Tabby Found

by Caleigh LaSar

She was just the sweet tender age of fourteen, old enough to know she had desires, yet too young to understand what they were. It is by the grace of God that she was as beautiful as she was, with a mother who failed to grasp the concept of eating right, and a father who took one to many beatings with the ugly stick. The rumor of adoption was whispered behind her back, yet the truth was she was a flower spawned from two weeds.

She stood at five feet, and four inches tall, with long wavy auburn hair, and brilliant light brown eyes, her beautiful olive skin was never terribly assaulted by the onset of puberties battle scares; acme. Six years of dancing and four years of Soccer and Lacrosse has made her body so firm you could bounce a quarter off of it. She still held to an uncanny mature shape with a perfectly shaped butt and deliciously round 34c breasts. One would think a girl of this beauty would be the envy of every teenage boy and girl in the hormone charges culture of high school, but she was more or less looked at the popular girl who never was. This girl had feelings she simply didn't understand, a love and desire she could barely contain and it scared her.

Her name was Tabatha, though everyone who knew her just called her Tabby. This beautiful girl had a core group of friends in her high school and when homecoming came. All but Tabatha had a date for the Dance a freshmen girl uses to determine the alpha female of the class; however that seemed determined well before the dance. Her name was Kayla, fourteen like all other freshman however she could easily pass as eighteen. Taller than most at five feet seven inches, with long curly blond hair, and crystal blue eyes. Her body matched perfectly in every way with luscious 36d, a flat stomach that goes to a beautiful mound of Venus. Tabatha knew Kayla from dance; however they could never really call each other friends. Kayla usually hung out with others older then her, like her seventeen year old boyfriend.

The Homecoming Dance was the one thing Tabatha thought she was looking forward to until no one asked her to the dance. She even bought a dress when she was with her friends picking out theirs. With her mother's encouragement, Tabatha was convinced to go with some teammates on the soccer team, in some vain attempt at normalcy. At first Tabatha was indifferent to the idea, however as she planned with two of her soccer teammates Cynthia, and Mackenzie she warmed up to the idea until she made it to the dance.

Tabatha wore a simple yet elegant short bubble dress that was metallic gray in color. It had a silver satin sash on the empire waist that tied in the back and sparkling sequins scattered around the A-line skirt. It had a sequin trim and spaghetti strap neckline and a tied waistline, though loosely fitting Tabatha's exquisite body fitted stunningly to it. Her hair was a simple updo with a braid woven into the right side.

It only took a few minutes for her two friends Cynthia and Mackenzie to disappear in the crowed. She didn't notice at first as she met up with other friends but found quickly she was a third wheel to any with dates. After an hour in, Tabatha sat at an empty table with a half drunken cup of diet coke in her hand. She looked out to the dance floor to all her peers enjoying themselves and found great irony that she was the one who has been dancing for half her life.

As the feelings of sadness began to swell in her emotionally charges state, Tabatha left her coke on the table and wondered to an entirely different part of the school and into a restroom. The room was empty the only company was her reflection in the wall mirror and the bass from the music muzzled in the background. Tabatha stared at her lightly applied makeup on her face in the mirror and gave a small sigh wondering what was wrong with her. She wasn't a fool she knew she was beautiful, but nothing seemed to ever get her aroused or even a slightly bit horny. As her mind pondered these thoughts she turned her back to the mirror and leaned against the sink countertop and sighed once more saying out loud to herself.

"Not even when I play with myself."

Looking down her dress, Tabatha closed her eyes as her hand cupped her hairless pussy through her dress and her white bikini strapped panties. Not even a tingle as her friends would always describe it as, she applied more pressure and nothing. From the cupped position, Tabatha curled her fingers up digging them deep into her mound. When her middle finger passed over her shy clitoris, there was only a slight feeling far from a tingle. Dropping her hand, Tabatha turned and looked at herself in the mirror again angered at the reflection she saw.

