In Part One of my story I related how I became intimate with an eighteen year old college freshman. As a recap, I’ll begin Chapter Two with the last few paragraphs from the previous chapter:
As we hugged in the afterglow I asked Susan which aspect of our lovemaking she liked best.
“All of it. I loved when you shaved me. When you sat on my face I almost came right then and there.”
“You liked me sitting on your face?”
“I loved it. Then you rubbed yourself all over my face. That was so sexy.” She hesitated. “I like the way you take control,” she revealed with a shy smile. Between the facial and my prodigious orgasm, her face was a beautiful mess.
She continued. “I loved that little pussy spanking you gave me. And when you masturbated in my face, well, I had no idea how sexy it is to have a woman do that.”
“You have a submissive side,” I concluded.
“I guess I do.”
“We’re going to explore that submissive side of yours,” I promised.
The next night I was with my boyfriend. I was still so wild thinking about my time with Susan that we did it in every position known to womankind. Three times.
“I’m not complaining, but what has gotten into you? I’ve never seen you like this. You wore me out.”
“I missed you all week,” I fibbed.
I had absolutely no intention of telling him about my young girlfriend and my exploits with her. My kinky side would remain a secret.
~~~
As Susan became more comfortable in our lovemaking, she became more adventuresome and sought to experiment with new positions. After shaving her smooth one evening, she took my hand and dragged me to my bed. We were naked and kneeling on the mattress kissing. Susan had an idea.
“Squeeze your boobs together,” she instructed.
“Like this?”
“Yes. Now rotate your torso side to side.” I rotated about thirty degrees to each side and repeated.
“Perfect,” Susan said and lowered her face, and extended her tongue. She situated herself so my nipples would brush her waiting tongue as I turned.
“How’s that?” she asked.
“I like it,” I replied as I waved my boobs in her face. This would be nice to do with my boyfriend, too.
Susan licked my nipples a while longer and then had another idea. “I want to try something else,” she announced.
Susan laid me down, mounted me, and lifted my right leg. Scissoring me, she rubbed herself into me. After some seconds she stopped.
“Wait,” she said, dismounting. She grabbed a pillow.
“Lift up your butt,” she instructed. I did and she slid a pillow under me. She mounted me again and we rubbed together. Her adorable face expressed dissatisfaction. She grabbed the other pillow.
“Lift your cute butt up again,” she instructed. She slid the other pillow underneath me. Remounting me, she positioned herself and pressed into me.
She was pleased. “That’s better. Do you like this, Diana?” she asked, holding my right foot against her cheek as she bumped me.
I moved my gaze from her happy face, past her bouncing boobs, down her tight tummy, to see our vaginas kissing each other.
“Yes. It’s very pretty and very sexy.”
“It is,” she agreed, staring at our coupling.
“Where did you learn this, you naughty girl?”
“My friend. She had a video.”
“She must want to do this with you.”
“Too late. You’re the first.”
Susan continued grinding with increased vigor. She reached down and pulled up, exposing her clitoris.
“Take out your clit, Diana,” she ordered. I lifted my hood and she adjusted her position, causing our swollen nubs to rub.
After a minute of polishing our clitorises on each other’s, Susan released a furious orgasm, taking my toes in her mouth as she did. She continued to grind as she drenched me with orgasmic fluid. As her orgasm reached a crescendo she let out a yelp. She slowed her pace and soon froze, our vaginas locked, and our juices commingled.
She calmed down and fell on top of me. I slid my finger up her slippery slit and put it in her mouth.
“Savory,” she panted. I fingered her slit again and tasted our cocktail of feminine juices.
“Savory,” I agreed, caressing her as she settled.
Susan enjoyed her newly-found position and deemed more practice necessary. We bumped twice more that weekend, once with her on top again, and once with me in command. Her finishes were equally intense.
~~~
I had allowed Susan her discovery of bumping pussies but I wanted to get back to exploring her submissive side. To that end, I stopped in an adult store and bought some see-through teddys and quarter-cup bras. I spied a nice collar and leash and bought those, too.
At Susan’s next visit, I shaved her and then showed her the bras and teddy. Her eyes lit up and she immediately modeled them. Her perfect body filled the teddy exquisitely and the quarter-cup push-up bra put her young breasts and nipples on display.
“Nice tits,” I said, taking them in my hands and kissing her.
“Thank you for these,” she replied, gesturing toward her skimpy garments.
“The crotch unsnaps. I’ll show you how,” I said, and led her to my bed.
I laid her down and unsnapped her. I toyed with her smooth eighteen-year-old pussy by stretching it this way and that and tugging on her labia. I gave a few kisses and then dragged my tongue up her wet slot.
