrapped her hands around her young, thrusting breasts, gently massaging them and breathing into her ear, causing Jennifer's nipples to stand out. Jennifer again wasn't comfortable with Mrs. Taylor doing this, but the older woman intimidated her. And she had bought the lingerie for her. "You are beautiful, baby.", the lesbian whispered in Jennifer's ear.

Jennifer didn't know what to do. "Mrs. Taylor. I'm normally very shy, and this is a little bold for me. I'm nervous with your hands touching me this way. I'm not sure this is okay." Jennifer said a little nervously.

"Why, of course it is, sweety. It is fine. We are both girls. I am here to help you look your best. Remember you asked for my help to entice my son. I have much more experience than you are, honey. Just relax and lean back against me while I make you feel really nice.", she whispered in Jennifer's ear.

The lesbian wanted to stimulate Jennifer before they began their role-playing. She wanted the young girl to be aroused, so she would be much more vulnerable to the moves she had in mind when she acted as her young son with Jennifer. Yes, this was all going very well. She was sure that the young girl was going to be hers before the evening was over.

Jennifer liked the feeling the older woman's hands were causing. She couldn't help but compare it to her boyfriend's hands on her breasts. This felt so much better. The girl blushed when she realized her nipples were getting hard. She was getting aroused again just as at the lingerie shop. Jennifer knew the older woman was sophisticated and worldly, while she was just an inexperienced teenager. The lingerie must have cost a lot of money. She shouldn't be ungrateful. What other reason would the woman have for spending time with her, than to help her attract her son? Jennifer didn't really understand what was going on, but trusted that the woman would teach her what she needed to know.

The lesbian played with her nipples, lightly pinching them. Sensing that Jennifer was acquiescing to her advances and relaxing. "Now that is better." I'll teach you how to be alluring to Bill, so that he will want you. Doesn't this feel nice? If you feel aroused, you radiate sexiness to men you want to attract. " the older lesbian whispered in her ear.

Jennifer gave a little gasp and shuddered slightly. Jennifer managed to squeak out, "Ooh, yes."

Then Mrs. Taylor decided to move to the next step in her seduction plan. "Let's get you into some lovely lingerie. You pick out the bra and thong you like best. Hand them to me, and I'll put them on you."

Jennifer picked out the pale blue bra with a matching thong and handed them to Mrs. Taylor. By this time, she was used to just doing whatever the woman wanted. The lesbian slipped the young girl's magnificent breasts into the bra cups, making sure to take her time to feel the girl's flesh as she did so. Then Mrs. Taylor slowly slid the thong up the girl's legs, caressing them all the way up. She then squeezed the magnificent ass globes before patting her on the ass.

"There, Jennifer. Now, let's go ahead and dance?"

"But I won't be dancing with Bill in my lingerie. Shouldn't I dress some more?"

"Yes, you will be more dressed with Bill. But dancing in only your lingerie will help you mentally to feel sexy. You want to work on projecting that sexiness that comes from knowing you look sexy. And since it is only us girls here, there is nothing to be bashful about. Men are visual creatures. They are easily stimulated by a sexy girl. You must learn how to use their weakness to your advantage. I will teach you how to do that."

"I've never done anything like that before, Mrs. Taylor. I don't know if I will be very good at it."

"That is why you want to practice now, so when you do it for real with Bill, you will be good at it. It is called role playing. I have my models do it all the time in my studio. You said you like to dance. Just do it sensually and let your body exude your sexiness."

The lesbian went to her audio system and turned on a slow dance song that she had previously queued up in anticipation of this scene. She then took Jennifer's hand and pulled her close. The woman put her other hand around the girl's waist and started dancing to the music.

"Now Jennifer, when you dance you want to press your body into your partner's. That will entice him when he feels your breast pressing into his chest. Jennifer quickly followed her lead and was soon into the rhythm of the music.

"Now put your head on my shoulder.", Mrs. Taylor breathed into the young girl's ear. And if he puts his hands on your ass, then you welcome the touching. He has touched your ass before, hasn't he?"

"Yes, he has.", she admitted.

"Good. Now show me how you would welcome his touch.", as she reached with her right hand to grasp Jennifer's left ass cheek. Jennifer didn't move.

"Now, Jennifer, if Bill puts his hand on your ass, wiggle it against his hand, to show him how much you like it." That's a good girl.", the lesbian said as Jennifer complied with Mrs. Taylor's instructions.

"Just relax, Jennifer. You also must welcome his kisses, my sweet." The older woman then started kissing the girl's neck.

Jennifer pulled back. "Yes, but Mrs. Taylor, it seems strange that a woman is doing these things to me."

"Oh, my precious sweety. Girls practice with each other all the time. I learned to kiss in high school with a girl. We would practice so we would know what to do when a guy kissed us. I'm acting like Bill in our little practice session so you will know what to do when you are with him."

