the sides of her shirt and pulling them up over her head, then reaching behind her to unclasp her bra, exposing her breasts.
“Touch them,” she said. “You wanted to touch breasts before. Touch them in any way you want. I’m not sensitive.”
I reached both hands out and cupped her breasts. They were soft, but firm, nipples standing erect at my touch.
“Can I lick them?” I asked.
Her smile was sweet, warm even. “You can do anything you want.”
I leaned down, licking the nipple at first, then damn near French kissing them, sucking easily as I retreated. I could have done it for hours, but I was eager to discover what else there was.
She reached behind me, unzipping my skirt and sliding it, along with my panties to the floor. Immediately, I became shy. She removed her pants and we stood there admiring each other’s naked bodies.
“Lay on the bed,” she said.
I complied and she followed, lying next to me.
Her fingers wandered along my thigh to the area around my ribcage. I yearned for more, but was I ready for a sexual encounter with a woman, let alone a woman who was my subordinate? There were laws protecting her. There were none protecting me.
“Now we have two options here. Either I can please you, then walk you through pleasing me, or, I can teach you first then blow your mind. It’s up to you.”
“I have no idea what to do, or how to start,” I admitted. I would have hesitated if it weren’t for the fact that she was the first one to touch me in ages.
She scooted closer, gently pushing me on my back. She hooked her right foot under my left leg, opening me. Softly and slowly, she rolled atop of me, knees resting her weight on the bed between my legs. Olivia eased her body on top of mine moving slightly up and down so that our breasts and pubic areas gently rubbed against each other.
My pulse rate increased as did my breathing. I reached down and caressed her bottom, pulling her into me. She licked and kissed my neck and traveled down, pausing to devour my breasts. She licked and sucked each nipple, gently squeezing my breasts. She expertly kissed her way to my pelvic area.
I was eager for her to get to the destination she had in mind. She kissed my inner thigh as her fingers taunted my clitoris. Already close to leaping off the bed, I tilted my pelvis.
“Oh please,” I cooed.
“Please, what?” she asked.
“DO something.” I begged.
“What do you want me to do?”
I didn’t know how to say it. I wanted her tongue on my clit. I wanted to feel her moist warm mouth on my pussy.
“Do you want me to eat this sweet little pussy?” she asked as she slid a finger inside me.
“Please, yes. Yes, please eat my pussy.” I wanted to die. Words like that had never escaped my lips before. But my hips betrayed me as they tilted my wet begging pussy toward her pouty lips. Just fucking do it already!
She obliged. First I only felt warmth on my begging clit. I leaned my head back and grasped the sheets of my bed.
I felt her heavenly tongue pressing down on me. My back arched and released as I pushed my pelvic bone firmly on her beautiful mouth. My tits became firmer, standing at attention and I grabbed them to contain their excitement.
I couldn’t catch my breath as the moaning escaped me. Her mouth felt so wonderful on my pussy I thought I could pass out from pleasure. Then, she gently stuck one finger, then two inside my pussy. It was already dripping wet with excitement, making her entry easy.
It had been so long since I had been touched by anyone, and never before had someone made such a valiant effort to please me. My mind went numb as I could only focus on the warm, firm pulsations coming from her skilled tongue. I felt the pressure building and I knew I would soon be done. I wanted to hold it, to wait, to continue to feel the way I felt. My legs
“Touch them,” she said. “You wanted to touch breasts before. Touch them in any way you want. I’m not sensitive.”
I reached both hands out and cupped her breasts. They were soft, but firm, nipples standing erect at my touch.
“Can I lick them?” I asked.
Her smile was sweet, warm even. “You can do anything you want.”
I leaned down, licking the nipple at first, then damn near French kissing them, sucking easily as I retreated. I could have done it for hours, but I was eager to discover what else there was.
She reached behind me, unzipping my skirt and sliding it, along with my panties to the floor. Immediately, I became shy. She removed her pants and we stood there admiring each other’s naked bodies.
“Lay on the bed,” she said.
I complied and she followed, lying next to me.
Her fingers wandered along my thigh to the area around my ribcage. I yearned for more, but was I ready for a sexual encounter with a woman, let alone a woman who was my subordinate? There were laws protecting her. There were none protecting me.
“Now we have two options here. Either I can please you, then walk you through pleasing me, or, I can teach you first then blow your mind. It’s up to you.”
“I have no idea what to do, or how to start,” I admitted. I would have hesitated if it weren’t for the fact that she was the first one to touch me in ages.
She scooted closer, gently pushing me on my back. She hooked her right foot under my left leg, opening me. Softly and slowly, she rolled atop of me, knees resting her weight on the bed between my legs. Olivia eased her body on top of mine moving slightly up and down so that our breasts and pubic areas gently rubbed against each other.
My pulse rate increased as did my breathing. I reached down and caressed her bottom, pulling her into me. She licked and kissed my neck and traveled down, pausing to devour my breasts. She licked and sucked each nipple, gently squeezing my breasts. She expertly kissed her way to my pelvic area.
I was eager for her to get to the destination she had in mind. She kissed my inner thigh as her fingers taunted my clitoris. Already close to leaping off the bed, I tilted my pelvis.
“Oh please,” I cooed.
“Please, what?” she asked.
“DO something.” I begged.
“What do you want me to do?”
I didn’t know how to say it. I wanted her tongue on my clit. I wanted to feel her moist warm mouth on my pussy.
“Do you want me to eat this sweet little pussy?” she asked as she slid a finger inside me.
“Please, yes. Yes, please eat my pussy.” I wanted to die. Words like that had never escaped my lips before. But my hips betrayed me as they tilted my wet begging pussy toward her pouty lips. Just fucking do it already!
She obliged. First I only felt warmth on my begging clit. I leaned my head back and grasped the sheets of my bed.
I felt her heavenly tongue pressing down on me. My back arched and released as I pushed my pelvic bone firmly on her beautiful mouth. My tits became firmer, standing at attention and I grabbed them to contain their excitement.
I couldn’t catch my breath as the moaning escaped me. Her mouth felt so wonderful on my pussy I thought I could pass out from pleasure. Then, she gently stuck one finger, then two inside my pussy. It was already dripping wet with excitement, making her entry easy.
It had been so long since I had been touched by anyone, and never before had someone made such a valiant effort to please me. My mind went numb as I could only focus on the warm, firm pulsations coming from her skilled tongue. I felt the pressure building and I knew I would soon be done. I wanted to hold it, to wait, to continue to feel the way I felt. My legs
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