Kiss Jenna
From Create Your Own Story
Without thinking, you take hold of Jenna and press those pouty lips to your own. She's startled, but you move your hand to the back of her head to keep her there. You kiss her, slow and delicately, but not giving her a choice. You keep at this for a long minute, ruining her lipgloss. You use your other hand to pull her chin downward, slipping your tongue across hers. So far she hasn't really tried to stop you.
You're not surprised when she starts to kiss you back.
It's long and deep and tastes like cotton candy. Your arms wrap round each other, tugging at each other to come closer. Jenna's hands are on your waist before moving up to run through your hair and across your neck. You move yours down to cup her ass.
"Excuse me," comes an irate voice.
Breaking the kiss for long enough, you see a woman standing nearby with a child, a young child whose eyes are promptly shielded. You remember where you are.
You flash the mother an apologetic smile as you take Jenna by the loop of her jeans and pull her away. You have no idea where you're going. You don't have the keys to the car.
Before passing by, you make a quick sidestep into the House of Mirrors. With Jenna eagerly following behind, you make your way deeper into the labyrinth, bumping into yourself a few times.
Finding yourself in a corner and satisfied no one's around, you bring Jenna round to the front of you and push her up against the wall. You step back a little, looking deep in her eyes, letting the anticipation build. Deliberately slow, you pull down the zipper on her jacket, sliding it off from her shoulders. She's wearing nothing but a thin button-down blouse underneath and you pop each fastener in turn, holding her gaze. She blushes, but she lets you do this. You toss her shirt away and watch the goosepimples rise across her arms from the cold glass. Her bra is a strapless that closes at the front. You've never seen anything so sexy.
You peel off your own clothes in half the time and drop to your knees before her, undoing her pants and wrenching them down. The smell of her sex hits the air and you can't stop yourself from taking just a little taste.
You stand again and pause, tits pressed against each other, and gaze gently into her eyes for a moment, before piercing her with two fingers.
She gasps, surprised, and you seize her mouth. You're crazy with want now and graze her lips with your teeth, nip at her soft neck.
Your thumb toys with her clit as your fingers reach deep enough to rub her sweet spot. The way she moans for you now lets you know she's helpless.
"I've wanted this for so long..."
She starts dripping down your hand and you start dripping down your own thighs. You watch yourself in the reflections teasing her, controlling her.
You've never fucked a woman before, you're not sure what to do first:
