Don't Stop Her Now...

"Just let me make you feel good." Kelly panted, lowering the zipper to the final point. She peeled apart the fabric, and gently slipped her hand inside Sandy's jeans.

There was a second of anticipation. Sandy stared at Kelly's face, barely visible in the dark of the room. She breathed nervously, her entire body beginning to shake as she felt Kelly's hands close on the bulge she had carefully placed there.

For a moment, there was no movement in the bed, save the tremors that ran through Sandy's body. The sound of breathing was present, but it was soft, and Sandy could almost swear she could hear her heartbeat in her ears.

"Sam..." Kelly spoke calmly, the sexuality still present in her voice, but tinged with suspicion. "You've got a cloth in your pants."

"Yeah." Sandy admitted, still waiting for the admonition. Any second now, Kelly would scream at her, throw her out of bed or the room even.

"You..." There was a soft motion as Kelly pushed the sock to the side and caressed the soft fabric of Sandy's jeans. "You don't..." Her finger slid along downwards, and Sandy shuddered as Kelly's finger touched her now dripping slit through the cloth.

"You're ... a ... oh my god ... you're a woman." Kelly breathed out.

Sandy said nothing, anticipating that any second now something horrible would happen. The chills in her body had only been amplified by the moment of pleasure that Kelly's touch had brought.

Kelly didn't pull away. Her fingers continued to touch, sliding upwards to reach the band of the jockey shorts that Sandy wore. They paused for a second, then slipped inside, pushing the fabric down. Sandy groaned with pleasure as Kelly's fingers made full contact with her pussy, touching lightly and bringing pleasure throughout her whole body.

"You're wet..." Kelly whispered, her voice taking on a much more gentle tone than the aggressive vixen voice she had used before. "You're so wet..."

"Uh-huh..." Sandy panted. She allowed her legs to fall apart as Kelly pushed her back, continuing to stroke at her folds. A finger nudged against her opening, and with no ceremony at all, Kelly slipped it inside her.

"You're not a virgin..." Kelly observed, pulling down the remainder of the cloth from Sandy's hips. Sandy couldn't help but help, raising her hips so that the jeans and shorts slid down her legs.

"I've never ... with..." Sandy panted, trying to believe this was happening. Not only was Kelly not screaming at her, she was continuing, and the second finger that slid into her steaming pussy caused a ripple of delight to course through her. "Never..."