Unspoken Pleasure

“Jenny, I know exactly what you need,” I told her gently, “even if you don’t. You are submissive and a people pleaser, as your naughty story clearly demonstrates. You want to explore your sexuality but don’t even know where to start. I’m here to help and guide you, honey.”

Jenny looked directly into my eyes. I smiled. She looked tentative, yet I knew she had already made up her mind.

“If you wish me to Jenny, I will teach you how to be a good submissive pet and thus how to pleasure a woman properly and in return be pleasured thoroughly yourself,” I continued, my finger now deep inside her, just lingering in her warmth.

“Please,” she whispered.

“Please what?” I asked, my mouth close to her ear.

“Please, don’t stop,” she again whispered, such words difficult for her to say.

“Please don’t stop what?” I pressured, pushing her deeper into admitting her desires and needs. I encouraged further responses by moving my finger ever so slowly inside her.

“P-p-please, don’t stop fingering me,” she elaborated, her breathing getting heavier.

“Do you want to come?” I asked, nibbling on her earlobe.

“God, yes,” she moaned.

“Then I need to make something very clear, my dear,” I whispered, my tongue darting in and out of her ear.

“Whaaaat?” she asked, distracted by my finger in her pussy and my tongue in her ear.

“If you wish, we will make love today. I will take you to levels of euphoria you have so far only imagined. You will taste your first pussy and I will fuck you,” I explained. Suddenly I wondered if she was a virgin. I asked her, “Jenny, are you a virgin?”From NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes,” she admitted, as if such a declaration was admitting something shameful.

“It’s ok, Jenny,” I soothed. “That’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re uncertain about your sexuality, and tonight I will help you discover and confirm your true sexuality.”

“Kkkkkk,” she whimpered, my finger causing her great pleasure but also great need, a constant teasing distraction, but also a goad.

“But I need to warn you: if you submit to me tonight, I will expect you to become my permanent submissive. If you surrender to me, you must henceforward obey every order I give without hesitation, and I do not tolerate disobedience. I know what you need and how to provide what you crave, but in return I expect unconditional loyalty,” I explained, my finger touching, ever so briefly, her g-spot. Her legs trembled and I added, knowing her true submissive nature was taking over, “If you do not wish to submit to me, if you are not ready to agree to my terms, you may leave. We will pretend this never happened, I will still pay you double for tonight as promised and you will be free to continue to babysit Max if you’re comfortable doing so knowing what you now know.”

Her mind was clearly processing all my terms and all the things I was doing to her body. If there was an internal struggle between good girl Jenny and sexually curious Jenny, it was a brief one.

Going for broke, confident I was reading her correctly, I released her and backed up a few feet to say, “My dear sweet Jenny, it is time for you to decide. If you wish for me to become your Mistress, you simply need to undress for me.”

Jenny’s eyes never left mine as she began to obey my order instantly by reaching for a button and slowly beginning to unbutton her blouse. Her hands were trembling slightly as she tossed the blouse on the floor. Her small, perky breasts peeked out from her white lace bra.

“You are very beautiful, Jenny,” I encouraged. “Please remove the skirt.”

Jenny obeyed, sliding the skirt down her stocking-clad legs. She was then standing in front of me in her bra, white panties and mocha thigh highs. I looked down and saw her toenails were painted purple while her lipstick was light pink… but never mind fashion nuances for now. Overall, she looked so adorable, and good enough to eat!

I stepped back to her and as my hands grasped her shoulders, she was shivering. She looked pleadingly into my eyes, silently begging for me to pleasure her. I moved in for a soft kiss, just brushing her tender lips. I then moved to an ear. I nibbled on her earlobe, my hot breath flowing into her ear. She quivered and let out a soft moan. I then whispered, “Jenny…”

She whispered back, almost inaudibly, “Yes?”

“… are you ready?”

“Yes.”

I moved down her neck, trailing gentle soft kisses. When my kisses reached her breasts, I unhooked her bra, allowing it to fall to the carpet. I licked, nibbled and sucked on her perky, firm breasts. I teased her nipples; I splattered her with butterfly kisses. Her breathing again increased from her desire. My tongue slid down her belly. I reached her panties and slowly, seductively, drew them down until they fell around her ankles. Requiring no urging, she stepped out of them. The ripe young lesbian-to-be now stood before me naked except for a pair of thigh-high stockings. Kneeling, I gave her one gentle lick across her freshly trimmed pussy and allowed my tongue to roam down her left leg. I lifted her foot to my mouth and through the transparent silky fabric of her stocking, took each delicate toe into my mouth. Her breathing became heavier, more laboured. I moved back up to her delicious pussy and gave her one more long, wide lick, before gliding down her right leg and replicating my toe-sucking on that foot. I moved up, kissing behind her knee, her mid-thigh, around to her clit, up her belly and then to her lips. She eagerly kissed me back, moaning into my mouth with a new, determined hunger.

I broke the kiss, took her hand and without a word from either of us, led her to my bedroom as she followed pliantly. I lay her on my bed and kissed her again. Our tongues twisted and turned, danced and twirled. I moved back down to her special place and asked, “Does my dear pet want her pussy licked?”

“Yes please,” she moaned.

“Tell me what you want, my pet,” I purred, my breath hot on her pussy.

“I want you to lick me,” she moaned.

“Where?” I asked, again pushing her to say the words.

“My pussy, please lick my pussy, Megan,” she pleaded, an intense desperation in her voice, which was adorably sexy.

“Good girl,” I purred and leaned forward to lick her virgin pussy. Her nectar was so sweet and she was already dripping wet. I knew her first orgasm would come quickly as her moans told me she was already close to a major stress release. I licked her with long, wide strokes and her moaning increased. I could tell her orgasm was imminent so I grasped her swollen clit between my lips and sucked it in.

She screamed, “Oooooooo myyyyyyyyyy gaawwd!”

Her orgasm quaked through her and the shy, reserved babysitter came sexually alive. As she writhed and screamed from her first intense orgasm, I continued pleasing her, already attempting to build a second orgasm in my new pet even as the first hadn’t yet subsided. I continued licking, sucking and nibbling her clit, while I slid a finger inside her warm hole and pumped it in and out. Jenny was screaming, “Oh my god, don’t stop, yes, yes, it feels so good!”

I continued to heat her up, getting her revved for more, stoking her need for another climax, but after a few more minutes of licking and fingering, I suddenly stood up, abandoning her to her unreleased urges.

She whimpered, “Noooooo!”

“Get on all fours,” I ordered, adding, “and don’t you dare touch your cunt, is that understood?”

“Kkkk,” she moaned, obeying the order even though she was desperate to come again.