Now frustrated for the lack of sexual stimulation, Tabatha does what she always did when she failed at something, try harder. This time, she stared deep into her on eyes thinking of all the things a boy would see in her. The first thing was her breasts so with great care Tabatha cupped her right breast and softly squeezed it, with nothing happening she pretended that a boy was standing behind her and she now cupped both of her breasts, close her eyes she squeezed and pulled on them through the dress. The image of the boy disappeared and she could only think of herself, so she turned away from the mirror again and leaned back she could feel as if it was her reflection fondling her succulent breasts.

The thought of her reflections breasts being pressed up against her bare shoulder blades had a smile grow on her face. For the first time she thought she was feeling something, pitching her nipples through her dress she began to feel warm and her body instinctively began to rub her legs together. Just as she reached down to see if she could finally be relieved of this tension and feel that famous tingling the door to the restroom flung open with a bang. Tabatha jumped and shrieked in fright as she lost her balance and her heels give out from under her. She came crashing down to the ground with the back of her head striking the countertop.

"Oh shit, are you okay?!" A familiar voice said to Tabatha.

Rubbing the back of her head, and her ears ringing, Tabatha had a splitting headache. Looking up, Tabatha saw standing over her was Kayla wearing a stunning off the shoulder cocktail dress in ruched blue spandex fabric that stuck to her like a second skin and that accentuated to her every curves. At Tabatha's angle she could look up Kayla's dress to see she was wearing a see through black lace thong. As she pulled her hand from the back of her head, Tabatha was alarmed to see blood on it. Kayla was also shocked and quickly yanked a large handful of paper tales wetted them in hot water and placed it on the back of Tabatha's head.

Slowly standing Tabatha to her feet, Kayla looked to where Kayla was bleeding to see it wasn't as bad as it could have been with only a 1/8ths inch cut on the back of her head. "Sorry about that Tabby." Kayla said, "Are you okay?" Nodding her head, Kayla leaned on the counter and wasn't sure what she was feeling other than her head was still hurt and she thought that she was still aroused from the fondling of her breasts. "Are you cold?" Kayla asked next.

At first Tabatha wondered why she would asked that but as she looked up to the mirror at herself she saw that her nipples were erected. "No… I am… I mean… I…" Tabatha was speechless for a moment. "I am fine… are you okay?" Tabatha said not knowing what to say. Looking to Tabatha's face via the reflection, Kayla gave a small sigh as she whispered, "Needed to hide… I… I found Mark gridding his sorry cock all over that backstabbing bitch Lucy Fletcher's bonny little leg… I… It was stupid of me to think he just wanted to fuck me."

"I'm sorry." Tabatha said as she saw Kayla bow her head. "Aren't you and Lucy BFFs."

Shrugging her shoulders, Kayla was more focused on doing anything to get her minds off of things. "Was a friend, I'm never talking to that whore again." Sniffing away a escaped tear, Kayla used a smile to bring back her composure. "How about you? Don't tell me you lost your boyfriend too."

"One would need one to lose one Kayla." Tabatha said with a fake smile. "I guess I am not that pretty enough."

"That's total bullshit." Kayla said. "Look at you!" With the bleeding stopped, Kayla steps closer to Tabatha and exams the striking dancer in front of her. This is one sexy dress, on one sexy chick. You just need to be less shy. I mean, at Dance you don't really hang out with anyone but Jenny and Ann."

"I don't know." Tabatha said softly. "I guess I've known them since kindergarten."

Wrapping her arms around Tabatha and pressing her breasts right were Tabatha was imaging breast were touching almost moments before, Kayla rests her head on Tabatha's shoulder. "Well I wouldn't mind getting to know you. You are beautiful, and you smell like cherries. You are kind and sweet. As for not having a boyfriend, they are shit. All they do is find the first slut on the dance floor to try and fuck them through their clothes…"

Tabatha was becoming aroused again and she didn't know what to do she's never thought, or maybe she did think she was attracted to girls, but this entire situation was beyond the pale. The warm feeling was building between her legs and as she closed her eyes she could feel her nipples were now pushing harder against her dress. Kayla could feel Tabatha's temperature rising she smiled as it made herself warm. Peering into Tabatha's blushing face through the reflection. "Tabby… little hottie you, this is turning you on." "No… I've never been turned on… or even kissed or I mean…" Tabatha said in a very failed attempt at covering it up.

