Date: Wed, 06 Feb 2013 19:18:05 -0700
From: The_cart_monkey <the_cart_monkey@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Hunter Chapter 2 Mandy

This is a story of lesbian sex between a woman and teenage girls. If this
offends you your on the wrong site. I do NOT advocate sex with underage
people and I myself do not practice it. The story is partly based on fact
and is property of the author. I am hoping to make this an ongoing series
and will enjoy any feedback. Thank you.

This is the second part of my Hunter series and I hope that enjoy it as
much as I enjoyed writing it.

Mandy

I was drinking coffee at my favorite coffe shop in Phoenix. I was in town
on business. I was organizing a meet and greet for singles in the area and
it also served as a first date fo a few of my clients. I made the trip a
few times a year and enjoyed my time away. I was able to be less discreet
this far away from my home and I was able to become someone else. To those
who know me in my home town, I am Miranda Morgan, married woman and small
business owner. I coach girls basketball and am an avid supporter of
schools and extracaricular activities. Especially those involving me and my
young female nieghbors. But I have to be very discreet.

When I travel I become Miranda Hunter, openly lesbian, unmarried and
sexually aggressive. I wear darker and much more professional clothes. My
hair is pulled back into a pony tail and I wear darker shades of makeup to
accentuate my porcelin skin. I even talk in a more demanding and more
dominating voice. This last part is automatic. It just happens when I
become Miss Hunter, as I prefered to be called at these times. I started
doing this after my weekend with Katie. I became the person I always wanted
to be and it felt good. I couldn't be Miranda Hunter at home because I was
far too well known. But I slid into the role flawlessly whenever I would
travel. Gary, my beard and husband teased me that when I travelled I was
not the woman he married.

Ths particular week was a special one. I had been planning this one for
quite a while and had made arrangements ahead of time. I met a young girl
online who was bicurious and was desperately seeking a teacher of lesbian
sex. A duty I was more than willing to perform. We arranged to meet on
wednesday morning. It was now Sunday and the thought of tasting that young
sweet girl was causing a tingling sensation in my slit. I wanted to make
arrangements to meet her sooner but she was apprehensive and I didn't want
to push. I learned early on that pushing was the best way to scare off a
teenager who was already nervous or wind up in jail. Neither prospect
seemed appealing.

I started to wish I brought my Katie with me but alas she was back home
busy running the company. We maintained a relationship all the way through
her high school career. She wanted to attend college in New York like her
father and we had to do without each other for 3 long years. She finished
school early like I did and came home to me. We started right where we left
off but I wanted to make her a more important part of my life. I made her a
full partner in my business and never looked back. She is also a fantastic
wingwoman, often helping me get even the more reluctant of my
conquests. She is my best friend and I truly love her. But sadly her being
my partner means that she is unable to come along on these trips like she
used too. I will discuss some of those in later stories.

Back to my Sunday in my favorite coffee shop. Today I was wearing a black
pant suit with a peach colored camisol.Normally i would wear heals, so I
could look taller than the 5'4 I normally am; but today it was flats. I was
nibbling on a cranberry muffin that was making me fat just by ordering
it. My capuccino was perfect. Not to sweet, not to much vannila. The foam
was also just the right amount. The baristas here were Michaelangelos' of
coffee. One in particular was my personal favorite. She was maybe 5'7 and
about 105 lbs. She had brown hair cut in a cute pixy cut. She had hazel
eyes and I sware she was a Kelly clarkson impersonator. I had been coming
into the same coffee shop for 3 years and each time there was the same
barista. I so desperately wished that she would give me the slightest
inclincation she was gay. Sadly I never got anything more than an
obligatory smile.

I was just finshing my drink when someone bumped into my table and knocking
what was left of my capuccinoout of my hand.

"Hey, watch where you're going!" I blurted out without looking first. I
felt instantly guilty.

A teenage girl of about 15 or 16, holding a tub of dirty dishes was
standing in front of me with a look of shame mixed with
embarrassment. After my reaction registered on her face she almsost looked
as if she wanted to cry. Which stabbed at me like a knife in the chest.

"Amanda! Watch where the hell your going." The barista was coming around
the corner with a damp rag in hand. She rushed over to me and tried to pat
a few coffee drops that landed on my hand and arms. As she stood next to
the bus girl, Amanda, I thought I must have been seeing double. The younger
Amanda was my height but they still looked identical. The barista was far
too young to be her mother so it must be her sister.

