The task seemed easy and pleasant, but it was cleverly wicked... See, I'm not sure of my own feelings towards Red. She's cute, friendly and helpful, I love it when we spend the time together (not much of that lately, mind you, but still...), I like it when sometimes we all sit late in the night, talking some crap, laughing, sipping booze. Red is warm and kinda loveable. I don't think there are some deeper feelings between us, but certainly I have a crush on her. I'd love to grab her one day, pull her into a bed and seize her, blow her mind out with one orgasm after another, make her scream and make her to make me scream. Roughly and gently, wildly and calmly, all day long...
I guess my Mistress is aware of it and that's why she wanted me to push it. I was to violate Red's privacy and fuel my desires further, in a very kinky way...
It wasn't easy to find the good moment - I wanted to enjoy it and so I needed the time. Red intended to leave for home for the weekend, so I took my time and prepared myself. On Saturday I got ants in my pants and I had been greviously disappointed when Red decided to stay. I tried to encourage her a little, but I didn't want to look like if I was hurrying her. And so I waited...
Finally - on Sunday morning she left and told us she'll be coming back tomorrow, straight to the class. I sighed with relief whe the door shut after her. I tried not to rush, but I simply couldn't help myself... Fortunately - or not? - the girls ordered some big cleaning, so we spent whole afternoon dusting, vacuuming, washing and what not. After that I dropped dead on my bed and slept hard 'till late evening.
And then... The game was on.
Yeah, just like that...
I had waited 'till girls shut the lights and silently I slipped out of my bed. I locked the doors and at last I could celebrate my little kink. I stripped nude and slowly I walked to Red's bed, imagining her laying there and watching me with her big, green eyes. I've decided to give her a little show.I reached under her quilt and pulled out her new favourite nightie, present from our last escapade. I sniffed it, smelling the delicate perfumes and her own scent, subtle, yet recognizable. Shivers went down my spine, when I touched the soft material and ornate laces. I slowly pulled it on me, enjoying it's gentle touch. I didn't want to adjust it, not to leave any signs of my play, so it had to left the straps off, pulling out my boobs, unable to fit them in. Even Red's shapely apples were barely contained, not to mention mine! I felt wetness between my legs, my fanny reminding of herself. I stood there, barely dressed in my crush's nightgown, dancing slowly with my hips, trying to look sexy and teasing. I imagined her laying there, enjoying the show, maybe masturbating to it? It would be soo nice to see her gasping and shaking, biting her lips, with hands pressed between her slim legs. I danced there for a while, giving her a good look over my naked tits and barely covered arse, sticking it out, bending down and showing her my gaping pussy, hot, hungry and leaking. I wish I could do a lapdance for her one day!
Then I decided it's finally her turn to give me some pleasure. I slowly crawled on the bed and gently kissed the place, where I guess her lips should be. The pillow had soft, thick case and smelled with henna (Red's favourite shampoo). My mouth touched it and had to really keep myself in check, not to devour it whole. I imagined Red pressing her cheek to the spot I kissed, like it could transfer my kisses to it. I caressed and fondled the pillow, pushing my boobs against it, wanting to feel Red's mouth on them. The cool touch of soft material made me moan and I somewhat hastily pulled myself up and straddled the pillow, like it was Red's face.
AB-SO-LU-TE-LY!
I kissed it softly with my pussy lips, leaving the wet marks on the delicate fabric. The feeling gave me chills, gentle touch made me dizzy. I imagined touching Red's glossy lips with my fanny, her tongue slipping in, looking for my clit. I gasped and pressed harder, trying to push it deeper, all the way in - but the soft tongue escaped and hid under thin material. I grinded my hips, trying to rub my clit against it, tugging lightly my nipples. I rode it for a long while, enjoying the sensation. I imagined her trying to do her best to satisfy me as I pressed harder, smothering her and demanding more. I moaned, feeling my pleasure building up, I fondled my tits and squeezed them, pulling on the barbells. My moves bacame faster, but it's not so easy to stimulate by just rubbing the smooth material back and forth!Finally, after really long while I felt desperate. I folded the pillow, so that the corner of it protruded straight up and sat on it, pressing the tip against my clit. Suddenly it took me only few moves to feel the overwhelming heat wave exploding somewhere inside me and by the last effort, I snatched another pillow and stuffed my mouth with it, biting it hard and muffling my screams. And then I came.
I came hard, long, riding the pillow like crazy, screaming into another and curling my fists, trying not to rub my clit harder. The convulsions nearly threw me on the floor, I kept my balance only barely. I came three or four times, constantly screaming, moaning, then finally gasping, unable to make any comprehensible sound.
I fell over on my side, keeping the pillow tight between my tighs, unwilling to let it go. I felt spent, shivers of delight went up and down my legs, the fuzzy feeling deep between them overwhelmed me. I layed down for a while, then reluctantly I stood up on trembling legs.
The pillowcase was a ruin. I stripped it off and left the pillow on a radiator, dropping the case into washing machine. I turned it on and finally slipped back into my bed, after putting Red's nightie back in it's place. I thought of some good excuse, why her pillow smelled my pussy juices, but I left it for another day, drifting off to sleep, full of red, curly hair.
I hope I had satisfied You, my Mistress.
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