"You like girls?" Kayla said, "I've never seen you check me out before like how that dyke Samantha in Dance does."

"Samantha checks out every girl." Tabatha whispered as Kayla tightened her grip around Tabatha's size one waist.

"I kind of like it sometimes." Kayla said as she rubbed her cheek against Tabatha's neck becoming provoked by Tabatha's Cheery blossom sent. "I mean have you ever thought about it?"

Right as Kayla finished her sentence she kissed Tabatha on the neck and without warning that tingling sensation struck Tabatha deep within her pussy and seconds later she felt the first pleasure of it filling with its slippery moisture. Kayla seemed to be in her own world, Tabatha was just an instrument to release her emotions and desires for attention on. With both her hands on Tabatha's waist, Kayla continued to kiss the raw and bare neck of who she was seducing.

As Tabatha was about to push Kayla back, the alpha female of her class reached up with her right hand and took hold of her right breast. The sensation of someone who knew how to pleasure had Tabatha give out a soft moan of pure uncontrollable pleasure. That was the only form of yes Kayla needed to proceed, as she pressed her massive breast against Tabatha's back rubbing them up and down as she slowly rubbed Tabatha's thigh and waist with her left hand.

With labored breathing Tabatha was at the mercy of her seducer, she couldn't speak as her body felt so hot in her dress and her thighs couldn't stop squeezing her pussy to the internal sound of her juices readying her sex for the ultimate pleasure. When Kayla's hand slipped under the top of Tabatha's dress and her long nails gently made contact on her breast Tabatha moaned again. She took hold of her tender nipple and pitched and rolled her fingers over it with the care of a loved one, Tabatha nearly fell to the ground as her knees gave out. She was now being held up mostly by her arms as Kayla fondled her breast to perfection.

Flushed, and feeling as if she just ran a mile, Tabatha was ill prepared for when Kayla reached under her dress and pulled her thin cotton line of defense to the side to fonder her hairless pussy. Finding no hair on Tabatha had Kayla thrust her body against Tabatha slowly teasing her own sex with the firmness of Tabatha's perfect ass.

The smell of Tabatha's very first pussy juices seeping through her slit had both girls moaning. Tabatha leaned back as she did allowing the taller Kayla to plaster her mouth on to hers. The assault was a surprise and Tabatha a girl who has never been kissed was tongue fencing the hottest girl in her class. Kayla couldn't stand it, she needed to hear Tabatha scream in pleasure so she stopped fooling around the virgin pussy, and with the slippery squishing sound of Tabatha's pussy Kayla slides her index finger in. It took Tabatha's breath away, she fell over the counter and Kayla used her own strength to stand her back up. She made her first thrusting attack on Tabatha's pussy which sent shockwaves throughout the girl's body. With each additional push, the sweet nectar of Tabatha bathed Kayla's well trained hands.

The young fourteen year old couldn't hold back covering her mouth with her hand, Tabatha screamed out in pleasure. Moaning and panting her head now resting on Kayla's shoulder. Her hips moving in sync each thrust of Kayla's finger. When Kayla introduced her middle finger, Tabatha's moan's seemed to last forever. Picking up speed, Kayla pulled on Tabatha's nipple and jammed her two fingers so hard that she could feel Tabatha's pussy embrace each invasion with a new flood of precum. Then without warning Tabatha body froze, she needed both hands to cover her mouth as she released the most pleasurable scream Kayla has ever heard. It coincided with Kayla's fingers getting pinched by the seixing muscles in her victims pussy just before an explosion of cum came flooding out it. Kayla pulled her hand out and watched as Tabatha squirted her beautiful love all over the floor soaking her panties as well, its aroma intoxicated her.

