Let Me Help (Patreon)

This one ended up being a lot more plot heavy and focused on build up than I meant. Though I guess I didn't really have a coherent plan so this might as well have been what I meant all along lol. Either way I hope y'all are in the mood for some sapphic goodness!

Glancing nervously around like she was about to steal something Blaire couldn't stop her hands from shaking or her heart from racing as she slowly lifted a lacy purple bra off the rack. Her cheeks were burning so brightly she could all but feel the heat radiating off them as she looked down at the underwear she'd been admiring for almost ten minutes. Only now, after her mother had left to buy more plain white blouses, could she finall feel that silky fabric against her skin. She'd never felt such a soft, supple texture before. Even touching it felt sinful and imagining herself herself wearing it was nothing short of blasphemy! And yet when her eyes drifted to the matching panties resting just below it was impossible not to wonder. Not to think about how amazing something so soft would feel against more than her fingers. Blaire was ashamed of herself for even thinking such a thing but she couldn't stop, not even when she tried.

Someone coughed on the other side of underwear section and she nearly leapt out of her skin. The bra she'd been holding tumbled out of her hands and she barely even noticed as she frantically looked for any sign of her mother. But the aisles and racks all around her were mercifully devoid of someone, anyone, who might've seen her shameful indulgence. After few more tense moments spent waiting for her mother to spring up out of nowhere and chastise her Blaire finally knelt down to pick up the bra. Of course the moment she did her eyes naturally drifted to the matching panties now sitting perfectly at her eye level. And hidden as she was from wandering eyes there was surely no harm in taking them off the rack too, if only to satisfy her curiosity.

The soft rasp of the hangar sliding along the metal rod supporting it was absolutely deafening. Even with the cheerful pop music coming from the speakers overheard and the distant chatter of other people shopping not so far away. When she straightened again Blaire half expected a crowd to have gathered around her. She half expected everyone from her Church to have suddenly arrived just in time to see her holding the most scandalous undergarments she'd ever seen in her life. Of course she was still entirely alone but those nerve wracking fears didn't fade as she looked down at her new prize.

Slowly running her fingers along the silky contours of those unspeakably small panties she let her mind wander just a little bit more. Instead of simply wearing that skimpy, downright lewd, underwear she was modeling it for someone. Showing herself off like some sort of harlot. She didn't even know who she was modeling for, only that her companion seemed every bit as excited as she was.

“Can I help you with anything?”

A woman's voice snapped her out of her reverie and sent a jolt of adrenaline lancing through her body as she spun around in a fit of abject embarrassment, “I-I wasn't—I d-d-didn't—this isn't—I'm n-not—I-I-I—they fell!”

The stunningly beautiful employee Blaire had avoided every single time she'd ever come to that department store smiled warmly and said, “Thank you for picking them up.”

Deep down Blaire knew the woman didn't believe a word she'd said but somehow that didn't matter as she nervously handed the bra and panties to her. As soon as their hands touched for even the tiniest moment any semblance of coherent through or self control disappeared from her mind. Her thoughts were instantly a mad jumble of words and fantasies and desires as her heart nearly exploded in her chest and her stomach twisted into knots.

Taller than her by almost a foot and dressed in a stylish little ensemble that perfectly showed off her wide, curvy hips and teased her absolutely massive breasts she was without a doubt the most beautiful woman Blaire had ever seen. Everything from her gorgeous brown skin to her dark, warm eyes and her curly black hair was beyond amazing. Her knees were weak just trying to look at her fierce, unbelievably strong face and when she did the contours of those soft, plump lips were nothing short of nerve wracking. To say nothing of the way they curved into a smile as Blaire continued to stammer and babble for a few seconds after giving up the bra and panties she'd wanted so badly.

“Y-You're welcome—I mean I-I-I—someone m-must have—must have kn-knocked them over—I didn't really do-do anything—”

She felt silent as the woman towering over her laughed, “Don't worry about it,” She said in that deep yet silky voice that just about turned Blaire's knees to jelly, “Did you need help finding anything?” She asked soon after, glancing down at the underwear she was holding before cheekily adding, “Maybe something a little more... risque?”

Blaire could've melted the polar ice caps with the heat radiating off her face as she stood there paralyzed by uncertainty and wholly unable to respond. Sadly before she could force her lips to do more than tremble her mother returned and immediately butted in, “Is everything all right?”

“I was just asking if your daughter needed any help finding what she was looking for.” The saleswoman replied, hardly missing a beat. Blaire's mother looked down at the scandalous underwear the woman was holding and she effortlessly replied, “Someone knocked these onto the floor, I was just about to put them back.”

Her mother's eyes narrowed for a moment before she looked at Blaire and asked, “Did you find the... clothes you were looking for?”

“Not yet. I was going to ask.. uhm...” Blaire looked at the saleswoman as she awkwardly trailed off.

“Talisha, and I'd be happy to help you find whatever you're looking for!”

“Th-That's great... I... uhm... I need more undergarments...”

