Macy's Crush

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"Swear to god," Macy said before Emma urged her to shake on it which she did before getting right to business by asking Macy where her book was. It was at that point that Macy realized that in all her nervous excitement she'd completely forgotten the one thing she needed. She felt incredibly stupid as she slapped her forehead and said "Oh fuck, I fucking forgot it!" a bit too emphatically and causing Emma to chuckle.

"Don't worry about it," Emma said sweetly, "It's no big deal. We can do it some other time."

"Ugh," Macy continued despite Emma's dismissive attitude, "I feel so dumb."

"Seriously, don't worry about it. It happens to everyone. Besides, I really just wanted to hang out with you anyway. The calculus was just a good excuse," Emma said calmingly, again reaching out for a comforting touch.

"Wait, what?" Macy said not believing what she was hearing.

"I said I just wanted to hang out with you, dummy. Is that so bad? I just didn't know how to get you over here without it seeming weird," Emma said her hand still touching Macy as she scooted just a little closer to the younger woman.

"Really? But you're like in college. Why would you want to hang out with me?" Macy said despite the fact that she was extremely happy to hear this little confession

"Why not? You're only like what four, five years younger than me? My ex-roommate was like a year older than you."

"Yeah, well I guess that's true, but you're almost a teacher and..." Macy continued while not really knowing exactly why she was trying to talk Emma out of her desire to hang out with her. She still felt completely out of her element even as she was learning that Emma was definitely at least partially on the same wave length as her despite the fact that their relationship, even just a friendly one, could get them both in trouble.

"Oh, don't worry about that. Besides, I'm not really a teacher yet. I still have a bit to go on that one and, hell, who knows if I'll even end up being a teacher? But, whatever, I like you Macy. I like those little talks we have after class. You'll be out of high school in a few months and I'll be done with this whole student teacher thing before that and I just, I don't know, I didn't want to miss out on an opportunity to get to know you a little better. Don't over think it."

Macy was simply stunned at Emma's admission. She couldn't help it; she was actually touched that this woman she'd been crushing on for so long was actually reaching out to her for friendship. She was actually so happy she almost felt like crying. Not quite, but she was close. So close that Emma couldn't help but notice and quickly pulled Macy in for a hug.

It was a nice, warm hug, but it was also prove to be the catalyst that changed the entire tone of the evening. At first quite friendly and almost motherly, but then it just kept on going as both Macy and Emma seemed to see no need to let go as they held each other closely for what seemed like a little eternity, but was probably closer to a minute before Emma loosened her hold on Macy without actually letting her go. Macy did the same feeling somewhat awkward until she looked into Emma's smiling face as they just sat there mere inches apart. Macy smiled back weakly as the butterflies in her stomach became active.

"You really are a beautiful young woman," Emma said in a soft voice as she continued to stare sweetly into Macy's nervous eyes and her hands began to softly stroke Macy's back.

"So are you," Macy replied in an even softer voice before realizing how silly it sounded to imply that the twenty two year old beauty before her was a young women and she attempted to correct herself only to be hushed with a soft "Shhh."

For another brief, almost agonizing moment they sat their staring at each other as Macy's heart threatened to beat its way out of her chest as she both hoped and feared for what she was certain to was about to happen even though as she thought that she no reason to hope for anything more. When Emma seemed inch just a little closer Macy took a deep breath and held it. As she inched even closer Macy felt as if she might explode as she waited for her crush to get all the way to her so they could kiss at last for the first time. Time was seemingly standing still as Emma slowly closed the gap between them until Macy couldn't take it anymore and did something that shocked even her as she quickly closed the gap and met Emma in strong, passionate kiss.

Macy's sudden movement was almost enough to throw the more experienced Emma off her game, but instead, after the briefest recoil she quickly, and not without an inward chuckle, met her young lovers kiss with a bit more control that proved infectious. Macy quickly calmed down as she let Emma take control. She wasn't even thinking about how quickly things had gone from casual and friendly to sexual without any real warning. The thought wasn't even to be found in her mind or even Emma's for that matter. It simply didn't matter. This was, after all, the real reason Macy was in Emma's apartment. They both knew it without having to say it and secretly knew even at that moment this was just the only way it could have happened. Words would not have been able to do it justice, so they both just let it happen and Macy just let Emma take control silently.

