The apparition seemed to engulf her and she sensed the extended delicate hands on her breasts, causing an ensemble of mixed emotions to tingle within her mind and immediately awakened young body; yet she had no power, nor hardly the desire to resist. She felt as if spellbound in her overwhelming state of delicious intoxication while the exquisite face moved closer to hers and its perfect, soft mouth closed down upon her own, tenderly, wetly, warmly… and finally with a growing urgency.
Her own lips felt strangely soft in response, and she sensed them being pressed apart by the vision's sweet-tasting tongue, sliding moistly between them into her mouth. The strong, statuesque body came hard against her then, its thinly veiled stomach and yielding warm loins beginning an intimate undulating motion.
"You're a luscious girl, Jean darling," the husky voice whispered hotly into her mouth. "You should never have run away from me that night in my bedroom the way you did… but I'll forgive you if you make it up to me now…"
"A-And Ken…? Wh-What about him…?"
"Shhh, we mustn't talk about him now… or anyone but you and me."
"I-I… what do you want… me to do?" Jean managed, the enchanting woman's suggestions like a command to the lovely teenager's anesthetized mind, as she slipped even more into the ecstasy of her unfamiliar dream world.
Maggie hungrily kissed her again and Jean met her hot, probing little tongue reflexively with her own as she felt the eager hands caressing her aroused, swelling young breasts and smoothing over her soft, resilient curves with intimate strokes that were rapidly stimulating her lush, teenaged body. She felt them move down to possessively cup and massage the slightly quivering mounds of her rounded buttocks, drawing her tightly into soft, silken loveliness… and somewhere, a dog whimpered…