She spoke the last word in a hushed whisper and her mother still tensed up. Luckily for Blaire and her ever expanding shame Talisha didn't bat an eye as she said, “Of course, I know just what you need!”

She motioned to another part of the underwear section and started walking with Blaire and her mother in tow. The former was too busy trying not to stare at the soft, perky curves of Talisha's enormous rump while the latter was too busy watching her daughter to notice Talisha quietly hold on to the bra and panties that'd been 'dropped'. And they'd remain wholly oblivious as they were led to the vastly more subdued and unremarkable underwear. To the plain white panties and completely unremarkable bras of the sort Blaire had been wearing her entire life. She was even wearing some of the ones Talisha suggested at that very moment, though she did her best not to admit that in front of such a gorgeous woman. Of course it wasn't really up to her as her mother butted in once again, wordlessly taking the plastic wrapped package and tucking it out of sight under her arm with an embarrassed little noise.

“These will do just fine.” She stated, “They're exactly like the ones I bought you last time.”

“Thank you.” Speaking as much to Talisha as her mother Blaire did everything she could to keep her disappointment out of her voice. Especially knowing they still had so much more shopping left. “I need another dress too.”

Like she'd done countless times before Talisha held her tongue and simply looked at them both with as neutral a smile as she could muster. Even while she was dying inside as she looked at the mother standing before her and the poor, unmistakably dissatisfied teenager she'd dressed up like an Amish school teacher. It was hard not to lament such wasted potential and such terrible fashion!

Not so much wearing as vaguely located beneath a frumpy beige dress that covered every last inch of her body from neck to ankle the young woman looked positively miserable. Her mother didn't look much happier but Talisha struggled to really care about anyone who gave her a stink eye entirely because she didn't dress herself like it was the eighteen hundreds. Instead she did her best to guide her nervous daughter towards something with the tiniest bit of color to it. Something to bring out those soft blue eyes or accentuate her warm brown hair. Anything really.

Unsurprisingly it wasn't so much an uphill battle as a nonstop series of failures as she slowly led them both around the department store suggesting the most mundane dresses only to be shot down in an instant. No matter what the daughter might've thought. And every time Talisha saw the young woman's eyes light up only to dart back down to her feet the urge to break her professionalism and snap at the mother grew a little more. But somehow she resisted that unimaginable temptation, instead putting all her efforts towards finding something other than the most drab clothing imaginable. Her efforts were a resounding failure in every imaginable way but if nothing else she tried. Although that wasn't much comfort when they ended up exactly where the mother wanted.

“Those will be fine.” She stated, handing her daughter a few thoroughly formless beige dresses before fixing Talisha with a simmering glare, “Was there anything else you needed?”

“No I think that's all mother.” Blaire replied.

“Good.” She turned to Talisha and started handing off all the things she'd been carrying, “Why don't you go ring us up?”

“Of course.” Smiling past her irritation she took everything she was handed without complaint and very nearly walked away from them entirely. But at the last second she stopped, a much better idea popping into her head, “Would you like to try these on first?”

“What?”

“She doesn't need to try them on. They're the same size as the one she's already wearing.”

“Oh you didn't hear? The company that makes these was bought out a few months back. We've had a few people complain about the dresses not quite fitting the same. But I'm sure it'll be fine!” She finished her lie with a bright smile as she held a hand out to the daughter.

“Maybe I should try it on just to be safe?” Blaire suggested. She didn't know what Talisha was doing but she wasn't about to sabotage it regardless, “I wouldn't want it to be too tight...”

Her mother's eyes widened just the tiniest bit at those words and she gave in almost immediately, “Go try them on.”

Hurrying off to the changing rooms with Talisha and her mother in two Blaire slipped inside the one furthest away from the main floor and let out a little sigh. Part of her knew the dress would fit just fine but she didn't really care. Just being away from her mother and alone with her thoughts for a few minutes was wonderful enough. Little did she realize Talisha was doing everything in her power to help with that relief.

“Was there anything else you needed ma'am?” She asked, “Anything I can help you with while we're waiting for your daughter?”

“No.”

A short, uncomfortable pause filled the air as Talisha waited calmly beside the most tense woman she'd ever encountered. But she broke the silence rather quickly when she said, “If I'm not mistaken we're having a sale on these socks.” as she looked down at the clothes she was holding. “If you buy another package it's forty percent off.”

“I didn't seen any signs talking about a sale.”

“It's an online sale but if you mention it in store we'll honor it.”

Looking at Talisha for a second or two Blaire turned towards the changing rooms and called out to her daughter, “Stay here Blaire, I'll be right back!”

“O-Okay... where are you going?” Her question was met with silence as she paused midway through slipping out of her dress. After a few more seconds she called out again, “Mother?”

But instead of the cold, commanding tone she'd grown up with Blaire was greeted by the sweetest sound she'd ever heard, “You're mother's gone. Although I don't know for how long.” The door rattled ever so slightly and Blaire looked up to see the bra and panties she'd been admiring appear over the top as Talisha's hand rested against the wood, “Why don't you try on something a little more fun?”

