“Fancy a glass of wine?” she asked as I dropped her off after rehearsal.
“Yeah, why not?” I said looking at my watch.
As we stood at the kitchen table, she whispered that she had really enjoyed our mutual session the week before and had got herself off quite a few times just thinking about it. To be honest the sight of her in front of me rubbing her sopping pussy was more than I could stand during the last week too.
“I’d love to do it again,” she said as she pushed herself up against me.
“Me, too,” I replied, “But this time the pleasure is all yours.”
As she looked up at me., I kissed her deeply on the lips and told her to go to her room, take her clothes off, but leave her knickers on and lie face down on her bed. I told her not be to worried as all she had to do was relax and enjoy.
After five minutes I followed her to her room and there she was as I’d asked. Face down, arms by her side, orange panties highlighted against her pale skin. I walked in, shedding my clothes as I approached the bed but leaving my pants on.
I approached her bedside table and picked up a bottle of massage oil which I had seen through door on my last visit. I moved over to the bed, reached over and kissed the back of her neck and her shoulders gently.
I emptied a small amount of oil into my hands, rubbed them together and began to massage her shoulders, neck and upper back, varying the pressure I applied and taking turns to nibble her neck. As I did so I heard her sigh and stir beneath me, just gently moving her hips against her bed.
Placing both hands on her shoulders with my thumbs towards her spine, I continued to explore the tightness in her muscles before running my right forefinger down her spine as far as the crease in her arse, just sliding gently into her panties half an inch or so.
This continued for the next five minutes or so and she responded, sighing and moving under my touch. I alternated the use of my hands with kisses across her shoulders and down her spine, often tracing a line across the top of her panties.
I ran my hands down the backs of her legs and back up to the join at the top of her thighs making sure I gently separated her buttocks to open her pussy lips.
It was time for her to turn over. She rolled over and lay on her back, arms out to her side and her legs slightly parted. I was sitting to her right and for the first time could see her breasts and her nipples. Although her skin was pale, her nipples were pretty dark and erect enough to deserve a tweak.
Before continuing I leaned over her and gave her a slow but short kiss. She tried to put her arms around me but I pushed them back down, telling her this time was her time.
I poured some oil over her breast and began to stroke them slowly, pinching her nipples alternatively. This had a desired effect as she closed her eyes and began to breathe a bit more heavily, letting out an occasional moan.
As her hips began to move, I ran my palms down her body slowly towards her panties, making her think I was going to touch her. I didn’t and continued down her thighs with each hand pausing on her ankles before making my way slowly back up to her pussy.
As I did so, she opened her legs a touch more which allowed me to stroke the inside of her thighs using my thumbs to spread each side. This revealed a dark stain on her panties as her juice had begun to flow with her arousal.
I could tell she was getting turned on as every one of my movements around her pussy was greeted with a gentle thrusting of her hips revealing her desperation for a touch.
For the next couple of minutes I alternated between massaging her breasts, her stomach and the area around her pussy. She appeared to be in some other place. I was teasing and avoiding every contact with her pussy.
It wasn’t fair so I decided to take my forefinger and starting at the top and in the middle of her panties, run it slowly and gently, down over her panty covered mound, over her clit and over the mess that was the entrance to her juice filled pussy. She nearly came there and then so I took my hand away and repeated that downward journey again and again, each one causing her to thrust and buck trying to get some pressure from my hand.
To try and bring this to a conclusion, I cut short the journey and just moved between her clit and pussy lips, increasing pressure slightly every time. She was almost coming so I pulled aside her sopping panties and slipped two fingers between her pussy lips. She groaned and I could tell she was on the edge.
I slid my fingers out and in and out and then as they went in for the third time, she hunched in the way she does when she comes, groaning and and grabbing my neck, pulling against me as I slid in for the final time, using my thumb to touch her clit and send her over the edge. Her face and breasts were scarlet and as I continued to fuck her with my fingers she began the familiar convulsions I had grown to love over the past few weeks.
As she settled back down in post orgasmic bliss, I stepped up the pace and with my fingers fucking her at high speed. Boom the orgasm hit. Her thighs snapped shut as she doubled up again, her face showing total pleasure before opening up again for a final thrust.
“Oh fuck, Oh fuck, Oh fuck,” she said as she lay there arms and legs akimbo.
I licked my fingers, tasting her sweet scent before leaning over to give her a deep, deep, deep kiss.
“Goodnight,” I said. “See you next week, think of something naughty and we’ll do.”
With that I left her on her own bed and went home.
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