I cleaned up and freshened up in the ladies room. I took nearly an hour to regroup and fix my hair and make-up. After cumming twice, I was able to calm down a bit and have some semblance of self control. I looked in the mirror and felt confident that no one would be able to think me anything but professional. My grey suit jacket added the right sophistication to the white lace covered dress. I felt sharp and ready for closing the deal with LVMH and $48 Billion in assets were mine to manage.
I tried to focus on business and schmoozing the chauvinistic pricks that had greatly underestimated us, but feeling the air on my naked ass and pussy under the short flared skirt made it difficult. My mind turned back to Cynthia, twirling my panties on her finger and telling me they were hers now.
Just like that, the feeling of control faded into oblivion as my pussy heated up again. How was I going to hold it together for a fashion show, dinner and whatever we had to do to entertain the misogynistic executive team from LVMH. “Your managing assets for Louis Vuitton and Christian Dior. Pull yourself together!” I said to myself. I took a quick look around to make sure no one snuck into the bathroom without me noticing.
I jumped up and the skirt puffed up and out giving me a brief glimpse of my black muff. It was exhilarating and terrifying knowing I was one wind gust away from exposing myself to the world. When I returned to her office, Cynthia looked stunning sitting at her desk. She had put on an elaborate diamond neckless that culminated in a triangular cluster that pointed the way to the gap between her breasts.
“You look beautiful Leasie.” She said smiling. “Elegant but professional.”
She stood up and walked around her desk, leaned with her ass against the desk, palms on the desktop next to her hips and legs crossed. Come closer please. I stepped about two feet in front of her and melted into her blue eyes. Here golden layered hair hung about half way between her shoulders and breasts.
She looked slightly disturbed and stepped closer, so we were nose to nose. “I need to check something.” She bent at the knees touched my thighs just below my hemline and drug her fingertips up my thighs.
I took a deep gasping breath as I felt my skirt rising and her gently caress moving up and around my bare ass. I trembled as my heart raced and a jolt of warm wetness shot through my pussy.
“Just making sure I had access.” She said moving her lips toward mine.
My mouth opened to receive her kiss and suddenly, she dropped her hands and spun away. I swallowed hard trying to calm my heart rate and breathing.
“Ms. Carmichael, you make it very hard to stay focused. But we have to get going. There’s a limo down stairs. Do you have everything?” She opened her hand bag and looked in. After a second, she pulled my panties out of the bag and dangled them. “I do.” She grinned.
I picked up my handbag, looked in and nodded. “Yes I’m ready to go.”
We packed into a limo to the fashion show. I still could not believe how fast things were moving in my life. A few short weeks ago, I was moving to New York to start my career with the hopes of someday getting to work for Cynthia Liebert, and now I was in a limo in Paris, heading to a fashion show with none other than Cynthia Freakin’ Liebert!
There were eight of us in the Limo including Stephon, the General Manager of European operations and two from sales and marketing, The Director of Finance and two Investment Managers for Europe. We sat in groups of four on two bench seats facing one another. There was champagne in buckets and the glasses were handed out. Stephon poured and toasted Cynthia and I.
“To the single biggest day in Company history.” He raised a glass.
Cynthia, was sitting directly across from me on the end of the bench and Stephon sat to the left of Cynthia. Ten minutes in there was a lull in the discussion. Cynthia, crossed her legs and wiggled a foot between my shins. I glanced at her looking uncomfortable as her foot pressed against my lower leg and she tried to spread them apart.
Stephon engaged in a conversation with the Finance Director which pulled his attention to the other end of the bench. Cynthia looked at me and subtly ran her tongue across her top lip causing me to comply with her foot and allow my legs to spread slightly. Her eyes widened as she starred at my skirt, which I took to mean she could see my exposed pussy.
The image of her face buried in my wet pussy sent a wave of hot moist electricity though my labia. Suddenly, I felt like I could smell the aroma of my tingling cunt, beginning to permeate the limo. I was unsure if it was my imagination or reality. I glanced around and no one seemed to notice. I tried to distract myself from my lustful thoughts, so I did not make my fear a reality.
I also tried not to look at Cynthia, but the U-cut on the front of her dress revealed her breast just enough to draw my eyes and imagine connecting the dots of the scattered freckles. Even the freckles on her breasts turned me on.
I noticed her eyes darting from the others to between my legs as her body slid down the seat to get a better view. I gave a quick scan of the others and closed my legs as I watched her eyes. She looked at me and raised both eyebrows and jutted out her chin with an expression that said, “No fair.”
I quickly followed by spreading my legs dangerously wide while scanning the group. I looked back to a satisfied grin and a flush of warmth that flooded my lady parts. I felt like a fifteen year old girl flirting with her first guy and realized this could really lead to something new and exciting and I didn’t want to stop. There were butterflies in my stomach and an energy that pulsed through me with each heart beat.
I caught myself staring at her and turned to see Stephon looking my way. I closed my legs quickly and smiled. He smiled back.
“Thank you so much for helping Ms. Liebert to land LVMH. Amazing Job!. You are a natural. I want you to know we will do everything we can here at Team Europe, to support you and LVMH. Please, do not hesitate to ask for help. Russell and Maurice are at your service to travel with you at any time. It can help to have someone local and well travelled to assist you.” He said with a smile.
I thought his eyes ticked downward, but I wasn’t sure and, if so, he did it quickly. “Thank you Stephon. I think I will definitely take you up on your offer. I am new to world travel and having men of experience and knowledge as part of the team will be a great relief.”
I was so pleased they made that offer. It never occurred to me that I would be traveling in so many new places by myself, not speaking the language. That could have been outright terrifying if I really thought about it.
As we neared the fashion show, I caught a hint of Cynthia’s perfume and it drew my attention to her. As I looked, she was looking at me intensely, causing my heart to skip a beat. Her eyes, the sharpness of her nose, her cheekbones, the shape of her neck and shoulders, all captivated my thoughts. I could not look away as it seemed she sensed my thoughts, of caressing her face as I kissed her neck and breathed in her scent.
She smiled knowingly and then looked toward the group. “Russel, Maurice, I want you to clear your schedules and make sure one of you is with Ms. Carmichael at all times whenever she travels in Europe for the next month. Stephon and I will back you up at the other accounts as needed. Your commissions will reflect the added workload. I have a feeling she will be more than ready to fly solo in thirty days.”
She turned toward me. “It’s going to be a wild ride for the next few months Ms. Carmichael. I remember my first major assignment, It was exciting and terrifying at the same time. I envy you. But for now lets focus on tonight. We are in Paris, lets enjoy the sights, the sounds and the tastes! Tomorrow back to work!” She raised a glass. “To exploring new horizons.”
The limo pulled over as we turned bottoms up. As we leaned forward to get up she whispered. “So much to explore.”
I felt a tingle from her breath on my ear that shot straight to my exposed pussy. I loved it and hated it that she had such a powerful affect on me. The next several hours were a whirlwind. Cynthia and I split time with LVMH execs and Kering execs. It was a balancing act that I thought we handled well. The lines of social engagement in business are a lot more blurred in France than the US.
Somehow not wearing panties, made me far more bold than I think I would have been otherwise. A few times I thought I had taken flirting too far with some of the old letches, but Cynthia would give me an encouraging nod or wink letting me know I was doing well. A few glasses of champagne in and I was feeling a bit buzzed and went to the ladies room. I splashed some cold water on my face and dabbed a little makeup.
Cynthia, entered and glanced around, before stepping in behind me and pressing against we gently. “Ms. Carmichael, You continue to impress. You have those overblown ego maniacs eating out of your hand.” She pressed closer and put her chin over my shoulder and whispered as her hungry eyes devoured me through the mirror. “I can’t stop thinking about you.” She brought my panties to her nose and breathed me in. “I want to kiss you all over…” She moved to my left shoulder and tickled my ear with her lips. “I want to drop to my knees and taste you…”
I whimpered and closed my eyes as her hands slowly slid around my hips and down the front of my thighs. My pussy gushed with hot wetness, as her hands slid below my hem line to my bare thighs and then moves higher, pulling my dress up as they moved. I opened my eyes to see hers cutting through me in the mirror. My dress moved higher exposing more and more of me. I didn’t care that someone could walk in. The feel of her warm soft hands touching me, exposing me was like no drug I could ever imagine. She pulled it up further exposing my engorged labia.
“Oh Leasie, there it is. I want to taste that pretty pink pussy so bad. I want to run my tongue ever so slowly between those hot little lips… You teased me with a taste from he table, but I need it straight from the source.”
“Please.” I sighed trembling from her touch. Each breath that passed over my ear, stent a deep tingle down my spine that was difficult to describe. It was an intense tickle that nearly caused my back and neck muscles to spasm.
Her hands caressed my belly and slid down toward my inner thighs. I could feel her heart beat with her chest pressed against my back. “Leasie, (she took a deep breath.) I want you right here, right now.”
“Take me Cynth…” There was a sudden burst of female laughter just outside the door. Cynthia’s hands withdrew, my dress popped down and she spun instantly away as the door opened. It was Emma and Lena from our Investment Management Team.
“Ladies, everything ok with our Clients?” Asked Cynthia calmly.
“Perfect.” Replied Emma in her French accent.
“Great, Leasie, we should get back to them.” She said as she exited.
I took a deep breath and followed, trying to look in control.
After the show, we had a dinner with the LVMH group, that was a truly European experience. It was an event that lasted over four hours. There was food and drink that was non-stop. Our jackets never left the limo. It was cleavage, flirtation, selling and manipulation. Cynthia was amazing to watch in her element. She had them all ogling, drooling and hanging on every word.
I had to admit I enjoyed it for the most part until the VP of Human Resources, got way too handsy. I thought for second he was going to feel my naked ass under the table. I played it off comically, but grabbing his hand, spinning away and delivering a mock two cheek face slap.
“Sir, I do not know what kind of girl your think I am, but you may be right.” I said in a Southern Lady’s accent and grinned.
His eyes widened with shock, but my grin put him at ease and he laughed, along with his colleague next to him. The rest of the room seemed oblivious, to crisis averted, even though my first instinct was to give the letch a real slap, business consequences be damned.
Finally dinner wrapped up around midnight and the clients had early meetings the next morning, so we did not need to entertain them further. It had been a very long day and I was relieved for the break. I had already had too much food and wine and fully anticipated partying into the night, so this was a pleasant surprise.
After bidding them au revoir, our team went their separate ways, leaving Cynthia and I to share a cab. I felt suddenly terribly nervous and shy like a young teenager alone with a boy for the first time. We had declared our intentions in writing in the meeting room that afternoon and despite the lustful encounter in the conference room the reality of the two of us being alone hit me like a freight train.
My heart raced. I could not think of anything to say to start a conversation. I had never been romantic with a woman and a wave of anxiety rushed through me. We were only five minutes from the hotel and a cab pulled up. She got in first and I slid into the back seat after her.
