Meeting Marie Ch. 02

Smiling and staring straight at me, she lowered her panties, revealing her little landing strip of pubic hair and then the beautiful, definitely puffy and wet lips of her pussy.

I just sat and stared at her naked beauty, and then she slowly turned around and did exactly as I had, bending down with her legs slightly apart and her arms braced on her knees, her beautiful pussy wet and open and only an arm's reach away from me. I wanted her so much right then, and I let my heart rule my head for a moment as I reached forward and let my finger run down the crease between her cheeks. She didn't stop me and didn't move, but I heard her sigh as my finger slid over her little back entrance and then between her lips.

I felt her wetness, and wanted nothing more than to taste her, to give her pleasure. My finger slid slowly into her wetness and I felt the soaked walls of her pussy around my finger.

It took all my self control, again, to stop myself. I slid out of her and she turned to look at me.

"Don't stop," she breathed, "please?"

"We mustn't Marie. Not yet. We must be patient."

"But why? I want to. And you do too, don't you?"

"Yes. I do. So very much, but I want to make sure. For both of us."

She turned and stood up, came over to me, knelt down and placed a kiss between my bra clad breasts and put her arms around me, hugging me tight.

"If you tease me this much, you are going to be very surprised at the result."

I wondered what she meant, but decided the best thing was to move on. Picking up the daring string bra and panties I said, "I think we need to carry on with dress up?"

She looked up and unwrapped herself, taking them out of my hands she said, "Okay. But you promise this isn't because you don't like me and you're just trying not to let me down?"

I laughed, "I promise. This is really difficult for me, because I find myself so attracted to you as a person, physically and sexually, but I think we'll both appreciate it when we do finally make love."

"Oh Anna, I so want to make love with you, I really, really want to. I hope we don't wait too long?"

I smiled wistfully, 'Let's see how long I can last."

She stood and slid the panties up, the three strings coming round to hold the little diamond of material over her pussy. The back was just a thong. She strung the bra over her shoulders and I got up to help her fasten it. When she turned to face me I couldn't believe how the set actually was more erotic than actually wearing nothing because it only just hid what would not normally be seen.

I smiled at her and just said, "Oh Marie. You are just gorgeous. You look stunning."

She smiled at me, "You really think so?"

"I really do. Now, come on. We're playing dress up. We've got to pick something out to wear."

"Can I wear something of yours?" Marie asked.

"Of course, little one. You're a little bigger up top than me, but I think you should be able to find something."

We opened my wardrobe doors, and Marie started rifling through my racks of clothes until she found a black and white leopard print dress and held it up against her.

"I want to wear this," she said.

I smiled, knowing the dress so well. The black bits are practically see through, and although it's full length, it has a slit up the left hand side that goes up to the top of the thigh, almost to the hip.

There was one small problem though, which I explained, "Um, Marie, you can't wear any underwear with that one. It is very figure hugging."

She raised her eyebrows, and grinned, "Oh well, you'll just have to help me get undressed again."

My fingers trembling as I helped undo the clasp of her bra, and she turned around and faced me, her eyes locking with mine as she slid the panties down again, once more leaving her completely naked in front of me. I took the dress and helped slip it up her body, resisting the desperate urge to touch and seduce her. I slipped her arms into the long sleeves and then slid the zip up on the low cut back.

When I'd finished, I stood and looked at her. She looked more delicious in it than I ever have, and I saw how well it exposed the curves and lines of her breasts and hips. She wore it like a second skin, and she provocatively crooked one leg over the other so that the slit opened to reveal all the way to the top of her thigh.

"I love this dress Anna. I would so love to wear this out one night."

I chuckled softly, "If you wore that out little one, I would have to beat off the men, and not a few women, with a stick."

"But, you're my chaperone, so that's what you'd have to do, right?"

I laughed, "True, yes. Well okay, we'll go out somewhere one evening, and I will take a very large stick. Now, let's pick something out for me."

