The Barista Girl (closed to esmeraldaflame)

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Miranda was slightly shocked by the turn of events. She had no expected Esmeralda to kiss her back so eagerly.

Miranda responded as she moved her hands, once cupping, caressing her cheek whilst her left hand moved to caress Esmeralda's right shoulder, upper arm. The kiss was wild, passionate, Esmeralda's inexperience obvious...

Soon he kiss broke their glances locked.
 
"That was wonderful," Esmeralda gasped, her heart pounding furiously inside her. She gazed longingly into Miranda's eyes. She didn't understand what it was, but for some reason, she found herself deeply attracted to the older woman.

"Don't stop..." She leaned in to kiss her again.
 
Miranda kised Esmeralda again, slowly sensually.

"Offer me your tongue please"

She did as Miranda sucked on t, in between kissing. Her hands were holding, caressing Esmeralda as they embraced, kissed.

Again finally the kiss broke, both girls hot flustered.

Miranda was still shocked, by the turn of events but she was aroused. She could feel her breasts,her nipples pushing against the silk-satin lace of her camisole, her clit tingling.

Her eyes met Esmeralda's glance as she stood up, moving her fingers to the side of her blue dress, and slowly unzipped it.

Her eyes were watching Esmeralda's as she eased the dress from her shoulders, polling at her feet exposing the silk lace thong that matched the camisole...
 
Esmeralda stared wide eyed at as Miranda shed her dress. She was shocked speechless. For a moment, she fumbled with something to say. Finally, she blurted out, "You look - pretty. Very beautiful." Still, she was quite confused as to why Miranda had undressed. Also, she still found herself wanting more of that wonderful kiss.
 
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Aware that Miranda had a 'hold' over Esmeralda, the look on her face was a pleasure, one of shock but also one of intrigued

Miranda folded her arms as she grasped the hem of her silk camisole and looked Esmeralda in the eyes before she lifted the camisole discarding it as she exposed her breasts to he younger friend.

Slowly Miranda stepped towards Esmeralda and took her hands, pulling her up from her seat back into another embrace, only this time standing up.

Miranda's hands moved to cup her lover's head, hair, the other to cup her bum cheek...

"Simply Esmeralda, I want to sleep with you, here, today, now...."

As Miranda finished speaking, hr voice almost a whisper she closed her eyes as her head tilted, placing her lips on those of her lover and started to kiss again soft light yet sensual.
 
Esmeralda stared at Miranda as she completely disrobed. The other woman's breasts were smaller than hers, but no less round and soft. Her heart fluttered as Miranda lifted her to her feet and gently put her hands on her head and behind. She didn't hear Miranda's words. She only felt her touch and her lips pressing hers. Esmeralda returned the kiss, then threw her arms around the older woman. She allowed herself to melt into Miranda's body, pressing her own titanic breasts into Miranda's soft torso. She could feel the older woman's breasts both firm, yet soft, pressing against her.
 
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Miranda kissed, deepening th e moment as she kissed intensely feeling Esmeralda respond.

As Esmeralda pulled Miranda into her youthful body, Miranda started to gyrate her pelvis agasint her young lover, teasingly, yet full filling her prim-oral instinct.

Breathlessly, finally the kissed broke, the two women inhaling deeply....

"Please undress for me Esmeralda, i want to see you in your natural glory"
 
Esmeralda looked at Miranda curiously. She had been enjoying the wonderful feeling of being kissed and held, and was a bit disappointed it ended. She decided there would be no harm in complying with Miranda's request. Perhaps it might result in more of being loved. She unbuckled her shoes and removed them, lowered her jeans and panties, removed her shirt, and discarded her bra. Her enormous breasts seemed to grow slightly now that they were free of the tight confines of her bra. Her stomach stretched long, flat and taunt with muscle, as did her legs and arms. Esmeralda stepped back to let Miranda admire her.
 