I sat looking straight ahead paralyzed. After a long awkward silence, she reached a hand to my cheek and gently turned my head to look at her. I could sense anxiety in her eyes as well.
“Nervous?” She asked with a shy smile.
I put a hand on hers as she touched my cheek and nodded.
“Me too. This is new territory for both of us.” She smiled warmly. “I promise you Ms. Carmichael, whatever happens will not affect our professional relationship. And as nervous as I am, I know one thing for certain. I want to explore a personal relationship with you more than anything.”
Her words caused every nerve in my body to take notice. Her eyes held my gaze and my apprehension seemed to melt away as I placed my hand over hers against my cheek. I was leaning toward her oblivious to anything around me. She leaned in and our lips met. The warm softness was like nothing I had felt before. My body tingled and I let out a subtle sighing moan.
The kiss was nothing short of electrifying. It was a rush of warmth, the engulfed me completely. Heart rate, breathing, hormones, nerve endings all intensified. Our lips melted together and our tongues intertwined magically. Before I could begin to think about anything we had arrived at the hotel. The cabby, cleared his throat to get our attention. “We have arrived Mademoiselles.”
She slowly pulled away and looked at me with a mixture of fear and excitement. “Woooowwwww.” She panted eyes wide. I could only nod in agreement. After a pause she continued. “Merci.” She said and handed him some cash.
We slid out of the cab and walked quietly to the elevator. When the door closed, she looked at me longingly. “I am so nervous.” She gasped. “I feel like a school girl at my first dance. I want you so bad Leasie, it scares me.” I nodded terrified. “I really want this night to be perfect, so do you think maybe we could get showered and freshened up before…”
“Yes please, I’m in complete agreement. I can be ready in 20 minutes.” I said relieved.
“Twenty minutes it is.” She said happily.
We rushed to our bedrooms and I jumped into the shower. I tried to move as quickly as possible. I washed and shaved at record speed. I dried off, combed and dried my hair, put on a touch of makeup, perfume and the hotel robe. It felt like maybe fifteen minutes so I felt confident I would be ahead of her.
I stepped into my bedroom as she was entering from the common area. “Well, hello Ms. Cynthia, I was gonna get a little something on and come to your “bed chamber” as your suggested. What a pleasant surprise.” I said staring at her untied robe. I could see her bare breasts trying to break free from the robe, but it seemed to cling magically to her nipples, keeping them covered, despite a three inch gap that ran all the way down the front of her robe. Unfortunately given her time of the month. She wore a pair of white cotton panties beneath the robe.
“That’s quite alright Leasie. That’s a little something less I will need to take off.” She slipped the robe off letting it fall to the floor. The outline of her neck and shoulders drew my eyes. I wanted to touch her and plant sweet kisses on her neck and feel her reaction. I made my way to the foot of the bed. “Now show me yours Leasie.” Her voice was heavenly.
I pulled the tie string to the robe, pushed it off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. As it dropped, I had a sudden bout of self consciousness and covered my breasts with my arm.
She stood back looking at me with a look of confusion. “What’s wrong sweetie, why would you cover yourself like that, you’re so beautiful.”
It was hard to explain, but I had always been a bit self conscious of my breasts. I always felt like I had “missile tits”. My areola to my nipples protruded at least and inch from my breasts. The profile was rather pointed compared to the movie tits. the side effect seemed to be my nipples were much more sensitive than most, and only seemed to add to my anxiety. “I have ugl… unique breasts.” I said nervously
“Ms. Carmichael, let me assure you I think your tits are absolutely perfect. They are perfectly etched in my memory from our night in the hot tub. I would very much like it if you would move your arms and let me see them again.” She smiled confidently.
My heart fluttered and my anxieties melted away. Her eyes seemed to brighten as I exposed myself to her fully. She seemed to know how to press all of my buttons. The way she said the word tits tapped into the inner slut, I never really knew I had until I met her. When she called me slut in the conference room, It made me more excited than I can ever remember. I could never have imagined allowing anyone to talk to me like that. Anyone else and I would have been deeply offended and shut them down immediately. With her, I wanted it to be true. I wanted to be her slut and toss away any and all inhibition.
“Beautiful Leasie, simply beautiful.” Her eyes met mine.
I stood frozen, taking in her shape, her full breasts and quarter sized subtle pink areola, her shapely hips and that sexy thigh gap beneath her white panties. Oh how I wanted those panties gone.
She took one step toward me, looking hungrily into my eyes. She did not say a word, but slowly and deliberately took another step. I wanted to run toward her and kiss her hard, but remained still. Her eyes devoured me and I trembled uncontrollably in anticipation. Shew drew slowly closer, hips shifting with each step. Her cherry red lips glistened as they parted slightly. I could almost feel the heat radiating from her as she was now dangerously close. My nipples tingled at the at the touch of her breasts to mine.
I stood paralyzed, allowing my mouth to open as hers approached. My head tilted as did hers and my eyes closed anticipating contact, but nothing happened. I could feel her breath on my chin and opened my eyes. She held position millimeters from my lips. “I feel those perfect nipples against mine, they are stiff Leasie, do I excite you?”
I could only whimper as I moved in for the kiss, but she expertly withdrew keeping the torturous gap between us. “Do you want me to make love to you Leasie?”
“Yes Please Ms. Cynthia. I’ve been waiting all night.” I pleaded, pussy hot and wet. I was proud of myself for remembering her instructions on how I was to refer to her.
“This may take a while Leasie, I have so many fantasies to explore with you Ms. Carmichael.” She inhaled slowly. “Luckily our only job tomorrow is prep for Wednesday, and I think we deserve a little R&R in the morning.
She leaned in barely touching lips for a fraction of a second and backed off, teasing me again. Finally, she brought her right hand to my cheek and pressed her lips to mine sending a wave of goosebumps over my body. Her breasts pressed more firmly against mine and her left hand gripped my right hip. I plunged my tongue eagerly into her mouth wrapping my arms around her.
My left hand caressed the small of her back and my right wrapped around her back caressing her right shoulder. Her lips were so tender and warm, they melted into mine perfectly. Her breath was minty and clean, and her skin was like fine silk. I ran my hand over her tight little ass hating the cotton panties. We kissed passionately as her hand drifted over my naked ass inducing a sexy moan from her as we kissed.
We kissed and caressed one another slowly. I traced the outline of her back and shoulder and down the little valley of her spine while she caressed and squeezed my naked ass with both hands. When I moved to kiss her neck the scent of her perfume gripped me.
“Oh God your perfume makes me crazy.” I panted and kissed her neck and shoulders nibbling as I moved.
Our bodies were pulled together tightly, and she tilted her head back allowing me access to ravage her neck with my warm kisses. I could detect a mixture of her perfume and the scent of our wetness as my breathing intensified. My knees got weak, I lost my balance and collapsed down onto the bed pulling her forward and trapping her hands under my ass.
We laughed as she struggled to stand back up putting her breasts at eye level. I gripped her hips and leaned in kissing her right nipple and swirling it with my tongue. In response, she leaned her head back and gripped the back of my head. “Oh Leasie…” she sighed.
I kissed and licked them more intently and she pulled away, leaving me lapping at the air.
“You little tease! You know my condition and you continue to taunt me… Why!” She gripped me under the arms and pulled me upward. “On your knees on the bed you little torturess.” I did as commanded and on the high bed, our positions were reversed. “Tonight, I pleasure you Ms. Carmichael, understood?”
“Yes Ms. Cynthia,” I said compliantly.
She released her grip under my arms and returned her right hand to my ass while her left caressed my back. I looked down as her red lips moved toward my screaming left nipple that was already stiff and electrified. She kissed it ever so gently as I wrapped both arms softly around her head. She sucked it in and teased it with her tongue and I moaned with pleasure.
Next she pushed her mouth further on taking in my protruding areola still swirling her magical tongue on my nipple. “Mmmmmmm,” I whimpered, eyes closed, also taking in the feel of her fingers caressing my ass and spinal column.
She slid over to my right nipple and repeated the treatment. “Oh God, Ms. Cynthia, I can feel that in my clit!” I gasped. She took more of me into her mouth and swirled her hot little tongue around my areola working me into a frenzy. “Oh God Ms. Cynthia yes!” Suddenly, I was speechless as my whole body came alive with pleasure. Her tongue on my nipples, her hands on my ass and my clit buzzing like her silver bullet was in full vibrate mode. I had never felt anything like it. My body was completely under her control.
“Look at you shake sweetie; you need to lay down before you fall down.” She wrapped her left arm around my back and guided my body down toward the bed.
Still standing on my knees I fell back with my legs bent at the knees and feet pinned to my hips. I slid my feet out one at a time and wiggled further onto the bed. She was in the push-up position on top of me following me onto the bed. We settled with her on top of me, her legs between mine and our breasts pressed together. She leaned on her elbows looking down at me, inches apart. Her warm breath washed over my face with her blue eyes looking deeply into mine.
She began to kiss me again, tongue probing my mouth. Her head rolled slowly from one side to the next with our tongues co-mingling in a seductive dance that seemed to shut out everything else. It was just the two of us connected completely with every cell of my body in overdrive.
After several minutes she moved to my neck sending a new wave of intensity through my body. My head tilted back giving her full access as I moaned with pleasure. I caressed the back of her head with my left hand while I traced my other hand over the curve of her back. Spurred by my moans and the slow gyrations of my body, she kissed me more passionately.
Next she slid down kissing my shoulders and chest, my hand resting on the back of her head, slightly gripping her ponytail. She leaned on her elbows touching my side with her arms while her hands slid up and gripped my breasts pointing my nipples to the ceiling. She looked up at me making eye contact and extended her tongue toward my left nipple.
When it touched, I let out a sigh. “Your nipples get stiff, just like your little clit Leasie.”
Looking at me she stuck out her tongue and took a long slow lick across my left nipple. I moaned, closed my eyes and tilted my head back.
“Oh Leasie, you’re a little sensitive right there aren’t you?” She gave my nipple a little kiss.
“Oh God.” I sighed.
Another big slow lick and another whimpering sigh from me. “Did you feel that in your clit sweetie?”
“Oh God yes.” I panted.
She kissed and sucked and licked looking up at me the whole time with her hungry eyes. Then she sucked me in again swirling her tongue on my hard nipple.
“Your tits are perfect Leasie. They were made for my mouth sweetie.” She pressed me back into her mouth and tongued me again. “Does that make your little clit hard Leasie?” She kissed it again.
“Yes, Ms. Cynthia.” I replied pressing my pelvis against her.
“We don’t want the right one to be left out.” She said moving to my right breast.
“Oooohhhhhhh!” I whimpered in a high-pitched voice I didn’t recognize. “You make me so wet Ms. Cynthia.”
“I think the whole bit about being self-conscious about your tits, was just a cry for attention.” She licked my nipple hard and pulled it with her suctioned lips, stretching it before it popped free. “You love this don’t you Slut!”
