Stacy's Submission - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Stacy's Submission - Chapter 1

... Stacy suddenly feels incredibly self-conscious. "I kind of like you," Becca admits. Stacy blushes wildly. Am I dreaming? Where am I? ~~~~~ Stacy and Becca walk down the street from the bar. Despite not drinking very much, Stacy can feel herself beginning to relax a little. She feels Becca's hand subtly bouncing against her own. Every time it glances off her skin, she feels pure excitement shoot through her body. Just hold her hand… just grab it. Stacy looks down and clasps Becca's hand in hers. Becca keeps walking, a smile growing on her lips. Stacy feels a powerful warmth fill her insides. Who is this girl? I can't believe this is happening. Becca's warm, delicate hand feels perfect. ~~~~~~ They stop outside Stacy's door. "This is me, here," Stacy shyly announces, waving her free hand. She still hasn't let go of Becca's. She doesn't ever want to. "Would you like to, um… come in for a bit?" Becca looks enticed, but takes a deep breath of hesitation. Her eyes fill with anxiety. She let's go of Stacy's hand. "Thanks Stacy… but, I don't know if I should. Tonight has been great though hun," Becca confesses, seeming very conflicted. Why does my heart ache whenever she calls me dear or hun? Stacy turns her eyes away, feeling a little shut down. Becca reaches out and hugs her. Stacy can't help but become overwhelmed by the warmth and softness of the girl holding her. She can feel Becca's breasts softly pressing against her own. Stacy can't help but become aroused. This girl, this ...

... woman she's been infatuated with, who smells like love and beauty, is tightly squeezing her body. Stacy can barely breathe. She turns her head towards Becca's. Her nose wafts the girl's gorgeous hair. It makes her dizzy. Becca… I'm shivering… god why I am so nervous? So excited? Stacy feels her lips trembling. Becca hasn't moved an inch since she started the hug and her neck is just inches away. Stacy leans her head forward, unable to resist the soft warm skin within reach of her mouth. Becca pulls her head back. They look straight into each other's eyes. "I'm sorry..." Stacy begins, before Becca's lips press against hers. Oh fuck… Stacy can't think. Her mind goes blank as Becca's perfect lips slowly move over hers. They're impossibly soft and moist. Becca's tongue gently teases the bottom of Stacy's upper lip. It's agonizingly arousing. Becca's mouth tastes almost as sweet as honey. Stacy feels her immense nervous energy and excitement now manifesting itself inside her panties. They feel tight against her throbbing pussy. She's overcome by the need to press it up against Becca, hard. But Becca pulls herself away again. "Fuck… I like you Stacy…" Becca whimpers, weakly. I like you too! Oh god... please don't stop kissing me now! Stacy can't speak, though her mind is racing a million miles a minute. Becca looks back at the door to Stacy's apartment. "I really shouldn't…" ~~~~~~ Stacy pushes some of her clothes off her bed. "I'm sorry about the mess… I haven't really had many ...