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Semester - Week 1 - The massage

... touching. The intention was clear. He gently touched my moist labia from both sides of my legs. I let out a pleasurable sigh when he carefully spread open my flower with his thumbs, 'Aaah...'. My arousal was evident and I heard Jerome giving out approving, 'Mmhmm...', when he noticed my wetness. All the teasing he had been doing while he worked with my legs, had really put me on edge. Now even the slightest touch was sending electricity through my veins.

He continued playing with my pussy lips. Using his one hand, he made a circular motion on top of my vagina. He had the most softest touch, but every 5 seconds or so he pressed slightly harder and seesawed his middle finger up and down my nether regions. This motion was driving me nuts. My clitoris had always been very sensitive and that is why I loved to play with it. I fought against the pleasure, but Jerome was making it very difficult. Every time he lightly touched my clit, I moaned louder and I am sure that he noticed it. But he did not react at all. Like a machine, he kept his steady pace for what must've been aons.

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After a few minutes, I could no longer contain my moans. 'Aaah, aaah, ooh, AH!', I vocalized my delight. Jerome was playing my body like a violin and I could not prevent the heat from building up from my loins. I thought that I would manage without climaxing, but it seemed that my body was going to betray me before Jerome needed to even do anything ...

... special. "Fuck no! How can I orgasm without even wanting it? And this soon?", I asked in my mind while letting out lewd noises. When the pressure was becoming too much to handle, I let out a scream, 'NO! AAAAH! NO! NO! NO!'. I was right on the edge of the climax when I felt Jerome removing his hand from the top of my pussy and slapping my butt hard! 'Tsk tsk tsk. Non madame.', Jerome said and slapped me with his other hand as well. 'OUCH!', I yelled when the stinging pain woke me up. 'Bad madame. Non.', Jerome scolded me before starting to massage my butt cheeks and thighs again, clearly avoiding my pussy. "Is he really not allowing me to cum!?!", I thought in my mind.

Ironically, did this not really make me feel better? I knew I said that I did not want to orgasm, but it was a completely different thing to fight the sensation off on my own than having Jerome slapping it away. He now knew that he could make me cum at any point. Maybe he knew that from the beginning... Either way, the ball was in his court.

Jerome waited patiently until my body calmed down. While I was recovering, I barely even noticed him fondling my smooth legs. But right after I had gotten my breathing in order, he returned to his scene of crime. I might've settled down, but my snatch was still very wet. Jerome effortlessly pushed a finger inside my warm love canal and began to move it inside of me. I gasped from the surprise, but I was able to keep my voice down. "Here we go again Isabella.', I told ...