“We’re home!” I called out as my husband, Matt, closed the door behind us.
“Hey, Auntie Julia, Uncle Matt. Did you have a lovely evening?”
Zoe, the nineteen-year-old daughter of one of our neighbours, called back as she peered back toward us from her position on the couch. We had known Zoe since she was a toddler, and she had always called us Auntie Julia and Uncle Matt even though we weren’t related.
“Wonderful, thank you, sweetie. And how has everything been here?”
Zoe looked a little flushed, truth be told. Matt shot me a knowing smile at me as he helped me take my coat off.
“Yes, all okay. We watched Pitch Perfect 2 and then the girls headed off to bed. It’s been so lovely seeing them again!”
Zoe had been away at college so hadn’t seen our two little girls for a few months. She was six to seven years older than them but they had always got on so well together. So when I had mentioned to Zoe’s mum that we had a dinner out planned, it was a no-brainer for Zoe to reconnect with them and earn some babysitting money into the bargain. We had planned to be pretty late home, so had agreed that Zoe would sleep over.
Matt and I kicked off our shoes and joined Zoe in the living room. Matt settled down in an armchair whilst I joined Zoe on the couch.
I saw immediately that she was wearing a pyjama top and shorts. She had a cushion pulled close onto her lap as I sat down. I was sure that she had been playing with herself when we had come home.
I glanced over at Matt. Sure enough, he was looking right at me and nodded his head, almost imperceptibly.
But I saw it, and I understood. It was time.
Matt was my husband, my best friend, my soul mate. He was also my Master. I served him as obediently and as willingly as a lowly handmaid would her King. I had been his submissive since way before I had become his wife. We lived the lifestyle as naturally and openly as we could.
When I was alone at home, I would be naked, save for my cherished leather collar. And when we were alone together, I would serve Matt, naked, without question. Once the girls were tucked up in bed, Matt would use my body as he saw fit. Tonight, on our night out, I wore the more subtle ringed necklace that served as my ‘public’ collar and a vibrating butt plug that Matt controlled. True to form, he had been tormenting my poor ass all evening.
The look we had just exchanged concerned Zoe. For some time now we had been discussing the idea of me taking my own submissive. It was Matt’s wish that I do so, and I couldn’t have been more delighted when he had suggested it. Zoe was one of our prospective candidates and she had recently become our favourite.
Of course, if I could persuade Zoe to become my submissive, she would be Matt’s too. She would be available to him as I was. But primarily Matt wanted me to have a plaything whilst he was away on business. He was the most loving and considerate Master. I loved dear Zoe, and I dearly wanted her as my own.
Zoe had a younger sister, Krissy, who had just turned eighteen. We had discussed Krissy as an option too but felt that Zoe’s personality more readily suited a submissive role. Krissy was a bit more independent, and headstrong. Zoe was always so eager to please.
“We didn’t get the chance to chat properly before we went out, Zoe dear. I would love to hear how your first months at college have gone. Have you met any nice boys yet? Ooh, I remember my first months at college, many years ago. Mmm, I had so much fun.”
I took the cushion as I spoke, removing a potential barrier to my planned seduction. Zoe had one leg bent, her foot under her other knee, leaving her thighs apart. I could see a definite damp patch, her pussy bare under the shorts.
Zoe blushed the brightest pink I had ever seen. She shot a nervous look over at Matt.
“Well… I think that may be my cue to go and have a shower,” Matt said, pushing himself up from the armchair, laughing. “I will leave you girls to talk about whatever it is you girls talk about. I’ll mix us a nightcap when I’m done, darling.”
And with that, he was gone. I turned back to Zoe, brushed a strand of hair away from her pretty, still very pink, face, and continued.
“Honestly, sweetie, I am dying to hear about what you’ve been getting up to. I bet you have been driving those freshmen crazy. You’re such a sexy little thing!”
It was true, Zoe was an absolute cutie. She was petite – barely five feet high and about one hundred pounds – with perky 34A breasts and the cutest little ass. Her pretty-as-hell heart-shaped face was framed by sleek dark brown hair; tonight she had it tied in a cute little ponytail. But her most adorable feature had to be her big, dazzling green eyes. They gave her an air of innocence that made her all the more delicious and adorable.
“I… you promise you won’t tell Mom?” she giggled bashfully.
“My lips are sealed, hun.”
Zoe’s mom was very straight-laced, and Zoe found her unapproachable, so over the years she had come to me with questions about boys, and about the changes her body had gone through as she grew. ‘Auntie’ Julia was her friend and confidante too.
