I opened my eyes to find it still dark. I could feel someone gently kissing my shoulder and running a hand along my side and I realized where I was. It was Sarah gently nudging me awake. Kisses worked up the back of my neck and I could feel goose bumps as Sarah began to arouse me. I turned onto my back and reached to kiss her.

“No, Ellen, just enjoy this,” Sarah whispered. She slipped the strap of my nightie off my shoulder, baring one of my breasts. “I love your tiny tits. Touch yourself,” she whispered. “Oh no” I whispered. “Do it for me, I want you to see how good it feels.” I took my breast in one hand and began to caress it. “Pinch your nipple.” I took my nipple between my thumb and forefinger and began to pinch it gently, kneading it between my fingers. “I’ve never done this before.” “And, how does it feel?” Sarah asked. “It’s so sensitive.” “Don’t stop.”

Sarah lifted my nightie to bare my stomach. She began to massage my stomach, but ever so gently. Her hand worked its way up to my breasts, without touching, and then back down to the waistband of my panties. I reached for my other nipple and rubbed through the fabric of my nightie. It felt so wonderful to be in bed with Sarah, having her touching me. It began feeling better and better, I could feel a tingling feeling beginning over my whole body.

“I love to see you playing with yourself,” Sarah whispered into my ear. I could feel her warm breath and then a tongue as she kissed my ear. A soft moan let her know that I was putty in her hands. Her hand then traveled down over my panties and she began to lightly massage my mound. I tried to turn to Sarah, but she stopped me. “Just enjoy this,” she whispered into my ear.

She continued to gently rub my mound and traced the outline of my panties on my thighs. Then back to my mound, gently pressing now. I began to pinch my nipples harder as I became more aroused. “That’s it,” Sarah whispered, “enjoy touching yourself.” A finger now pushed the fabric of my panties between my lips. A pleasant moan told her that I liked it. Her finger now began to work up and down my slit, a bit more pressure each time, but her touch was still very gentle and slow. I could feel my juices beginning to dampen my panties. “You’re getting wet” Sarah whispered. “Does it feel good?” “Oh my god, yes.”

Again, I tried to turn toward Sarah and again she stopped me. “No.” Her hand slipped down between my legs to work more of my pussy. My legs opened for her. Now, I had opened for her like a flower, and she began to finger my entire slit, pushing her finger deeper and began to work my clit. I could feel myself getting wetter and more and more aroused. Sarah’s fingers reached for the waistband of my panties and began to slip them down my legs. I raised my hips to help her. They slid down to my knees and then off. I spread my legs again for her. Sarah now teased my short bush, pulling gently on my hairs with one hand as the other went back to my pussy.