The Protege chapter 3 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 3

... pussy?"

"Ummmm, yes." I said sliding my finger between my warm labia. Suddenly I thought of her tongue teasing me through my panties, at the breakfast table.

"Great, now Ms. Carmichael, I want you to tell me exactly how you plan to pay your debt to me. I want you to continue touching yourself until you cum in your panties like the horny little slut you are. And when you're done, you're going to send me your dirty little panties DHL priority. And, of course you will have to go panty less today for soiling another pair."

Somehow the thought of sending my panties to her excited me even more.

"Just on second Ms. Carmichael, I need to switch you to speaker so I can talk hands free." The phone seemed to go dead.

Once again, I was in disbelief of her effect on me. The image of that magical diamond between her legs as she laid face down on the lounge chair filled my mind.

The diamond was topped by her dark pink asshole and angled down and out, the side points were formed at the intersection of her thighs, ass cheeks and outer labia. From there, the crease of her outer labia and thighs angled closer together making perfect straight lines converging at the tip of her vagina. The lower end of the diamond did not come to point as her clitoral hood faded into the gap between her thighs. This gave the appearance the lower tip of the diamond was cut off, leaving an inch-wide gap below her vagina. Her firm round ass begged to be touched and kissed...

I was interrupted ...

... by Cynthia's voice. "...still there Ms. Carmichael? Hello?"

"Oh sorry Ms. Cynthia I was lost in thought. I am standing naked before you now, so every part of me can feel your skin against mine." My finger pressed the wet silk between my engorged pussy lips. "I love the way your shoulders peek out from my tank top, but I need to kiss your neck and shoulders. Please stand up so I can take that off. I need full access."

I could her rustling as she apparently was standing up. "We're close enough I feel your breath and smell your perfume. I need to kiss you and peal that shirt off. I'm lifting the tank up and off and leaning in to meet those bright red little lips

She mumbled and moaned as if she were really kissing me.

"I love the feel of the skin on your cheek and neck as I caress you with my fingers." I sighed. "I love my hands running over you sexy naked shoulders and siding down the curve of you back as my tongue dances with yours."

She whimpered again sounding like I was kissing her. She was magical at this. My finger was pressing the silk fabric deeper into my wetness.

"I have to feel that gorgeous ass so I'm sliding my hand inside your (or should I say my) panties. Oh God, I love the feel of that firm little ass. It makes my pussy so wet Ms. Cynthia." I moaned as I plunged my finger up and down my hot slit, rubbing the wet silk against me.

My eyes closed as I imagined the sound of our breaking kiss and heard her gasp.

"I need to kiss that neck and ...