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Pammys* Perfect Pink
Pammy
knew she was privileged and thought that was cool.
At the
age of seven she had her own pony and at sixteen a sleek pink Austin
pimped
out to her specifications was her parents gift to her on her birthday.
Always
the Princess, she always got what she wanted and loved every moment.
She was
accustomed to service and just expected that everyone would want to
please
her.
Pammy had
always been surrounded by servants eager to grant her every whim.
Her
blonde hair and perky smile invited adoration. As she grew. she developed a
classic *bubble butt* and as she matured boys followed her constantly. They
begged to carry her
books or
take her shopping. They would eagerly blow all their funds on the chance of her
granting the favor of her smile. She loved to tease and generous boys got a
peck on the cheek or her hard manicured nails might scratch at their crotch as she giggled and flounced away.
Although
she was very smart, she could have easily sailed through highschool on her
looks and personality. Geeky boys lined up to do her homework and the jocks
washed her car and bought her things that would make her smile. They had all learned that being *macho* with Pammy got
them nowhere. She dated a lot, gave a few handjobs and even let her prom date
go down on her.
She had
accepted Brads* invitation partly because he was a pretty boy and a star on the
football
club but it was his fawning shyness around her that made her decide.
They had
danced until the music ended and
returned to the car Brad had rented. They began to kiss and Pammy pressed his
questing mouth to her bodice. She then raised her
dress
and, after very little pressure, soon had Brad on his knees. She parted her
legs and
he kissed
her ardently.
Her firm
thighs and sharp heels kept him in place. He was clumsy in his efforts beneath
her satin dress but when he occasionally got it right Pammy knew she wanted
more, more and better.
After she
pushed Brads* head from beneath her satin dress she told him to drive her home.
Brad reached for his handkerchief.
*Don*t
clean your face or you wont get a treat* said Pammy.
Brad
pulled in to the circular drive in front of Pammys house and stopped the car.
Pammy
leans in and kisses his ear, *That was nice Brad, but I think you need
practice.*
*I bet
you liked it though, let me see your prick.*
Pammy
slides his zipper down and brings his prick into her view. He is only half hard
now
but his
prick is wet. *Ewwh,* says Pammy. *it*s all gooey, did I make you do that?*
Pammy
begins to stroke and Brads* prick is soon at fullness. Her slim hand strokes
but
her sharp
little nails mix some pain with the pleasure. Soon Brad erupts with all his
teenage
lust landing on his clothes. His head falls back and for a moment he seems
asleep. Pammy breathes in his ear, *Did you like it?
Wake up. I have to get inside.*
Brad
opens his eyes to see Pammys* smiling face. *Wow, you were really gone there
Brad, but
we have a problem.*
*What?*
asks Brad.
*My hand,
silly, it has your goo all over it. You need to clean that off if you ever want
another date with me.* says Pammy.
After
Brad has licked Pammys hand clean she exits the car but pauses.
*I hope
that tux isn*t a rental Brad, it*s going to need some serious cleaning.*
giggles
Pammy. As
she glides toward her door Brad notes the heavy white stains on his black tux.
At
school, Pammy always greeted Brad with a cheery *Hi Brad, miss me?*
Brad
usually kept his head down and ignored her or goofed with his buddies while he
went
through each day hoping for a glimpse of Pammy. He loved her intensely but
was
afraid of the power she held over him. He was not a stupid lad and knew that
every
time he played her sexy game he would
surely lose.
Lust won
out and soon Brad was waiting at Pammys* locker each morning with a
pastry
and latte for his pretty Princess. He carried her books and went through the
cafeteria
line twice. First to get whatever Pammy wanted and bring it to her table.
Then, If
there was time left, find something for himself. Little was left on his second
run.
Brad ate
a lot of overcooked hotdogs during this time but enjoyed watching Pammy
munch on
her crisp salads and shrimp scampi.
He
totally worshipped Pammy and she
responded by treating him like the
lovesick
servant
he had become.
After a
week she would barely notice as he brought her lunch tray.
Chatting
with her friends she would dismiss him with a casual wave of her hand
as she
and her girlfriends laughed at his tented trousers and puppy eyes.
Feeling
defeated in his pursuit of love Brad focused on sports.
When
Pammy was seventeen she was gifted with Yasmine. Yasmine was a beautiful Thai
girl of nineteen whom Pammys mother had
hired to give her darling weekly pedicures and manicures.
Pammy was
fast becoming a woman and felt many strange stirrings within her young body.