"Oh. I didn't know girls did that. Isn't that what lesbians do? I am not a lesbian."

Jennifer, kissing a girl doesn't make you a lesbian. Actresses kiss different people all the time and pretend to love them in movies. But it is pretending. They don't really love the other actor when they are in a scene."

"Oh, I hadn't thought of it that way. That makes sense."

"Now, Jennifer, let's get back to practicing." The lesbian put her hands back on the girl's ass and started kissing her neck. Jennifer was afraid to argue with the older woman. She again let the woman kiss her neck, pretending it was Bill. Except this was much nicer than with Bill. She shivered as the woman started kissing the other side of her neck. Jennifer was becoming aroused as she had in the lingerie shop. She didn't think she should be but was unsure what to do about it.

"Okay, Jennifer, I'm going to kiss you on the lips now. Keep pretending I'm Bill. This is role-playing to give you some experience. Relax and let it happen."

That seemed logical to Jennifer, and she nodded her head in acceptance.

Mrs. Taylor slowly kissed her way towards the young girl's lips until she was able to look into Jennifer's eyes. But they were closed, another good sign. Mrs. Taylor lowered her mouth to the youngster's and kissed her. At first, it was just a light brushing of lips on lips. The experienced lesbian knew how to kiss, and she was working her magic on her latest prey. She kissed the youngster all around the edges of her mouth. Finally, she pressed her lips lightly against the girl's lips in a soft, gentle full lip kiss. After a minute, the lesbian decided it was time to up the passion.

"Open your mouth, sweety." The poor girl didn't know what else to do, so she ever so slightly opened her lips. Jennifer was surprised at the wonderful sensation of a tongue on her lip. The older lesbian slowly inserted her tongue into the waiting mouth. When the lesbian's tongue gently penetrated her lips, it sent electric shocks through her body. She let out a moan, unable to control it. She surrendered her mouth to Mrs. Taylor. Taking it slow, bringing the young girl along, she withdrew her tongue only to return a few seconds later. The older woman was showing Jennifer delightful sensations she had never experienced.

"Give me your tongue, Jennifer." Without thinking, the teen complied, letting the woman's tongue touch hers. Jennifer's senses were on fire. She should object. But it felt so soft and good that she didn't have the will. Her lips seemed to be welcoming the older woman's lips and tongue. Her tongue returned the favor, playing with the older woman's seemingly with a will of its own.

While her mouth and tongue occupied the youngster's mouth, the older lesbian moved her hands behind Jennifer's back and unhooked the young girl's bra.

"What are you doing?", the startled teenager managed to squeak out.

"Hush, little one. We are going to the next step in our role-playing. Just close your eyes, and I will continue teaching you."

The tone of voice made it more of a command than a request. Jennifer was uncertain how to handle the new development. The exquisite feelings she was experiencing weakened her resistance. So, she simply let the older woman do what she wanted.

Mrs. Taylor moved Jennifer to the bed, lying her on her back while she lay beside her. The lesbian continued to kiss her. Jennifer closed her eyes and gently touched Mrs. Taylor's lips with her tongue. Jennifer wasn't sure how long they kissed, but it was the best kiss she had ever had in her life. The young girl was swept away.

Mrs. Taylor's kiss was soft and gentle, unlike Bill's. Her boyfriend's kisses were rarely gentle. She was supposed to pretend it was Bill kissing her. But Bill never kissed her like this. This was so much nicer. This was coming from a woman. She didn't think she should be enjoying the kisses, but the sensations overrode any resistance she had. The young girl was now accepting the kisses willingly and actively kissing the woman back.

Jennifer felt a stirring in her pussy she had never felt before; she moaned in pleasure, but in between her moans of ecstasy, feeling a touch of guilt, she made a feeble attempt to tell the older woman to stop.

"I don't know if I should be doing this," she managed to get out.

"Are you enjoying this, precious?"

"Oh, yes."

"Then, just trust me to lead you to paradise. I'm going to teach you things you need to know. And believe me, you will enjoy the journey."

Mrs. Taylor moved to kiss Jennifer's neck and ears while still holding her close. Jennifer felt herself getting more and more aroused. Jennifer's senses felt overwhelmed and overloaded. She could still hear Mrs. Taylor speaking to her but couldn't make out what she was saying. Her voice seemed to comfort her but also somehow stimulate her, making her feel sexy and alive, drawing her in all the more.

The woman continued her seduction, moving her fingers down to the young girl's breasts, lightly caressing them. Jennifer felt like she should protest. But she was lost in the role-playing such that she didn't think she was supposed to. And she really enjoyed the feeling of having her breasts played with earlier in the day. So, she lay still to enjoy the sensations.