Reaching out before she could even think about stopping herself Blaire nervously trailed her fingers across the soft fabric before pulling away and even taking a step back, “I shouldn't...”

“Why not?”

“Because it's immoral... good Christian women don't wear things like that... it's immoral...”

“I understand.” Talisha's voice was soft and compassionate with just the tiniest hint of disappointment, just enough to leave Blaire feeling almost guilty she'd let such a beautiful woman down. Though her guilt quickly turned to disappointment in herself as her companion said, “I'll put them back.”

But despite what she'd actually said Talish didn't immediately withdraw. Instead she hesitated for a few more seconds. Long enough to hear a quiet little sigh from the dressing room and the soft scrape of shoes against the carpet. A moment later her companion was shyly caressing the underwear once more and even letting out a pent up breath. Caught somewhere between a sigh and a moan that almost inaudible reaction told Talisha everything she needed to know. Biting her lip and smiling more brightly than ever she left the panties and bra hanging on the top of the door without a word. Pulling away entirely she took a few steps back and peered out at the department store just outside their own private world. The young woman's mother hadn't returned yet and Talisha was more than happy to rejoin her just outside her changing room. Right in time to watch the edge of the hangar disappear from the top of the door.

“I've never worn anything like this...” Blaire murmured, embarrassed by her own admission yet somehow happy to have made it all the same.

“And I'm sure you'll still look gorgeous.”

Blaire's heart skipped a beat and she looked up from the underwear she was holding as if there wasn't a door blocking her from Talisha. For a moment or two she quietly wished there wasn't, “Did my mother come back yet?”

“No... but I'm sure she'll be back soon. Once she realizes there's no sale.”

“No sale—Did you lie to her?”

“Of course, how else was I supposed to give us some time together?”

Adrenaline hit Blaire like a bolt of lightning. She instinctively took a step back and blushed so furiously it was a wonder she didn't cause a fire. After a few more seconds she took another step back and sat down on the little bench opposite the door. Part of her couldn't believe what she'd heard and the rest didn't have the slightest clue how to react. It was such a strange, overwhelming position to find herself in and she couldn't even fathom what was supposed to happen next.

“I-I'm Blaire...” She finally whispered, quietly realizing she'd never actually introduced herself, “Blaire T-Taylor...”

“It's a pleasure to meet you Blaire,” Talisha softly replied.

Hearing her own name spoken in that sultry voice, imagining her beautiful companion's lips moving as she said it, was too much for her. Rising off the bench and approaching the door no matter how hard her legs trembled Blaire whispered, “You'd better go... b-before my mother comes back... I don't want you getting in trouble...”

“Why would I get in trouble? I'm helping a customer look as beautiful as she deserves to look. That's my job.”

The corners of her mouth twitched upwards as a nervous little shudder spread through Blaire's entire body. Subconsciously pressing her thighs together and even letting out a small whimper she asked, “Do you help all of your customers like this?”

“No.”

“Oh...” Never had a single syllable so completely ruined Blaire. She looked back at herself in the mirror and stared into her own eyes for a few moments. Her mind was racing even faster than her heart and she truly didn't know what to say or do. But she knew what she wanted more than anything else and the longer she stood there the more clear those desires were. Although actually saying them aloud was a whole different matter, “Th-Thank you...”

“You're welcome.” Talisha laughed. There was a short, weighty pause and a profound sense of rising tension as Blaire hovered next to the door and her gorgeous companion did the same. And it was finally broken when she asked, “Did you need any help trying on your new clothes?”

A thousand different thoughts and emotions and desires exploded into as Blaire recoiled from that simple question. Outwardly frozen in place and inwardly wracked by the most overwhelming barrage of pure uncertainty imaginable she was completely lost. Every part of her seemed to have a different answer and every part of her was left arguing with the rest. Years of Christian upbringing clashed with feeling she'd held for as long as she could remember. Utter lack of experience railed against a desperate need to finally share herself with someone else. And above it all the constant fear of her mother returning at any moment loomed so large she was all by paralyzed.

Yet somehow she managed to find her voice at only a few seconds, “I've never... uhm... I-I've never... I've always—always... helped m-m-myself...”

Blaire hardly knew what she was saying, what she was admitting, but it was the closest she could get to explaining herself without melting into a puddle of shame and dying on the spot. Thankfully the woman just outside that cramped little changing room didn't seem to mind as she let out a soft giggle and said, “That's all right... we all have to start somewhere...”

“R-Right... of course... we a-all have to s-s-start somewhere...”

As she spoke Blaire reached for the lock on the door. The only thing separating her from Talisha and the last thing standing in the way of her wildest dreams coming true. Her heart skipped a beat the moment she touched that cold metal and she couldn't help but let out a quiet whimper. Yet despite all of her fear and uncertainty and doubt she stilled turned the lock to the left. The soft thud of it sliding back was almost deafening and the faint creak of the door swinging open of it's own accord somehow even more so. Before she had any hope of catching her breath or making sense of her madness Blaire was staring up at Talisha and clutching that silky soft underwear in both hands like a crass. Completely at a loss she could only stare like a deer in the headlights as her companion smiled down at her with a look of excitement and tenderness.

