I let my hair down from its usual ponytail, flipping my sun-bleached locks to frame my face in the mirror. Finally feeling ready to take on the world,...I left the restaurant, searching for something to satisfy this growing need within me. Finally, it hit me. I was a young American teenager surrounded by men who felt perfectly fine whistling at me and grabbing their crotches as I walked by. Surely, I could find someone moderately attractive to hang out with. Maybe I could even kiss someone. My. Then I put my hands on her thighs and started rubbing while talking to her. She caught my hand and said you are not able to wait or you are in a hurry to go? I told her that she was beautiful and I don’t know whatever I am doing it’s happening naturally.She laughed and after few minutes we both stopped talking and started looking into each other eyes. Our breaths became heavier. I went near her lips and kissed her on lips. She closed her eyes and started responding to me.We smooched and. My hand was playing with her other nipple, my other holding the small of her back. I swapped nipples, paying the other one some attention, before moving my tongue, spiraling around her large breasts, and moving down to suck on her navel. I trailed down further, stopping when I got to the top of her panties. I lower a hand and hooked my finger under, pulling it up. I watched- and heard her moan- as her pussy lips came out, and covered the under part of her panties. I moved her panties in. The woman's hand was holding her own tightly against herself and she stopped only when the woman's knees finally gave way and she sank to the floor, panting and sobbing.The woman turned and sat back against the front of the sofa, her eyes moistened with the unexpected emotion and her hands pressed tightly against her sex as though holding on to those final lingering moments.The girl sat back on her heels, waiting, smiling and the woman looked at her silently.Without a word, the woman leaned.