A Strict Seduction (24 page)

Louise smiled encouragement, her eyes roving freely over Hasheeda's near naked body. ‘Come on,' she said, ‘we'll have a good time, I promise.'

The bra came off first, though Hasheeda put her arm across her chest, covering her breasts as she leaned over to retrieve the white blouse from the carrier bag. She fumbled for a moment, conscious that she was being watched, her face burning slightly with embarrassment. She moved quickly and pulled the blouse on, buttoning it up hurriedly.

‘Why do you always hide yourself when you get changed?' Louise asked as she watched. She sounded genuinely perplexed.

Hasheeda felt herself growing even more embarrassed, her face glowing with shame. ‘I don't know,' she admitted.

‘But you've got a lovely body,' Louise assured her. ‘I mean, your boobs look fabulous and…'

‘Please, don't,' Hasheeda whispered uncomfortably.

Louise shrugged. ‘Okay, but I really don't understand it…'

Hasheeda pulled the skirt on and then turned to look at herself in the mirror. She smiled, surprised at the reflection that greeted her. The gymslip skirt was outrageously short, it barely covered her backside, and the white blouse did nothing to hide her breasts, the dark nipples clearly visible under the white cotton. Louise came up behind her and peered over her shoulder.

‘You look good, don't you?'

Hasheeda smiled. ‘I suppose so,' she admitted.

Louise reached round and started to undo the top buttons of Hasheeda's blouse. Her arms brushed across Hasheeda's breasts, making the nipples stand out even more.

‘Stop,' Hasheeda said, alarmed by the feel of Louise so close and by the amount of her cleavage now on display.

‘Why?' Louise demanded. ‘Look at you, look at how sexy you are.'

Hasheeda said nothing, and slipped out of Louise's embrace. Her face was still burning and now her heart was pounding. She felt so confused. On the one hand she felt excited by the way she and Louise were dressed, and the feel of Louise's touch was like heaven, but at the same time she knew her strict parents would be appalled at what she was doing, and even more disgusted to know that Hasheeda was responding to it.

She turned her back on Louise and then slipped her black panties off, aware of the sticky heat between her thighs and the tingling in the pit of her tummy. She quickly pulled on the virginal white panties Louise had given her, trying to ignore the fire burning inside her. It was wrong to feel such things, but from the moment she had first set eyes on Louise her feelings had been growing more and more confused.

‘And the tie,' Louise reminded her, sitting on the bed to watch as Hasheeda finished readying herself. She leaned back and the short skirt rode up, revealing a gorgeous expanse of thigh and a glimpse of dark blue knickers pulled tight against her pussy.

Hasheeda gazed at her friend for a moment, her eyes drawn to the flesh on display, and then threaded the school tie on. She tied it in an untidy knot, doing just as Louise had done. When finished she turned once more to the mirror and looked at herself. Like Louise, she looked like an impertinent sixth-former, a bad girl up to no good.

‘Let me look,' Louise cried impatiently.

Hasheeda, her smile wavering, turned to face her friend. ‘Are you sure about this?' she asked once more.

Louise laughed. ‘This is going to be fun, remember?'

‘I still don't know what we have to do.'

Louise sighed. ‘Look,' she suggested wearily, ‘we'll go through it now, okay?'

‘Okay.'

‘Mike'll pick us up and drive us over to the party. We'll burst in and make lots of noise. We'll act up. Poke our tongues out, take the mick a bit, flash our knicks, that kind of thing. Okay?'

‘No, not really,' admitted Hasheeda quietly.

Louise ignored the comment. ‘Then we'll get into trouble somehow, we'll do something silly like knock a drink over. Once we're in trouble Mike'll get things going by saying that something needs to be done about it. That's when the birthday boy gets his treat.'

Hasheeda swallowed hard. ‘What does that mean?' she demanded suspiciously.

‘It means that one of us goes over his knee for a pretend spanking.'

Hasheeda's expression went from outright suspicion to complete horror. ‘Louise! We… we just can't do it.'