“Don't worry,” Talisha whispered, taking a step closer and staring into her eyes without any shame or hesitation, “I'll take care of you...”

Blaire's trembling lips parted and a soft whimper spilled out as she tried to find the words to express even one of the things she was feeling. Before she could find even one syllable her mother's shrill, heart stopping voice rang out, “Blaire?! Are you still trying on those dresses?”

Returning to the changing rooms in a huff after speaking to three different employees and being told by every single one online sales weren't valid Mary was in no mood to wait around for her lollygagging daughter. Least of all so she could try on dresses that already fit her because some lying little harlot said they could be different!

Before she could pound on the door or even force it open Blaire exclaimed, “I'm still trying them on mother!” in a strained voice.

“What's taking you so long?!” Mary demanded.

“Uhm... th-the first dress is... is a little too tight... it doesn't really fit around my... uhm... my rear...”

Mary's eyes widened at those words and she looked around to make sure nobody from Church was within earshot, “Don't talk like that young lady! You know Pastor Mike shops here with his entire family!”

“I-I'm sorry mother... but the dress i-is a little tight in places... I'll try on the other one now...” There was a short pause and Blaire started speaking again in a sudden rush, “C-Could you maybe get one a-a size bigger?”

Growing more annoyed by the second Mary pursed her lips and let out a little huff. She looked down at her watch and immediately exclaimed, “We'll be late for Bible Study if you take too long!”

“I-I swear I'll be really fast!”

“Fine. But you'd better not make us late!”

“I won't mother, I-I promise!”

A brief, nervous silence filled the air as Mary shook her head and scoffed, already planning out the apologies and excuses she'd give Pastor Mark as she stood there. But after a few wasted seconds debating with herself she turned away instead of forcing the door open and dragging her daughter out of the store entirely. At the very least she might be able to find that hussy of a saleswoman and give her a piece of her mind while she was trying to find another pair of dresses for Blaire. The thought was enough to bring a smile to her face as she finally walked off.

Blaire looked up at Talisha with a nervous, relieved smile. Hearing her mother walk away just might've been the most reassuring sound in the whole world. But without her around it was hard not to be suddenly and very acutely aware of how close her companion had gotten. How tiny the changing room really was and the sweet, sweet smell of her intoxicating perfume.

“Now... where were we?” Talisha asked in an unbearably sultry voice.

Immediately shying away from her companion and turning away Blaire clutched bra and panties she'd been holding against her chest even tighter and for a moment Talisha worried she'd lose what little nerve she had, only to be left completely delighted when she said, “You w-were helping me undress...

They looked into one another's eyes through the mirror Blaire was facing and Talisha gave her a small nod, “Yes I was...”

Stepping closer and laying her hands on Blaire's shoulders she gave her a soft, reassuring squeeze before letting her fingers drift down her arms and onto her hips. Completely overwhelmed by that first touch Blaire didn't have any idea how to react to the feeling of another woman's hands resting on her hips. It was so natural and perfect yet utterly foreign she just trembled harder than ever and waited for whatever came next. Though she couldn't have predicted what Talisha would actually do no matter how fast her mind was racing with crazy ideas.

“Relax...” She murmured, bending down and leaning in so close her lips almost touched Blaire's ear as she spoke, “Take a deep breath and enjoy yourself...”

Still reeling from the heady warmth of her companion's breath against her flushed, goosebump riddled skin Blaire struggled to even follow what happened next. The simple yet overwhelming pleasure of Talisha's hands sliding around her waist and pulling her into a gentle hug. Absolutely lost in the softness of the woman behind her, her perky breasts pressing against her back and her hips pushed against her rump, she couldn't help but lean into that sweet embrace. Although she didn't collapse entirely her legs absolutely would've given out if Talisha's arms hadn't been around. Even before one hand slipped just a little bit lower and the other glided so much higher. Of course the moment she felt her gorgeous lover caressing her it was just about over.

A frantic little moan tumbled from her lips only for her to immediately cover her mouth with both hands, dropping the underwear she'd been holding without even thinking. How could she not when a woman like Talisha was oh so tenderly pressing her fingers against her sex? When she was trailing her fingers along her stomach and up to her small, practically nonexistent breasts at the same time? Even through her thick, frumpy dress that touch was positively electric! Adrenaline surged through every inch of her body and pleasure radiated to the tips of her fingers and toes. Her legs just about gave out a heartbeat later while her eyes drifted shut before they could roll back in her head. Another nervous whimper escaped her lips as Talisha's fingers finally drifted across her breasts but the slight yet overbearing pressure of the touch between her legs almost instantly overtook the rest. Especially when she started moving in small, maddening circles against her most tender place.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh gosh!”

“Keep that beautiful voice down...” Talisha whispered, lightly nibbling on Blaire's ear, “Unless you want to get caught...”

“I-I'm trying!” She replied. Weakly grabbing her lover's wrists and holding on for dear life Blaire quivered against Talisha and even stole a furtive little glance at her breathtaking face as added, “But i-it feels so good!”