Kayla was in no way done; even as Tabatha was recovering from her first ever orgasm, Kayla had her turned around and was kissing all over her lips and body. Pulling down the two straps of Tabatha's dress Kayla smeared the girl's own come over her breasts so she could like it off. Just as Tabatha was catching her breath, Kayla lifted her up and sat her on the sink counter. Hiking up the metal gray dress, Kayla ripped off Tabatha's panties to reveal the hairless come covered pussy she just ravaged.

Licking her lips, Kayla fell to her knees and her face went right into the delight before her eyes. Sucking up the oozing perfection, Kayla had one hand fondling her breasts the other was shoved up her already hiked skirt and into her dripping wet pussy. Tabatha eyes rolled into the back of her head as Kayla began to suck on to her sensitive clitoris. With both hands free, Tabatha took hold of her breasts and began to pull on her nipples as her perfectly pink pussy was taken advantage of for a second time. Tabatha was crying for joy as her body began to build up for its second orgasm.

It was as if Tabatha has stored up all her sexual juices, for Kayla was inundated with untold joys as she plowed her tongue in and out of this tiny pussy. It wasn't long before Tabatha was shaking uncontrollably on the countertop and Kayla was rewarded with a second splash of cum. Tabatha was unable to use her body for nearly a minute, she just watched as Kayla had her legs now spread and she was sucking each of her fingers clean of the delicious juices they were covered in. With three fingers, Kayla fingered fucked herself. The sound of each soaking wet thrust made Tabatha drool. As she regained control of her body, she fondled her breasts as she laid on the counter and Kayla three fingers fucked herself to the point of orgasm. Not a sprayer like Tabatha, Kayla cum dripped out on the floor she fell back and found herself looking up to the white ceiling to catch her breath.

Tabatha couldn't resist. She crawled off the counter, and licked Kayla's cum off the ground causing her to moan. Just as Kayla was standing. Tabatha rose to her knees and wrapped her arms around Kayla's body and she shoved her face between her legs. Pulling down her top, Kayla's breast sprung from their cage, leaning against the wall and staring at herself playing with her tits and the beautiful Tabatha sucking her pussy Kayla screamed with pleasure.

As she licked Kayla's swelling clitoris with her cum covered tongue, Tabatha used three fingers to begin to violate her lover. Remembering how tight she was, Tabatha knew Kayla could take more so with everything but her left hands thumb. Tabatha penetrated Kayla to the reward of her pleasuring moans. With each cum covered thrust, Tabatha wiggles her fingers sending her over the edge. With one final thrust and biting of the clitoris, Kayla expelled her gift to Tabatha. The cum simply couldn't come out fast enough as Tabatha sucked on Kayla as she pulled on Kayla's clitoris with two fingers.

Sliding to the ground, Kayla leaned against the wall of and desperately tried to catch her breath. Laying head on her lap was Tabatha who too was gasping for air. With her strength returning, Tabatha slowly rose to a sitting position and stared at Kayla's beautiful breasts. Slowly she smiled and was rewarded by a smile from Kayla. Then they began to giggle as both began to put their breasts back into their dresses. Cleaning themselves as best they could, they readied to exit their musk filled sacuary with not even a word spoken.

At the last second, Kayla noticed Tabatha's panties; she picked them up and held them out to her. Tabatha smiled as she took them. Just as Kayla was about to leave Tabatha stepped forward and began to kiss her. As they made out, Tabatha put her hand under Kayla's skirt and stuffed her panties through the strap of Kayla's thong. As the two parted Tabatha smiled. "A gift, for finding me."

Kayla smiled and slowly left the restroom leaving Tabatha alone once again. Looking to her reflection, Tabatha knew what she wanted, she wanted more.