"Sorry Liz I..." Amanda tried to apolgize but she was cut off by tears
forming in her eyes. She was obviously very upset. But I couldn't help but
notice she kept looking at me. It was quick glances and she was trying hard
to be inconspicuous. If I didn't know any better I would sware she was
checking me out. Then our eyes met and I watched her blush. At that moment
I knew she was checking me out. My day started to get a whole lot more
interesting.

"I'm fine. No harm done." I told Liz with a smile. "She didn't mean to I'm
sure."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that. My sister is clumsey. That can be
forgiven." Liz told me while glowering at her sister. "But she also has her
head in the clouds. She begged me for this job and half the time she is
running into people or breaking stuff."

"Liz I'm sorry."

"I don't have the patience today to deal with you. Just go home and I will
talk to you in a day or two when things calm down. Maybe a few days away
will help you get your head on straight."

The young girl seemed genuinely hurt by her sisters words. I felt
responsible in some way but I did not want to interfere. Despite my
attraction to the young ladies and the obvious curiosity that Amanda had
for me, I knew nothing about them. I didn't know what to say or how to
react to them. What made things worse was the fact that i kept having a
fantasy about seducing both of them. A fantasy that was very inappropriate
under the circumstances. Didn't change the fact I was extremely turned on.

"But Liz..."

"I said go home. Please just go." With that Liz turned around and went back
to her job. While sweet young Amanda gathered a few things. She remained
strong all things considered. Even hugged her sister when asked to. She
left the small building with her head held high and a backpack slung over
her shoulder. I could not resist the urge anymore and followed.

I saw the girl waiting at the end of the block. She was sitting at the bus
stop and it was obvious she was still crying. My heart went out to her as
well as other parts of my anatomy that most woman deny guide them. I like
to think of myself as a forward thinker and think woman should be honest
about the strength of thier sex drives. We like sex as much as men do. We
also have urges like men do. The difference is we teach ouselves to ignore
them.

As I got close to the crying girl she looked up at me with red, puffy
eyes. Immediatley she dried her eyes and sat up straight. She wanted to put
up a strong front but I knew that she was an emotional person. She was
trying to impress me and that fact turned me on more. I knew I had to
proceed carefully. Just because I knew she was attacted to me was no reason
to push to hard. If I did she would close up and I would never be able to
get what I wanted from her. I had spent too many years seducing young
ladies like her, to scare them away from me. Young girls curious about
thier sexuality are usually nervous and scared to experiment. You have to
let them make the choices and ano how to get what you want.

"May I sit?" I asked her in a soft voice. She didn't answer but made room
for me on the bench.

"I'm sorry if I caused you and your sister to fight. It really wasn't that
big of a deal to me." I was careful to keep my voice down and it was the
truth. I have no intention of hurting people, even if it helps get to taste
a beautiful teenager. It wasn't about pain with me it was about pleasure.

"It's really not your fault." She responded with a slight sob. "It
happens. I kinda space out once in a while and Liz is trying to look out
for me and her business."

"There is no excuse." I retorted while taking her hands. She looked into my
eyes and i stared back into hers. They really were gorgeous eyes, despite
the redness. She really was pretty and she looked so sweet and
innocent. She reminded me of my sweet Katie. So innocent, yet there was a
longing in her eyes. My heart went out to her again as well as my desire
for her. She was sensitive and I just had to have her.

"Your sister needs to relax a little bit and remember accidents happen. I
personally think it's unfair that she pushes you out like this and makes
you take a bus. Why don't I give you a ride.You can help me and I will pay
you."

She looked at me dumb-founded for a moment. "What do you want help with? I
am not that good at a lot of things."

I explained to her my business and what I came to town for. I told her I
needed help setting up for the meet and greet and I told her I would pay
her well for her time. I told her all she had to do was show me around town
and help me buy a few things to help me decorate. As far as Amanda knew, i
have never spent much time in Phoenix and I needed help to find my way
around town. In truth i was born in Mesa and knew Phoenix better than most
people. I doubted we would spend enough time together for her to know that
about me.

"Oh, by the way my name is Miranda." I told her as we walked to my rented
car. " Miranda Hunter."

"Amanda. But my friends call me Mandy."

I couldn't stop myself from grinning. Mandy was one of my favorite names
despite the fact that I have never been with one. If things continued to go
well we would be sharing a lot of firsts together.

We drove to a party store that she knew of and picked up a few
decorations. She really was a bubbly girl after she warmed up to me. She
was quite funny and was very inteligent. The first surprise she let slip
was the fact that she was only 13. I found it hard to believe because she
was much more mature and developed than most of the girls her age. She
explained that she came from a tall family and always looked older than her
actual age. She found it quite useful when she played basketball, which she
did for her junior high teams. When I told told her about my coaching she
got very excited.