“Well, there was one boy… I mean… well, I’m not a virgin anymore,” she giggled and went closer to red than pink, “But… Well, I didn’t like it that much… Does that make me weird Auntie Julia?” She gave me a really uncertain look.
“No! Not at all, sweetie.” I leaned in, moved closer, and put a reassuring hand on her naked thigh.
Matt and I had arranged cameras in the living room so he would be able to see what Zoe and I were up to. I made sure that the two of us were sitting on the couch in the right position, to give him a good view.
“It’s not at all uncommon,” I continued, “The first time can be… underwhelming, shall we say. Especially if it’s a boy your own age. I mean, teenage boys really don’t know what they are doing.” I laughed warmly, one hand stroking her hair, the other still resting on her thigh.
“Oh good… I mean, I think I would like it, but it was just all…” she trailed off, struggling to find the words.
“… all over all too quickly?” I finished the sentence for her.
“Yes!” Zoe laughed, happy that I understood, I think. She was relaxing.
“An older man might be what you need, sweetie. Someone experienced.”
“Ooh. I don’t know Auntie Julia. I mean I don’t KNOW any older men. Not really. And I don’t know if I’d feel…”
My body tensed as I felt the vibe in my ass buzz into life. I had totally forgotten about it, but the vibrations reminded me that Matt had control over it still with his app. It was his way of letting me know he was impatient. My Master wanted me to move quicker. And what my Master wants, my Master gets.
“You know, sweetie, sometimes it takes another woman to understand what your body wants… what it needs.”
I leaned in closer still, gently rearranging Zoe’s hair, framing her beautiful young face. As I let my fingernail trail slowly down over her cheekbone and toward her soft lips, I think she could have been in little doubt of my intentions.
Sure enough, she bit her lip as she looked up at me. She wasn’t moving, not trying to get away, so I knew she was willing to see what might happen next.
I made my move, slipping a hand between her legs, gently cupping her mound through those pyjama shorts as I kissed her on the lips, biting on her lower lip gently. The crotch of her shorts was moist and I could feel the heat of her pussy as I gently pressed my fingers against her. My middle finger pushed the damp fabric into the crease of her sex.
I kissed her again, this time my tongue snaking in between her lips and finding hers. As I felt her body relax and melt into mine, I kissed her harder. My fingers moved inside the loose leg of her shorts and found her bare, wet pussy. I slipped a finger inside, not wanting to waste this moment. She let out a long moan as I kissed her neck, pressing my full firm breasts against her younger, smaller ones.
My finger pushed in deeper. She was so tight and I couldn’t help but think how much my Master would enjoy that vice-like grip on his wonderful shaft, but she was so very wet, and my finger slid all the way in quite easily. I curled my finger back and soon found her g-spot with its tip. Her chest was heaving as she panted under my attentions.
“You see, sweetie, an older woman like me knows just where to touch you, how to please you.”
“Her big green eyes had never been so beautiful as they were now, staring into my own, pleading with me.
I took Zoe’s hands, pulled them together and held them up above her head. Her pyjama top rose up, exposing her cute little belly button.
I slowly extracted my finger from her tight pussy and began to undo the buttons of her top.
Zoe looked at me, wide-eyed and open-mouthed as I popped one button, then another.
“D… don’t,” she mumbled nervously.
“Don’t what, Zoe?” I whispered as my fingers paused on the third button. There were five on her top; undoing this middle one would expose her perky little breasts.
“D…don’t,” she said again.
“Don’t stop? Is that what you mean, sweetie?”
I was staring intently into her eyes, knowing I was winning her over. She gulped and nodded, her eyes not leaving mine.
“Mmm. Then say it for me,” I said calmly, my fingers twisting the button a little.
“Don’t… don’t stop.”
“Don’t stop… what?”
“Don’t stop, please Auntie Julia.”
“Good girl. I won’t stop, trust me.”
My fingers popped that third button, then the fourth and fifth. Her top fell open, exposing her perfect little breasts with their swollen nipples.
My fingers slipped back down to the front of her shorts. Oh my! They were positively soaked now. My middle finger found her smooth pussy lips and parted them easily again. Her soft insides sucked on my digit as it slid inside.
Zoe’s eyes rolled back in her head as my finger slipped inside her again. I dipped my head and flicked a nipple with the tip of my tongue. My niece let out a long, loud groan as my tongue made contact, her back arching as her body instinctively pushed itself against my mouth. I took that aching bud in my mouth and bit gently, my teeth holding on as I moved my head back, stretching it a little before letting go.