Marie turned back to the cupboard and was rifling through one of the shelves when she turned around holding my rabbit vibrator.

Oh god. I had completely ignored the fact I kept some of my toys in this cupboard, I blushed trying to think how I would explain this.

There was apparently no need.

"Anna! You have a vibrator? I bought mine with me too, but this one looks fun. Ooh. I want to use it. Can I use it?"

I swallowed, "Um, you can borrow it if you like, yes."

"Pfth. I want to show you."

I reached for it and she handed it to me, "I would like nothing more but not now. Maybe later."

"Tonight? I want to do it tonight. After dinner. Can I?"

I finally realised I would have to give in to her at some point, well I'd known it all along, and this gave me some time to prepare myself both mentally and physically for being with Marie fully. Giving myself to her.

"Yes, Marie. Tonight. After dinner."

She grabbed my hands and started twirling me round and round, squealing with delight, and I got caught up with her again and just started giggling.

We stopped spinning and, without a care in the world we ended up in each other's arms, kissing passionately her soft lips on mine somehow connected straight between my legs and it was almost like I had a miniature orgasm. I became light headed.

Marie sensed something and broke away, looking at me with concern, "Are you alright Anna?"

"More than alright, little one. I am much more than alright. You're making me feel things I thought I would never experience again."

She smiled, "I am so happy that I'm making you as happy as I am. Come on. Let's find something for you to wear for dress up, then."

I stopped her, "Um, can I just move a few things in there, I don't want you finding anything more..."

Marie squealed again, "You've got more? Show me!"

I sighed, "Maybe later."

"Yes, later. After dinner. You have to show me everything."

I blushed, knowing about some of my toys and worried she might be shocked, but decided that was something I could deal with later.

"Just look on the rails, not in the shelves or drawers."

"Really? You have that many?"

"Later, remember?" I said, smiling.

"Fiiiine," Marie said with exaggerated impatience.

She turned and, sliding the clothes along, she finally pulled out a white summer dress that I quite like, but requires less revealing underwear than what I was wearing. It is practically see through.

"This, I want to see you in this."

I took it and stepped into it, Marie helping and doing it up.

I was aware that my exposed nipples were stiff and making a very clear impression on the thin material.

"Oh Anna, yes. That is perfect. I know, if we go out and I wear this," she indicated the leopard skin dress with an elegant sweep of her hand, "you have to wear that."

I looked at myself in the mirror and, ruefully said, "I'll need proper underwear."

"Of course, I wouldn't want anybody else to see my beautiful Anna's body. I don't want to share you with anyone."

I was puzzled. How had we gone from being random strangers in a bar to me calling her 'little one' and her calling me, 'my Anna'. I decided it didn't matter. It seemed that somehow we were meant to be together.

I looked at the clock and said, "Okay, I think dress up time has to be done. I want to get a shower and then we need to get dressed in our new outfits for tonight."

"Where are you taking me?" Marie asked.

"Now hold on, little one, you said you were taking me for dinner."

"Oh, yes. I know that, but I don't know anywhere. I mean where are we going. Where do you want to go?"

"I know just the place. It serves wonderful food, and isn't terribly expensive."

"Do they have steak? I want steak."

I laughed, "Yes, and they also have vegetarian food for me."

"You're a vegetarian?"

"Yes. I am. Have been since I was about fourteen. Don't tell me, you make a habit of never dating vegetarians?" I said, laughing.

"We're dating now?" Marie said, looking straight at me.

"Uh, well, I didn't..."

"No, I want us to be dating. That means I can kiss you without you getting all awkward and stiff like you don't really like me."

"Marie, I really do like you, and I love kissing you..."

I didn't have a chance to finish my sentence before Marie stopped me with a kiss, and we sank back on the bed together, my arms wrapped around her. She nuzzled her head into my neck and whispered, "I'm so glad you rescued me from the dragon, Queen Lovely."

I kissed the top of her head, "And I am so glad we met. You are filling a Marie shaped hole in my life that I never knew was there until I met you. Now, Queen Lovely really wants a shower."

