Disney Adventures 2

by Little Alison

I was ready for my date with Virginia. I was a little nervous, because we were going out to a restaurant and would be in public and that would limit the teasing I liked to do so much.

I had my friend's older sister drop me off at the restaurant. It was down in Newport, on Pacific Coast Highway. A small front, next to many other small fronts, the sign outside boasted "Best view in Newport." I glanced at my phone. I was a few minutes early. I was nervous, for some reason. But then I calmed down by thinking how nervous Virginia would be.

I had agonized over what to wear. I didn't have any really sexy things and every effort to procure something sexy always ended up with me trying on lingerie or high heels far too large.

Instead I opted for this comfortable, flattering, red dress that fell to just above my knees. It had a half moon collar in front, short lace sleeves and a similar half moon cutout in back. To make it "sexy" I took a black sash of my mothers, folded it in half, and tied it around my waist, pinching the dress and pleasantly creating the illusion of more curves than I actually had. I had on a pair of black toeless low heeled shoes. The dressiest I had. I parted my hair in the middle, pulling it back behind my ears. I debated on makeup, but ultimately went with a light lip gloss and not much else.I was pleased with myself.

My phone buzzed. "When you get here. Come into the bar. xx"

I smiled, pocketed my phone, and entered the restaurant. It was dark and cooler than the balmy evening outside. I followed the long corridor to the bar area, only to be stopped by a bouncer.

"No minors."

"But I'm supposed to meet someone here."

"No minors."

"Ok, look," I decided to reason with him, "my mom is in there. Can you find a lovely lady with sandy blonde hair and tell her that I'm here?"

"What's your name?" The bouncer was skeptical.

"I'm her daughter, Alison." I thought that might make her laugh.

"Ok."

I watched him walk in and when he turned a corner, I saw Virginia at the bar. She listened to him, seemed to blush slightly, then giggle. Smiling, she got up and walked to the entrance, and to me.

"Daughter eh?" she said, wryly.

"Thought that might get your attention." I couldn't stop starting into her eyes. I should have, because she was such a knockout. Dressed to kill.

She had on a form fitting black dress, spaghetti straps snaking up and over her well tanned and smooth and no doubt tasty skin. The dress fell to her mid thigh, and her legs were clad in a dark stockings that accentuated the firmness of her legs. She towered above me in her 5 inch heels. Around her neck was a thin black choker with a small silver heart hanging an inch down. It shimmered in the low light. She had let her hair down and it fell lightly down and over her shoulders. I could see guys in the bar sneaking glances at her as we made chit chat. I felt underdressed.

She smiled a wide adorable smile and her eyes locked onto mine.

We walked along a long white corridor with soft white carpet, past the long thin dining area, and out to the patio. The patio was set in a half circle with three intimate tables, each divided from the others by plants and plexiglass. We sat and had a fantastic sunset view of the ocean.

"Good?" Virginia asked as she sat, every movement of her body made sexy by her tight dress.

"It's. . ." I looked for words, "It's so pretty. Not as pretty as you, but. . ." She blushed and looked down with a shy smile.

We chatted and talked and flirted all throughout dinner, with Virginia even letting me have some of her Long Island Iced Tea. "I think, at this point, a little alcohol is the least of the worries!" she joked.

With the sunlight gone and a small candle flickering, we held hands on the table. My smooth small hand and her larger experienced and, I noticed, warm, hand. The candlelight flickered in her dancing eyes. I slid my bare foot under the table and rubbed her leg. I felt the hose and the warmth and moved up and down, watching her reactions as I did. "Naughty girl." she scolded, softly. My toes found the top of her hose, and I was searching for her panty line when she stopped me.

"We should go before this goes too far honey." Virginia said, looking around nervously, though there were only us two in the whole place.

"Go where?" I was a little worried. I didn't want to go home yet. I wanted HER.

"I got us," she spoke softly, standing and tidying her dress, "a room." She looked into my eyes. "It's upstairs. They have one suite. Balcony, whirlpool bath, the works." "Ok, but I don't have anything else to wear, just this."

"Don't worry, I brought some of my daughter's things, she's about your size."

"Go take a look at the view honey." Virginia said, kissing me softly on my lips. I loved how she tasted.

I walked the length of the room, opened the french doors to the balcony, feeling the warm breeze and hearing the soothing waves below.

"What do you think?" I turned to see what she meant. I was speechless. Her black dress was in a heap on the ground, and standing there was Virginia in a strapless bra, which accentuated her lovely breasts. I could see how hard her nipples were already. Her stomach looked leaner than before, somehow. She wore a black lace garter belt, straps leading to her hose which were well up her legs. I noticed right away: no panties. Just lovely neatly trimmed pubic hair.

She strode across the room toward me. The soft light in the room capturing every subtle curve of her movements. Her breasts bouncing lightly, thighs gliding against each other, lips seemingly shiny and alluring. I couldn't move. It was as if it were a dream.

With a motion I thought she wasn't capable of, Virginia wrapped her arm around my waist, tightly and pulled me to her, her mouth aggressive to mine. We kissed a passionate, eager, hungry kiss. I moved one hand to her bare apple shaped ass and another to her arm. I pulled her to me as she pressed hard into my body. Her pants and sighs and hands pulling and grabbing me showed just how much she enjoyed this. She didn't just want it, she needed it. I wasted little time and, with little difficulty, unsnapped her bra, letting it sag between our lust filled bodies.