Her tongue swirled rapidly, and she shifted to soft little kisses. “Oh God yes Ms. Cynthia.”
She continued with soft kisses and teasing tongue flicks moving between breasts. Then she slid lower giving soft little kisses along the underside of both breasts before tracing her tongue slowly toward my belly button. As she circled it, a new wave of pleasure sent a blast of warm wetness to my steaming pussy.
Her breast brushed against my pussy and I thrust my pelvis upward to meet her warm silky skin. “My, my, my, I think we found another erogenous zone for your Leasie.” She kissed ever so softly with her tongue making little teasing laps at my sensitive skin.
My head rolled back, I moaned and whimpered pressing my pelvis higher. My clit screamed with each lick and touch of her lips. My hands were at my sides clenching handfuls of the comforter.
“Wow Leasie, I can feel the heat from that hot little pussy.” She probed my belly button with her tongue causing me to writhe and gyrate. “Can you feel this in your clit too?”
“Yes! Please Ms. Cynthia.” I squealed panting uncontrollably.
“What do you need Ms. Carmichael?” She asked innocently.
“I need that tongue in my pussy. Please!”
“I think that horny little slut from the conference room is back.” She took several licks across my belly starting between my breasts and moving toward my belly button.
Her breast again pressed against my steaming slit and I rubbed myself against her. After the first lick she moved to the right, below my left breast and licked back toward my belly button, swirling her tongue inside it with each lick.
“I must say Ms. Carmichael, I love the taste of you… And the skin on your belly is so soft.” She said as she continued clockwise around my belly button.
When she got to six o’clock, she hesitated. I could feel her breath on my pleading pussy. I looked down at her, she smiled and moved forward extending her tongue. My eyes widened as it appeared she was finally going to give me relief. Instead she raised her head up and I thrust my pelvis higher trying to force the issue. She simply rose above my screaming wetness, shaking her head slowly as she leaned forward and her tongue made contact just above my dark muff. She smiled again before giving a firm slow lick back to my belly button.
Her tongue on my belly felt amazing, but the torture was unbearable. My pussy needed relief. Every lick seemed more torturous than the last, and she insisted on completing the belly button 360.
When she made her way back up to my left breast, she gave it a series of gentle kisses finishing with my stiff nipple yet again. I gasped, in disbelief of her effect on my body. She crawled back up on top of me, our naked bodies in full contact and began lightly kissing my neck. My hands caressed the curve of her back and shoulders as I moaned from the tingling wave her lips sent down my spine with each kiss.
She raised up and looked into my eyes. “Leasie, you are the sexiest thing I have ever seen.” Her blue eyes captivated me, the smooth skin on her back and shoulders were heavenly. “Your breasts are perfect Leasie. I love how you give yourself so freely. Feeling you react to my touch…” She kissed me, slowly pressing her tongue into my mouth. “You turn me on so much, I never want to stop kissing you…” She kissed me again, my heart raced, and I could barely breath. “I’ve never wanted anything so much as I want to please you right here, right now.”
Her right hand slid to my hip as she kissed me again. When she broke the kiss I panted, “I love what you do to me Ms. Cynthia.” Her hand moved to my steaming pussy, and her middle finger slowly parted my labia. My back arched and my head rolled back as I bear hugged her. “Oh God Ms. Cynthia…”
“Leasie, you are so warm and wet I think…”
“Oh God!” I gyrated my hips trying to rub myself on her finger.
She pulled her hand up onto my belly. “Easy Leasie, we have all night. I would really like to kiss you there Ms. Carmichael if that is ok with you.”
“Oh, God yes Ms. Cynthia.” I panted.
“I love when you call me that Leasie,” she whispered in my ear before planting kisses on my neck and shoulders. “I want you to let go tonight Leasie. It’s just you and me in Paris. No one can hear and I want to know I am pleasing you.” She said between kisses working back toward my breasts.
She kissed circles around my areola. “Look at me Leasie.” I looked down at her piercing eyes. “Your breasts are perfect Leasie.” She licked my nipple and took a mouth full of breast with her amazing tongue swirl. I whimpered and shook. “Did you feel that in your clit Leasie?” I could only nod, my mouth agape.
She moved to my left breast and repeated her teasing ritual. She had been taunting me for nearly an hour and I needed so badly to cum, but part of me never wanted her to stop.
“Did you feel that in your clit Leasie?” She asked staring in my eyes.
I closed my eyes and nodded.
“Look at me please Ms. Carmichael.” She said sternly.
I was delirious, needing to feel her lips on my pussy as she promised. “Yes, I felt it in my clit, Please!”
“How about this?” She squeezed my breast and licked my nipple with a full ice-cream cone lick.”
“Yes! I feel it in my clit. Please! Ms. Cynthia, I need you to make me cum!” I yelled not caring if anyone heard.
“There’s my horny little slut! I love it when you talk dirty Ms. Carmichael.” She sucked my hard nipple into her mouth.
“Please make me cum Ms. Carmichael. I’ll do anything you want.” I said staring into her eyes, panting uncontrollably.
“Are you my horny little slut?”
“Yes, you make me crazy. I need to cum please!” I sat up elbows on the bed.
“You love being my horny little slut, don’t you?”
“Oh God yes, I’ve never felt anything like this. I’m a horny fucking slut and I want you to make me fucking cum all fucking night.” I yelled completely out of control and in disbelief at the sound of my own voice.
“God you’re sexy Leasie.”
She extended her tongue amazingly far and traced it down toward my belly button again. Would her teasing never end! I moaned uncontrollable as she probed me with her tongue.
“Where do you feel that Leasie?”
“I feel it in my clit, please!” Her breast pressed against my pussy and I began to gyrate my hips rubbing myself on her.
“Leasie honey, you are so warm and wet. You’re down right steaming. Oh, and your scent makes me wet, you little tease. You know my condition and you keep getting me excited to make me suffer, don’t you?”
“No, I want to please you Ms. Cynthia.” I pleaded. She lapped at my belly button again. “Ah!” I screeched.
“You are wound up, Leasie.” She lapped again and I clenched my whole body.
“Your belly button is so sensitive. It’s like a little slut button.” She grinned and lapped at it again.
I rubbed my pussy harder against her tit. ” A horny little slut button! Wow, I can feel that stiff little clit on my tit Sweetie.”
She lapped again and pulled her breast away planting kisses all over my lower belly from side to side slowly moving lower. I mindlessly raised my pelvis, pushing my pussy closer to her soft warm lips. She simply rose up and continued planting belly kisses.
She kissed around my well-manicured bush, before she kissed through my muff, teasing me as she zeroed in on my begging slit. “Mmm so soft sweetie and you smell so yummy. She said exhaling, with her hot breath flowing across my pussy. The wave of pleasure was incredible.
I sighed with relief when she brought her right arm between my legs and slid it under my left thigh. It pushed my leg wider and I brought my knee up. She did the same with my right thigh and I lay there, legs spread, pussy fully accessible with her head positioned inches from my screaming clit.
“Oh, Leasie, I have been waiting for this all day…” I thrust myself at her face, but she backed away quickly. “Easy slut, I want to enjoy this…” I lunged a hand out to grab the back of her head and shove her face into my cunt. She bobbed and avoiding my hand. “Do you want me to stop Slut?” She growled head pulled up and away from me.
“No please Ms. Cynthia, I need you to kiss my fucking cunt!” I yelled panting.
“When it’s time Slut. I’ll decide when your get my lips understood?”
“Yes Ms. Cynthia. Please, I want you so bad!” I whined pathetically. I leaned back on both elbows and closed my eyes.
“Look at me Leasie.” She commanded. Her mouth inches from me, she spread my legs wider pushing my knees toward the ceiling as her hands caressed my soft belly.
She blew warm breath from my taint to my muff moving painfully slowly as usual. I gasped in response and my eyes felt like they might pop out of my head. Her tongue stretched through her smiling lips so close to my lips, I had to push toward her again. She pulled back and looked at me like a mother with a petulant child.
Without words I lowered myself back to the bed and the tongue came back out and moved down. I hoped for a full-length lick from bottom to top of my oozing pussy. Instead she shifted to the left and took a firm slow flat tongued lick up the seam between my thigh and out labia. Her warm wet tongue so close to the mark made my whole-body tremble.
“Oh God Cynthia please!” I said raising my ass off the bed but did not dare to slide my slit infront of her hot tongue, for fear she would pull away.
She then rubbed her left cheek up my inner thigh as she pulled back. “Your skin is like silk Leasie.” She whispered and moved to my left thigh with her right cheek and slid it back down my left thigh. Her eyes never left mine. I could look at her all night long, I thought as her tongue again peeked out and extended.
My eyes closed and I tried not to let myself get crazy. I would just lay still and let her continue her worship of my body. “Look at me Leasie.” She said softly as she licked up the left side of my outer labia.
“Oh, you feel so good Ms. Cynthia.” I said softly.
She moved her lips dangerously close my clit and wrapped her arms around my thighs pressing her fingers against my outer labia and pulling my pussy open. “I see that stiff little clit Leasie. Can I Kiss it Sweetie?”
“Oh, yes Ms. Cynthia, please I need it.” I begged closing my eyes.
“I want you to look at me when you cum Leasie.” She smiled lovingly. “I don’t want you to hold back. I want you to release that horny little slut sweetie and cum for me.”
She leaned in and her warm puckered lips touched my clit. My eyes widened and mouth opened. “Uh, uuuu, hhhh.” I groaned, body tensed. “Oh God Ms. Cynthia!” I gripped the comforter with both hands and trembled as her tongue tickled my clit and her lips sucked it in. “Oh, fuck that feels so good!” I wanted her tongue in my cunt, but the sensation it was bringing to my clit was overwhelming.
She continued to keep my clit sucked in her mouth and tickled it with the tip of her tongue. Her hands held my pussy open she held her head still, just moving her lips and magical tongue. “Oh. my God, Ms. Cynthia that t, t, t, t, tongue.” My abs spasmed uncontrollably as a powerful orgasm began to grip me. I closed my eyes and she immediately let go. “No please!” I opened my eyes.
“Look at me Leasie!” I nodded and she sucked me back in.
“Oh God yes! Suck my fucking clit please!” I yelled.
She broke free. “See how easily I can make you cum, you horny little slut.”
“Yes! Please make me cum like a horny fucking slut Ms. Cynthia. I’ll do anything you want.”
“Promises… Cum for me now slut!” Her arms griped my thighs tightly and her lips and tongue resumed their magic.
“Yeeeessssss,” I squealed mouth wide as the wave of tickling pleasure flowed from my clit through my lower body. I stared into her eyes her cheeks vibrating from the waggling of her tongue. The orgasmic charge was building with each touch. “Oh God Ms. Cynthia, I c, can’t take it.”
My body stiffened and she only gripped me tighter. I screamed in a deep grunting growling voice. “I’m fucking cumming!’ I pulled up on the comforter and my mouth opened.