Two of the joys of making love with Susan were the ease with which I could bring her to orgasm, and their potency. She didn’t disappoint; a few passionate licks and she came with intensity. I tended to her as she calmed and then straddled her to kiss her. She pulled me forward by my ass.
“Come up here, pretty lady.”
I played dumb. “Up where?”
She motioned toward her face.
“You want me to sit on your face?”
“Please do!” she exclaimed.
“Alright. Only because you asked nicely.”
I moved up and planted my pussy on Susan’s waiting tongue. She went straight to work. I pulled my feet under me so I was sitting on her with my full weight. I reached back and toyed with her wet vagina, giving her a few light spanks.
“Ooh, I like that,” Susan cooed.
“You do? You naughty girl. Pull yourself open.”
“Yes, ma’am,” she enthused. Susan reached down and pulled herself wide. I gave some light pats, my fingers slapping against her saturated lips.
“Show me your clit,” I instructed.
Susan obeyed and I gave her clit a light spanking.
“You be a good girl and make me come,” I instructed as I spanked her pussy.
“Yes, ma’am,” Susan repeated.
“You want me to come in your mouth?”
“Oh, please do,” she pleaded.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Please come in my mouth,” she implored.
Susan’s begging was all it took; I soon released a moaning orgasm.
~~~
Susan had passed her initial submissive training with flying colors. She followed my all instructions and worked hard to please me. I had forbidden her to shave herself; only I would shave her. Susan wanted to keep a landing strip but I overruled her; I would keep her pussy totally bald. She understood that I needed a man’s touch too and encouraged me to spend nights with my boyfriend. Susan was primed for more. I readied her collar.
At Susan’s next visit, I took her training further. After shaving her I had her wear her teddy and quarter-cup bra. The teddy hugged her curves and the bra lifted and displayed her abundant bust. She was gorgeous.
“I have something else for you to wear,” I informed her.
I took out her collar and put it around her neck. We stood before the mirror.
“Look how beautiful.”
Susan turned slightly to take in her new look.
“This goes with it,” I said as I produced her leash and clipped it on her collar.
“How do you like it?”
“I like it,” she concluded, nodding her approval.
“Let’s make love.”
I ordered Susan onto the bed and went straight to violating her. She was already wet.
“You like your collar and leash,” I observed.
“It’s a turn-on.”
I spun around into the sixty-nine position, leaned forward, and toyed with Susan’s pussy.
“Nice pussy. Does she need anything?”
“Yes, ma’am. She’s a bad girl. She needs to be spanked.”
“She does? Pull her open for me, Susan.” Susan obeyed.
“Good pet,” I said as I administered a few light slaps to her sopping vagina.
Susan kept her face in my wetness and I switched to lightly slapping her smooth vagina with the end of her leash.
“We don’t want to neglect your clit, do we?”
“No,” Susan muffled.
“Then show me your clit,” I said. Susan complied.
I gave it a few light taps with the leash.
“Good girl. Good pussy.”
Susan’s orgasm was violent. She twisted as I held her leash. I inserted two fingers in her to hold her as steady as possible. I allowed her no time to recover.
“Now it’s my turn,” I said. I spun back around and sat on her face. I began tickling myself.
“Stick out your tongue.” Susan did and I slid onto it.
“I’m going to masturbate onto your tongue.”
I rubbed my clitoris and was soon near.
“Open wide,” I admonished.
After undressing Susan, shaving her, collaring her, spanking her pussy, and now masturbating on her tongue, my orgasm came quickly. It was huge.
I finally calmed down and rolled off. We lay in the afterglow, Susan still on her leash.
“That was so sensual. I loved you squatting on my face,” Susan purred.
“Anything else?”
“The spanking, of course. That is so sexy.”
“Then I’m going to spank you more often,” I promised.
~~~
One day Susan forgot her tablet at my house. I opened it to find her logged in to an adult stories website. I browsed through her profile and discovered the following:
“Mistress Diana took possession of me and made me her pet. I am honored that she selected me to be her kitten. Mistress Diana has taught me how to please her and I work very hard to be a worthy pet. I am allowed to wear my collar only in her presence. I adore my Mistress from head to toe.
Mistress Diana has total control of my body and she knows what’s best for me. I am her property. I love my Mistress and I am here to please her every whim.”
I was somewhat taken aback to discover that I was a Mistress. But Susan enjoyed our play and if she needed me to be her Mistress I would fulfill her desire.
Susan texted me on Friday informing me that her last class was canceled. “Can I come over early?” she asked.
“Of course,” I replied.
“I’m so glad it’s Friday,” she said upon arriving. “I’ve been thinking of you all day, Diana.”
“You have? Why?”
“I need some loving. And I need you.”
“Then I’m going to give you what you need,” I assured her. “First let’s get you out of these clothes.”