The first big shock came as we were loading my car with the supplies I
bought. She was so energetic and talking a mile a minute but I was used to
fast talking teenagers and was able to follow every word. "My coach is
actually pretty cool and she knows an awful lot of stuff, but she's kinda
old. I mean she is like a grandma and it is hard to talk to her like we're
talking right now. But if she was hot like you I probably wouldn't be able
to hear anything she is even saying."

She didn't even realize she said it for nearly a minute. But when she said
it I heard it and had to force myself not to blush or crack a smile. She
realized what she said and she went deafly quiet. She was blushing, I
didn't look at her directly but I could see it out of the corner of my
eye. I couldn't control my hormones much longer. My prey was starting to
make this far to easy for me. I like a challenge, but having a girl who may
be trying to seduce me back was just as exciting. This day just kept
getting better and better every minute.

"Thank you." I told her with a broad smile and knew exactly how to
proceed. "I think you are beautiful too. If you played for me I would have
a hard time coaching."

I then made myself snap back to planet earh and not my lustful thoughts
which was such a more exciting place to live in. "Oh my god, it is so
late. It's almost 4 and I still have so much to do. Besides if I don't get
you home soon your parents will be freaking out." I baited my trap
carefully and waited for her to take it.

"You don't have to worry about that. The rents are out of town for the rest
of the week. Liz checks on me if she can but I am pretty good at taking
care of myself."

My heart nearly leaped out of my chest. She was making it easier than i
thought possible. I have never had so many things go right when I was
hunting one of my ladies. She even went as far to offer to cook me dinner
at her house.  She was adorable. But I knew I had to take control
quickly. I didn't like it when I didn't know where it was headed. I have
control issues and I wasn't about to give it up. No matter how sweet this
little darling is.

"That's sweet, but I like to eat while I work." She looked somewhat hurt
and I knew I had her. "Why don't you come to my hotel and have some room
service. I will take you home before it gets too late." I waited for a
moment for it to sink in then went on, "you know what, I insist you come
have dinner with me. It is the least I can do for all your help."

She couldn't control her excitement. She was smiling and jumping in her
seat. I had to smile at her. I have had many young girls over the years,
but there was something about this one. Something different about her
that  I just found irresistable. It was as if she were a younger
version of me. A little Hunter who is also a beautiful and sort of goofy. I
have always liked woman that can be free to act however they want. it was
then I realized why I liked her; she reminded me of my sweet Katie. If I
wasn't careful I could loose my heart to that girl. But I forced myself to
think of the moment and not what could happen.

The conversation stayed friendly and flirty. A lot of comments like "I bet
you looked so cute" and "no, you do have the body for that." It was one of
the best times I have had in a while. Most of my recent relationships have
been so lustful. So quickly I had them in bed I barely knew thier
names. Not that I am complaining. It makes things so less complicated. But
I realized now how much missed the foreplay. This is why I liked to
travel. It gave me the oppertunity of romance not just a quick fuck. But
again, I don't usually mind quick hookups.

We arrived at my hotel and went straight to my suite. I insist on living in
comfort when I am away from home. Plus it helps to impresss my dates. Which
my delicious Mandy was. She just gaped at the California King bed and the
spacious room. I wished that I had sprung for a room with a hot tub or
jaccuzzi in it, but sadly I did not. But it didn't seem like I needed
anything else to impress my young friend. She was smitten with me and I
with her. I ordered room service and we sat down on the floor organizing my
decorations. She was more subdued than before. I liked how her emotions
shifted. She knew that what was happening or atleast suspected what may
come next. Because I had know doubt she would be surprised with what I had
planned.

The hotel I stayed at had a vast menu that catered to many tastes. I always
try to get a good look at the menu where ever i choose to stay. I am very
careful about what I eat, choosing to avoid food that is boring or that I
always eat at home. I like variety and it is also important for me to
impress my guests by taking immediate control. I ordered two salads and a
flatbread pizza. I ordered sundried tomatoes and chicken on the
pizza. Mandy didn't argue or add any opinions of the menu. I also ordered
something special for our desert. My trap was baited perfectly now and she
was right in the middle of it. Time to spring it shut.

I hung up the phone and commented on how uncomfortable my clothes felt. I
told Mandy I needed to get comfortable before we ate. I took off my jacket
first and watched her reaction out the corner of my eye. Her eyes betrayed
her. She stared at my breasts through the camisol and licked her lips. It
took her almost 5 seconds to look away. But her attention fell right back
on my body. She was shy but her lust was making her do things she normally
would never do. I took off my shoes and took my carry on into the bathroom
with me. In it I had put some of my favorite toys along with a few other
things just in case the week got interesting. I also pulled out a little
makeup. I figured I would look my best for my little object of lust.

