The Protege chapter 3 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 3

... touched my pussy through my panties. My eyes closed from the pleasure of her touch and I moaned knowing I was being watched. Her tongue pressed hard forcing the silk fabric between my labia. I let out a whine and glanced at Emmie who watched wide eyed and mesmerized.

As sick as it was, it excited me more with Emmie watching while one of the most influential businesswomen in the world was licking my cunt at the breakfast table.

"Oh God that's so good baby." I moaned.

"What did you call me?" She asked angrily taking her tongue back.

"Ms. Cynthia!" I yelled desperately.

"That's right you horny little slut! I made you fucking cum five times yesterday and look at you. Your slutty little cunt soiled your panties again and now I've gotta clean it up." She opened her mouth wide and pressed against my pussy sucking in my lips and panties and lapping at me with her tongue.

"Oh God Ms. Cynthia!" I gasped palms on the table and mouth open wide. "That feels so good. OH God what you do to me."

Emmie was breathing hard with her mouth open. Her elbow peaked out from behind the door. She appeared to be masturbating.

"I'm gonna need these panties Ms. Carmichael! From now on whenever your horny little pussy soils your panties, they are mine. Understood?" She said as she backed out from between my legs and pushed my knees aside.

"Yes, Ms. Cynthia!" I said raising my ass off the chair so she could pull them off.

Once she slid them off my feet and my knees cleared her ...

... body, I spread my legs wide offering myself to her masterful tongue.

"Look at you, spreading that little wet pussy like a horny little slut!" She growled.

"Do you want me to lick your pussy again Ms. Carmichael?"

"Yes! Please lick my pussy Ms. Cynthia!" I reached under and pulled my legs wider apart.

Emmie's eyes closed as her finger hit the spot. She was now leaning against the door frame in plain sight with her hand bobbing in her pants.

"What are you Ms. Carmichael?" She panted.

"Oh God, I'm a horny fucking slut!"

Emmie's eyes met mine as Ms. Cynthia's tongue parted my labia. My mouth opened and I squealed uncontrollably. "Aaaaaaaahhhhhh Ms. Cyn, thi, a. Aaaaaaahhhhhh! I screamed with her warm rough tongue probing my pussy then lapping at my clit.

Emmie's, lips were drawn in tight trying to remain unnoticed as her hand moved frantically inside her pants.

I began to yell in rapid fire succession like an orgasmic auctioneer. "I'm cumming Ms. Cynthia! I'm cumming Ms. Cynthia! I'm cumming Ms. Cynthia! I'm cumming Ms. Cynthia! I'm cumming Ms. Cynthia!"

My ass nearly slid off the chair as my body shook. Watching Emmie, using all her will to hold her lips sealed as she came with me only added to the excitement. I watched her face pressed against the door frame and she almost looked in pain apparently biting her lips closed as she nodded in time with my broken grunts.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh." I repeated grinding my pussy against Cynthia's ...