She looked down at Mrs. Taylor's hands on her tits, but otherwise lay utterly still, caught up in the arousal of the moment. She said nothing, allowing Mrs. Taylor to stroke, roll, and pinch her nipples without offering even the slightest of protests. The girl began squirming to Mrs. Taylor's sustained massaging of her full breasts, a tingle and warmth spreading between her creamy thighs. Jennifer moaned a little, a look on her face somewhere between lust and fear at what was happening.

"Isn't Mommy making her little girl feel special?" Mrs. Taylor whispered while very gently twisting Jennifer's hard little nipples. "I just love to have my nipples played with like this. Do you like it?"

"Y-yes, I think it feels wonderful. Oooh," she involuntarily moaned, blushing a deep red all over.

Mrs. Taylor decided it was time to take the seduction to the next stage. She gradually turned Jennifer around until they were face to face, kissing her neck all the while. The teenager started shivering, as a wet mouth and tongue was tasting her neck, ears, and shoulders until she finally reached Jennifer's perfect breasts. Cupping one, she wrapped her lips around the nipple gently and began to suck and swirl her tongue around it, making the young girl moan.

Jennifer's breast was quivering as her body trembled, confirming her nervousness and uncertainty about what she was allowing to happen. She was allowing the older woman to touch her, to stimulate her sexually, and while she was responding positively, it created all sorts of conflicting feelings. Desire. Uncertainty. Confusion. This was all new to the young girl. Again, uncertain what to do and intimidated by the worldly, much older woman, she just lay there, letting the lesbian do what she wanted. Mrs. Taylor squeezed her other breast and made love to the first with her mouth, fully intent on increasing her level of passion to the point that would leave no room for doubts. For the moment, Jennifer was hers, and the lesbian wanted to leave an impression on her that would last forever.

Jennifer wasn't sure why, but she put her hand behind Mrs. Taylor's head, caressing it as the older woman suckled her breasts. A moan escaped the young girl's lips. The lesbian continued her ministrations, enjoying every moment of it. The teenager's luscious tits now belonged to her just as she had fantasized when she first met the young girl. Her tongue swirled around the nipple, and then she took the breast into her mouth and sucked the succulent treat.

Jennifer couldn't believe how wonderful this felt. She was getting aroused, as she had never been before. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she realized Mrs. Taylor was making out with her, but the pleasure she was receiving canceled out any thought of protesting. Then the lesbian moved her mouth to Jennifer's other breast and suckled it. Her tongue lapped the nipple until it stood turgid and hard. Jennifer moaned again as her hand caressed the older woman's head. Jennifer lost track of time as her breasts were caressed, licked, tickled, and sucked. She was becoming aroused like she never had been before. The pleasure she felt was overcoming any reservations she had about what Mrs. Taylor was doing.

She finally mustered up the willpower to question what they were doing, "Mrs. Taylor, I'm not sure you should be doing this. This is more like lesbian sex, and I'm not a lesbian." But she didn't push the woman away from her breasts.

The lesbian lifted her head up from feasting on those delicious breasts, "Now, my baby girl, Mommy knows what's best for you. Your body is telling you it wants this. Letting me make love to you doesn't make you a lesbian. When I was in college, a couple of us girls would use each other to ease the sexual tension after an evening with our boyfriends. It helped us hold out from going all the way and still be virgins. Then I would make out with a girlfriend to relieve my sexual tension after a hot date.

Here I can help you relieve your sexual tension and be a virgin on your wedding night."

"Wow. I never thought of anything like that. This is all very confusing. I don't know how to react or what to do."

"Jennifer, you are a young woman now. Your body needs sex. Just let yourself go. You are really enjoying this, aren't you? Now let Mommy teach you."

When Jennifer didn't respond, "Tell Mommy, you want to do this. Now. Jennifer.", she said more forcefully. It wasn't a request; it was a command.

Jennifer was intimidated again, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Taylor. It's all right."

"That's better, but you need to say it. Say you like what I'm doing and call me Mommy."

Jennifer, in her mind. knew this was wrong. She shouldn't let the much older woman do these things. She wanted to tell the woman to stop. But the pleasure was overwhelming, and she couldn't control herself. "Yes, Mommy. I like it."

This was music to the lesbian's ears. The sweet innocent young girl was surrendering to her. She knew that she still needed to continue to ease the girl into her lesbian web a little bit at a time. She was confident that she could keep Jennifer's body in control of her thoughts, urging her to let the lesbian continue to have access to her young flesh.

Then the lesbian renewed her worship of Jennifer's gorgeous breasts, licking a nipple before taking as much as she could into her mouth. Her tongue lapped all around the succulent treat, again bringing exquisite pleasure to the young teenager that she had never before experienced. The lesbian then moved to Jennifer's other breast and lavished it with the same wanton lust. Jennifer felt a stirring in her loins that was growing the more the lesbian kissed and sucked on her breasts. The lesbian had brought many a young girl to their first orgasm, and she could sense her prey was close to her first.