I could no longer talk as my lower body spasms returned. My head trembled as my clit let loose with waves of pulsing pleasure in time with my body spasms. The orgasm seized my vocal cords and I breathed in quick tiny gasps between waves. Her eyes seemed to smile as her tongue tip paralyzed me with unrelenting pleasure.
It seemed to go on forever and the muscles in my lower body were tiring. I tried to pull my pelvis back to give my clit a break. She only held me tighter with a subtle head shake. I grit my teeth and tried to breathe through the unrelenting orgasm.
“Pl, please, m, m, Cyn, cyn, thi, a.” I pleaded.
She continued a few more seconds and released. “Now you can relax Leasie.”
She smiled ear to ear, and I collapsed back on the bed staring at the ceiling. “Oh God, I’ve never cum so long! I gasped catching my breath.”
“That was incredible Leasie, I love how free you are with me.”
Suddenly her tongue touched my taint and licked a slow firm lick up my slit.
“M, Ms. Cynthia… Oh baby! That’s incredible. She went back down for another. “Yeeessss.”
“You taste so good, Leasie, I want every damn drop…”
She continued to lap at me, slowly licking up my cum. Her hands caressed my belly as her tongue slid slowly between my labia, pushing a little deeper this time. She reached the top and wiggled her head slightly.
“I love the way your bush tickles my nose Lessie. Don’t you dare shave it.” She sighed and the feel of her warm breath washed over me.
Next she licked up the left side and then the right, before looking at me. “I want to taste this every day.” She lapped up my slit again. “I love feeling my tongue between your soft little lips and I think this could take a while. Are you ok with that Sweetie?”
“Oh, God yes!” I panted and put a hand on the back of her head as her lips pressed into my pussy and her tongue wiggled further in. “Ms. Cynthia, your tongue is magical. That feels so good.”
I began to gyrate my pelvis slowly as she probed me. I could feel the bumps on her tongue as she pushed in and pulled out. I was shocked at how many times I said fuck since I met her. I would bet easily more times than my 22 previous years combined. I found the word vulgar and offensive, but Cynthia did something to my self-control that I would have never believed could happen.
She licked and probed and wiggled her tongue for twenty minutes and each time I moaned or reacted she seemed to be encouraged. I became bolder and moved my hips faster rubbing myself on her face and tongue. Feeling my excitement, her tongue probed me faster and I pressed her face harder against me.
“Oh G, God Ms. Cynthia, I don’t ever want you to stop.” my back arched, and my hips were rocking as I shoved her face in my cunt.
She pulled up and smiled. “Is that horny little slut coming out again Leasie.”
I nodded and bit my lip. “Yes, you make me so fucking hot Ms. Cynthia. I’m out of my fucking mind.”
“Do you wanna drive Leasie?” She stuck out her tongue and gently separated my lips but did not move.
I had an idea what she meant and reached down and gripped her ponytail. She spoke sweetly. “That’s right Leasie, help me make you cum like a screaming little slut Sweetie. I wanna hear how much you like it.”
Her tongue touched me, and I shoved her face into my pussy and raised my ass off the mattress for better contact. She thrust her tongue in and out wiggling her nose on my clit. “Oh fuck, that tongue is so fucking good Ms. Cynthia. “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! FUUUCCCKKKK!”
My hips pumped up and down faster and she tried to punch her tongue inside me with each thrust. It soon became impossible, so she just held it out stiff and I bounced my pelvis up and down. My abs were moving like a wave machine. I had never seen my stomach move like that before.
“Oh God Ms. Cynthia, I love your fucking tongue.” I yelled in a high-pitched voice that vibrated off the walls. “Fuck my pussy with that stiff fucking tongue! You’re gonna make me fucking cum.”
I wondered if she could even breath but felt a warm blast of air on my clit and felt her suck in a quick breath through the nose. That was the last rational thought I had as her stiff tongue became my fuck toy.
I whaled uncontrollably “Aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh!Aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh!
My pussy was flowing with hot sticky cum as her tongue went from taint to clit and back again in under a second. Her face was glistening wet from my cum soaked cunt rudely fucking her face. Her tongue and nose and lips all ground against me warm and wet with my juices as I came like an animal.
As my orgasm passed I my hips collapsed on the bed. I laid back and gasped for air, completely spent. She slowly probed me and licked me clean. “Ms. Carmichael you are officially the horniest little slut I have ever met, but also the tastiest.” She said before diving back in.
I pulled her ponytail. “I really want you to kiss me now Ms. Cynthia.” I said recalling the taste she gave me this afternoon.
She climbed up and kissed me deep letting me taste my own cum. I loved the feel of her naked body pressed against mine. As we kissed, I found myself opening wide and rubbing my lips across her skin to take in as much cum as I could.
After a few moments she rolled off and nestled her head on my shoulder gently kissing my neck. “I so want to return the favor Cynthia. I want to feel myself inside you and taste you again.”
“Again? You never tasted me Leasie.” She leaned up on her elbow looking at me with wonder.
My face reddened. “That Friday at your house.”
“Yes, did you ravage me after I passed out?”
“No!” I smiled. “But I did sneak off with your silver vibrator.”
“Oh, my God. You sucked my cum off the dildo?” I laughed nervously. “You horny little slut! And now you’ve got me going again. You are such a tease!”
She kissed me and caressed my cheek. Her lips we so warm and soft, it was magical the way our lips went together, and I could feel her through my whole body. After a few moments she broke the kiss and leaned on her elbow again looking into my eyes.
“You excite me Leasie. You’ve awakened something in me that scares me. The more I get to know you, the more I want you and the more I want explore with you.”
I looked into her eyes longingly. Again, I struggled to breath, her eyes seemed to look into the deepest recesses of my mind. I longed for her even as she was draped across me. The shape of her nose, her lips, her shoulders, the way her ponytail peaked out from behind that shapely soft neck. It all made me want her more. She melted all inhibitions and I never wanted it to end.
Had anyone else ever called me Leasie, I would have taken their head off, but when she said it, my heart fluttered and my whole body felt it.
“Ok Leasie, now that you got my juices flowing again… Turn over on your belly, I owe you a returned favor.” She smiled.
Not sure what she meant, but anxious to know I did as she asked and turned onto my stomach. She sat up and straddled my ass riding me like a horse.
“I owe you one back rub. You were amazing at the house. I only hope I can do half as good as you.” She placed her hands on my shoulder blades and move her palms in small circles with increasing pressure.
“Mmmmmmm, that feels amazing.” I closed my eyes and laid perfectly still with my arms at my side and head looking right with my cheek on the comforter. “I’ll give you an hour and a half to cut that out.” I said with a satisfied grin.
“I love you’re little Midwestisms. It seems like you had a good family life?” She asked as she moved to my shoulders and neck.
“I really did, Mom and Dad are happily married, and we have always been close. We actually enjoy spending time together. How about you?”
“Well, my father was a successful businessman and was very focused on that. Not that he was a bad father, just not always around. He also had a need for constant satisfaction, if you know what I mean. They divorced when I was nine. Mom and I are close, and my Dad is Dad. He lives in Chicago with a wife about my age, so we are a bit strained to say the least.”
“I didn’t realize how tight my shoulders were, this feels amazing, thank you.” I sighed.
“I’m not surprised with the death grip you had on the comforter.” Her voice brightened with that comment.
My face reddened again. “That is true.” I said recalling the magical tongue. “You have quite the effect on me Ms. Cynthia. I just can’t wait to return the favor.”
I felt her cotton panties press against my ass and he heat flowing from her covered pussy. I recalled the taste of her from the silver bullet and watching her cum as I maneuvered it around her clit. I could feel a wave of warmth in my pussy as she pressed herself against my ass. I cursed the timing as I wanted so much to bury my face in her wet pussy. I was nervous since she would be my first but, I had a pretty good idea what felt good to me and could not wait to see how she would react to my efforts.
“You just love teasing me, don’t you? You make me so wet and horny. You are doing this on purpose, to make me suffer.” She said leaning down and laying her body flat on mine, blanketing me with her warmth.
I felt her breasts pressed against my back as she rested her chin on my shoulder. “I love feeling your naked body against mine Leasie. Everything about you turns me on.”
She kissed my neck and shoulders as she pulled my ponytail to the side. “I want to kiss every inch of you.” She said working across my upper back with sweet soft kisses.
As she kissed me, she placed her knees inside mine and pushed my legs further apart. when her lips touched my spine, it sent a tickling sensation through my lower body. I laid with my eyes closed breathing deep. “Ms. Cynthia, what you do to me is just not fair.”
She kissed the small of my back, now raised up on her hands and knees and when she reached my spine, ran her tongue up my spine between my shoulder blades and back down. “Ms. Cynthia, you give me chills… really, really good chills…”
“Do you feel that in your clit Leasie.” She licked again.
“Yes, I do.” I said sighing.
She moved back down and began kissing the top edge of my ass while she caressed my buns with her finger tips. “Your skin is so soft Leasie.” She kissed ever so softly at the top of my ass crack. That familiar rush of warm breath sent more chills as she moved on to my left cheek and back over to the right.
“I’ve never been much of an ass kisser, but then I’ve never seen an ass like this one.” She said continuing to smother my buns with butterfly kisses. “I can smell that pussy getting wet again Leasie.”
Warm wetness flooded my pussy again. Her effect on me was relentless. “You make me that way Ms. Cynthia.”
“I think I might want to play with that hot little pussy some more Leasie. Are you ok with that?” She rolled off to my left side still planting kisses on my left bun.
“Yes, yes, thrice yes!”
“A rather Victorian sounding little slut.” She said as her right hand slid from my ass, to my pussy with her middle finger splitting my labia and curving gently into my pussy.
I drew in a deep broken breath moaning as she entered me once again.
“You are on fire, Ms. Carmichael. It’s like a wet little furnace in there. What a nice finger warmer you have for me.” She said sliding it in and out.
“Oh God, I love having you inside of me.” I sighed.
“I don’t want this little finger to get lonely, I better send in a friend.” She said slipping in her ring finger.
“Oooooooohhhhhhhhh Yyyyyyeeeeeessssss.” I exhaled before taking in a deep breath.
She worked them in and out. “That’s kind of tight Leasie. I’m not sure I could fit three.”
“Please! Ms. Cynthia?” I begged.
“Please?” she asked tauntingly.
“Please, give me three!”
“I’m confused, please make it loud and clear what you want Leasie.” She said coyly.
“Fuck me with three fingers Ms. Cynthia! Fuck me hard!” I roared as I raised my pelvis. She pulled out and I pushed higher.
“Are you sure you want three Sweetie. That little pussy’s kind of tight. Why don’t your spread it out for me?”
I whipped my knees up under me, ass in the air and face on the bed, with my knees spread wide.
“There’s my horny little slut offering me her pussy.” She sat up on her heals next to my hips and slid three fingers in.
I squealed my approval. “Are you offering your pussy to me Sweetie? She asked sweetly as she began finger fucking me.