Louise took Hasheeda's hand and pulled her down next to her on the bed. ‘Come on,' she whispered, looking deeply into her friend's dark eyes, ‘we
can
do it and we will. Think of the money…'

‘But I can't…'

Louise touched Hasheeda's face softly, stroking the smooth skin of her cheek with her fingertips. She leaned forward slightly and kissed Hasheeda's dark lips. Hasheeda tensed. She knew she ought to push Louise away, but the sensuous feeling was too strong to resist. She opened her mouth and accepted Louise's tongue between her lips. They kissed slowly, letting it linger and the pleasure grow stronger.

‘Please, baby,' Louise whispered, ‘don't worry, I wouldn't let anything horrible happen to us.'

Hasheeda inhaled sharply. She was trembling, her heart pounding in her chest while she struggled to accept what had just happened. Louise smiled again and kissed her once more, merging their lips and pushing her tongue deeper into the velvety warmth of Hasheeda's mouth.

‘You feel so good,' Louise sighed. She put a hand on Hasheeda's bare knee and then slid it up smoothly across the thigh, pressing her fingers across soft brown flesh. She stroked her hand back and forth until her fingers strayed under the short blue skirt.

‘This is wrong…' Hasheeda managed to whisper, her eyes half closed with pleasure as she felt Louise's fingers stroking her inner thigh, moving ever higher. Her nipples were hard points of flesh and she knew her pussy was moist with arousal.

‘No, baby,' Louise whispered, kissing Hasheeda's lips once more, ‘this isn't wrong, it's beautiful.'

Hasheeda looked down at her smooth coffee-coloured skin that contrasted with the pale flesh of Louise's hand, moving so deliciously up and down. The sight caused a wave of pleasure to pulse through her, making her pussy feel hotter and wetter. She parted her thighs slightly, unable to resist the temptation.

‘Let me do this,' Louise whispered, beginning to slowly unbutton Hasheeda's blouse.

Hasheeda held her breath, her heart pounding as Louise carefully undid each button in turn until she had worked her way most of the way down. Then Louise, half smiling, looked up and smiled as she pulled the blouse open, exposing voluptuous breasts, the smooth curves tipped with chocolate coloured nipples that were hard, bulging buds.

Louise showed no signs of hesitating. She cupped Hasheeda's breasts in her hands, closing her fingers over the fullness of flesh and brushing lightly against the most sensitive tissues. Hasheeda sighed and inched closer, pushing her breasts forward, her eyes half closed with pleasure. Her thighs were now parted and the skirt was in disarray over her lap, exposing the tight white cotton knickers pressed between her thighs.

Louise lifted Hasheeda's breasts, holding them tightly, moulding the flesh between her fingers so that the nipples bulged even more. She licked her lips, smiled, and then kissed each one slowly. Hasheeda moaned softly, the sound escaping involuntarily from her lips as she felt waves of bliss pass through her. Louise kissed again, closing her wet lips over each hard nipple in turn, caressing each with her tongue and being rewarded once more with little gasps of pleasure.

‘Baby,' Louise whispered, ‘I didn't know you liked girls…'

‘I… I didn't either,' Hasheeda whispered. She was trembling, but the fear had given way to something far stronger. She looked down at Louise, gazing back at her adoringly, and smiled.

Louise sat up and kissed Hasheeda hotly on the mouth. ‘God, if only I'd known,' she sighed, keeping her hands on Hasheeda's breasts. ‘I'm never going to be able to keep my hands off you now…'

Hasheeda closed her eyes as she felt Louise's hand slide under her thigh. The feel of the other girl's fingers triggered echoes of pleasure that seemed to connect with the raging heat in her sex and the sensations in her breasts. Everything was joined, pleasure points connecting in all sorts of unexpected ways… She responded to the feel of Louise's fingers by parting her thighs still more, opening herself so that her nectar oozed from between her pussy lips and onto the white panties pressed deliciously against her clitoris.