“Oh we're just getting started honey...”

Hearing that unmistakably lewd promise and seeing the look in her partner's eye proved too much for Blaire to handle. Immediately looking away as her skin flushed she shut her eyes tight and bit her lower lip as fiercely as possible. Nothing could stop a moan from escaping her lips as Talisha gently squeezed her breasts and even teased her nipple through her dress and bra. But she could still keep her voice down just a little bit as the fear of her mother finding out simmered in the back of her mind.

Not that Talisha made it any easier! Her soft, experienced hands were already bad enough but after a few wonderfully nerve wracking moments she returned to teasingly nibbling at her earlobe. Just enough to really drown Blaire in the soft contours of her lips and the heady warmth of her breath as she smiled and even laughed. When she pulled away after what could've been a few seconds or a few hours it was almost a relief! And yet when her lips returned to plant a soft, almost romantic kiss on her neck Blaire couldn't help but groan in pure delight. Her unimaginably tender kiss only lingered for a few seconds and when it came to an end the loss she felt was almost devastating. Second only to the swell of pure joy when she kissed her again.

Slowly working her way down her neck Talisha kissed every last inch of her flushed skin and laughed at how madly Blaire trembled in her arms. But there was no malice or contempt in her soft, breathy giggles. No judgment or superiority. When they locked eyes once more after an eternity of being tormented Blaire didn't see anything but excitement in Talisha's beautiful stare. Excitement and just the tiniest glimpse of arousal, although she could scarcely imagine such a thing. Her mind was already reeling at what was happening to her! Trying to think about someone as incredible as her companion enjoying it too just didn't make any kind of sense at all. She couldn't imagine someone like Talisha being turned on by someone like her! Though she was struggling to imagine much of anything beyond all the wildest desires and hidden fantasies that'd always been hidden beneath her upbringing.

“Oh my gosh!” Blaire whimpered, reflexively pushing herself against Talisha's hands only to try and squirm away a few moments later. “O-Oh my gosh!” Holding on to her companion for dear life she stared into her eyes and sucked in a desperate little breath as Talisha slowly leaned in, “Oh my gosh...”

A handful of seconds later she was leaning in too, unable to resist the allure of the woman holding her so tenderly. Talisha smiled as Blaire trembled in her arms and she even let out a sweetly pent up whimper of her own as they two drifted ever closer. When their lips were only centimeters apart and Blaire could all but taste her lover's sweetness Talisha affectionately whispered, “Finally...”

An instant later Blaire's mother shattered their beautiful moment before they could kiss one another, stomping back into the changing rooms like a bull in a china shop, “If these don't fit we'll have to come back another time! Hopefully when that trollop isn't working!”

Nervously pulling away from Talisha in a fit of pure adrenaline Blaire caught the first dress her mother threw over the door and shakily exclaimed, “Thank y-you!”

The next dress landed squarely on Talisha's shoulder and she plucked it off with a silent laugh, handing it to her lover and stepping out of the way. Several more were tossed over after that and Blaire's mom finished with a huffy little remark, “You have ten minutes!”

“O-Okay!”

Blaire's mother walked off muttered under her breath and Talisha waited until she was outside the changing rooms entirely to step forward and lay her hands on her lover's hips, pulling them against one another like they'd been together for years. Blaire hugged the dresses she was holding and stared up at her partner as she grinned right back down at her and said, “That's plenty of time!”

“R-Really?”

“I only need five.” Talisha promised. Her hands trailed up Blaire's figure, slowly tracing the outline of her plump curves even through her dress until she cupping her face, “Seven if you really want to see God...”

“Oh m-m-my gosh...”

Shivering even harder when Talisha's fingers slipped beneath her chin and slowly tilted her head back Blaire knew what was about to happen but couldn't begin to prepare herself for it “I think we've waited long enough...” Talisha murmured.

Her other hand slid around Blaire's waist and pulled her in close as they drifted closer once more. Yet instead of melting against her lover like she so desperately wanted Blaire interrupted them one last time, turning her head away and meekly saying, “I-I always thought—c-could you—can w-w-we maybe—uhm—is it okay if—”

“Take a deep breath and relax honey.” Talisha giggled, “What do you want?”

Finally letting go of the dresses she was supposed to be trying on Blaire looked up Talisha and spoke more clearly than ever before, “I'd like to wear those panties a-and that bra... while you kiss me...”

It was hard not to be completely embarrassed by what she'd just said and what she'd just admitted but the look of pure delight spreading across Talisha's face certainly helped. Seeing how unabashedly eager her companion was to make that happen sent a chill through Blaire's body. She never imagined anyone being so happy to do something lewd with her. Not outside of her fantasies at least.

And within a few seconds everything that might get in the way had been shoved to the edges of the changing room and Blaire was left standing in front of the mirror once more. She kicked off her shoes while Talisha slipped behind her and tenderly wrapped her up in another warm hug. But this time she kept her hands from wandering too far, instead slowly curling her fingers into fists and lifting up her lover's dress inch by inch. All the while Blaire was left staring at herself and doing everything she could to keep her nerves under control.