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Miranda stepped back as she started to watch Esmeralda undress. Her manner wasn't provocative as she had seen, but Miranda was still intrigued as she removed her shoes, and literally dropped her jeans and knicks.

As the bra was unclasped, and fell forward away exposing those breasts Miranda gasped audibly, as she muttered "Wow.. oh my gawd...."

Finally as she finished, Esmeralda stepped back giving Miranda a birds eye view of her youth full body, her nipples obviously aroused.


"Wow Esmeralda you are so perfect in the flesh."

She stood forwards and took her hands and squeezed them softly as she leant in and kissed he again. The kiss was slow gentle sensual, but slowly deepened as Miranda closed her eyes, parted her lips exposing her tongue. Her hands moves to cup a breast, a bum cheek pulling Esmeralda in closer. Sub consciously Miranda started to softly gyrate her pelvis against the pelvis of her younger lover.

Finally the kiss broke to the sound sof panting, deep breaths. Miranda smiled as she walked back to the sofa and laid herself out provocatively on the leather sofa meting the eyes of her new, younger lover
 
It felt strange having a stranger grasp a breast and pull her close. Esmeralda found she greatly enjoyed it. She could feel her nipples harden at the touch. The feeling of Miranda's crotch rubbing against her sent a shiver of thrill through her body.

Esmeralda approached the reclining Miranda and knelt beside her. She leaned and kissed the older woman on the lips, and placed her hand on her stomach and gently started to caress it.
 
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Miranda smiled as she watched Esmeralda approach tentatively before kneeling. She inhaled deeply as Esmeralda's fingers started to touch Miranda's abdomen, feeling her caress, her inexperience showing.

Miranda bit her tongue though as she breathed, her breasts rising and falling with each breath, her nipple solid aching to be touched kissed. She opened her thighs wider allowing her young lover to see her trimmed fanny, her labia moist from her early arousal....

"Take your time Esmeralda, we have all evening, and remember how you like to touch yourself. and imagine my body is your body....
 
Esmeralda intertwined her hands with Miranda's and continued kissing her. She ran her hand in gentle circles around Miranda's navel, and gently ran her hand up and down the older woman's soft belly. Her massive breasts brushed against Miranda's body, and her nipples became hard. Brushing one nipple against Miranda's tits sent a brief shiver of pleasure through Esmeralda unlike anything she had ever experienced from her own touch.
 
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Miranda gasped as he felt her young lover's caresses and smiled. She had been attracted to Esmeralda for some time but whilst she had large breasts, that was not the reason. It was a mixture of her arent innocence, her age, her youthful attitude.

Miranda leaned forward as Esmeralda started to cares her breasts, feeling her fingers running over her own soft silk like skin, her nipples aching to be touched, caressed pinched.

As Esmeralda's fingers moved to her nipples Miranda gasped, her voice husky...

"Pinch them please..."

Their eyes made contact, and Miranda lent in for a deep intoxicating kiss...
 
Esmeralda paused with her hand resting on Miranda's soft tummy.

"Pinch what?" she asked innocently. She rubbed her nipples some more against Miranda's tits, hoping to recapture the feeling she got from the first time.
 
Miranda took Esmeralda's hands as she met her gaze and smiled and placed them on her breasts...

Slowly as she left Esmeralda's hands on her beasts Miranda's fingers moved to pinch her own nipples pulling, tugging her nipples briefly, gasping with each small jolt of pain...

Then Miranda placed her hands on Esmeralda's breasts and repeated the motion. As she moaned, spoke to complain, Miranda kissed her deeply lustfully swallowing any sounds that Esmeralda made.
 
Esmeralda was surprised at how firm and smaller Miranda's breasts were compared to her own massive, soft ones. Her concentration was broken when Miranda pinched and tugged at her nipples. She gasped partly in pleasure, partly in pain. Then Miranda's lips met hers, and Esmeralda reciprocated the kiss. She gently squeezed and pressed on the older woman's tits.
 
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