Brianna and her dad and brother hit up the mall in the big town and she discovers that, not only men want her.
When we got into town, we went to a mall and my dad took me to a clothing store, gave me $300, and told me to get assistance from a clerk to get some more hip clothes. I squealed and hugged him so hard. Even when my dad had a job, we weren’t that well off. More lower-middle income. I had never seen that much money, and it was only three bills. I hopped into the store and a very pretty and petite brunette said that she would help me. I told her that I wanted her help to look good, and a smirk came to her face as she looked me up and down. She brushed my hair back from my face on one side and then rubbed her hand along my face, and then told me to follow her.
She briskly walked around seeming to randomly grab articles of clothing as I followed her. She asked if I wore underwear, and I said that I didn’t, and then she stopped and turned around. I thought she was going to say something, but she just bit her lip as she looked me over once more. I have never had a woman look at me that way, and I didn’t understand what it meant. She held up a skirt to me, then suddenly turned and walked over to the dressing rooms. She opened one of the doors for me and followed me inside. She told me to get undressed as she hung up the clothing she had picked out. When she turned, her eyes went wide as she looked me over yet again. This time a lot more slowly. As she stepped toward me she asked how old I was, and called me a pretty girl.
I was suddenly nervous as I realized what the look was that I didn’t understand before. She was a lesbian, and she wanted me. I began to step back, but could only take two before hitting the wall. She swooped in as I was distracted by that and glanced at the wall. I gasped as her body pushed into mine, holding me in place and her hand went to my face again. She told me to relax, and that this was just one woman admiring another. I gasped again as her other hand found my pussy. She told me that she was attracted to petite women like herself. She brought the hand that was on my pussy up to her face and sniffed. She moaned and looked me in the eyes intensely. She asked me if it was my dad’s cum. My eyes pleaded with her. She said she saw how I had hugged him, and that no teenage girl hugs her dad like that.
My nerves had been subsiding, but now they came back in full force. She told me not to worry, and that she has had sex with her brother several times. My secret was safe with her, but she wanted a taste. I said she could and she pulled me over to the bench along the other wall and told me to get on my hands and knees on top of it. I did so, and she didn’t hesitate to bury her face into my pussy. Her nose poked at my anus as her tongue tasted every bit of my pussy, sometimes going into the folds and teasing my hole. I wasn’t feeling any physical pleasure, but it was nice to be wanted in a normal way. I was getting pleasure by appreciating her appreciation. I could tell that she was enjoying herself, and in my new mindset, I was getting pleasure from knowing that.
After sucking on my pussy hole for a bit, she sat back on the bench. She told me that I tasted so good and thanked me for giving her the chance to taste me. I told her that I like how I taste, too. She then asked why I didn’t seem to enjoy that, and I explained my condition. It wasn’t diagnosed, but I knew that it wasn’t normal. She felt sorry for me and then asked if I wanted to taste her. I hadn’t thought about it, but I felt obligated to go through with it. She smiled and turned to spread her legs to me. Her mini-skirt rode up to her hips to reveal her well-trimmed pussy. It was open and wet and she gasped as I leaned in and began to lick its surfaces. She tasted different, but it was more enjoyable than semen. She lightly grabbed the back of my head and softly moaned. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I noticed that she liked it when I licked the little nub at the top.
I focused my efforts there, and her hand more forcibly held my head in place. This I enjoyed. I pushed my tongue to its limits, lapping and flicking and poking. She let out a quiet, but louder moan and her pussy gushed a small amount of juices. I sucked it up and drank it down. She grabbed my hair and pulled me up and leaned in for a passionate kiss. I enjoyed this very much, too. She told me that she loved to taste herself in another’s mouth. She then brushed my hair aside, and said it was time to make me look even more beautiful.
I really liked all of the outfits, but she told me to keep enough money to go to a beauty salon and get my hair and nails done. She told me to go to a specific one and ask for Tae’Kwana, and that she sent me. I told her that I would like to see her again. She giggled, and admitted that she normally never does this, but she gave me her number and told me to call her any time. I smiled and thanked her and pranced away. My dad had told me to meet up with him in the food court at 1:00, and it was only just after twelve, and so I had plenty of time to go to the salon. I checked the directory and found the place easy enough. I told the receptionist that I was there to see Tae’Kwana, and that Christine had sent me. She politely smiled and had me sit down.