After a moment or two her ankles were visible. A heartbeat later her knees were exposed. An instant after that her pale, chubby thighs were just about glowing in the fluorescent light. Blaire shut her eyes the instant she caught a glimpse of her plain white, shamefully wet panties and she refused to open them again. Even as she felt a rush of cold air across her embarrassingly chubby stomach. And when she felt that same cold air on her breasts with nothing but an equally plain bra protecting her modesty it was downright mortifying! Although she couldn't help but sneak the tiniest peek at her lover in the instant before her dress was lifted up over her head entirely. Just to see what Talisha thought of her, if she was having second thoughts after seeing her properly.

Of course she didn't see anything of the sort before her dress blocked her vision and the moment it was tossed away and she was left standing half naked in front of the most gorgeous woman she'd ever seen Talisha only looked more excited. Her hands returned to her body in an instant and she let them glide all across her hips and stomach as they slipped in close to one another. Close enough to press themselves together in a soft hug as Talisha bent down to kiss her neck and meet her eye line in the mirror. Blaire held on to her for a few seconds before shyly turning her head once more, unable to hold that beautiful gaze no matter how much she wanted to. But she was rewarded with another kiss anyways and a gentle caress as Talisha's fingers slid along her back. When they found the clasp holding up her borderline pointless bra Blaire sucked in a breath and clasped her hands in front of her stomach as her nerves almost got the best of her.

Before she could do much of anything her bra went slack and slipped down her chest. Without even thinking she pulled her arms out of it and it fell away in an instant. Suddenly she was standing in front of Talisha with her small, unimpressive breasts on full display. Her positively enormous and ridiculously puffy nipples already stiff from the attention she'd been given earlier. A new wave of goosebumps erupted across her skin as she looked at her companion and Talisha smiled at her without any hint of disgust or disappointment, If anything she seemed more excited than ever as her fingers trailed across her hips and the waistline of her panties.

“You're absolutely gorgeous...” She whispered, “More gorgeous than I could've imagined!”

“W-What?! Th-That's not—you're n-not—I'm not—w-what?!”

“You.” She kissed Blaire's neck just below her jaw. “Are'” Her thumbs slipped into the waistline of her panties, “Absolutely.” Talisha slowly pulled her underwear down and revealed the curly thicket of brown hair above and around her sex, “Gorgeous!”

Just about dying from embarrassment, excitement, and nerves Blaire watched her panties drop to the floor in a little heap as her chubby little sex was finally revealed. But before she could even react to another woman seeing her naked body in such a lewd way Talisha had those lacy purple panties in hand as she knelt down behind her. Blaire had almost forgotten about them after everything that'd happened and she stepped into them as soon as they were held out for her.

“I've n-never done anything l-l-like this...” She pointlessly remarked.

“I know,” Talisha giggled, slowly standing up and sliding those silky soft panties up Blaire's plump thighs until they were comfortably wrapped around her fat ass and barely covering her girlhood, “And that's what makes it so much fun...”

Her matching bra was held out across her chest a moment later and Blaire slipped into it as quickly as she could while quietly asking, “Y-You don't mind? Th-That I'm a... a virgin?”

“Of course not.” Talisha replied, clasping her bra for her before pulling Blaire into another affectionate hug, “Why would I?”

“I-I don't know... I guess I just thought... I don't know what I thought...”

“Well how about you do a little less thinking and a little more admiring?” Talisha whispered.

She guided Blaire's attention back towards the mirror and for the very firs time Blaire got to see herself as a woman. Not the girl her family treated her as and not the frumpy, sexless thing her Church always forced her to be. Seeing herself in that provocative underwear, her breasts teasingly exposed behind a beautifully patterned she cloth and her girlhood only slightly more covered, couldn't have been more surprising. Even with everything else looking exactly the same she almost didn't recognize herself, especially with Talisha's arms wrapped around her so affectionately. Awash in a mixture of pride and shame she almost looked away from her reflection but the simple, overwhelming pleasure of feeling pretty for the very first time in her life kept her from giving in to her guilt. At least long enough to turn away for an entirely different reason as she looked up at Talisha and even reached back to timidly run her fingers through her absolutely gorgeous hair.

In the blink of an eye they were leaning towards one another yet again. Only this time there was nothing standing in their way. Nothing to stop Talisha's hands from drifting across her body or Blaire's from nervously clinging to her as they drifted ever closer. And when they were only a hairs breadth apart both women hesitated one last time. Not out of regret nor worry but rather to bask in that sweet rush of pure adrenaline as they stared into one another's eyes. An instant later their eyes were shut tight as their lips finally united.

Pleasure flooded Blaire's body and completely overwhelmed her mind. She let out an almost frantic moan as the simple ecstasy of Talisha's kiss ravished her senses. Melting against her wonderfully soft lover and holding on for dear life she lost any semblance of composure she had left. Everything but her ecstasy disappeared into the pure delight of her very first kiss. Of feeling another woman's lips against her own and finally knowing what it was really like. Nothing she'd ever read, heard, or thought up could compare to the sweetness. To the tender affection and incredible passion coursing through her with every frantic beat of her heart. All the world faded away and she was left to float on a cloud alongside her gorgeous companion as they basked in that perfect moment forever.