“Yes, fuck me Ms. Cynthia!” I screeched rocking my hips against her fingers.
“Is this my pussy now?”
“Yes!”
She kissed my ass as she fucked me harder. “And my pretty little ass?”
“And those perfect tits and that cute little slut button, they’re all mine.” She said in a calm warm voice that sounded like something from a dream.
Everything she did excited me. I wanted to give in to the pleasure she brought me. Surrendering myself only excited me more. “Yes Ms. Cynthia, I’m yours. Ohhhhhh God, I’m gonna cuuuuuuummmmmm! I, am, a, a, all y, yours! Fuuuuuck Me! Pl, please!”
“Oh Leasie, you make me so happy!” She said as her hand moved at incredible speed.
I heard her fingers sloshing in my drenched pussy as I pounded myself against her forcing them deeper. My face pressed hard against the bed as I pushed my ass higher. I was like a wild animal giving in completely to the carnal lust for Cynthia.
My toes dug into the comforter as my knees lifted off the bed like a sprinter in the starting blocks ready to explode out of the block. Only I wanted to push those fingers into me harder and faster.
My ass was flexed and hard but somehow, she kept planting gentle kisses on my buns as she pounded her fingers into me. “Oh f, f, f, fuck m, m, m, me! Aaaaahhhhh! Aaaaahhhhh! Aaaaahhhhh! Aaaaahhhhh!” I screamed in broken syllables while her fingers pounded me at incredible speed. “Cu, cumming f, for y, you! Aaaaahhhhh! Aaaaahhhhh! Aaaaahhhhh!”
I came hard and loud and when it passed, I collapsed onto the bed completely spent panting hard. “Oh God.”
She stretched out next to me and kissed the back of my neck. “Leasie, you are a dynamo Sweetie. You excite me so much. I’ve never…” She laid her cheek on my shoulder blade, wrapped and arm across my back and a leg across my thighs. She held me and let me breath until I was close to normal breathing.
“Let’s get under the covers Leasie.” She stood up and rolled the covers back from her side. “Roll this way Sweetie.” I rolled and pulled my knees up to insert my feet below the covers and stretched out beneath them.
She slid in next, slipped her left arm under my neck laying on her back. She exhaled heavily. “Wow, what an unforgettable day. You must be exhausted Ms. Carmichael.” She looked at the clock. “Four AM where does the time go?” I rolled over, rested my head on her shoulder, arm across her breasts and knee over her thigh. You feel so good Leasie I could stay here forever.”
I had never felt so satisfied in my life. Our bodies fit so perfectly together, her skin so warm and soft. I could feel her heart beating as I melted into her.
“Thank you, Ms. Cynthia.” I sighed gently kissing her neck.
“You’re welcome, whatever it is you’re thanking me for.”
“For everything… The opportunity with your company, putting up with my inappropriate behavior… Making me cum five times today…”
“Leasie Honey, you have done nothing inappropriate. We signed a mutual consent agreement, remember? We are consenting adults, there is nothing inappropriate at all. You are a uniquely talented young woman that helped set up the biggest sales day in the history of the company and helped land a huge account that I have been pursuing for years. You will bring it home Wednesday. Think about it, start to finish three days! That is unbelievable.”
I was filled with happy contentment to a level I had never known. “Thank you, Cynthia.”
“Thank you, Ms. Carmichael. And thank you Leasie, for awakening desires in me that I never knew I had. You are so free and open and completely unafraid…”
“Unafraid? I’m terrified… I’m mortified… You are my hero. I’ve studied your career and used you as my role model for a career. I am living the dream of my life working for you and what do I do? I act in the most unprofessional manor humanly possible. I’m completely out of control!” I was panting and felt on the verge of a panic attack.
“Leasie, breath baby.” She said in that calm soothing voice that overrode all my senses. “Consenting adults. It’s ok. You have not acted unprofessionally…”
“I came all over the conference table screaming and begging for it like a horny little slut!”
She burst out with laughter. “There was that! But I have to take some responsibility for your horny little slut conversion. But I think we’ve handled your conversion quite professionally. Wouldn’t you agree Ms. Carmichael?”
I could not help but laugh, or I would have died of humiliation. “Yes, I would say on a one to ten scale, I am a ten on the professional slut scale.”
We both laughed. “I still can’t believe my behavior.” I said seriously. “You melt away all my inhibitions. I have never wanted anything so much as I want to touch you and please you and explore my deepest lust filled fantasies. Fantasies, I never knew I had a month ago.”
“Damn Leasie, you’re torturing me again…”
“I don’t want to torture you. I fantasize about ways to please you all the time. You are the sexiest most beautiful person I have ever seen. Your eyes, your hair, your neck, your lips, your breasts and damn that ass. Everything about you makes me crazy.” I planted kisses on her neck.
“Oh Leasie…”
I picked my head up and kissed her lips caressing her belly with my left hand. She moaned and arched her back. I thrust my tongue deeper into her mouth as she whimpered. My hand moved toward the waist band of her cotton panties.
She gripped my hand and I shook her off and continued sliding my fingers under her waist band. She moaned and kissed me passionately. I slid my finger gently down over her shaved mons slowly parting her lips until I felt her clit.
She sucked hard on my tongue and began to gyrate her hips as I pressed on her clit moving my fingers in tiny circles. She sensed what I had in mind and was more than happy to comply. She tilted her head back breaking the kiss. “Oh, Leasie Sweetie, that feels g, good!” She grunted.
I laid my head back onto her shoulder a and began to whisper to her.
“Ms. Cynthia, you are so sexy. I love touching you and pleasing you. I love the way you move that hot little ass. I want you so much it hurts.”
Her eyes were closed and her mouth open as she almost sang. “Oooooh Leasieeeee. Aaaaahhhhh.
Her high-pitched moans made me tingle with pleasure. “You’re so warm and wet. It turns me on so much knowing I make you that way…”
“Oh yes Leasie!” Her hips moved faster.
“I want to please you Ms. Cynthia. Oh God I love how you move. Please let me make you cum Ms. Cynthia.”
Her hips rolled and my finger wiggled on her clit. “Oooohhhh Leasie, Yeessss!”
“I want you to think about my tongue in your wet pussy, tasting you and teasing your little clit, knowing how you turn me on.”
“Yes Leasie.” She squeaked.
“I wanna taste your cum Ms. Cynthia. Please baby!” I whispered panting.
“I’m cumming Sweetie! I’m cumming Sweetie! I’m cumming Sweetie! I’m cumming Sweetie!” She sang in time with her hip movements.
“Oh yes Ms. Cynthia, I love the way you move. Your pussy’s so warm I love touching you and feeling your hot little clit…”
Her body stiffened and back arched. “I’m cumming Sweetie! I’m cumming Sweetie! I’m cumming Sweetie! I’m cumming Sweetie! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! yyyyeeeesssss!”
She slid her pelvis down away from my hand as her orgasm passed and I let my hand slip out of her waist band. Her hips dropped back to the bed and she breathed deeply regaining her composure. I settled my cheek back on her shoulder and sighed.
“God, I love pleasing you Ms. Cynthia. You are so sexy…” I said contently.
She nodded and lay perfectly still. I listened to her breathe and as it returned to normal, I could hear her heartbeat as I drifted peacefully off to sleep.
I awoke to the sound of a knock from room service. There was no sign of Cynthia anywhere, so I looked frantically for my robe and found it on the floor. I scrambled for the door and opened it for a young man in a white button down and tie.
“Good Morning.” I said hoping he spoke English.
“Bonjour Mademoiselle, petit-déjeuner.” He said.
Not sure what he said I pointed toward the dining table and smiled realizing my scrunchie had come off my ponytail and my hair had to be fabulous.
He unloaded a tray of fruit, baguettes, coffee and juice. I signed, tipped and smiled and showed him the door.
Then, in a panic, I looked at the clock in my bedroom. It was 10:47 AM. WTF I almost slept till noon! I found my phone and there were not messages or texts. I pulled up my e-mails and there were none from Cynthia. I saw her phone and computer bag, so she must have still been at the hotel somewhere.
“Damn it! She’s probably in the fitness center.” I said to myself.
I thought about joining her but had no idea if she really was there or how long she had been there already. instead I decided to get showered and dressed so I would at least be ready for work. We needed to prepare for LVMH tomorrow and I waisted half the day.
I had to admit, my head felt very clear and focused. Five orgasms and a good sleep can work wonders. I shook my head. I came five times yesterday, but the most memorable moment was the feel of Ms. Cynthia cumming from my lone finger on her clit. Damn she felt good. I think I must have passed out immediately after that.
I showered and got dressed, after a torturous two minutes of panicking over not having anything suitable for a Paris businesswoman. I decided I was just going to put on a conservative, mid-calf, navy skirt and suit jacket with a white frilled blouse. I hated it but did not have time to wine about it. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and was good to go.
Once I had it on, I looked better than I thought I would. I did my make-up and applied some smell goods. I walked into the living area and sat down for some breakfast. There was a full dining table with two chairs on each side and one on each end. I had just made my plate and sat down at the end facing the door, when she confirmed my suspicions. She walked in wearing another pair of spandex workout shorts. Bright yellow with a black semi sheer tank with ruffled shoulders.
“Good Morning Ms. Carmichael. Aren’t you looking beautiful, dynamic and ready to work? Her ponytail flopped as she turned toward her bedroom. Let me put these up and I will join you for breakfast.” She held up her gym bag and walked toward the bedroom.
The back of her top had a large oval opening that exposed most off her back with her black sports bra exposed. The ruffled shoulders added just the right feminine sexy touch. “Thank you, Cynthia. I’ve gotta say you look fabulous in that…” My eyes locked onto her gorgeous toned ass in the yellow spandex. “Outfit. You have the best collection of exercise clothes.” I finished under my breath. “Not very conducive of work getting done though.”
“I heard that! I would have thought five orgasms would have calmed you down a bit.” She said entering the bedroom.
“Not even close!” I blurted without thinking.
She turned the corner “My horny little slut. I love…” her voice faded as she entered her bathroom and the door closed.
What did she say? I wondered to myself. I love it? I love you? My face flushed and heart raced like a schoolgirl. “Stop it! You are out of your mind Leasie.” said the voice in my head.
She walked back in a few moments later in her spandex shorts and sports bra. Her beautiful body on display, belly button visible, and begging to be kissed. I so wanted to kiss her all over and spend the day naked and intertwined.
“God, you’re sexy.” I said shaking my head in disbelief how quickly my focus and clarity were pushed aside by my inner slut.
She sat down at the opposite end of the table and took a bite of a strawberry. Even that was sexy. She saw me staring and smiled.
“You’re insatiable Ms. Carmichael. I am a sweaty mess and you are looking at me like a dog eying a bone.” She smiled innocently.
That look made me want her more.
Knock, Knock, Knock. “Housekeeping Mademoiselle Liebert.”
