The Protege chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 2

... hint of white in the upper third of her ass crack and faint brushes of white emanating from the sides of the diamond, following the seam of her ass cheeks and upper thighs.

I was powerless to look away. There were three barely-there moles scattered about on her right ass cheek. I wanted to kiss them all.

She wiggled again and shifted, opening her labia a little more this time. My pussy tingled yet again. I wanted to wake her with my tongue pressing gently into that tiny moist gap. I wanted to taste her warm sweet hairless pussy and explore every inch of her body, savoring every minute.

The sun was high and I was sweating more than normal. She seemed immune to the heat, with the exception of a bit of perspiration in the little valley of her spine. The pleasure diamond seemed to glisten slightly. Realizing I had been staring for a long time, I checked her reflection. Eyes still closed...

I looked back at the diamond, my mouth was dry, my breathing deep and my whole body seemed filled with electricity. I wanted to touch those buns again, caressing her skin and feel them in my palms.

"Are you awake Cynthia?" I asked softly.

Her eyelids did not flutter but remained relaxed and closed. She shifted slightly, raised her ass a little and settled back.

"She wants you to," I told myself. My eyes moved from buns, to her tight little anus, to the glistening gap to the clitoral hood, over and over.

"Stop Alecia, you are obsessing! What is wrong with you!" my inner ...

... voice screamed.

A drop of perspiration formed between those amazing buns. It began to slide slowly down. I whimpered with envy as it rolled over her skin. When it reached her dark sphincter, it seemed to spread and dissipate. As I stared at her glistening asshole, I disgusted myself as the thought of tonguing that salty sweat from her dark little rosebud made me wetter.

I enjoy sex, don't get me wrong, but I have never been obsessed with it. I'd never had thoughts anywhere close to this. But everything about her turned me on.

I could not hold back any more. "Cynthia?" I asked again, a little louder. No movement.

The diamond glistened a little more. I trembled and my pussy throbbed. Where do I start? Her thighs? Her buns? Her clit? Tongue the edge of the pleasure diamond slowly all the way around? Yes, that's it. I leaned forward and stood up, thinking about how to get my head there without rattling her chair and waking her.

As I thought about my plan of attack, she raised her head. I jumped back and quietly sat down in my chair, trying to look like I had been lounging.

She moved her head left and then right, and laid her left cheek on her flattened hands. Her eyes remained closed and she had a slight smile on her face. Then she raised her ass slightly, brought her legs closer and lowered back down. She settled back into her steady breathing pattern.

With her thighs together the pleasure diamond now had a point at the bottom too. The gap was gone. My eyes ...