“Ohhhhh…”
I felt her juices run over my knuckles as she came on my finger. Her body shuddered and shook as she lost herself in her orgasm. My finger skilfully rubbed at her sensitive spot, making her cum last.
I let go of Zoe’s hands and pulled my finger out. I sucked on it, tasting her sweet, warm cum. Zoe was floating, her eyes closed as her cum kept flowing through her, subsiding now though.
I stripped as I watched her recover slowly, taking off my skirt and underwear, leaving myself naked but for my open blouse. I pulled off Zoe’s pyjama shorts and slipped off her top, leaving her completely naked.
I had been taught well by my Master over the years and I knew instinctively how to dominate this young girl. Naked now and feeling exposed and vulnerable, she naturally sought reassurance and refuge. This I offered with my open legs, my hands reaching out, welcoming her in. As she crawled tentatively across the couch, I took hold of her ponytail and directed her face towards my pussy, encouraging her with soft tones.
Her big puppy dog eyes looked up at me as her nose nudged my naked sex.
“Time to pleasure your Mistress, Zoe.”
Matt’s words startled me almost as much as they startled my niece. He stood over us both, smiling. Naked but for his boxers, his toned body tanned and taut.
“Unc… Uncle Matt… I… I…” she stuttered, looking up.
For a split second, I worried that his appearance had broken the spell I had so carefully spun. That Zoe would panic and flee. But I chided myself immediately for not trusting him.
“Be calm kitten. You are safe with your Auntie Julia. Show her now how much you love her.”
His hand guided her head back down between my thighs and I spread myself open for Zoe’s mouth.
We hadn’t discussed our plan, beyond me seducing Zoe. I guess her crawling between my legs naked with her nose on my bare pussy constituted seduction.
“Taste your Mistress’s nectar, kitten,” Matt was saying as he held the back of her head firmly but gently with his large hand.
I shuddered as I felt Zoe’s tongue lick tentatively at my pussy lips. This would be her first time tasting a woman and she was understandably nervous.
“Kneel with your butt in the air, kitten,” Matt was saying, moving her gently into a submissive position.
I whispered encouragement to Zoe as she licked, telling her what a good job she was doing, cradling her little head in my hands.
“Hands behind your back now. Good girl, that’s the way.”
I was so pleased now that Matt had arrived when he did. I would have simply had Zoe eat me out, would have probably succumbed to wanting to taste her too, and ended up in a passionate sixty-nine. Matt was so much more considered, training her from the get-go to serve.
So she dutifully lapped at my throbbing cunt as Matt oversaw everything. He stroked Zoe’s hair, and mine too as he spoke softly to her.
“There’s no hurry kitten, take your time. Savour the taste of your Mistress now, learn what she likes from her responses.”
Matt knew exactly what I liked and could keep me on the brink of orgasm for hours on end, but he wasn’t instructing Zoe what to do, just letting her find her own way. Then, when he was satisfied that she was licking me faithfully and diligently, he moved over to where my head was hanging over the arm of the couch, my breathing getting heavier as young Zoe worked away at my clit with her eager little tongue.
He stepped out of his boxers and let his wonderful cock, the object of all my desires, spring free. Zoe looked up briefly as she saw his full and thick eight inches bouncing inches away from her face. Matt smiled at her but all his attention was on me. He pushed that fat cock in my face and I hungrily licked at it as Zoe resumed licking. She was getting better at teasing my clit and I was so close to cumming. I was moaning into Matt’s heavy balls as he rubbed that cock all over my face.
“Make your Mistress cum, now, kitten,” Matt said as he stroked the back of Zoe’s head. Hearing those words sent me over the edge and I was suddenly gushing into Zoe’s face as she continued licking. I grabbed her ponytail and pulled her face into me as I sprayed and spurted all over her.
As I recovered, I realised that Matt was standing next to Zoe, his fingers probing her ass and cunt. Zoe was moaning into my soaking wet pussy as he did so, her hands still clasped obediently behind her back. I looked up and smiled weakly at Matt as he expertly brought our new young sub to her second, shattering orgasm of the night. Zoe was great, keeping her submissive stance as best she could all the way through her cum.
As she finally collapsed between my legs, Matt scooped her little naked body up in his strong arms and carried her upstairs. I followed him and then between us, we tucked Zoe up in her bed in the guest room. I kissed her forehead tenderly and she looked up at me sleepily, smiling. I knew then that Zoe was going to be a wonderful little plaything for the two of us.