“Come in Emmie!” Yelled Cynthia.
Emmie was a young maid dressed much like the maids in the us a grey well-fitting smock and black pants. She had black hair pulled back in a bun and brown eyes. She was as the French would say “petite” and young looking.
“Emmie, thanks for coming up. This is Alecia, a very special friend who has joined my company. We are going to be spending a lot of time together, so I want you to take special care of her when she is staying here. It’s been a busy and exhausting twenty-four hours. We have showered a lot and I need you to give us fresh towels and bed linens this morning.” She looked at me smiling as my face flushed tomato red
“Oui Mademoiselle. Pleasure to meet you Alecia.” She smiled.
She said my name in French, I loved it. “The Pleasure is all mine.” I replied, not sure if I had ever used that phrase before. A remnant of my love for old movies I guessed.
Cynthia had wolfed down a baguette and sucked on a strawberry staring at me hungrily. I mouthed the word tease and she smiled.
“How is your mother Emmie?”
“She is much better mademoiselle, thanks for your help. She has been back to work now for eight months and has had no flare ups. It is a challenge keeping her on her exercise routine every day, but she is doing better.” She took a stack of towels and cleaning supplies into Cynthia’s bathroom.
Apparently, Cynthia actually took the time help out the maids mother. She really did have a great heart for someone so rich and influential.
“Now where were we Ms. Carmichael. You were saying that seeing my sweaty body and unmade-up face. Has made your beautiful, slutty little pussy wet again?” She said looking at me and biting into a strawberry.
She pulled the half-eaten strawberry from her mouth and moaned. “Mmmm, juicy and sweet.” She said slowly licking both lips.
My eyes widened and a rush of moist heat flooded my pussy. I looked toward her room to make sure Emmie was not eves dropping. “I am trying to focus, Cynthia! We have a huge meeting tomorrow and you keep distracting me.”
“By walking in here after my work out?” She asked tauntingly.
“Have you seen your ass in spandex?”
“So, you’re an ass girl?” She asked loudly.
“We need to change the subject. Are you going to get dressed so we can prepare for tomorrow?” I asked in my best schoolteacher voice.
“You’re down there lusting over my sweaty ass and you want me to focus?” She said again to loudly, and I looked for Emmie.
“Why are you so nervous? Are you ashamed of our relationship?”
My eye got big with an “are you crazy” look and I bobbed my head toward her room and mouthed “Emmie.”
“Ms. Carmichael, we are grown adults and Emmie has worked in the hotel industry for seven years. She has worked here since she was 16 and she has seen it all. You are a financial genius, Incredibly beautiful, the sexiest person on the planet and an insatiable little slut. Why wouldn’t I want to shout it to the world?”
A rush of heat hit my face and my pussy when she called me the sexiest person on the planet. I sat stunned and oblivious to everything but Cynthia Freakin Liebert. I felt powerless against her. Powerless was not the right word. I did not want to resist her. I wanted her more than anything and she knew it.
“Are you really ready to work or are your panties wet thinking about my tongue in your pussy?”
“I am ready to work Cynthia. Tomorrow’s meeting is vital to the future of the company and we need to…” She slid out of her seat and disappeared under the table.
“What are you doing Ms. Cynthia.” I said, kicking myself for calling her Ms. Cynthia, the name I am to use whenever she is pleasuring me. The side chairs were moving as she crawled toward my
“I am going to check those panties. If you have not yet soiled your panties, then I will get in the shower and we will be on our way. Otherwise I will need to remove them and eat your slutty little pussy until you cum again for the sixth time in 24 hours.” She said matter of factly.
Just then Emmie popped out from Cynthia’s room behind me, “I will get your room now, Ms. Carmichael.” She walked out into the hall and got some more towels off of her supply cart.
“Thanks Emmie.” I smiled nervously.
As Emmie reentered the room Cynthia spoke from under the table leaving me completely mortified.
“I think I can smell that wet little pussy already.” She thumped the chair close to me.
Emmie seemed not to notice and walked on into my room just as Cynthia’s hand caressed my calf. I could not believe what was happening. Cynthia Freakin’ Liebert was on hands and knees under the table looking up my skirt.
“This skirt it too tight Sweetie. We need to hike this up.” She gripped my calves and pulled. “Slide down a little and let’s see…” She pushed the skirt upward but could barely get passed my knees. “No, too tight, it needs to come off. Slide down more and pick up that sweet little ass Leasie.”
I did as commanded, without thought. Or should I say consumed by the thought of her magical tongue. Shifting my legs to the side she reached around my waist and manage the clasp on the back of the skirt with one hand and the zipper with the other. As I wiggled my hips she pulled of the skirt and my shoes off in a single motion.
I glanced toward my bedroom and thought I saw Emmie’s head retreat behind the door, but quickly lost focus when her hands gently moved up the back of my calves to my thighs. My ass hung on the edge of the chair and my body tingled with electricity from her touch.
She backed away and slid hands between my knees and spread me wide. “You horny little slut! You’ve already soaked through your panties!” She barked so Emmie had to hear.
I glanced at the door to see Emmie peeking as Cynthia’s tongue 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 wonder tongue.
The body shaking orgasm lingered with her tongue probing and lapping. I tried to pull away, my clit needing a break, but her triceps were over my thighs with a hand on each hip and she wanted more.
I gripped the back of her head and let her have her way despite the continued over stimulation of my clit. “Fuck, fuck, fuck Cynthia, Oh God I love your fucking tongue!”
She continued to lick slowly and suck and probe, lapping up my cum before letting loose with a labia stretching final suck. “Mmmm, juicy and sweet!” She shoved my chairback and crawled up between my legs and stood up leaning over me.
Her lips came close and I eagerly extended my tongue to get a taste. I put my arms around her neck and kissed her passionately. I wished I could return the favor.
She stood up and looked down at me shaking her head. “Do you think now you might be able to focus a while Leasie?”
“No promises!” I said panting. “I can’t believe what you do to me!”
Emmie had faded back into the bedroom, unnoticed by Cynthia.
“So, you’re blaming me for you’re being a horny little slut?” She smiled and headed to her room twirling my panties
“You made me this way Ms. Cynthia.” I suddenly realized I was naked from the waist down and Emmie was still in the room.
My skirt was tossed back under the table, so I had to get on all fours and reach under for it when, on que, she walked out of my room getting a perfect view of my naked ass. I spun around sitting on my ass and put my skirt over me.
“You Americans are funny sometimes. Your body is beautiful Ms. Carmichael, you don’t need to hide it. I assure you the pleasure has been all mine. If I may be of further service, please let me know. Ask for…”
“Emmie. I remember.” I smiled noticing her stunning green eyes. I found myself staring.
She gave a flirtatious smile “Bonne journée Mademoiselle.” She said as she walked out giving me a final look before closing the door.
I sat there, naked, wet and sticky pondering the spark with Emmie before the reality of tomorrow’s meeting came to mind again. I ran to my bathroom to clean up and returned to the table with my computer bag and files ready for the presentation material.
Cynthia came out looking completely together and professional. “Well Ms. Carmichael, I hope now you will be able to focus. I don’t think I have ever had six orgasms in twenty-four hours. If that doesn’t calm you down, I don’t know what will. Are we ready to get to work?”
“Yes Mam.” I said seriously and stood up.
“I just need to check something first.” She walked up to me and knelt down.
Her right hand traced its way up my inner thigh and tucked in between my legs and around to my naked ass. Her face lit up. “Good girl, you do learn quickly. Shall we go Ms. Carmichael?”
“Let’s Go!”
We arrived at the office around 1:15 and the team was assembled. Stephon and Emma from Marketing on one side of the table and Maurice and Russell on the other. It was a great experience in teamwork. The six of us had a Marathon session that lasted until 8:45 PM.
I had studied the complexity of LVMH in the week leading up to the trip but the reality of the companies and brands I would be dealing with if the deal went through was overwhelming,
They had six sectors that included Wine and spirits with brands like Dom Perignon, Hennessey and Chandon wines from Australia, India, China and California and more than ten other brands.
Fashion and leather goods included Louis Vuitton, Emilo Pucci in Italy, Cristian Dior
, Fendi and the Pink Shirt Maker in London.
Perfume and Cosmetics included Dior and Givenchy and Loewe along with Benefit Cosmetics in San Francisco.
Watches and Jewelry included Zenith and Tag Heuer watches in Switzerland
Retail included a huge food market La Grande Epicerie de Paris and Starboard retail shops on over 100 cruise ships and Global Duty-Free retail location.
The “Other” business segment included Financial weekly publications, high end yachts from the Netherlands and Luxury Belmond Hotels.
I would be visiting all of them in the next twelve months! Fortunately, the burning sting between my legs kept me grounded. About two hours into the meeting the sting from my overused and abused pussy became apparent. As the day wore on, I understood the meaning of Ariana Grande’s walking side to side. I was paying the price for six orgasms as I was rubbed raw. The exposure to the open air only seemed to dry me out and make it even worse.
Dinner was brought in and we ate in the conference room. I could not help but notice Maurice was eating at the exact spot my cum puddle had been on the table the day before.
When we returned to the hotel around 11:00 the pain had reached nearly unbearable.
“Are you ok Leasie?” She asked concerned.
I looked in her eyes and the embarrassment seemed to fade. “I am so sore.” I glanced down at my screaming lady parts.
“Well hell yes, we abused that sweet little thing. I can put some baby oil on that for you…”
“Oh God no!” I yelled.
“What a difference a day makes.” She replied smiling. “Let me get it for you and you can put it on since you don’t trust me.”
“It’s me I don’t trust. You applying baby oil to my pussy sounds like orgasm number seven and I can’t see that ending well tomorrow.”
She smiled. “Good point. I’ll be right back.”
I stood still, not moving until she came back.
“Thank you. I need to put in on right now…”
“We should get a good night sleep. If we head in about six, we can do a couple more dry runs before the meeting at ten.” She stepped forward and put a hand on my cheek and gave me a slow soft kiss. “Good night Leasie. Rest up Sweetie.”
“Good night.” I replied, needing some relief.
After applying the baby oil, I felt a lot better. I put on a grey and white stiped night shirt and climbed into bed thinking about the kiss and how good it felt to fall asleep with her last night.
A few moments later, I found myself knocking on her door. “Come in.” She said quickly.
The smile on her face said it all as she lay in bed. As I approached, she rolled back the covers and I climbed in next to her. She flipped off the light and faced me. She leaned in and kissed me sweetly. We kissed with gently swirling tongues for several minutes before she spoke.
“I am so glad you knocked Leasie. I…” She fell silent and looked into my eyes. After a moment she kissed me again rolled onto her back pulling me against her. I snuggled against her shoulder with my nose tickling her neck breathing in her perfume. I draped a leg across her, and we drifted off to sleep.
I awoke early and laid there listening to her breath and loving the feel of her skin against mine. I slowly caressed the skin on her soft belly and laid my head on her chest to hear her heartbeat. I sensed she was awake, but she did not speak. My fingertips dance across her silky skin.