At least until Talisha's hand casually slipped into Blaire's lacy new panties and her fingers trailed through the curly tuft of hair above her sex. The moment she felt that Blaire snapped right back to the real world, her eyes widening and a nervous moan spilling from her lips. Although she didn't try to pull away or even stop her companion. Talisha did that all on her own.

“Do you want me to stop?” She asked as their lips finally broke apart.

“N-No... I-I'm just—I just never—th-this is my first time...” Blaire repeated.

“I know,” Talisha whispered. As she did her fingers idly trailed across and through her soft thicket and hovered just above her girlhood in the most tantalizing way imaginable, “And it won't be the last either...”

“R-Really?”

“Not if I have anything to say about it!”

Her fingers drifted just a tiny bit closer and Blaire sucked in a ragged breath, “H-How much time do w-we have?”

“I really don't know.” Her lover replied with a laugh.

“Oh... then I guess we shouldn't waste any more time...”

Talisha's eyes widened just a little bit and her smile grew even more radiant as she simple said, “No we shouldn't...”

An instant later her fingers were gliding across Blaire's clit and teasingly rubbing every last inch of her trembling folds. Blaire didn't get so much as a moment to react before she was awash in a whole new kind of mind numbing pleasure. Before her eyes were rolling back in her head and her body was trembling in fits of uncontrollable delight. In the time it took Talisha to reach her quivering entrance she was utterly and completely lost in the joy of her lover's touch.

Between the anticipation building up to that moment and nearly twenty years without knowing any sort of sexual attention at all Blaire couldn't have been more sensitive to the barrage of pleasure assailing her. Talisha barely even had to try to make her squirm and convulse and shake in fits of mindless ecstasy. Though she certainly had to try to keep her voice down as breathless groans and almost feverish whimpers spilled from Blaire's lips. Thankfully wrapping her up in another kiss and holding her close was more than enough to keep their beautiful tryst a secret for a little while longer. Long enough for her to push a finger inside her trembling womanhood.

Holding on to her companion like never before Blaire sank deeper into their kiss as her back arched and her entire body tensed up for just a moment. A moment later she was back to a shuddering wreck, her legs just about giving out entirely the instant Talisha brushed against the most sensitive part of her aching girlhood. She curled her finger back towards her palm and completely stole away any hope she had of staying on her feet. Her knees gave out and her legs buckled in the blink of an eye but somehow her absolutely beautiful companion managed to hold her upright anyways. It didn't even seem like a challenge. Talisha just smiled a tiny bit more and slowly withdrew her finger while Blaire was left shaking and writhing in fits of pure joy. But instead of pulling out entirely she pushed right back inside her at that second, thrusting every bit as deep and repeating the whole maddening process again.

Suddenly and yet not so suddenly at all she was lost in a perfect cycle of utter torment. A never ending ebb and flow as Talisha slowly pumped in and out of her sex while endlessly rubbing against that amazingly sensitive place. No matter how feverishly Blaire reacted or how hard wildly her body trembled the woman holding her never seemed to falter. She never slowed down nor did she speed up too fast. Sometimes she matched the downright spasmodic convulsions coursing through her but just as often she caused every feverish shudder and completely dominated her young companion. Yet no matter what she did or how she did it the simple ecstasy of it all just continued to build and build and build to something absolutely unbearable. All at once terrified and exhilarated by her own feelings Blaire truly didn't know what to do or how to react. And it wouldn't have mattered much even if her mind had been working! Everything was such a beautiful blur her body wasn't even her own before too long! She was entirely at Talisha's mercy.

An advantage Talisha was more than happy to press as their kiss deepened and she slipped her tongue into Blaire's mouth. Without any warning at all she was drowning in a whole new sweetness beyond her wildest dreams as her own tongue frantically coiled around her lover's She didn't have the slightest clue how to kiss like that, or kiss at all, but she was too far gone to worry about anything. Her usual nerves and uncertainty and self doubt weren't even possible amidst the waves of pleasure slowly crashing through her body. Let alone the new pleasure of Talisha's tongue guiding her own into an ever more passionate embrace as the seconds slipped by. Little did she know her joy was about to blossom even more.

Though at first it seemed almost like a punishment as her lover's finger slid out of her pussy when it brushed against that same agonizingly tender spot at the top of her sex Blaire was instantly overtaken by a new surge of pleasure. One so much more profound and overwhelming than the rest. It lanced through her body like a bolt of lighting and utterly destroyed her once more. Talisha only had to brush against her tender little pearl and Blaire was a complete wreck. But the moment she started rubbing her aching bud in small, smooth circles a true madness took over.

Words couldn't describe the ecstasy absolutely ravishing her body. Everything she'd felt before was little more than a prelude to the utter mania she was lost in after. Talisha's every slightest movement no matter how gentle or slow destroyed her. Blaire couldn't think, breathe, or function at all. She just trembled against her lover and writhed in fits of abject delight forever.