I broke the kiss and slid my lips and tongue down her neck, tasting her skin, the saltyness of persperation, and licked between her generous breasts. Virginia's hands stroked my back and the back of my head as my tongue found a hard nipple. Her areola was soft and dark and when I sucked around it and her nipple Virginia let out a light moan and tipped her head back, emitting a whispered, "Yessss."

Pinching one nipple, sucking the other and I wished I had more hands or mouths with which to pleasure this woman. Moving from one nipple to the other, sucking and licking and feeling her breathing deepen and chest heave out and back.

"Virginia, you're delicious." I looked up to her. Her eyes were glassy with enjoyment.

"Alison, you make me feel so good." She was about to pull me to her again when I started to kiss down her chest, down her stomach, licking her belly button. I looked up at her as my tongue slid through her pubic hair. I could smell her juices. She watched me as I moved lower, her legs widening, as she rubbed and fondled her own breasts.

I spread her warm lips, licking slowly, deliberately, between her lips, being rewarded with a tongue covered in her juices. Virginia's body trembled slightly as my tongue played up and down on her pussy lips, teasing to go inside, but remaining outside.

"Oh Alison, you're so good." she was tensing and relaxing and trembling and I could see her legs getting weaker the more I licked.

I wrapped my lips around her clit, my fingers opening her lips wide, and sucked long and hard, feeling her legs wobble and her hips press to my face.

"Alison, wait, I want to. . .let me . . ohhhhhhh" she bucked and wobbled and became unsteady as an orgasm wracked her sexy body. She threw her head back, moaning into the dark room, the sounds animalistic and coming in short almost grunt like moans. I licked furiously, as to get as much of her sweet nectar as possible.

Virginia stumbled backwards slightly, steadying herself against the bed, breathing heavily, panting.

"Alison," pant pant, "I wanted to please you FIRST."

"Well, I can't take it back now." I giggled. So did she. She sat on the edge of the bed, letting her body normalize. I undid my sash and unzipped my red dress. It fell to the ground and I stood there, back lit by moonlight, no bra and just a tiny pair of panties, in front of her. I must have looked so young.

She motioned for me to come to her. I walked up to her, standing between her knees as she sat on the bed.

"I don't think I've ever cum as much as with you." She couldn't stop smiling. I wanted to say something.

Thank you or anything, but wasn't sure if she wanted that.

"There is nothing sexier than having you between my legs Alison. I mean it." She was more serious now. "I have only been with one man, my husband, and no women. . .until you. And I'm glad we have. . "

I didn't want her to get too maudlin,

"Virginia, it's ok. No need to explain anything. You're amazingly sexy and hot and I want to eat you up a million times over. Just look how wet you've gotten me." I took her hand and guided it between my legs. I was soaking and her fingers moved, without my help, between my lips and into my tight pussy. I gasped slightly. She edged forward on the bed, her mouth at my chest level, her lips moving to my tiny breasts, nipples erect for her mouth. She had two fingers in me and it felt like a telephone pole. Slowly, but with constant pressure, she moved her fingers in and out, fucking my pussy slowly at first, then quickening the pace.

I was sighing and moaning and trying to maintain eye contact as shots of electric pleasure bounced through my body. Pinging from my pussy to my nipples to my toes and everywhere in between, her fingers, and now her mouth around my chest, drove me to higher and higher levels of enjoyment. I began moving my hips, trying to maintain a rhythm with her fingering, but the more I moved the less control I had over my actions. I knew I was going to fall forward in a minute as she was fingering me faster and deeper, my juices dripping and I could hear how wet I was.

"Oh god," I breathed out as the first wave of orgasm hit me, "yes, oh yes." I was on my tip toes as I fell slowly forward, my body pressing on Virginia, her fingers never losing a movement. When I felt Virginia gently bite my nipple I lost it, my body thrashing on her, moving around, my mouth kissing and pressing to whatever body part of hers was near me. "Oh FUCK YESS, I'M COMING!" I yelled, my body no longer in control, it being just a orgasm wracked vessel for a sexy woman to finger and fuck and please.

I was quickly out of breath.

Virginia held me. I held her. I'm not sure how I ended up on my back under some sheets with Virginia lazily caressing my chest with her fingertips. The last orgasm I had destroyed my sense of perception and just the slightest touch of her hand sent tiny jolts through my body, giving my skin a shock.

"Oh my god," I was still trying to collect myself. "Virginia, you. . .that was amazing." I gazed into her eyes.

Virginia smiled, "Thanks," giggle, "I am a quick learner. Seems there's a lot of videos of girls having sex with girls online. I watched quite a few and got some ideas." Her smile was comforting and sexy, a dangerous combination.

"I'm gonna take a quick shower, I'm burning up." She stood next to the bed, her body lovely and sexy with her stockings and garter belt still on. "Seems that having sex with you is increasing my temperature!" She smiled and laughed a little. I was beaming at her with a huge dopey grin on my face. I was REALLY smitten with this lady.

"Sorry," she started, bending and unsnapping the garters, "I can't shower in these. . .they have to come off."

"Awww," I feigned sorrow, "they were just the right frame for the lovely picture."

I lay there, feeling a little sleepy, but still buzzing from another wonderful experience with Virginia.

From the bathroom I heard, "Alison, there's a bag on the table. See if there's anything in there you like."

I slowly pulled my lazy body up and wandered to the table, thinking it was a shirt or something to wear.

I looked inside.

Hmmmmmm. Strapon, dildo, massage oils, several vibrators of different types and what looked like fuzzy handcuffs. My my. My Virginia wants to be naughty. . . .I loved it!

TO BE CONTINUED.