“Mmmmm, good morning.” She sighed caressing my back with her left hand.
“Good morning Cynthia. Thank you for letting me do this. What a perfect way to spend the night.”
She kissed me softly, touching my face. I responded with a hand on her cheek, and a subtle probing tongue. Kissing her was remarkable. It caused butterflies in my stomach and woke up every nerve in my body. Despite my fear of morning breath, we kissed for several minutes before she broke the kiss and we laid facing each other locking eyes.
“Good Morning Ms. Carmichael.” she said in a contented sigh. I could have looked into her eyes all day long.
“Big day today. I can’t wait to close this deal!” I said rolling out of bed.
“Let’s do it!” She replied also rolling out.
We were dressed and out the door bright and early. And so, began the biggest day in company History. We presented the plan and preliminary fund offerings for their pension funds and targeted the changeover January first.
They wanted it for October first, basically two months away. We needed to move full speed ahead. It was decided I would start immediately to visit their locations first thing in the morning with Anatole Renaud their letch of a Vice President of Human Resources. We would map out the current investment options they offered employees and the closest equivalent of our funds, matching risk and investment profiles as closely as possible.
Then we would review the additional option for our exclusive hi performance funds and how to present them to employees.
The meeting wrapped at about 4:00 PM and Anatole and his team wanted to take me to La Grande Epicerie de Paris. It was remarkable. It was an upscale food market like nothing I had ever seen. It was five floors with open atrium with crisscrossing escalators consisting of over 100,000 square feet in the heart of Paris. While there I received a call from Cynthia.
“Hey Boss. What’s up?”
“Ms. Carmichael, I just wanted to say great job today. Maybe too good. I have no idea if it is possible or even legal to administer a launch this massive in two months. I have to take the redeye to New York and meet with legal counsel. Flying commercial! I hate it. Unfortunately, we must part company.”
I was shocked. It hit me like a slap to the face. My lack of panties suddenly felt like being naked on the streets. The thought of sleeping alone, the enormity of my project with LVMH, and traveling in a foreign country all felt overwhelming.
“Wow. I am going to miss you Ms. Cynthia.” I said sadly.
“That is an understatement Ms. Carmichael! I was so looking forward to some payback for services rendered. My condition should be passing in a day or two. And who knows when our paths will cross again. It could be weeks!”
“I know, it’s going to be torture! Can’t you wait until morning?” I pleaded.
“Unfortunately, the only window with our General Counsel is tomorrow. Keep Russel and Maurice close and call me anytime 24/7 if you need help. You’ve got this. LVMH is your only focus give them your undivided attention and you will have our full support. I will leave a corporate credit card in your name in the hotel room. You’ll need clothes for the next several weeks. You know who’s brands you will need to buy. Expense whatever you need Ms. Carmichael. How is that for a fringe benefit. A shopping spree in Paris for Louise Vuitton and Christian Dior.”
“Holy shit, are you serious?” I said too loudly before realizing I was with Anatole and company.
“Yes Ms. Carmichael, I am serious. You must look the part. You’re managing $48 Billion. A couple hundred grand is a rounding error.” She said calmly. But try to keep it less than 150K.”
“Ok,” I said trying not to make an ass of myself. “Oh, my poor plants…”
“What?” Said Cynthia confused.
“I’m sorry, it just occurred to me I bought new plants and there is no way the watering globes will keep them going until I get back. Stacey, is kind of far away from my apartment, though she does have a key…”
“Is that the young lady I met with you in the elevator?”
I was amazed she remembered. Cynthia’s mind was so sharp, and she remembered everyone she’s ever met it seems. “Yes, she was my college roommate, also a business major looking for work.” I added.
“I’ll tell you what, you’re at 71 Broadway right?” She said sounding excited.
“Yes.” I said tentatively
“It’s so close to the office. “I’ll water the plants on two conditions.”
“I couldn’t ask you to do that…”
“You didn’t hear the conditions” She interrupted.
“Ok, I’m listening.”
“I can use it to sleep over on late nights at the office, and when I do, I can put on your panties and call you for some assisted self-pleasuring.” She said in a sultry voice.
My face flushed red and my pussy flushed hot. “Oh, my God…” I so wanted to explore this further but the gallery of people I was with were hovering. “We have a deal, Ms. Cynthia, but I’m afraid my ferns may need a lot of love and attention.”
“You horny little slut!” She giggled. “I’m afraid I will also need to confiscate any panties that get soiled in the tending to your ferns as well.”
“I’m not going to have any left.” I said looking at Anatole making sure he was not eaves dropping or getting bored. It seemed Russel and Maurice were keeping him entertained.
“What a shame that would be… Easy access at all times.” She sighed.
My face just reddened more, and I could not think of a good retort.
“Text me Stacey’s number and resume. I will give her a call and arrange a meeting to get it from her and talk to her about employment options.”
“Oh, I just love you so much Cynthia. You are so generous. This is above and beyond anything I could have dreamed. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you.” I said excitedly until the first thing I said hit home.
“You’re welcome Ms. Carmichael, but I think you might be confusing unbridled lust for love Sweetie!”
There was an awkward pause and then she laughed. “I’m teasing. I just love you too Sweetie. Good luck with the letch and I will be in touch.” She hung up.
And thus, began a two-month trek to all of the major corporate offices of LVMH. About one week in I was at their office in Rome and we got a slight reprieve. They were legally obligated to finish the calendar year with their current provider. So, we only needed the employee interface up by October first so their employees could *********** their fund for transfer and set future allocations. Actual fund transfers would occur on January first, when the accounts went live.
I got into a routine of talking to Cynthia around lunch time and just before dinner regarding business and eventually pleasure on certain evenings after midnight. I would talk to Stacey and my parents between 11:00PM and Midnight. Having nightly calls with Stacey and or my parents really helped to keep me grounded.
Regarding Stacey and her job situation. On that first night I called her and had her send a resume. I helped her do some homework on Cynthia and the Company and they scheduled an interview the following week at my apartment where Cynthia got a key.
Maurice and Russell became buddies with me. I truly enjoyed being with them and we worked well together. Russell was divorced and Maurice was single and gay, so they were happy to be traveling with me. Not to mention they were incredibly helpful on my shopping spree. After a few days, even the letch Mr. Renaud turned out to be a joy to know.
I had finished dinner and returned to the Belmond Hotel Cipriani in Venice. I was in freakin’ Venice, in a $6000 per night hotel room with a patio overlooking the Adriatic for free, compliments of the letch and LVMH. It was the evening of the scheduled interview with Stacey and Cynthia.
I had let Stacey and Cynthia know I would be up late and hoped to hear from them. With the time difference it was about 3:00PM in New York. Their interview was at 7:00PM on a Friday night in my apartment. Cynthia was bringing dinner and they would eat and talk. If they finished at 9:00PM it would be 3:00AM in Venice.
I received a text from Stacey at 1:00AM
Stacey: She’s here!
Me: You’ll do great! Love you!
Stacey: Thanks, Soooo Much Love you too!
I went to bed and woke up at 6:00AM. Midnight in New York. I had no text from either of them. We had a fun day scheduled to sleep in and tour Venice for the afternoon.
I texted Stacey and ask how it went. I did not get a response by 6:15 and texted Cynthia.
Cynthia: It went well. She is a sweet girl. I think I found an opportunity she would love nearly as much as you. I’m wearing your panties… Call me!”
I was watching the sun rise over the Adriatic on a lounge chair in a nighty, and the text had my heart racing as I was dialed with a sense of purpose.
“Good morning Ms. Carmichael. I have been thinking about you.” She said sending a tingle from my ear to the tips of my toes.
I sighed and breathed deeply.
She continued.” I am laying on your bed Leasie. I am wearing your pink lace thong panties and your Tank T with a red heart on it. What about you?”
“I am on a lounge chair on a patio overlooking the sun rise over the Adriatic. It’s breath taking. I’m wearing a red silk camisole and red silk bikini panties.”
“Oh, I like that Leasie. I’ve been thinking a lot about you. You owe me you know.” She said moaning softly.
“Oh, I know. I’ve been fantasizing about pleasing you for a long time Ms. Cynthia.”
“Really? How long have you been lusting after me Ms. Carmichael? Hold that thought and I will be right back to you.” There was a long moment before she returned. “Sorry Ms. Carmichael, you were saying…”
“Well, that’s tough to say… Looking back there were hints… The first whiff of your perfume in the elevator the day we met, caused and interesting reaction… Boarding the plane to The Hamptons, when I first saw your ass in those jeans. Wow…It was the sexiest ass I had ever seen. I wanted to touch it. I wanted to bite it, I wanted to fuck Ghalib the cab driver. There were so many feelings unleashed.”
“Ms. Carmichael, you are getting me excited. Can we play a little game sweetie?” She asked seductively.
Intrigued, I told her yes.
“How bout you tell me how you would like to pay back your debt and we act it out right now?”
“I like that Idea, Ms. Cynthia. I miss you desperately and I’ve had no avenue of release.”
“Excellent, Ms. Carmichael. You say you’re wearing silk panties?”
“Yes,” I replied, heart racing.
“Can you please touch yourself through your panties just for a second?”
“Yes, Ms. Cynthia, but I need to go inside first.
“Why Sweetie?
“Someone might see me out here.” I said shyly.
“All the more exciting Leasie.”
Why did I melt whenever she called my Leasie? No one seemed to be up yet in the neighboring rooms, so I began.
“I’m touching myself Ms. Cynthia.” I said breathing deep.
“Excellent Sweetie. Does the silk feel good against you wet little 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 shoulders Ms. Cynthia. I can smell that perfume; it turns me on so much. I can feel your heartbeat as I kiss your tender neck. I have to have you Ms. Cynthia. I am laying you back onto the bed, reluctantly releasing those buns so I can support myself as I lay you down and slide you up to place your head on the pillow.” I rubbed myself and imagined her beautiful body pressed against mine, as I lowered myself onto her.
“I’m moving to your shoulders gripping your left should with my right hand and tracing the curve as I kiss the little gap above your collar bone. I’ve dreamed of having my way with you for so long. I can feel your hands caressing my back. I love it when you touch me Ms. Cynthia.” I was panting as my finger moved quicker. “I can feel you shiver as my breath hits your neck and your hands grip my ass.”
“Oh Leasie, I feel that in MY clit sweetie!” She whimpered using my line.
That sent a wave of pleasure though me and I knew I would be cumming quickly. She made me lose all control every time. I had to direct my narrative to justify my pending orgasm.
“What are you doing sliding your hand between us? I’m pleasuring y, you! Oh fuck! That finger!” I yelled working mine wildly through my panties.
Luckily, she took my que. “Feel how wet you are, you horny little slut! You’re gonna cum before me, again aren’t you?”