“That's it baby!” Talisha whispered, her voice ringing out the moment Blaire broke their kiss to bury her face in her chest as she held on to her for dear life, “That's my good girl!”

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood!”

Although she'd never taken the lord's name in vain her entire life it was the only thing that made sense as ecstasy washed over her. As she soaked those beautiful panties and bucked so violently against Talisha's fingers she seemed possessed. Her companion tenderly matched her feverish reactions without every going too far or pushing her too fast. Every single pass was perfectly gentle and perfectly lewd all at the same time.

Warmth cascaded down her legs while spasms coursed through her body. Pleasure radiated from the depths of her belly out to the very tips of her fingers and toes. Her nails scraped against Talisha's blouse as she nearly tore the fabric apart. Whatever had remained of her mind until then completely disappeared into the churning sea of ecstasy swirling around Blaire in those moments. Every single member of her church could've walked in at that very moment and she wouldn't have cared. She wouldn't have been able to care! Not as long as her lover continued to hold her. And after barely two minutes of utter bliss she finally succumbed to her joy.

Baring her teeth like a feral animal and letting out a long, low whimper Blaire clawed at Talisha for several frantic moments before every last part of her froze up. Every single muscle tightened simultaneously and for a split second she was paralyzed by the ecstasy slowly collapsing onto her like a tidal wave. An instant later she was a writhing, convulsing mess of barely coherent limbs and wholly incomprehensible ecstasy. Warmth gushed from her sex in a powerful jet, spraying through her panties like a fine mist to drench the mirror in front of her. Bucking and gyrating with complete abandon Blaire moved her hips in an even more uncontrollable frenzy. Yet no matter how desperately she moved nor how completely lost she was Talisha continued her wickedly tender ministrations.

Effortlessly matching every desperate spasm and convulsive shudder Talisha held her lover close and guided her through her ecstasy. Blaire couldn't even remember her own name amidst the nonstop barrage of pleasure but she felt her lover's reassuring presence. That soft, comforting touch and everything it meant while she was practically drowning in her first taste of real joy. Even as she erupted again and again and again until the changing room was filled with the sweet scent of her arousal and the mirror was completely drenched the woman responsible never stopped. Instead she simply guided her down from the clouds Blaire had been floating through, slowly but surely letting the madness trickle away little by little in the only taste of coherence or stability left. For what could've been hours on end she held her close and teased her quivering pearl in a beautiful ebb and flow almost as exquisite as the highest peaks of her joy.

Settling into the afterglow that followed without even knowing what it was called Blaire well and truly collapsed against her lover. And rather than holding her up Talisha pulled her towards the bench and cradled her on her lap with an almost motherly warmth. Though with her hand still nestled in her panties a mother figure was perhaps the last thing Blaire saw her as. Of course she didn't see much of anything with her eyes drifting shut and only the faintest of tremors rippling through her body as she continued to pant and whimper. But she did have enough strength to nuzzle against her lover and offer a timid little smile as she was nuzzled back.

“That's my good girl...” Talisha whispered, kissing the top of Blaire's head and finally pulling her hand out of her thoroughly soaked underwear, “You did so well sweetheart...”

Wholly unable to speak while her mind slowly pieced itself back together Blaire simply basked in her lover's company. No part of her even remembered why she was there or who was waiting impatiently just outside. The thought never even occurred to her. Nothing could ruin that single perfect moment that seemed to stretch on and on into eternity. At least not until reality crept back when Talisha spoke to her again.

“I think your mother's coming...”

“We need to leave right now!” Mary shrieked. Beating her fist on the door and trying the handle before pounding it a few more times she didn't even give her daughter a chance to make some idiotic excuse as she exclaimed, “Blaire Eve Taylor get out there instant! I will not be late to Bible Study again!”

“I'll... I'll be right out...”

Furrowing her brow just the tiniest bit at the dazed tone of her daughter's voice Mary paused in her yelling for a few seconds. But when the door didn't immediately swing open she slammed her fist against int and tried the handle once more, slamming her shoulder into it and saying, “Come out here right this instant!”

She continued to beat on the door and yell at her daughter for almost a full minute before it finally creaked open at Blaire appeared. “I'm sorry mother, I had to—”

Whatever else she might've said ended in a pained gasp as Mary took her by the ear and dragged her out of the changing room without even bothering to gather the clothes they were supposed to buy, “If we're late again I swear to God!”

She continued to chastise her daughter well beyond the changing rooms and Talisha listened to every word as she stepped out of her little private heaven. Much as she hated listening to how Blaire was treated it was impossible not to smile after what they'd just enjoyed. And the little note she'd slipped into her pocket while she was frantically getting dressed. There was no telling if her nervous little lover would actually call her but she didn't worry too much about that. She was much too busy thinking about how good Blaire had looked in that underwear. Or how good she'd look in them the next time they saw each other.

“I guess I'll need to pick up a few extra shifts...” She remarked, turning back towards the changing room to collect everything they'd left behind, “Blaire might need my help again!”