She was
developing nicely. Her blossoming breasts were already a 34B. She loved the
feel of
her taut nipples and had found a new use for her lifesized Teddy whose hard
little
nose she often had between her thighs before driffting off to sleep.
On her
first visit Yasmine found Pammy lounging by the pool. At first sight of the
lovely
girl
Yasmine licked her lips and was surprised by the growing moistness between her
legs.
Realizing
that her fulll lips were parted and her tongue tasting her own lipstick Yasmine
approached,
sitting her kit next to Pammys* chaise.
*Miss
Pammy, my name is Yasmine, I*m here for your pedicure.*
Pammy had
been relaxing in her tiniest bikini, a brief white thong and top that barely
covered
her pink nipples. Unaware of her own allure Pammy felt a quiver somewhere below
her tummy as she looked at Yasmine for the first time.
She was
glad for her designer shades that hid how wide her eyes became as she looked up
at the lithe beauty standing before her.
Yasmine
seemed a bit nervous as she swayed from side to side on her black three inch
heels.
She wore a short tee that came just below her breasts. Her top and snug shorts
matched
her shoes. Her sleek black hair framed her pretty face with dark wide eyes
and the
fullest poutiest lips Pammy had ever seen.
Pammy
knew that Yasmine was there to serve her, to work for her , yet her attraction
to the
slightly older beauty made her think of the times she had pounded Teddys* nose
with her
special spot. She hoped her suit was still wet enough from the pool to conceal
her
personal moisture.
.
*Yasmine! What a pretty name, said Pammy, but do you
mind if I call you Yas?*
*You can
call me anything you like Miss Pammy. It will be my pleasure to serve you.*
says Yas.
Even as
Pammy could feel tiny trickles of her own arousal on her thighs she could see
the lust
in Yasmines eyes.
*You can
take some towels from the closet Yas,* says Pammy, *you know, to kneel on.*
Yasmine
knows and cannot escape her attraction to this spoiled pretty brat, The idea of
kneeling
before the sleek young goddess makes her panties very wet with girl cream.
Yasmine
returns and places two folded towels on the pooldeck at the foot of Pammy*s
lounge.
Yasmine kneels and lifts Pammys* foot. *You have beautiful feet Miss Pammy.
It will
be a challenge to make them more pretty.*
Pammy
smiles and wiggles her toes.
The
pedicure goes nicely with Yas carefully shapeing each nail, trimming each
cuticle
and
laving Pammys feet with fragrant oils.
*Mmm Yas,
that feels so nice, what color should my toes be?* *I can*t decide between
red or
pink.* says Pammy.
Yasmine
rubs the oils into Pammys* foot, just inches from her lips. * Oh Miss, I think
pink is
definately your color. Let me show you what I have.*
Yasmine
paints Pammys* toes several times before they finally agree that the hot pink
with gold
gilitters is the perfect one for Pammy.
Yasmine blows her warm breath
on Pammys
toes until the polish dries.
Flexible,
as young women tend to be, Pammy brings her foot high to inspect the
work. *Oh
Yas, thank you, I have the prettiest toes in the world.*
Pammy
lowers her foot back into Yasmins waiting hands.
*Oh Miss
Pammy, they*re beautiful and so are you, could I , please?*
* What
Yas, what do you want?*
*Miss
Pammy, I want... I need to.*
Yas just
gives up and goes for it. She licks Pammys sole then takes all her newly
polished
toes in her mouth and suckles each toe and licks between trying to take
all of
Pammys* pretty foot in her mouth.
Pammy
loves the look of those full lips and the nice feeling they deliver.
Her other
foot goes beneath Yas* tee and her foot feels Yas* yielding breasts and
the hard
nubs of her nipples. Pammy giggles as
the hard nipples caress her
sensitive
sole and sees that Yas sucks her foot harder each time she pushes
harder on
Yas* tits.
Pammy
removes both feet, one from Yas* mouth and the other from the hard nubbin
that
tickles her sole.
*Take it
off Yas, I want to see your titties.* says Pammy.
Yasmine
stripped off her top and Pammy was torn by jealousy and desire.
Yasmines
36Ds stood out proudly with hard half inch nipples atop her aureoles.
Pammy hoped that one day she would have fuller
beautiful tits like Yas but now she had
more
immediate desires.
Pammy
shoves one hand beneath her thong as she brings her feet to Yas* tits.
*You do
it too Yas, this is my first time with a girl.*
Yasmine
knows what that means and she loves the pretty toes with pink and
gold
polish that squish and squeeze her titties while her own hand deftly works
beneath
her
shorts. She relishes the look on Pammys* face as she feels her nipples being
squeezed
by Pammys* toes and the pressure of the pretty feet on her tittiesl.