She gasped as Louise pressed a finger against the panties, pushing the cotton deeper into the wet heat, deeper between pussy lips that ached with desire. She reached out for support, putting her arms around Louise's shoulder and falling forward. Louise kissed her on the lips and neck, pressing her mouth greedily as she continued to blindly explore Hasheeda's pussy.

‘You're so wet…' Louise whispered excitedly as her fingers slipped under the panties and into the slick moisture that flowed like honey.

‘No… no…' Hasheeda whispered, her body wracked by sudden spasms that started in her tummy and rippled through her. ‘You mustn't…' she begged weakly.

Louise withdrew her fingers, now coated with Hasheeda's pussy juices. She smiled, licked them, and then offered them to Hasheeda. ‘Taste yourself,' she suggested.

Hasheeda gazed at the two fingers offered to her, both of them glistening with her own sex juices. She opened her mouth and gingerly licked, secretly thrilled that her friend was willing to taste her. She closed her eyes and let Louise stroke her again, coating even more of the salty-sweet essence onto her fingers. She smiled as Louise licked them clean, clearly enjoying both the taste and the act itself.

‘Louise… There's something you should know…'

Louise pressed her fingers under Hasheeda's panties once more, making Hasheeda sigh deliriously. ‘Oh baby, you're just so wet…'

‘Louise… You have to know… I… I've never had sex…'

Louise stopped suddenly. ‘Never?' she asked, as though unable to believe what she had just heard.

‘Never,' Hasheeda admitted shyly. ‘And I can't…' she added, her voice trailing to nothing as Louise continued to use her fingers on her.

‘What do you mean, you can't?' Louise asked, suddenly pulling the white panties to one side, exposing the dark triangle of hair that guarded the entrance to Hasheeda's sex.

Hasheeda was breathing hard as she looked down at her rudely exposed pussy, the dark hair contrasting with the softer tone of her skin and the darker tones of her pussy lips. She felt herself to be on the verge of the abyss, teetering on the edge as the pleasure ebbed and flowed through her.

‘I can't,' Hasheeda repeated. ‘It's a promise I made to my mum, and I can't break it. I can't…'

‘You poor baby,' Louise whispered, and then kissed her, pushing her tongue in deep and hard and taking the last of Hasheeda's resolve. She drew back from the kiss and then knelt down between Hasheeda's thighs. She moved forward and touched her mouth to the other girl's exposed pussy.

Hasheeda clutched the bed as the excitement exploded inside her. She felt Louise's tongue press deeper into her body, lapping at the juices there before homing in on the apex of her sex. The feel of her friend's mouth on her clitoris, sucking on it eagerly, made her scream with pleasure. Her entire being responded as she gave herself at last, opening herself completely to Louise as orgasm overtook her.

Moments later, still in a daze, Hasheeda realised she could taste herself on Louise's mouth as they kissed again. The thought excited her, though she still felt breathless and slightly weak.

‘Is it always that good?' she asked, lounging back on the bed.

‘It is with me,' Louise responded, laughing. ‘Baby, you're just
so
sexy it's untrue.'

Hasheeda smiled. ‘I just can't believe what we just did…'

‘My God!' Louise cried suddenly.

‘What is it?'

‘Look at the time… Mike's going to be here soon and we're not ready.'

After the high of her orgasm the reminder about the party brought Hasheeda down with a bump. ‘Can't we forget that?' she asked. ‘I mean, there's so much for us to learn about each other, and—'

‘No,' Louise snapped insistently, ‘we need to do this. Come on, baby,' she urged, stroking Hasheeda's breasts affectionately, ‘do this for me, okay?'

‘But I don't feel ready.'

‘Let me show you,' Louise said softly, taking Hasheeda by the hand. ‘Come on, across here,' she urged, rising and positioning her friend across the padded arm of the small sofa.

Hasheeda moved into place, her legs touching the floor, her bare breasts pressed against the seat and her bottom raised high over the padded arm. She looked up at Louise with dark eyes full of pleading, her excitement now diminished.

‘You've been a bad girl!' Louise snapped suddenly, putting real fire into her voice.