Hers

Get Used to It

Today I went to the mall and picked out some of my own clothing. Diana had left a not this morning saying she wouldn't be home till tonight and I was free to go to the mall, with people there with me of course.

I only got a few baggy t-shirts and a couple pairs of jeans and shorts. Also, I got a pair of black and white converse because my shoes mainly consists of dressy ones.

I have been in my room since I got home. The whole time at the mall I was thinking about how easily I could run away and tell someone to help me, but I never did.

I heard Diana come in at around 7pm but I stayed in my room. I still felt quite awkward and a little uncomfortable about last night. To think I had to do more than that, made me kind of cringe.

Although I did not fight it last night, I just don't think I could do it again.

~*~

Felicia came to my room at 9 saying Diana wanted to see me. My heart starting racing thinking I might get r***d.

Felicia led me to where Diana was, and when I walked in I was in awe. Her room was ten times more beautiful then mine was. Everything in it looked like it was made for her. Bullshit.

My eyes met Diana's and she smiled at me. I did my best to smile back, but I think she could tell it was fake because her smile faltered.

I walked towards her so I can sit on the comfy looking chair near her bed, but she said no and patted the seat near her on the bed.

When I sat down, she must have seen how weird I was feeling because she gave me a skeptical look.

"Are you okay? You look like you're about to s**t your f*****g pants. You might as well get used to this now." She said extremely calm which made me more uncomfortable.

I answered with "I'm fine."

Next thing I knew, she was standing up taking off her clothes. What the f**k?

When she was in her bra and underwear, she made me look at her. When I did she said "This is what you are going to have to get used to. Don't be a baby, and stop acting uncomfortable because you weren't last night."

She had a point, but I still did not want to do this. My entire life I have liked the thought of men and never have thought of a woman this way.

I could not help but focus my eyes on her boobs. They were large, not as big as mine but looked to be at least a C cup. They looked perfect, or what I would think to be perfect.

I felt her grab my hand and put them on her boob. I was shocked, but not really, at her action. Then she said stand up, but I was froze.

I actually liked the feel of her boob on my hand. I don't know what was wrong with me, but I put the fact that she kidnapped me in the back of my head.

"Stand up, Joanne." She said again, but more firmly.

When I stood up, she sat down. I looked at her very confused, and started sitting again, but she said no. The f**k?

"Take off your clothes." She said. I didn't move but just stood there.

"Take off your clothes Joanne." She said more aggressively.

Again, I didn't move. So instead, she stood up and ripped off my shirt. I looked at her with my mouth wide open. What the f**k was she, the hulk?

She moved down to my pants and slowly took those off.

And then she pushed my on the bed. A hard push though, f*****g made my brain bounce off my skull and s**t.

As if she was repeating yesterday, she got on top of me again. But this time, she reached her hand down into my underwear and started to rub me.

While harshly kissing me, she continued with the action. She then reached further down and entered two fingers inside me. At first I gasped, taken a new by this action.

As she kept going, the pleasure increased and I couldn't help but let out some moans.

Out of nowhere, she stopped. I was disappointed until I saw her head go down further from where it was. I was new to this, nobody has ever gone down on me before and I was kind of nervous.

When I felt the first swipe of her tongue, I knew what I had been missing. It felt like nothing I had every felt before. It was the best feeling, to be exact.

I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, and when I felt the huge wave of pleasure flood over my body, I let out a vey loud moan.

When I expected her to stop, she didn't. She kept going. Over and over and over again, she made me reach my climax. Each time stronger than the other.

When she was done, she came back up to my face. To my surprise, I flipped her on her back.

I was very curious as to what she tasted like and felt like, and of course, the curiosity got the best of me. As I swiped my tongue over her c**t once, she shivered.

By the time I was done with her, it seemed like I had the longest day ever. I was very exhausted, and it seemed she was too.

I felt extremely dirty, and then I felt like I  discovered a new part to myself.

I laid on my back beside her in silence for a few minutes.

"You know there is more than what we just did, right? That's only the start." She broke the silence.

All I did was look at her, that's all I could do. Then I remembered everything, and immediately got up and went to my room. I decided to wash all the dirty shame off of me in a quick shower and then I went to sleep.

All I could think about was what happened. I was hoping it would happen again.

What is happening to me?