She leapt up, "Me too! Come on. If we're dating it's ok to have a shower together. I checked the rules. Definitely allowed. In fact I'm pretty sure you're breaking the rules by having a shower alone. Yes. I remember that now."

"Oh come on then," I said, laughing and taking her by the hand, "but first we have to get naked."

"Oh good!"

I helped her out of the leopard print, and she helped me out of my dress, bra and panties.

I realised I was feeling more at ease, now that we seemed to have moved our relationship onto a new level. We walked, naked and hand in hand, to the bathroom and got in the shower. We washed each other, which is a wonderfully intimate thing to do. I tried not to linger too long on what she liked to call her princess parts but couldn't help noticing how incredibly wet she was. That said it was obvious to me that I was also in a heightened and continuous state of arousal. Whatever was going to happen that evening I was going to be more than ready.

We washed each other's hair, and after drying each other, another wonderfully intimate activity, with soft towels producing tingles all over me, we helped each other get dressed, me in my new underwear and red velvet dress, Marie in just a g-string and her black leather dress.

We dried and brushed each other's hair, and then we did our lipstick, me going with a red that matched my dress almost perfectly Marie with a sort of light violet, almost purple shade that made her look even more kissable, something I resisted because we didn't want to smudge. Mascara finished off our makeup, and I added some drop earrings to complete my outfit.

Finally I put on my red vampy five inch heels, and Marie wore knee length leather boots with a smaller heel. I realised how much she liked it when I was taller than her when we hugged in the bedroom and she nuzzled into my neck, her arms wrapped around me, and said, "Mmm. My Queen Anna. Always here to protect me."

I put my arms around her and pulled her close, kissing her forehead.

"Come on," I said, "We should get going. I'll drive us."

We went down the stairs, and out to the car. It was getting dark. I realised I'd left my clutch bag with my makeup and credit cards in, so I told Marie to get in the car and I'd be back down in a moment.

I went upstairs and grabbed my bag, putting essential touch up makeup in, and headed back down to the car. I locked the house and opened the car door.

I had only a moment, but I was sure I caught a glimpse of a hurried movement from Marie as I sat in the car.

I said, "Is everything okay, little one?"

Marie coughed and said, "Yes. Yes. Everything's fine. Let's go."

I looked at her, wondering what was going on, but deciding to ignore it for the moment.

I pulled the door closed, and started the engine, and went to put the car in reverse. As my hand gripped the gearstick, I felt something smooth under my fingers.

I looked down and I saw that Marie's g-string was on the gear stick.

I looked at her, "Marie, what's going on?"

She didn't look at me. "Nothing. Really nothing."

"So why do I have your g-string here on my gearstick?" I held it up and in the half light I saw her swallow.

"Am I in trouble?"

"What? No. Of course not. Well maybe, but I just want to understand."

"Is it bad to masturbate?"

I was thrown, not quite a question I could have predicted to be asked.

"Well, no of course not. But, what? Is that what you were doing?"

"Yes."

"Marie, why? Surely you didn't think you could have an orgasm in the time it took me to go upstairs. Can't you wait until later?"

She turned to look at me, her eyes burning with something I couldn't quite fathom.

"No, Anna. I can't wait. I don't want to go out for some stupid meal. We can do that anytime. But I want to make love with you."

I was caught between my desire for her and my self denial.

My desire won.

Hands down.

I opened my car door and she watched me as I got out and stood there looking at her.

"Am I in trouble?" She asked.

"No, but you can be exhausting Marie. Come on. Inside. With me. Now."

She sheepishly got out of the car and closed the door, coming round to my side of the car. She tried to kiss me, but that was further than I was prepared to go out here in my driveway.

I didn't intend to sound harsh, but I think I must have when I said, "No. Not here. Inside and up in my bedroom. Now."

I locked the car and unlocked the front door, and Marie went in, not saying a word. I was worried I had scared her.