Each girl
is in her own world, they lock eyes as the moment approaches.
Pammys*
toes grip Yasmines nipples. They pleasure themselve as they are
enraptured
by this strange pleasure of tits and toes.
With her
climax Pammy presses hard on Yas* tits, her toes squeeze the nipples.
Both
girls continue to touch themselves in their special way until , with a final
gasp,
they
relax.
There is
a moment, or perhaps an hour, of calm as Yas lays her face on Pammys*
thigh.
She knows where she wants to go but Pammy is so young, in experience,
she might
not understand,
She
kisses Pammys* thigh and lays her head near the vee of Pammys*
bikini
enjoying the fragrance.
Yas pulls
herself away and stands. It seemed Pammy could stay like that all day.
*I Have
to go soon Miss Pammy. could I get you anything?*
*I*d
really like a cola, Yas, diet with ice and a straw.* says Pammy.
Yas feels
a lovely blush as she prances away, in her heels to serve her naughty
little
princess.
Yas
returns witn an iced cola for Pammy. Pammy is seated at the poolside table
as she
takes her drink and takes a sip. Yasmine bends to place a kiss on Pammys*
face. Her
lips linger hoping for more but gets no response.
*Well I
guess I*ll go now, says Yasmine, I really hope you had a good day Miss Pammy.*
* Oh Yas,
it was a really good day,* gushed Pammy, *I just loved how your titties
tickled my feet, and it was my first cum
ever with a girl.*
*You did
such a good job on my toes, would you like to kiss them again?* says Pammy as
she puckers her lips to sip at her
drink.
Yas feels
her knees grow weak. *That would be nice* says Yas as she kneels and crawls beneath the table.
Pammy
crosses her legs to conceal the girl cream wetting her bikini. It wouldn*t be
right to reveal she was hot for her pedicurist.
Yas
kisses each foot and suckles at Pammys* newly painted toes kneeling until her
knees ache. Pammy sips her cola and holds her thighs together placing as much
pressure as she can on her wet puss. She never knew her feet were so sensitive
or that having a beautiful
girl lick
them could make her want to cum so badly. She can feel herself losing control
and
needs to
take it back. Pammy uncrosses her legs
and spreads them wide.
Pulling
her bikini bottom away from her slender slit Pammy grasps Yasmines* hair and
guides
her face between her legs. * Kiss me there Yas, I think you want to and I know
I want
you to do
it. Lick my pussy Yas.*
Yas felt
her tummy tighten as she saw Pammys* pussy. The sleek pinkness glistened with
Pammys*
girlish precum. Yas thought of the dew drenched orchids she
had seen in her
homeland
but they had never aroused her like this. The dew of this elegant flower was
very
special, and on this day. it was for her.
Yas licks
gently at the pretty flower slowly bringing her tongue deeper into its*
essence.
Pammy
begins to move her hips and pulls on Yasmines* hair to guide her agile tongue.
Yas*
tongue finds Pammys* clit and dances like a hummingbird on the sweetest of
buds.
Pammy
begins to lunge hard at Yas* face pulling hard on her hair until Yas feels and
tastes
Pammys
climax.
Yas
slurps up all of Pammys* cream then falls to on her side and takes Pammys* toes
into
her
mouth. Only then does she consider the need of her own clitty and strokes it
really hard
while
sucking at Pammys* toes. Yas* orgasm is intense as she continues to place
loving
kisses on
Pammys* feet. She finally relaxes with her pretty lips on Pammys* toes until
Pammy
speaks.
*Mom will
be home soon Yas, you really have to go.*
Yas
releases Pammys* foot from her mouth and stands.
*Miss
Pammy, I... *stutters Yas.
*Shhh*,
interupts Pammy. *This has been a really special day. We have both learned a
lot and
I*m sure I*ll need your services again.*
*Don*t
come back next week though. I*ll just
have to call you, OK?* *Please don*t be mad.*
Yasmine
gives a slight bow, *Of course Miss Pammy, it was a pleasure to serve you*.
After Yas
leaves Pammy nearly runs back to her room to give Teddys* hard little nose
the
pounding of his inanimate life.
A few
minutes later Yas parks her car and bounds upstairs to her apartment. She
throws
her kit
and purse aside as she races to her nightstand. With her vibe in hand Yas falls
back on
her bed. She puts it between her labia and advances it to her expectant clit.
As soon
as it hits she silently screams. *Ooooh.
Pammy, thank you Patricia, thank you.
Her
climax is almost immediate
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