My Turn

Nekane looked at Jeremy, who was engrossed in the stupid comedy he had picked to watch. He had completely let down his guard: he had a pretty girl rubbing up on his side and his choice of movie meant he could pretty much turn off his mind completely. Nekane weighed her options. SHe could very well turn off her brain as well, but she knew it wouldn't be restful, either physically or mentally as long as Jeremy was here. Unlike him, she couldn't never completely let down her guard. So she decided to make the most of it.

"Be right back cutie" Nekane said to Jeremy and she hopped off the bed. She walked over to the hallway leading to her bedroom, making sure to swing her hips as she did, one of the few things that could pry Jeremy's eyes off the screen.

In her bedroom she made a beeline for her walking closet and began rummaging through rows of clothes hung up on hangers and rods and drawers. Her collection would be the envy of any woman in the building.

"Hmm... college boy huh?" she mused as she continued to peruse. "Might as well play the part" she said as she grabbed a baby blue outfit. She stripped out of her work outfit and began to pull up the velvet blue shorts. They were designed and fit to allow the bottom of her ass to stick out just the smallest amount. The matching blue top was similar: velvet, and did not provide much coverage. The velvet fabric came down a few inches past the bottom of her breasts; if she put both her hands up she would put on quite a show. But the outfit really showed off her legs and abs. Despite being quite short, Nekane was proportioned well, and without any point of reference she had the vertical lines of someone much taller.

She bounced back into the living room as Jeremy's eyes doubled in size.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." She winked and immediately she jumped on top of him, straddling his firm but clothed body with her soft and exposed one.

"Miss!"

"Shut up Jeremy" she said with a smile. She had given him a chance. She was in charge tonight.

She leaned forward and placed her hands on the back of the couch. She looked into Jeremy's eyes and leaned her head forward to kiss him. As her lips just brushed against his, she paused, backed up and reached down to take off his white t-shirt. He looked at her with puppy-dog eyes after the denied kiss. She laughed and leaned in again and placed her lips on his, this time placing her hands on his muscular lean chest.

Her lips lingered on his as she allowed the warm spark of contact to travel back through her face, down her chest, and into her core. It continued down into her groin, and she immediately felt that the exact same thing had happened to Jeremy. She felt him harden through his jeans and she immediately bucked her hips forward rubbing her vulva up and then slowly down on him. The velvet fabric was soft and thin and it allowed her to feel exactly what she wanted to.

As the warmth spread through their bodies Nekane slid her tongue into his mouth and kissed him. Their kisses were playful if not passionate. He was trying new things, new patterns and rhythms with his tongue. Some were stupid and clunky, while others worked for her. She tried to guide him to what she like with her moans a giggles, and soon they had settled into a proper rhythm.

Jeremy reached up and put his warm strong hands on her naked waist.

"Finally, a little initiative!" She thought as she let out a low moan to show her approval. She started to grind her pelvis on his crotch. At first she matched they rhythm of their kissing, but she slowly started speeding up. This had the effect she knew it would: Jeremy's breath shortened, gasping every few strokes. His eyes and hands on her hips spasmed as she hit the top of her strokes and came down on his lap again. They broke their kiss and looked at each other. He pleadingly looked and her face, at her mouth, and then down and the situation under his jeans.

"Sorry buddy," she thought. "If you don't take the lead you're never going to get what you want. If you don't ask you won't receive." Besides, Nekane had already given enough blowjobs today. It was her turn.

She stood up and turned around. She bent over at her waist and pulled down her blue shorty shorts, giving Jeremy a good look at his midnight snack. He grabbed his crotch and moaned as he took in the sight of her smooth heart shaped ass and moist vulva sticking out. She arranged herself laying down on the couch with her legs spread open, presenting her hairless mound to him. She giggled at Jeremy's face. It was the same every time: that dumbstruck look of awe, as if it was the first lady parts he had ever seen. Even though Jeremy had in fact been with a few women, he would readily admit Nekane's beauty put him under some sort of spell. It wasn't just the beauty of her body either, but something else entirely. Maybe it was just the age difference and the excitement of the semi-taboo. Either way, he was completely under her control as he stared at her beckoning him towards her.

"Come here Jeremy"

"Yes miss"

He approached her on the couch and began to bring his head towards hers for another kiss. Nekane smiled sweetly but shook her head no as she gently but forcefully placed her hands on his head. She rushed his long blonde hair out of his face and guided his head down, past her breasts, down past her perfect navel, down past her smooth, sticky pubic mound and to his final destination. Nekane bit her lower lip and breathed out heavily and her eyes first rolled back in her head, and then closed completely.