Cupiditas (part two)

Chapter 3 - Red (NSFW)

A few days later I was in botany class when my phone buzzed in my pocket. Part of me still expected it to be Larissa with our code word but it never was. Instead this message was from a number I didn't recognise.

J: Hey pretty. Remember me? 🍰 X
M: Hi Jasmine. How could I forget you? X
J: Hehe 😉 How was the cake? X
M: Well worth the trade x
J: I was hoping you would say that. Fancy a drink sometime? X
M: Sure! The cake's on me though 😉 x
J: Haha you're too cute. I meant a REAL drink x
M: Oh! 🤦🏻‍♀️ Sure I'd be up for that too, just name the time and place x
J: Tonight. The Floral Bar. 7pm x
M: OK see you there ❤️ x

*

Six outfit changes later I managed to sneak out of the school and catch the bus into Jericho. I settled on a black shirt with skinny ripped jeans and a leather jacket. When I walked in I saw Jasmine at the bar, sipping a Martini like a classic movie star. She was wearing a scarlet red cocktail dress that hugged every curve of her figure perfectly, the hem was just high enough to tease her thighs to any onlookers. My eyes trailed down her gorgeous legs to a pair of red high heels.
"Fuck she's hot".
Eventually she looked my way and smiled, waving me over. Her lipstick matched her dress and for a moment I was reminded of someone else's luscious crimson lips.
"Hello again pretty" Jasmine cooed as I took the seat next to her.
"Hi. You look incredible" I said, my mouth slightly agape.
"Thank you. So do you, although the school uniform suits you too" she said with a wink.
"This woman is gonna eat me alive" I thought, but did I care? Not one bit.

She bought me a drink and we talked, getting to know each other more. I discovered she was a normie studying fashion at college. She was witty and smart and flirted with me outrageously, my attempts to reciprocate were disastrous! But she was kind and humoured me, calling me cute whenever I blushed with embarrassment. It was strange, flirting had come so easily to me with Larissa but with Jasmine I was nervous and not very good at it.
We eventually moved to a booth and I was grateful for the privacy.
"So tell me Mya" she said once we were seated, "do you have any experience with older women?"
I nearly choked on my drink, both at her bluntness and the irony.
"Why do you ask?" I tried to say casually.
A wicked grin crawled across her face, "I'll take that as a yes then".
"Christ, am I that obvious?" I thought.
"How old are you? If you don't mind me asking" I said politely.
"I'm twenty one, what about you?"
"Nearly nineteen".
"Really? Hmm I bet she taught you some things..." and I felt her foot slide up the inside of my leg. My breath hitched and she chuckled.
"Maybe..."
"Do tell" her foot was now sliding along my inner thigh, dangerously close to a certain area. The heat radiating from me could have melted her shoes.
"Only if you stop teasing me" I said a little breathlessly.
"OK then" and she pressed her foot firmly between my thighs making contact with my clothed core and making me jerk up in my seat. She laughed and quickly removed her foot.
"When do you need to be back at school?" she said leaning in.
"Oh I'm already way past curfew".
"Come back to my place then. Show me what you can do" she said enticingly.

*

We got a taxi back to Jasmine's apartment and didn't even make it to the bedroom. As soon as we were through the door she pushed me onto the nearest chair and climbed onto my lap. Our lips met for the first time in a passionate and fiery kiss, I could taste the alcohol on her tongue and my mouth was already covered with her lipstick. I guided the straps of her dress off her shoulders and peppered kisses on her freckled skin.
She stepped back and unzipped her dress, purposely keeping her heels on.
"Woah" I accidentally said out loud as I sat back and drank in her form. She was wearing sexy red lace underwear and her voluptuous body made my insides flutter.
She strutted back to me and unbuttoned my shirt, kissing my chest and stomach.
"Let me give you something to mark the occasion" she whispered, before I had time to process what she meant she sucked hard on my neck causing it to bruise. I hissed at the pain but moaned at the pleasure.

In that moment something clicked in my head and a new found dominance took over me. I switched places with her and sat her in the chair, fondling her breasts and playing with her nipples as we kissed.
"You want me to show you what I can do? Sit back and open up for me" I demanded and she did so willingly. I removed her thong and threw it across the room.
"Start with her clit to get her excited" I thought as Larissa's voice came into my head. I licked Jasmine's clit with the tip of my tongue making her whimper and shudder.
"Then move your tongue to her lips and taste her as she gives herself to you" her whimpers became deep moans as she gripped the arms of the chair.
"Then go inside and fuck her with your tongue".
"OH GOD MYA!" Jasmine cried as I plunged my tongue inside her now drenched pussy.
I held onto her thighs and watched as the pleasure took over her, her moans getting louder and her muscles getting tighter. She grabbed my hair and pushed my head in further, I could barely breathe but I didn't care.
"Cum for me Jasmine, let me taste you" I said, managing to pull away.
"Not yet pretty, we're gonna make this last a lot longer" she said and whisked me off to her bedroom.