Jacqui finds out about Sex

5’4” tall, long blonde hair, pouting 35C breasts, long shapely legs, a slim waist and slightly flaring but beautifully rounded butt. Jacqui knew she was attractive alright. All the comments and lascivious looks she got from boys, men – and even some women, left her in no doubt that she had become one very sexy 15 year old girl.

Only, she was too scared to actually let anyone get too physical with her.

Oh sure, she dreamt about sexual encounters, imagining what it would be like. Even having wet dreams. Many snogging and petting sessions with teenage boys had only ended with frustration for them. But the thought of actual physical sex was too scary.

She’d even been hit on by a lesbian or two, but was too naieve to realise what they were really wanting from her.

So, she contented herself with flirting, prick-teasing and then having fantasies in the safety of her own bed, touching her sensitive nipples gently; stroking her young virginal pussy. But never quite reaching orgasm, because sensing her emotions getting too aroused scared her. She simply didn’t know what to expect.

Her parents were way too conservative to talk to her about sex. When she had her first period, it was a female teacher who helped her to understand what was happening. Her Mother simply said, ”It’s just nature”, without further explanation.

So it was that she was totally innocent, in every way.

Then one day during summer break, she flipped the TV accidentally to the Adult channel, and quickly saw the power that women can have over men – if they’re sexy enough. So, she decided to be more adventurous. She knew her mother was slighty smaller than her, but thought she must have some clothes more sexy than her usual school garb. Nothing in her mom’s wardrobe was at all exciting, so she put on some old jeans and a summer top and took off to the shopping mall.

Not knowing what to look for, she found herself in a factory outlet store for sports and leisure clothes. An assistant saw her looking a bit lost and asked if she could be of help. Jacqui blushed and said she’s like to try on some gear that was more . . . ‘Sexy?’ asked the assistant.

“Well, yes”, replied Jacqui. “You’re nervous, but don’t be,” said the assistant. “I’m Georgia and you have a great figure – I have some clothes that will show it off really well”

Jacqui didn’t notice the sly look in the eyes of the assistant, who was bi-sexual, or the lick of her lips.

“Just go into changing room 3 and I’ll bring some stuff for you to try on”, she said. So Jacqui did and a few minutes later the assistant came in with a selection of clothes and closed the door.

“Well – undress darlin” said Georgia, more as a command than request. Jacqui blushed but took off her jeans and top.

“Oh, that frumpy underwear will NEVER do, honey. It will show awfully under these nice tight clothes I’ve got for you. Let’s get them off” And with that Georgia undid Jacquis bra, knelt down and slipped her old-fashioned panties down and off.

Jacqui was speechless – no-one had seen her naked since her mother when she was 7 years old.

“Oh don’t be shy dear” said Georgia, now at eye level with Jacqui’s hairless pussy lips, “I’ve seen it all a thousand times already”, [but not this beautiful, she thought to herself. Got to find a way to have a fondle at least!].

“Now, slip these on” she said, handing Jacqui some yellow spandex hotpants and a boob tube top.

Georgia cought her breath as the hotpants were pulled up tight – they clung to Jacqui like they were painted on. Her cameltoe was plain to see and she had no idea how provocative she looked. The top hugged her breasts and highlighted her pointed nipples.

Georgia knelt in front of Jacqui running her hands up inside her thighs, until she had one hand between heg legs, kneeding her young pussy lips. “They seem to fit OK,” she said, leaving her hand there for much too long for decency.



Next she went behind Jacqui advising that the tube should be worn so as to keep the breasts as high as possible. To ‘ensure’ this she put her right hand down the top, cupping Jacqui’s right breast, giving her nipple a good caress and squeeze between thumb and forefinger whilst lifting it slightly.