"Marie?" I said as she started up the stairs.

She turned and looked at me, "Anna. I've been naughty. I deserve to be punished."

Where did that come from? I was a bit confused, but then I saw the cheeky grin on her face.

So that was what was going on. I smiled back at her.

"Yes, Marie. You have been very naughty. Up to my room."

She almost ran, and I chased her, she cried out delightfully, and we both went crashing through my bedroom door and fell on the bed together.

"I've been very naughty Queen Anna. I masturbated in your carriage. What are you going to do with me?"

I lifted the hem of her dress at the back with my hand and remembered her reaction to my playful slaps that morning.

I sat up and turned her so she was face down, and lifted her dress up to expose her behind.

"This is for trying to masturbate in my car," I said, and slapped her across her cheeks. I saw the red mark from my hand and was instantly worried I'd gone too far. I bent down and place a kiss on the reddest bit.

I heard her sigh and say, "I'm not sorry."

I smiled. Okay, so I hadn't gone too far.

I smacked her again on the other cheek this time, and immediately went down to kiss it.

She turned over and looked up at me. "I wanted to cum. I've been wanting to cum all day. Since I heard you masturbating last night," oh my god, she had figured out what I was doing, "and it's not fair that you won't let me. Please?"

"Please?"

She almost wailed, "Yes, please Anna. Please can I cum?"

I wanted her more than ever, and I couldn't deny her this of all things.

"Yes, little one. You can cum. And I am going to make it happen."

She looked unsure, which surprised me. "Um, it might be better if I do it?"

"No, little one. I want to do it. I really do."

"And I want you to as well, but... I don't want you to hate me."

I shook my head confused, "Why would I hate you? I want to give you pleasure."

All she would say is, "I get very wet."

"And that is something we share. So do I, darling."

"Yes, but I've been like really turned on for a whole day, and haven't cum yet. It gets really wet."

I bent down and kissed her, and then sat back and slid the hem of her skirt up to her waist to reveal her glistening wet pussy and very puffy lips.

I pushed her legs apart and bent down to taste her. She tasted gorgeously sweet and musky, and I felt her clitoris growing under my tongue as I sucked gently and flicked back and forth. I let two fingers slide down and find her entrance and they were accepted with almost no resistance. I could see what she meant about being very wet.

Suddenly I felt the walls of her pussy clamping on me and I knew she was about to go over the top, her hands gripped the sheets tightly and suddenly she was groaning deeply and then it happened.

As she went over the top she started wailing loudly and then she flooded my chin and down my dress, her juices squirting out of her and all over me. I have squirted a little in the past, but this was a new level. It was like it just didn't stop and was so powerful, and so erotic.

I didn't stop sucking and licking her, tasting her for the first time properly, savouring her, and she just kept riding the wave and crying out, more of her juices squirting over me. Finally she subsided and I withdrew my fingers and lifted my head up. I slid up her body and kissed her lips, realising my face was covered in her juices.

She finally roused enough to kiss me back, and said, "I told you I got wet."

I made a small laugh, "That's what I call wet. And I love it."

"Really? You're not grossed out by it?"

"No, my love. I'm not. It has turned me on so much."

She nuzzled and then saw my new dress, "Oh, Anna! I've ruined your new dress! I'm so sorry."

I kissed her head and, resting my chin on her head, I said, "No, don't be sorry. I can get it cleaned, and it was worth it to give you so much pleasure."

She said, "Well, it is all your fault anyway."

I giggled, "How do you figure that?"

"You've been teasing me for nearly twenty four hours. I built up a lot inside me."

"I wasn't deliberately teasing you little one," I said.

"Pfth. You may not have been, but it worked. One of the most wonderful orgasms I have ever had. And I'm so glad you don't mind I squirt. I tried to warn you but didn't want to put you off."

I tilted her chin up and kissed her nose, "You can never put me off."

She pushed on me so I was on my back, and sat astride me, "Well, now I have to make sure Queen Anna is really satisfied."