Chapyter 6
Tara's POV
I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.
There's a first time for everything right? I mean its not like I'm doing something illegal, I'm only experimenting with a girl for the first time before I go undercover as a lesbian stripper to catch a guy that is giving away importang CIA codes. Pshhhh. That is totally not illegal. Even if it was, all I have to do is flash my badge and I get away. I'm like a superhero bringing justice to all. And stuff like that.
NEVER FEAR,
THE UNDERCOVER STRIPPER IS HERE!!!
That could seriously catch on.
I had zoned out and I didn't even realize that Nilah was already getting un-dressed. I looked at her from my spot on the bed. Hoping that the way I looked at her seemed hungry and sexual. But knowing me, I probably looked like a rapist who's addicted to drug. Don't ask me how I know. That's a story for another time. I can't believe I keep getting lost in my thoughts. Next thing I know, Nilah is trailing kisses along my collar bone. I found myself giving a slight moan. What the hell is going on? But this is kinda fun. I never turn down a dare, and it has gotten me in a lot of trouble. Like that one time that one time Ben got arrested and forgot his badge. He called me and dared me to seduce the guard, knock him out, and get the keys. Now I was dared to loose my lesbian virginity. I was planning on keeping it forever. Yeah, I don't think that I can do this. Just imagine that Nilah is Jennifer Lawrence or Sophia Vergara or Justin Timberlake, or just about anyone from One Direction. Yea that kinda helps, because the next thing I do is bring Nilah's lips to mind and our lips move in sync together. As she begins to un-button the plaid shirt I had on, I began to kiss her neck. This time she moaned, it was even louder than mine. Man, am I a pro or what. I think I can get paid for this. Before I knew it we were both just in our bra and panties. I , just in a regular black lace bra and panties. But, Nilah. MY GOD! She was wearing a red lace bra with studs and a pink, black, and frilly red thong. (a/n lol i just got all of this from victoriassecrect.com. SHH) This girl wasted no time getting straight to business. For a few minutes we just looked at each other. Her figuring out how to ruin my innocence, and me wondering why that bra was even legal. While, I was still critizing her choice of...under garements?, she lunged at me and smashed her lips on mine. I got out of my shock, and slight disguist, and kissed her back, imagining that she was a guy again. Seeing her as Louis Tomlinson really helped. It wasn't as awkward. We kind of just had a hot and heavy makeout session for a while. We were kind of like hormone driven teenagers. Me being the girl, her being the 'guy'. She trailed kisses down my neck to the middle of my breasts. She was tickling me and made my boob hair stand up. She shot fireworks down my spine. When I couldnt stop laughing, sh grabbed my waist and pulled me in closer. She used one of her hands to undo my bra while the other hand moved lower down my back until she gripped my a**. my bra slid off and she caught me off guard by gropping them. If this was an alley and I wasn't secretly injoying this a bit, i'm pretty sure this would be lesbian rape. But who knows.
We both had our bras off and I was basically doing what she did to me. I don't even think she knew that this was my first time. She was trailing kisses down my stomach while I arched my back from my, dare I say it, pleasure.
YES YOU HEARD IT WORLD! I FIND THIS SLIGHTLY PLEASURABLE!!! BUT TRUST ME I'M STRAIGHT!!!!
Nilah almost got to my panties when a pink polka dot old fashioned vintage phone started ringing. Why haven't I noticed that before?
Out of breath Nilah stands up and walks over to the phone. She walks with such confidence, even though the only thing she was wearing was her frilly red thong, whereas I was slowly reacher for the sheet because I felt too exposed. Good thing I was single because this would have been immensely awkward. Nilah winked at me right before she picked up the phone. And when she answered it I would have payed to get a picture of my face.
"Hey babe, you have called 1-800-GoodTime, what can I do for ya?"
I DECIDED TO SPLIT THIS CHAPTER UP TOO BECAUSE IT JUST MADE SENSE. TIS BOOK HAS 200 SOMETHING READS AND IM SUPER HAPPY. LIKE I AM THE MOST DEDICATED TO THIS BOOK. I DONT THINK FANFIC IS FOR ME :( BUT HUMOR IS! I MAKE MYSELF LAUGH WITH THESE BOOKS. AND WATTPAD IS ONE OF THE ONLY THINGS THAT KEEP MY SANE IN THIS WORLD SO I AM SO THANKFUL FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE READING THIS STORY AND I JUST WANTED TO SAY THANK YOU AND THAT I HOPE YOU ENJOYING UT AS MUCH AS I AM. THERE ARE LIKE TWO MORE STORY IDEAS I HAD AND DO YOU GUYS WANNA HEAR THEM??? SO THATS ALL AND RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU FELT LIKE AN AWKWARD TURTLE DURING THIS CHAPTER *RAISES HAND* OR IF YOU ARE QUESTIONING YOUR SEXUALITY *CRICKETS*
LOVE YOU GUYS. FOR REALSIES :D
Txx
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Undercover Lesbian Stripper
Humor"Shake what your momma gave you!" Never have I ever thought that that saying would actually have to apply to me. Tara Swann isn't just your average extremely cocky, witty, and unbelievably lazy teen. But, she is also an agent *aka badass butt kic...