I put my choice toys on the counter and decided whch ones would be best for
what I had plans for. I double-checked my makeup, making sure it wasn't too
much. I also untucked my camisol so it could ride up a little and show off
a little skin. The final thing I did was unsnap my bra and slide it off. It
may have been spring outside but it was chilly in my room and I wanted my
nipples to show. Finally done I walked out of the bathroom.

I found Mandy with her back to me talking on the phone with mostly
"uh-huhs." I assumed by her tone she was probably talking to her
sister. The call only lasted a minute and ended with "I love you too." She
turned around when he call ended and seemed startled to see me standing
there.In her defense , her reaction was very controlled and she gave me a
sweet smile.

"I was just talking to my sister. She was leaving the shop and wanted to
make sure i got home safe. I told her i was with a friend and she just ran
through the rules for when mom and dad aren't home."

"So we are friends?" I asked her teasing.

"Well yeah. I mean I hope we are. I mean I want to be your friend." Mandy's
stammering made me smile.

"Yes. Of course we are friends." As I said that I carressed her cheek. She
closed her eyes and pressed her face into my hand. I leaned in to kiss her
while her eyes were shut, but there was a knock at the door; alerting me
that room service had arrived with our meal. I reluctantly pulled away from
her to answer the door. The food smelled devine and the server was a
beautiful young woman in her late teens. She was dessed in a white long
sleeve shirt and black pants that showed off her cute ass. She was obiously
hispanic and didn't seem like she could be much older then 19. She smiled
at me and Mandy with a sexy smile. I could tell that Mandy was interested
in her, but tonight was about just us.

We sat on the floor and I served the food to Mandy and she sat 
submissively and took what I gave her. I left my dessert covered, sitting
on the floor between us so I could build her anticipation. The conversation
was light and we mostly just ate and smiled at each other. We sat close and
kept touching knees or a light brush of my hand against hers. It was all
very sweet and was the best first date I have had in a very long time. I
could tell by Mandy's reactions that this was probably her first date and I
had every intention of making it as special for her as I could. When we
finished eating I put the dishes on the cart and returned to where my
beautiful date was waiting for me on the floor. I uncovered the cream and
strawberries I had ordered for dessert.

"Oh my god I love strawberries!" Mandy reacted with the same childish glee
as before. She was so mature and shy one moment the next she was excited
and jumping around like most girls her age. Definitely one of a kind. I was
sad that are time together would have to be so brief. I had to head back
home next weekend and I wouldn't be back for several months. If we lived in
the same town it would gladly take her under my wing the same way I did
with Katie. It was fun teaching her all the pleasures of lesbian sex. I had
not met a girl that I was equally taken with since.

She immediately started grabbing strawberries and started to stuff them in
her mouth. I couldnt help but smile.

"No." I said with a chuckle. "Try it like this." I dipped the strawberry in
the cream and fed it to her. The entire time her eyes never left mine. She
responded with a moan of ecstacy. She blushed slightly when I grinned at
her. "See, I told you."

She dipped the next strawberry and fed it to me in turn. I bit the
strawberry and chewd it slowly as sensually as possible. My wetness was
starting to soak through to my pants and i could smell it. Normally that
situatuion might be embarrassing but I enjoyed the reason. I couldn't
remember the last timeI was so turned on and fighting it. The more I
prolongued the better it would be for the both of us.

We continued taking turns feeding each the next few strawberries until she
rubbed a little cream on the corner of my mouth. Without oa word she leaned
over to me and licked it off my face. She leaned back again with a devious
grin as if she had planned it all along. I decided to push it further by
completely missing her mouth and rubbing the cream on her neck. She cocked
her head slghtly to give me access and I graciously accepted. I put my
mouth on her neck and began kissing her. Unlike her though, I didn't stop
when the cream was done.

She gasped as my lips carressed her delicate neck and my hands went to work
moving up and down her back. She embraced me tightly in return and her
breathing began to become more labored. When we finally seperated she
leaned back in and kissed me. It was obious that she was inexperienced at
kissing but she was passionate and submissive. Hour tongues moved easily
and our hand moved freely over each others bodies. She felt my firm
uncovered breasts with relish. Her  thumbs massaged my sensitive
nipple. While mine rubbed her tight young ass.