I was shocked when I saw who I was expecting Tae’Kwana to be. I just didn’t expect her to be the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in real life. She was tall and thick in the right places. Her face had big, but proportional features. Her long hair was in thin, tight braids and the first two were dyed blonde. She had a big smile and ushered me into the back area. There was only one other customer. She continued to usher me into a back room where there were sinks for washing hair. She had me lay back at one of them and carefully gathered my hair into it. Her hands then held my face, and told me that Christine was right about me being a beautiful girl. She said that she loved my milky skin tone. Her face was really close to mine, to where I could feel her breath. She had on a strong perfume that smelled nice. I smiled at her and she asked if she could give me a kiss.
I was blown away. I had never felt an intimate attraction to another woman or girl, but she was so dauntingly beautiful, I felt as though I would be missing out on something I may never get to experience again. I lifted my head up to her slowly and she gracefully met my lips with her large, luscious, purple lips. I had never kissed a black person, nor anyone with lips anywhere near her size. They were so soft and she kissed so well it made me moan and melt into her arms. I don’t know what came over me, but one of my hands crept under her thin, white blouse to grab a handful of her lace bra-clad breast. They were easily C-cups, but they were firm. This made her moan and one of her hands began to creep down my body until it went under my new pleated skirt that looked like green velvet. Her finger went inside my pussy, and then she broke the kiss to taste that finger and suck it clean.
She moaned and then got up to shut the door and lock it. My nerves picked up a little, but I wasn’t scared. She told me to spread my legs and hold them up. I did so, and she knelt in front of me and dove into my pussy. I watched in fascination as she moaned and moaned while licking my pussy. How I wished it could’ve brought me pleasure just that one time. Her tongue was so big, it covered my entire pussy when she licked. After tasting every part of my crotch, she leaned up and pulled me in for another kiss. Her hands were holding my head in place, and I moaned as our tongues danced. So far, she was the best kisser I had ever kissed, and I loved how my lips got lost in hers.
When she broke the kiss, I was in a slight daze and I half-smiled at her, staring into her big, brown eyes. She told me that I was pristine, and that she wanted more of me, but that it would have to wait for another time. She said that she couldn’t wait to make me cum. She mentioned that her and her friends were having a sorority reunion the next weekend, but I told her that my dad probably wouldn’t let me come. She told me not to worry about that, and that she had a plan for my dad and brother. She petted my head as she told me that they didn’t deserve me, and I argued that they loved me very much. She put a finger to my lips and said that she understands, and not to worry. She said that she would never break up a family, especially one so closely bound.
She really meant that I deserved better, but I told her that he and my brother helped me to discover this side of me, and that they were the first ones to make me cum. She smiled at me and caressed my cheek. She called me a, doll, and then kissed my forehead before standing up and proceeded to wash my hair. She said that I was lucky to be able to experience that with my family. She admitted that the best orgasms she has is with her family, specifically her uncle who was the one to take her virginity. Thinking about her getting raped by her uncle made me moan and my pussy flared.
I smiled at her and told her that I couldn’t wait to give her a nice tip. She giggled and kissed me on the lips before telling me that I should keep my money and that I deserve everything that I want in life. I told her that all I want is to be used, and that nothing makes me happier. The look in her eyes changed. They were intense, and looked to be filled with concern, but there was something else there, too. I’m not sure what it was, but her intensity sent a slight chill down my spine. She then told me that she couldn’t wait to have me again. I smiled and leaned up and kissed her big lips, telling her that I was just as anxious. She moaned and caressed my cheek and told me that I was the perfect little girl. We kissed one last time before she rinsed my hair and took me to her chair.
She didn’t cut much, but gave my hair a fresh style that fit my face very well. I had never looked so beautiful, and she told me the same. I gave her a big hug before prancing off to the food court. It was almost one o’clock, and I could see my dad and brother waiting for me by the directory. I giggled as they kept looking around while I was in full view coming down the escalator. I waved and giggled at their faces as they took me in. They both looked like the whistling wolf from the cartoons, and I covered my big smile, giggling while I skipped toward them. I had never felt so sexy, and I could feel my pussy oozing juices. I knew at that moment that everyone in the food court wanted to fuck me.
They both told me how hot I looked which made me giggle again, tucking my hands behind me and spinning in place once. I know that lifted my skirt enough for a quick peek, and seeing a few eyes on me, I felt my pussy tingle and leak again. I secretly wanted a stranger in the crowd to use me.
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