That loss of control even after her initial, short lived aggression was a very freeing feeling for Macy. She liked being taken, being guided and led. She enjoyed giving into the desires of another girl, another woman. Sadly, it was a rare experience for her. Of the handful of girls she'd been with before Emma only Kelli had proven capable of taking command and then only rarely, but Emma apparently was more than willing to take complete control of everything and Macy couldn't help but let her do just that as the older girl softly, but quickly guided young Macy on to her back as they continued to kiss.

It was such a wonderful feeling for Macy to have Emma's soft body resting on top of her own as Emma's tongue began to softly insinuate its way into her mouth to dance and slide against her own tongue in such a loving, sensual manner. She was a little disappointed when Emma lifted her weight off of Macy, but it quickly faded when, without even breaking the kiss until the very last moment, she felt Emma's hand begin to ease Macy's shirt slowly upward until she pulled it off over Macy's head.

Emma immediately returned to the kiss, only to break it yet again moments later to remove her own thin tank top before yet again meeting Macy's ever ready lips in a sweet embrace. This seemed to be a pattern as Emma did it again a few minutes later to remove Macy's bra until the were kissing in nothing but their pants. Belly pressing against belly, breast pressing against breast, nipple softly sliding against nipple as they held each other close and devoured each other's mouths. It was all much faster then Macy was accustomed to with other girls, but she wasn't complaining. Somehow it just seemed right.

"You are so beautiful, Macy," Emma whispered into Macy's ear as her kisses began to migrate away from Macy's sweet lips and her hands began to softly caress Macy's small, soft breasts. As much as Macy wanted to respond in kind she found herself incapable of words as she was lost in the sensations elicited by Emma's tender touch, but soon she had to answer when Emma suddenly stopped and for the first time looked into Emma's eyes with a look of worry as she asked "When do you have to be home?"

"I don't. I left my parents a note saying I was spending the night at my friend's house," Macy said somewhat breathlessly as Emma, seemingly without thought, continued to massage her breasts.

"They won't call to check up on you?" Emma asked still a bit concerned.

"No, I'm a good girl. They trust me," Macy answered then sighed as Emma pinched one of her nipples lightly between her fingers after she answered and then found herself kissing the beautiful student teacher once again.

"You certainly are," Emma said as she returned to kissing Macy's soft lips. Not another word was said for a long while as they continued to kiss and feel each other's soft bodies. For awhile it was still just Emma doing the touching as Macy just laid back and enjoyed the experience until her nervousness subsided enough that she began to move her hands to softly caress Emma's back occasionally venturing downward until she just couldn't resist the urge to massage Emma's soft buttocks.

The feel of those wonderfully soft globes in Macy's hands was exquisite even through the material of Emma's tight gym shorts. Still, she couldn't help but want to feel them without any barriers. This was a problem quickly solved much to their mutual delight.

"Naughty girl," Emma whispered into Macy's ear as Macy's hands slid under the waist band of Emma's shorts to fondle her backside, "Naughty, wonderful girl." She then kissed Macy hard and quick adding "C'mon, Get up."

"Wait, what?" Macy added, somewhat confused and a little lost in her own excitement.

"C'mon," Emma laughed as she sat up grabbed Macy's hands and pulled the girl up for another quick kiss before adding, "I think we'll be more comfortable in the bed room." with that she stood up and gently pulled Macy by her hand the short distance to her bedroom where she kissed her again before pausing and looking at Macy with serious look in her eyes.

"Have you ever done this before?" Emma asked quietly as they stood next to her bed. Macy could only nod in response. "Do you want to do this now?" Emma added and again Macy responded with a simple, but emphatic nod. Emma was unsatisfied with this and said in a very serious tone as she continued to hold Macy's small, delicate hands in her own "I want you to say it, but only if you mean it. I don't want to feel like I'm forcing you, Macy. I really like you, but I honestly wasn't expecting this to happen. At least not tonight, not like this. If you're uncomfortable with this just tell me and we can stop, no questions asked."

"I've wanted this since the first time I saw you sitting at the computer doing attendance," Macy said after taking a deep breath and a hard swallow. She meant it, too. She had wanted ever since she first laid eyes on her.