“Oh, God Ms. Cynthia!” I squealed fingering myself wildly. “It’s not fair. I remember that Friday night cumming with my face in your neck, smelling your perfume while Mr. Happy pounded my clit!”
“Oh, Sweetie that hot little twat is sucking my fingers in. Oh, my you are excited, aren’t you?”
“Oy Yes, I love what you do to me!” I said in a high-pitched whine. “I want you inside of me Ms. Cynthia.”
“You like it hard don’t you slut?” She panted and squealed apparently close to cumming too. “Beg for my fucking fingers Slut!”
“Finger fuck me Ms. Cynthia! Aaahhh fuuuuuuuuuuck! I’m gonna cuuuuummmmmmmmm. Oh, yeeeeesssssss Ms. Cyyyyynnnnthia! Fuck me hard! Pleeeaaaase!”
She screamed along with me as her orgasm built. I heard fingers sloshing and slapping her wet pussy along with muffled screams as the bed rustled in the background.
“Oh, fuck Ms. Cynthia. You’re making me cum so hard! I love what you do to mmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Cuuuuuummmmminnnnggg. OH God! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh baby! I’m cuuuuuuuummmmmminggggggggg.
“Yes! cum for me Leasie! You turn me on so much. Your pussy’s so warm and wet!”
I could barely hold the phone as I rubbed the wet silk on my clit. My entire body stiffened as I came hard just thinking about her. I had never been this out of control… Ever! But I had never felt so alive and free before. I wanted more of her. I had to have more of her and would do anything to get it.
As my orgasm passed, I lay there, eyes still closed, panting and touching myself. The panties were soaked through and the wet area covered halfway up to the waist band and around to the bottom of my ass.
“Oh, Ms. Cynthia, you make me crazy. I can’t stop thinking about you. Your skin, your scent, your taste, your eyes, your beautiful body. I want to kiss you all over. I need to see you and taste you. I can’t stop thinking about the taste when I sucked your cum off that vibrator. I wanna taste you pussy so badly. I need you to cum in my mouth with my tongue buried inside of you, and I need it right now!”
“Oh Leasie, your lips are so warm and soft on my neck. I want to feel them on my pussy. I want to stroke your hair while you probe me with your tongue. Kiss me Sweetie.”
“Yes, I love it when our tongues connect and meld together…Oh god.”
I swore I could hear the sounds of a passionate kiss. She really was good at this.
“I could kiss you forever, but I’ve waited so long, I need to taste you Ms. Cynthia. I am kissing the top of your chest, planting light kisses as my hands grip your shoulders. My stiff nipples are caressing the skin of your upper abdomen. Can you feel them?”
“Yes, your tits are tickling me, and your lips are magical…”
“I can feel your wet heat on my belly as I slide slowly lower, between your legs. Oh, Ms. Cynthia, I can smell that sweet pussy. I am kissing the top of your right breast…”
“Oooohhhh Sweetie, your lips are so soft, please don’t stop.” She sighed so sexily, I felt butterflies through my body.
I am raising myself up to see those beautiful breasts, they are so damned sexy… Oh baby, your eyes look like they could devour me. You make me so fucking wet.” I panted and she groaned softly. “I’m kissing your right nipple.”
“Oh, sweetie that feels so good, yes right there,” She whimpered.
“And now the left… I love every inch of you Ms. Cynthia.”
“Yeeessss,” she said softly. “I love feeling your skin against mine.”
“Your belly is like warm silk Ms. Cynthia.” My fingers worked the wet silk of my panties slowly up and down my slit. My mind could perfectly picture her tanned belly as I spoke. “I’m kissing circles around your belly button, leaning on my elbow as my hands caress your abdomen.
“That feels so good, your hands are so soft, and your lips, I can’t help pushing myself toward them longing for the next kiss. I want you so much Sweetie… Please…”
“I’m gripping the waist band sweetie; I need my panties off of you. That’s it Ms. Cynthia, raise those sexy hips.” I whimpered as my finger hit the spot again. “I’m peeling back the panties… Oh God, they’re clinging to those beautiful moist lips. They don’t want to let go. But I need to kiss you there…”
“Oh, fuck Leasie, please lick my pussy, oh God I need it…”
“Let’s get these off Ms. Cynthia. Damn I love watching you wiggle those hips… That’s it, passed the knees. Wow, you’re yanking those legs out. Oh shit, your legs are spread wide…”
“I want your tongue in there Sweetie…”
“Me too Ms. Cynthia, but it’s so pretty, let me see it for just a minute. Oh, fuck you smell so good. Let me get my hands under those thighs, I think I’m gonna need to hold on, you’re already gyrating and I’m not even touching you yet! Who’s the horny little slut now?”
“You’re such a terrible tease, please Leasie, you’ve tortured me enough. I’ve needed this for weeks…”
“But Ms. Cynthia, I need to kiss that silky skin on those firm inner thighs and feel them on my cheek first. You don’t want me to just dive in do you?”
“Yes! Please, lick my fucking pussy…”
“Oh God, Ms. Cynthia, I love it when you talk dirty, but you need to hold still a little, I can barely keep hold of that beautiful ass. You’re gonna strain something shoving that steaming little pelvis at me.”
“Please Leasie!” She whined.
I was barley touching myself, but she had me working into a frenzy of lust that I knew I could not control.
“Ok Ms. Cynthia, just let your ass rest on my hands and rest on the bed. I promise I will do all the work, just breath and relax. We’re both gonna enjoy this…”
“Ok, ooh, your hands are warm.
“Thank you, Ms. Cynthia, I like those knees in the air and your legs spread wide for, me. What a perfect little slit. I love the way your pink little lips are glistening. And I can see your clit hood bulging, I bet that little clit is ready to sing for me.”
“Please, make it sing Leasie. I’m so ready.” She pleaded.
“I’m kissing your left inner thigh just above the knee.” (She moaned). “And another an inch closer. Oh, your skin is like silk and your sent is making me tingle all over. I’m kissing closer, can you feel my breath Ms. Cynthia?”
“I feel it just like you were here with me Sweetie. Don’t stop, you’re so close.”
“My cheek is caressing your soft skin as I kiss the crease of your thigh and labia.”
“Oh yes I can feel that Sweetie.” She panted.
“I’m tickling your lips with the tip of my nose…”
“Oh yes…”
“Shall I kiss you now?” I asked teasing as my finger rubbed faster.
“Yes please.” She sighed.
“But I haven’t tasted your right thigh yet. I’m kissing the right crease…”
She whispered, “Please just eat my pussy now.” I heard the bed rustling again and heavy exhale.
“Relax that pretty pelvis Ms. Cynthia, I’m kissing toward your knee… almost done.”
More moans and rustling in the background. I loved knowing I could excite her, hopefully, at least close to as much as she excited me.
“There all done. I love looking into your eyes Ms. Cynthia. I have been waiting for this. I have craved it since I got the taste off your vibrator. I knew I had to have more and would do whatever it took to get it. I’m moving my face closer to you. Damn your eyes are beautiful…”
“Uh huh.” She moaned frantically.
“My tongue is slowly extending as I get closer. You smell so sexy Ms. Cynthia. Here it comes…”
“Uuummmmmm yesssssss.” She whispered.
“I’m sliding the tip of my tongue ever so slowly into the bottom of your slit…”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuu.” She moaned softly.
“That’s it, raise those hips and bring that wet pussy to me. My tongue is running slowly up your slit, just teasing both labia as I go. You taste amazing Ms. Cynthia, I need more. I’m looking at you and pulling back. (She whimpered) “I’m going to lick you for real now Ms. Cynthia, and I’m not going to stop until you cum in my mouth.”
“Oh, yes please! Make me cum Sweetie!”
“I’m taking a firm slow lick up your hot cunt.”
“O, ooo, ooo, ooh.” She groaned in a broken spastic gasp. Feels so good St, Leasie.”
“I’m Gripping your ass and pressing my face between your soft wet lips. Oh God I love tasting you. My tongue is probing your pussy while I rub your clit with my nose…”
“Oh fuck, Sweetie, it’s so good!” She squealed. “Please don’t stop! Your tongue’s so warm inside me…”
“I’m not stopping Honey, I wanna taste every bit of your sweet juice. I’m wiggling my tongue inside you and rubbing my nose as fast as I can on your stiff little clit.”
“Oh Shit, I’m cumming Sweetie, shoving your head into me. Aaaaahhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!”
“I love your cum Cynthia. I’m squeezing your ass and forcing my tongue as deep as I can. I’m not letting go. Oh yes, grind yourself against me baby.” I worked my finger harder through my panties.
“Cu, uu, uumming! Fuck! Aaaaahhhh! Fuck!” She screamed as her orgasm peaked.
“Oh, that tongue, it’s sooooooo gooooood!”
” I love your cum! I’m lapping up every drop, licking your pink hot lips I love that sticky sweet cum Ms. Cynthia and I need more…”
“Please, it’s too…”
“I’m sucking that clit and kissing it while I lap at your wet slit with my tongue, gripping your ass and not letting go.”
“Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh, shit sweetie, it’s too much. Holy shit, please.”
“You taste to good Ms. Cynthia, I gotta have more.” I could feel an orgasm building again. She was like a bad drug I couldn’t kick, and I didn’t want to.
She squealed like she was in pain as I sucked her stiff little clit in my mind.
“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! She screeched in a growing crescendo as both our orgasmed approached.
“Oh God, I’m cumming Ms. Cynthia, your pussy tastes so good.” I held the phone to my ear and shoved my left hand into my panties and my cum soaked fingers from my right hand into my mouth. “Oh God, I love your cuuuummmmm! Oooooohhhhh! Ooooooohhhhh! God! Yes.” I mumbled and sucked my fingers while my other hand stimulated my clit.”
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” She repeated in rapid succession as we came together.
We both panted and groaned as we slowly gained control of ourselves. After a moment she spoke panting. “Well Ms. Carmichael, I hope that will take the edge off a bit. Looking at our calendar, it could be weeks until we’re together again.”
“Did it ever take the edge off,” I said breathing heavy.
I opened my eyes just in time to see the couple from the next suite staring at me with wide eyes and open mouths. They smiled and then looked at each other hungrily. Then he planted a kiss on her, and they hobbled back inside keeping full tongue engagement. “I think the couple next door got breakfast and a show, and now they are going for dessert!” My face reddened.
“I am sure you were quite the sight Ms. Carmichael. We should do this again soon. If you will forgive me, it’s late and I have some urgent matters to attend.” She said cheerily with a giggle.
“It was a memorable call Ms. Cynthia. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I look forward to a face to face; very soon I hope. Until then Ciao Bella!”
When we hung up, I looked at my panties, and they were wet nearly to the waist band and from the feel of it, half my ass was wet. I smiled at the thought of mailing them to her. I leaned back, closed my eyes and thought about when I might finally have my tongue in her tender sweet pussy. The moment was topped off by the ensuing moans of passion coming from the open bedroom door of the couple in the next suite…
To be continued…
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