Under Her Thumb - Sex Stories

Under Her Thumb

... ‘Now draw closer until your lips are at about an inch from my pussy. Don’t touch it yet. Breathe on it. A woman likes the soft warm touch of breath on her pussy lips. A little closer… Yes, that’s fine.’ Ms. Pennington may have been very adamant on my personal hygiene, but she does not seem to hold the same standards for herself. While I draw closer, I see buildups of a whitish grime around and inside her cuntlips. A foul muffy smell emanates from her cunt that I find highly repulsive. I don’t think she washes very often. ‘Ms. Saunders likes men to sniff her cunt. She has a very peculiar smell down there, rather intense, so it may give you a hard time. Again, if the smell affects you do not show it in any way or form. If she asks you, smile and tell her she smells nice. Make it convincing. Let her hear you sniffing, move your nose up and down her pussy crack without touching and inhale deeply through your nose. Hold your breath in for a while, then slowly exhale through your mouth. Do it.’ I do as I am told, but is difficult to keep a straight face, let alone to smile. I don’t mind Ms. Saunders’ cunt smell very much, it is fragrant but somehow inviting, arousing. Ms. Pennington’s cunt smell is downright nauseating. I wonder if she knows. ‘Depending on her mood, it may help if you close your eyes and moan slightly while you exhale. She likes that, it flatters her. Don’t overdue it though, she’ll kick you if she thinks you’re enjoying it too much. And don’t do it if she’s in a ...

... shitty mood, she gets erratic and irrational and absolutely unpredictable. The slightest thing can light her fuse.’ I look up at Ms. Pennington while I continue to sniff. I can barely make her out through the bush on her pubis that rises high in front of me. She is looking down at me to see if I pay attention while she instructs me. I nod between sentences. ‘Now kiss the inside of my thighs. Be careful not to touch my pussy with your cheek. Women like to be teased. Men usually go straight to the bulls’ eye, but women like to build up to the moment. More than the act, it’s the promise that triggers the excitation, in a very subtle and exquisite way. Do you understand what I mean?’ I have no clue, so I shake my head. ‘It’s the teasing. The expectation. It makes us very hot. You can make a woman cream by just kissing her around the pussy without ever touching it. It drives us crazy, to feel it so close yet not quite there. I don’t know how else to explain it. It’s like… you know that eventually it will happen, and while you wait for it you anticipate how it will be.’ I remain in the dark, but I nod. I kiss the inside of her thighs, slowly traveling my lips through the valleys and crests. ‘Kiss the bottom of my ass. You have to tilt your head a bit so you don’t end up with your nose in my pussy. Remember that my pussy is still off-limits. This is all part of the teasing stage. Yes, right there. Don’t come near the cleavage yet, just kiss the fleshy part. Good. Now move back up on ...