"And I've wanted you almost as long, you sweet little angel," Emma said after a short pause. The smile had returned to her face and the seriousness was replaced with something else, something softer, but she added as if she were still worried that she was taking advantage of the younger girl. "You're really sure?" This time, however, Macy didn't answer with a nod or with any meaningless words, but with a kiss, soft, long and passionate as she pulled Emma with her hands still clasped tight in Emma's.

Her kiss was immediately met in kind and Emma released her hands to pull Macy to her even tighter as they stood next to the bed were they would soon make love for the first time. For the moment though they simply enjoyed another sweet, sensuous kiss that could've gone on forever if only there weren't other things for them to do together.

Still, the kiss went on for a few long and wonderful moments before Macy felt Emma's hands on her belt unbuckling it then just as deftly unbuttoned the button and unzipped the zipper before she even thought of breaking the kiss. That didn't come until after Emma had turned Macy until her back was to the bed and told her to sit down which Macy did gladly and soon after found herself sitting on Emma's bed in nothing but panties and socks. Seconds later she was just wearing the panties and she was being pushed back on the bed as Emma joined her and guided her to the center where they once again embraced.

This time, however, Emma didn't lie on top of her younger lover. Instead Emma lay next to her as they kissed and she allowed her hand to softly explore Macy's body. Soon her mouth followed her hand to explore the wonderful, little body laid out before her much to their mutual delight.

First, Emma's kisses didn't venture too far from Macy's lips as her fingers gently glided across Macy's skin with no apparent mission or purpose beyond simply touching. Just a few kisses on Macy's soft cheek, her forehead, her chin and nose and then a few soft nips and licks on the younger woman's ears followed by her long, thin neck as Emma softly dragged her fingernails up and down Macy's body. It wasn't long, however, before Emma's kisses began to move in a more downward trajectory and the teasing touches started to gain a more obvious purpose beyond making Macy squirm when those fingers reached the sensitive flesh of her tummy.

Emma, though, was in no hurry and Macy, with her hands softly playing in Emma's hair and stroking Emma's back, did not push her. Even as Emma tenderly kissed Macy's shoulder blades and made as if to dip lower to Macy's lovely, waiting breasts Emma couldn't help but return to kissing Macy's sweet, pouty lips. Emma would then repeated the process, only going lower, sometimes even almost kissing one of Macy's cute, hard nipples as her fingers dipped down to almost touch Macy's already moist and swollen sex or give those sweet lips just the slightest teasing touch only to veer off at the last second making Macy groan in beautiful frustration and draw Emma back for another a kiss before starting again.

The teasing couldn't last forever, though. Each time Emma found it harder and harder to resist the urge to just make Macy do more than simply squirm a little and groan. She wanted to make this beautiful, young woman come, she wanted to make her see stars and make the neighbors pound on the wall begging Macy to be silent as she screamed out her ecstasy.

Still, Emma also couldn't help but tease poor Macy just for the pure thrill of it all, but as Emma found herself drawn to those cute, little nipples yet again she just couldn't hold back any longer. After a teasing lick all around, but without touching, one of Macy's lovely bundle of nerves Emma found herself unable to stop herself from taking it between her teeth for a soft bite. Then Emma's fingers began to tease Macy's soft, smooth inner thighs, dragging her fingers across the sensitive flesh before they found their way to Macy's pussy and then stayed there much to Macy's delight.

Not that Emma was necessarily done teasing, but now it was much subtler. She simply paced herself making sure to maintain control of both herself and Macy. It was not a simple task as Macy, who had up until that point been satisfied with just stroking Emma's back and hair began to find their way to Emma's bare breasts to paw at them and caress and pinch Emma's nipples. Macy also tried to reach her new lovers pussy to finger her in return, but found herself not only unable to reach, but also directly warned against such actions by Emma's smiling face.

"No, no," Emma teased as she kissed her way between Macy's breasts when Macy attempted to twist her body to reach between Emma's legs, "I can wait." Emma only had to repeat this a couple of times before Macy finally gave in and contented herself with simply fondling Emma's breasts and caressing her soft mane of hair as Emma's mouth continued to suck, lick and nibble on her nipples and breasts and Emma's fingers gently slid between Macy's labia and occasionally teased her clit.