I stood her up and removed her shirt. To my surprise, her budding breasts
were small B's which I had a hard time guessing due to her baggy shirt. I
removed her bra with practiced ease. She was blushing when I stared at her
topless body. I quickly went to work removing her pants next. Luckily, she
had taken off her shoes before we ate which made things much easier for
me. She also gave no resistance and was very compliant as I lowered her
pants to the floor. When she stepped out of her jeans I stood back up and
kissed her again. As we parted from our latest kiss; I walked her over to
the large mirror on the wall and had her turn around so she could see
herself fully in it.

"This is how beautiful you are. This is the body of a beautiful woman." As
I spoke my hands carressed her face and down her shoulders. I ran just my
finger tips around her breasts and down her tone stomach to her perfect
little pussy. She was soaking wet as I moved my fingers up and down her
teenage slit. "A body I want to make love to."

She abruptly turned around, to my face into her hands and kissed me. "I
want to make love to you too."

She pulled my camisol off without the same gentle control that I
employed. She immediately went to work suckling my breast. She may have
been inexperienced ant kissing but she was excellent and sucking tits. I
embraced her to my chest as her sneaky little hands went to work on my
pants. She spun me around until I was backed up against the dresser. "I
have read so many stories about going down on a woman and I want you to be
my first."

I was so high with endorphins I didn't have the ability to object or
consent. She had my pants and underware down in rapid succession. All I
could think of, at the time, is that I was very hapy to have shaved earlier
that morning. She just had my pants down enough to gain access to my sweet
mound. Which she attacked with ferver. I made am mental thank you for the
authors of those stories she read. Her tongue worked my clit expertly
making me moan almost immediately. She kept alternating between licking and
sucking. There was no teasing involved, it was pure work to get me
off. Which happened sooner then I would have liked. In just a matter of
minutes i was screaming and forcing her face harder into my pussy.

It took me a moment to recover from the orgasm that just ripped through my
body like an earthquake. My body was shaking and my world was spinning
around me so hard I felt like i was underwater gasping for air. While I
forced  myself back to earth Mandy continued her work on my soaking
pussy. She swirled her tongue around my slit and got every drop that leaked
from my wet slit. I didn't even realize I was still pressing her face to me
for several minutes. I released her head and picked her up so I could stand
her up. She was only slightly reluctant to pull away and stood in front of
me. Her face glistened with my cum. I kissed her and could taste myself on
her lips. I turned her around and led her to the bed. I laid her on the bed
and straddled her and continued to kiss her. She gave me complete control
and I took full advantage of her sweet young body.

I began by making love to her mouth with my experienced tongue. As our
tongues wrestled; my hand worked her petite breasts  massaging them
at first then I tweaked her nipples. She didn't respond with the amount of
vigor I was joping for though. Her nipples weren't one ofher erogenous
zones, which disappointed me greatly. I am a nipple woman. They turn me on
to no end. Both mine and my lovers. It was always my go to place whenever I
starte lovemaking and it seems I was to be denied. I would have to take the
time to discover where Mandy was most sensitive. A not too unpleasing
idea. Sadly, our time was to be short and I doubted we would ever have the
time to explore eachother fully.

Denied my breast pleasuring, I traced my finger slowly down her chest to
her belly button. My feather like touch illicited a giggle from her. My
hand didn't stop or slow down as it worked her way to her shiny
wetness. When my middle finger stroked her clit she shuddered and moaned
into my mouth. I teased her clit with a gentle touch and then backed
away. She tried to adjust her body, hoping that I would stimulate her clit
again, but she was my mercy now and I was going to savor every moment. She
would be my willing little slave. She would cum when I wanted her too.

I started to rub her slowly at first and then added pressure. She began to
pant and moan. She broke our kiss and closed her eyes to enjoy what I was
doing to her. As I moved faster and added pressure her moans got louder and
more intense. I inserted my my middle finger gently. I was careful because
I could tell her hymen was still intact. She had never been penetrated
which was obvious when she started to scream, "oh my god." I worked her wet
pussy slowly at first. I would kiss her lips occasionally but I would also
kiss her neck and occasionally I would lick and suck on her nipples. She
was completly under my control. Her orgasm was so intense that she shook so
hard and she seemed to black out for a few minutes.

When she came too, she put her head on my shoulder and we cuddled on the
bed. The evening of sexcapades were put on hold for a short time. We just
held eachother for a little while, enjoying the feel of the others
skin. Later that night she begged me to break her hymen and I did with a
dildo in the shower. I am glad to say we continued our adventures for a
short time. But that's another story...



Thank you for reading. I am working on the third story which will continue
with Mandy and a new playmate.

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