I stripped her naked and stood before her. Squeezing her tits and pressing my lips to hers, I looked into her eyes and informed her, “I’m going to put you on your leash and shave your pussy.”
“I’ve been looking forward to that all week,” she said with relief.
I retrieved her collar and my shaving apparatus.
“Hold up your hair.” Susan lifted her lush red hair.
I placed her collar around her neck and attached her leash.
She exhaled. “Ah, I feel better already,” she said with contentment.
Susan was talkative and wanted to tell me about her week. I toyed with her tits, pressing my thumbs on her nipples and giving her gentle squeezes as she spoke. After ten minutes of enjoying her generous endowment, I ordered Susan to take her position on the kitchen island.
“Did I leave my tablet here?” she asked as I shaved her mound.
“You did. You were still logged on to a story site. I saw what you wrote on your profile page,” I said, moving to her labia.
“You saw that?”
“Was I not supposed to?”
“I wasn’t sure you would understand my feelings.”
“I understand your feelings completely. You enjoy submitting to me with total confidence that you are loved and you are safe.”
“Exactly. I love giving myself to you. You have an innate sense of what I need. You’re the perfect lover.
I’m so lucky to have you as my Mistress.”
“I love having you as my pet. The intimacy we share is beautiful.”
“It is. The things you do to me drive me wild.”
“I have some more ideas about what I’m going to do to you.”
“I can’t wait.”
“Open wide,” I instructed. “I want you smooth.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I gave her an approving smile and patted her vagina. “Good girl.”
“Mistress, can I keep a small triangle of hair on my mound pointing down? It won’t be in your way.”
“No, Susan. We’ve discussed this before.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress.”
“That’s better. I’m going to keep your vagina the way I like it: totally smooth,” I asserted.
“My vagina is yours, Mistress Diana. Keep her the way you like her.”
I finished my work, and pinching her lips together, I tugged on her pussy. “Has this kitty ever had a man?”
“A boy is more like it. He didn’t know what he was doing and always finished too soon. He was selfish. He never heard of ‘ladies first.’”
“Men. They need so much coaching. But now you have me.”
“I lucked out,” she declared. So did I.
“Let’s go to the couch,” I suggested.
I had Susan lay down and undressed myself. I moved to mount her and began to kick off my heels.
“No! Keep your heels on,” Susan cried. “You’re so sexy in heels.” I kept them on.
“Squeeze your tits together,” I said, mounting her.
“Yes, Mistress Diana.”
“Nice tits,” I said as I rubbed myself on her two round globes.
“Can I please have one of your special facials too, Mistress?” Susan asked. I held Susan by her hair and rubbed my pussy all over her face.
“Thank you, Mistress. I needed that. Best perfume I’ve ever worn.”
I got an idea. I rose and got Susan’s phone from her pocketbook. I took her lipstick too. I returned to the couch and mounted her in reverse.
“Open wide for me,” I instructed. Susan pulled herself open and I rewarded her with a kiss. I then rubbed her lipstick lengthwise along her slit.
“Now show me your clit.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Good girl.”
I inserted her lipstick an inch into her and used her phone to spank her clitoris.
“Good girl, good pussy,” I said as I spanked her swollen nub. I rubbed her phone all over my own pussy before giving her a few more spanks.
It didn’t take either of us long; we shared simultaneous, robust orgasms. I dismounted and lay on top of her. We kissed. Susan’s face was a sticky mess.
“Thank you!” Susan gushed.
“For what?”
“For all of it. For shaving me and the facial.”
I gave each of her tits a kiss and her luscious vagina a quick lick. I stood.
“Let’s go out to dinner,” I announced. “My treat.”
We dressed. Susan fixed her face and we departed.
~~~
We took a booth at a local Italian restaurant. We ordered and as we waited for the food we talked about Susan’s classes. She was academically gifted and worked hard. Her grades proved it.
“It’s a lot of bookwork, but it’s not that difficult,” she explained to me as she applied some lipstick.
“Hi, Susan.” We turned to see a handsome young man approaching our booth. “It’s nice to see you.”
“Hi, Anthony,” Susan replied nonchalantly.
“I’ve never seen you here before.”
“I’ve never been here before.”
She turned to me. “Diana, this is Anthony. Anthony is in a few of my classes. Anthony, this is my friend Diana.”
He extended a hand. “Pleased to meet you, Diana.”
I extended mine. “Pleased to meet you, Anthony.”
Anthony addressed Susan courteously. He was friendly and there was a sincerity about him. He was a gentleman and I took an instant liking to him. It was obvious he had a crush on Susan. It was just as obvious she didn’t have a crush back.
“You look nice, Susan. I like your lipstick.” She was still holding the lipstick I had inserted in her vagina not an hour ago.
“Thank you.”
He made some small talk and then announced, “I’m here with a friend. Would you ladies care to join us?”