Teasing, however, was no longer enough. Emma was still in no hurry to make Macy come, but she quickly found that she wasn't satisfied with just playing around. She wanted to feel her fingers sliding in and out of Macy's warm, wet pussy. Emma wanted to hear Macy panting as she explored her sex, ground her palm against her clit and toyed with her nipples with her lips, tongue and teeth. She simply had to. The more she teased Macy the more Emma found herself wanting to make her young friend come.

So, that's what she did much to her and Macy's delight. First, though, Emma felt the urge to kiss her younger lover as she continued to playfully tease her pussy with her soft caresses. Macy gladly accepted the kiss without question, but found herself unable to hold herself to Emma when she felt Emma beginning to slide her fingers inside her and then out again, still teasing just a little bit. Each gentle intrusion caused Macy to gasp softly and thrust her hips against the invading finger as it delved deeper and deeper only to retreat every time.

"You're so...," Macy started only to be interrupted by another sweet intrusion of her pussy and then continued, "You're so mean."

"Poor baby." Emma replied smiling sweetly as she gave Macy's clit a few soft strokes with her finger tips before penetrating Macy's pussy again and enjoying the reaction she received. "Your pussy is so tight. Do you think I can fit another finger in there?"

"Uhn..." was Macy's only response as Emma didn't wait for an answer before inserting another thin finger in Macy's sex and began to slowly move her fingers in and out as her palm rubbed against Macy's throbbing clit. Macy's eyes were seemingly drawn to the movement between her own legs and Emma found herself forced to lovingly kiss Macy's neck as the poor girl stared lustily at her handy work.

"Does it feel good, Macy?" Emma teased some more between kisses. "Do my fingers feel good inside you?"

"Mmm, fuck yeah... god," was about all Macy could manage as her brain was quickly approaching the point of overload. Emma was hardly disappointed. In fact, she was more than a little proud as Macy began to hump against her hand in a steady rhythm. Emma pulled the younger woman to her with her other arm just to hold her as she played with her pussy and quickly found herself being smothered with Macy's kiss. Again, she didn't mind a bit and simply accepted Macy's enthusiastic kisses.

It wasn't long before Macy just couldn't take anymore. It was all just too much. This was so much more than she expected. Even the first kiss on the couch had been more than she'd dared to hope for, but to have beautiful Emma's fingers playing so sweetly in her pussy as they kissed each other with passion was so glorious that she couldn't hold back any longer and she came with a long, sweet moan into her new lover's mouth. Her body shook, her pussy convulsed and her eyes shut tight to the intense pleasure as Emma just kept on exploring her tight crevice and kissing her soft, sweaty skin.

Of course, that was not the end of it. Emma just wasn't satisfied with giving Macy one measly, little orgasm. No, she had no intention of stopping there and just kept on fucking Macy with her fingers until she came yet again before she'd even begun to recover from her first orgasm by Emma's hand. This time the orgasm was accompanied with a loud, satisfied groan that seemed to fill Emma's tiny bedroom before Macy nearly passed out from simply forgetting to breathe in as she exhaled her pleasure.

Macy had never come twice in a row like that. She'd honestly never known it was possible and none of her lovers up to that point had even tried. She was absolutely flabbergasted and amazed at how great it all felt. Already Macy was distinctly aware of the fact that she'd never been more satisfied in her life and the night had really only just begun.

Despite all that, Macy was still more than a little disappointed when she felt Emma withdraw her fingers from her cunt. At least, she was until she saw Emma take those wet fingers and gently lick off her sticky girl cum as she stared Macy in the eye. Emma then silently offered to share with Macy a taste of her own sweetness which Macy gladly accepted until they'd both made sure that Emma's fingers were licked clean. They then kissed for several, long loving moments as they held each other tight and Emma rolled herself on top of her young lover.

Macy couldn't believe how good she felt at that moment. Just the feel of Emma's soft, warm body resting on top of her again was pure bliss. Still, she wanted more, she wanted to return the pleasure she'd received only moments before. She wanted to know what Emma tasted like, what she smelled like, the sounds she made when she was in the grasp of pure, unadulterated orgasmic bliss. She wanted it more than anything else, but she was quickly finding out that wouldn't be easy.

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