1. the Night Whispers Index -4


    Date: 9/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Lesbian Sex, Taboo, Author: stif266, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    back and left me sobbing and inconsolable. &#034I'll be there in an hour!&#034 Jackie told me over the phone. &#034Just had to stop and pee!&#034 I laughed and told her how excited I was that she was coming home for the weekend. I'd not expected to see her before Thanksgiving, but she'd begged a ride from a college friend and was coming in for a couple of nights. I'd pleaded with her to come, that I really wanted to see her and talk to her in person. I missed those long nights talking about our feelings and our lives, I missed being able to share everything with Jackie, including my body. I'd started to date Niles, and though I had meant what I said about being faithful to him, I knew that once Jackie was home, I'd want to make love with her like we had so often since I was f******n. She'd dropped hints that she was more than willing and wanted to be with me as much as I wanted her. I hung up the phone and cleaned up my room, giddy with excitement. I showered and put on clean panties after carefully trimming my pubes. My mom had finally allowed me to get a razor when the hair on my legs reached some arbitrary point where it was no longer conservatively feminine to appear that way. Naturally, I'd learned quickly how to trim my cunt and leave a well-groomed frame around my maturing vulva. I put on a bra and slipped into a shirt I knew she loved, then put on leggings which I thought made my butt look hot. My mom hated it, but she'd stopped fighting against me when it was obvious ...
    I was just going to wear what I wished. I dabbed on perfume and put on lipstick and eyeliner. I wanted my s****r to see me as beautiful as I could be, and I felt full of confidence as I blew myself a kiss in the mirror. I tied my hair in braids, two down over each shoulder, my auburn locks long enough to reach my mid-back when not bound or braided. I touched my clit a moment just to remind myself what fun I'd be having once Jackie was home. She didn't arrive in the promised hour and I fretted, restless, eager for her to come home. Another hour passed, then another. My mom and dad began to grow concerned, and I rode with my father in the direction from which Jackie should have been arriving. We went all the way to the store she'd been at when she called me. We saw no sign of her nor of the yellow sedan which was her ride. We drove back to the house and found my mom in tears. &#034Oh! Oh!&#034 she was hysterical, shaking on her feet, her face red and puffy. My father rushed ahead of me and took her in his arms. &#034What is it?!&#034 he exclaimed. &#034It's Jacqueline ... she's was ... in an accident!&#034 My mom cried harder. I felt sick and started screaming, &#034Jackie!? What happened to Jackie!&#034 Mom leapt to where I stood, my own tears forming quickly. &#034Oh, Penelope ... Oh ... Oh!&#034 She held me tight against her, trembling, her tears wetting my neck. &#034Is she alright? Mom!?&#034 She sobbed against me a moment, then said with great sadness, &#034no ... no ... ...
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