I almost blurted out “Sure!” but Susan was quicker.
“It’s a girl’s night out. We’re talking girl talk. We wouldn’t be good company.”
“I understand,” Anthony replied in defeat. He lingered, chatting a while before leaving.
“I hope to see you here again, Susan. Nice meeting you Ms. Diana.”
“Nice meeting you too, Anthony.” He eased away back to his friend.
As we ate I exchanged some glances with Anthony and his friend across the restaurant. They were cute guys. When it came time to leave I wanted to bid them good night but Susan held me back. We arrived back home and I brought up the subject of Anthony.
“He seems nice. And he likes you.”
“He has asked me out, but I said no.”
“Why?”
“I have you, Diana. You know what I need and you satisfy me completely.”
“You can have a boyfriend also, Susan.”
“It would be different. I like our relationship the way it is. I want to be only yours. I want to be pure for you, Diana. No boy touching me.”
“But I have a boyfriend.”
“I like that. It makes me feel special that you already have a sex life but keep me as your toy.”
“You know you’re much more than a toy to me, Susan. You’re my best friend and I love you.”
“I love you too, Diana. You made me a woman. But I still like the fact that you have a boyfriend. I often imagine you coming home after taking care of him and me waiting for you, all chaste. Then you having your way with me.”
“We’ll do that this Sunday. I have some ideas. But getting back to Anthony, he’s polite and he’s on his way somewhere in this world. I can tell he’s serious. He’s going to be successful.
“He does get good grades,” Susan conceded.
“You’re young. You don’t know what’s out there, Susan. Losers, players, connivers, liars. Grab a good guy while you can. As your Mistress, I’m giving you permission to date Anthony.”
Susan wordlessly considered my advice, tilting her head slightly while she did.
“As for Sunday, I’ll call you when I’m on my way home.” I would make sure to have an afternoon delight just before leaving my boyfriend.
“Regarding Anthony, I love you Susan, and I won’t hold you from meeting the right guy and falling in love.”
“Not interested.”
“Give him a chance,” I implored.
“Maybe.”
We showered and went to bed.
~~~
On Sunday I had my afternoon delight before heading home. Susan was waiting for me. We embraced and kissed.
“I missed you,” she said.
“I missed you too.”
“Let’s first get cleaned up.” We showered and took to the bed.
“You had some ideas about having your way with me. What are you going to do to me, Mistress?”
“You’ll find out.”
“Can you give me a hint?”
“I’m going to sit on you and pleasure myself in your face. After that, we’ll see.”
“Ooh, all the things I love.”
I had Susan spread wide. I squeezed my boobs together and rubbed them on her vagina, my nipples in her slit. After making her lick her juices off my nipples I slipped between her open legs and sat on her face, facing her pussy. I leaned on her tits.
“Stick out your tongue,” I instructed.
“Yes, Mistress.” I lowered myself onto her.
“I was just with my boyfriend. How do I taste?” I asked as I bounced on her.
“Delicious”
While Susan licked my juices I turned my attention to her vagina.
“You need a spanking,” I observed.
“I do, Mistress Diana.”
“A hard spanking or a soft one?”
“Whatever you wish, Mistress Diana. My pussy is yours. Treat it any way you want to, Mistress.”
I tapped her open pussy and then took out her clit and tapped that too.
“A little harder please, Mistress.”
I increased the intensity.
“Thank you, Mistress. I need that.”
Suddenly my phone rang. It was my boyfriend.
“Hello, beautiful. You left your earrings here.”
“Oh, thank goodness. I thought I lost them.”
“That afternoon treat you gave me was nice.”
“I rather enjoyed it,” I replied.
I stayed mounted on Susan as we spoke. Susan busied herself with her tongue.
“What are you doing now?” he asked.
I never lie to my boyfriend. “I’m in bed.”
“With a guy or a girl?” he joked.
“A girl.”
He laughed. “Can I come over?”
“No, she’s for me only.”
He laughed again. “All prepared for the week ahead?”
“I’m readying things now. I just need to finish, then I’ll be content” I replied.
“Then I will leave you to your own devices. I love you.”
“I love you too.” We rang off.
The thought of sitting on my girlfriend’s face while talking to my boyfriend got me near.
“Open wide.”
“Yes, Mistress Diana.”
I soon unleashed multiples into Susan’s eager mouth. Susan stayed with me right through, lapping my juices as I trembled. She kissed my vagina as I calmed.
As I had informed my boyfriend, now I was satisfied. I dismounted.
“That was so sexy. Sitting on me while you talked to your boyfriend. And finishing in my mouth after you were with your boyfriend. It just doesn’t get any sexier!”
“It was very sexy,” I agreed.
“I want to do that again. Especially when your boyfriend is on the phone with you.”
“We will,” I promised.
And we did.
