Page 10 of Jaded
“Yes, Mistress.”
I gave her a quick kiss, then licked my way down her neck until I reached her breasts. I knew her nipples had to be sore from the clamps, but I couldn’t resist teasing them a little. I closed my lips around one and Kristina arched her back, silently willing me to take more, but kept her hands up as instructed. I teased the tip with my tongue, adding just enough suction to keep her attention.
After I’d had my fill of both breasts, I kissed my way down her body, occasionally giving her more little bites to keep her guessing.
When I reached her pussy, I pushed one of her legs up onto the back of the couch and shifted the other onto the floor, opening her wide. I studied her pussy like it was a map.
Kristina was dripping wet. I gave her clit a sharp smack, making her cry out.
“I think you enjoyed your punishment a little too much, little girl. Maybe I went too easy on you.”
“It was going down on you, Mistress,” she said quietly, meeting my gaze. “It turned me on. A lot.”
Her answer thrilled me. I’d be dreaming about that orgasm she gave me for a long time. Hopefully it was the first of many.
“Have you ever been with a woman before?” I asked curiously.
She had seemed tentative at first, almost like she was learning as she went along, but then her movements had grown bolder. I didn’t normally ask the people I played with personal questions, but with this woman, I wanted to know everything.
I leaned down and bit the sensitive skin of her inner thigh while I waited for an answer.
“I’ve kissed women before,” she answered breathlessly. “And one time a woman touched my breasts. But I’ve never had sex with a woman, Mistress.”
“Good.”
I felt a primal sense of satisfaction knowing that I’d be the first woman to touch this sweet little pussy, although I didn’t want to analyze that too closely. I cupped it with my hand, giving it a little squeeze.
“I’m going to play with your pussy, but you can’t come until I give you permission, do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I began with my hand, stroking the pads of my fingers over the external part of her pussy. She was smooth and soft. Slowly I slid one finger in between her labia, stroking up and down the length of her channel over and over again, spreading her moisture. She moaned softly, her hips punching up to get closer.
After teasing her for a few minutes, I scooted down between her legs. Lowering my head, I followed the same trail with my tongue, licking her firmly from right above her asshole to her clit. She tasted sweet and tangy. She tasted like mine.
Tilting my head, I sucked one of her labia into my mouth – at least as much as I could get in there – and closed my jaw, pinching her gently. She shuddered. I kissed my way up to her apex, then repeated my gentle bite on the other side.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I slid my tongue into her opening and began fucking her with it. My pussy was gushing, despite my recent orgasm.
Kristina rocked her hips urgently against my face. When I looked up from between her legs, her eyes were closed, and her lips were rolled in like she was trying to keep from crying out. Her hands were still pressed firmly against the arm of the couch.
I renewed my efforts, roughly sliding my tongue in and out until she was quivering with need.
“Don’t come yet,” I reminded her.
“Yes, Mistress.”
Someday I’d edge this woman for hours. Until she was sobbing with need and begging to come. But we didn’t have a lot of time left in the playroom, and I wanted to see her come more than I wanted to take my next breath.
I licked up her channel and began tapping at her clit with the tip of my tongue. Her fingers flexed against the couch arm, and she made the sweetest little whimpering noises as she struggled to maintain control.
I slid my finger into her opening, and then a second one, scissoring my fingers apart to stretch her opening. Her breath stuttered in her chest as I began finger fucking her with rough strokes while I continued to tease her clit.
Her inner muscles seized, telling me she was close again, and I removed my fingers. She made a soft sound of frustration, and I slapped her clit sharply, making her cry out.
“Do you want to come now, girl?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
