SCENT Sense - Initiation to.....
Yes, Miss Dahle appeared at my door. Naked. I hadn't heard the shower, so I guess she had been true to her word: she would do so in the morning - far too tired this evening.
She had been in her office from early morning, until late afternoon. Then coasted home in her deep red Mercedes, to collect me. She was taking me to the theatre! She loved the theatre, and was excited for me to accompany her, while I was staying with her. She appeared to have changed clothes at the office: very slim fitting expensive-looking red dress, stockings (as always!) and beautiful black heels. Big and second toes peeping out. Yeah! Stare? Couldn't help it. Goddess, for sure. I still could not believe that I was with our Head teacher! I mean............fuck! Did she have underwear on? Help? What a chi*d I still was.
In our seats, we were both very warm. She, from her day, I, being so close to her, and her body. And her Scent. Yes, her Smell. She removed her shoes on the green carpet. I nearly passed out. Beautiful feet! My mind in a Rush! My body with a covering of sweat. My sex.. well my journey was starting. Throbbing, and I was longing to touch myself. Hard. To help me cope. I hid my tears successfully. Oh please, I want her, I thought. I knew I did. Did she know I did? Did she know that She did?
What a relief to get out of there! To walk with her into the cool air. Away from the intensity of her Body so close to me. We had some pasta somewhere, in a classy place (of course). She had wine, but I wasn't allowed. Although I would enjoy her wine scented breath later, as I discovered.....
I was naked when she popped her head round the door to say her good night. Fuck! I thought, This is crazy. So I slid into bed to at last.....Masturbate! At! Last! Until............
"Nicola". Just one word. And Miss Dahle was in my bed with me. Oh myGod! She covered my mouth with hers. Winesweet air filled my mouth. Her tongue filled my mouth. Tears again. Shhhhhh she said to me. We kissed for the longest time. She moved my arm upwards. I held her small breast. Oh, how exquisite her nipple felt. Then she moved my hand lower down. She was fully shaved. Smooth. For me? Like, she asked? I just closed my eyes, streaming. Do as I do, she said, as she touched Mine. We softly rubbed each other's clitoris, both becoming moist. She knew that she couldn't enter me, but she eased my middle finger lower down. And in. Her moisture managed to cover my finger, and hand. Oh this is bliss, I thought. Miss Dahle, my Head teacher, lowered the covers off from us, and she crawled slowly down the bed. Her hand travelled with her, on me, to reassure me. She opened my legs, and my sex was fully hers. Clitoris clearly ready, lips apart, vagina, well, begging. Her mouth took me. Everywhere, there. And fingers. This felt like my masturbation, but on another level. This was different. She knew Exactly what to do. I stretched out my arms. She was adoring my Cunt, all the while touching my Anus. THIS was beauty. All parts of my 'her' were in ecstasy. Outside. Inside. Her tongue; ohhhhh..... I held on for as long as I could, but Orgasm completely overtook me. A wave. Up from my groin to my head, and back down to my toes. I cried out, and she kept stimulating me. Everywhere. There, and there, and there, and.... Slowly easing as my body slowly let go, in shudders, then shivers. THAT was orgasm.
Her mouth, smelling of wine, and me, and herself, whispered in my ear. Darling, my turn tomorrow.
She had been in her office from early morning, until late afternoon. Then coasted home in her deep red Mercedes, to collect me. She was taking me to the theatre! She loved the theatre, and was excited for me to accompany her, while I was staying with her. She appeared to have changed clothes at the office: very slim fitting expensive-looking red dress, stockings (as always!) and beautiful black heels. Big and second toes peeping out. Yeah! Stare? Couldn't help it. Goddess, for sure. I still could not believe that I was with our Head teacher! I mean............fuck! Did she have underwear on? Help? What a chi*d I still was.
In our seats, we were both very warm. She, from her day, I, being so close to her, and her body. And her Scent. Yes, her Smell. She removed her shoes on the green carpet. I nearly passed out. Beautiful feet! My mind in a Rush! My body with a covering of sweat. My sex.. well my journey was starting. Throbbing, and I was longing to touch myself. Hard. To help me cope. I hid my tears successfully. Oh please, I want her, I thought. I knew I did. Did she know I did? Did she know that She did?
What a relief to get out of there! To walk with her into the cool air. Away from the intensity of her Body so close to me. We had some pasta somewhere, in a classy place (of course). She had wine, but I wasn't allowed. Although I would enjoy her wine scented breath later, as I discovered.....
I was naked when she popped her head round the door to say her good night. Fuck! I thought, This is crazy. So I slid into bed to at last.....Masturbate! At! Last! Until............
"Nicola". Just one word. And Miss Dahle was in my bed with me. Oh myGod! She covered my mouth with hers. Winesweet air filled my mouth. Her tongue filled my mouth. Tears again. Shhhhhh she said to me. We kissed for the longest time. She moved my arm upwards. I held her small breast. Oh, how exquisite her nipple felt. Then she moved my hand lower down. She was fully shaved. Smooth. For me? Like, she asked? I just closed my eyes, streaming. Do as I do, she said, as she touched Mine. We softly rubbed each other's clitoris, both becoming moist. She knew that she couldn't enter me, but she eased my middle finger lower down. And in. Her moisture managed to cover my finger, and hand. Oh this is bliss, I thought. Miss Dahle, my Head teacher, lowered the covers off from us, and she crawled slowly down the bed. Her hand travelled with her, on me, to reassure me. She opened my legs, and my sex was fully hers. Clitoris clearly ready, lips apart, vagina, well, begging. Her mouth took me. Everywhere, there. And fingers. This felt like my masturbation, but on another level. This was different. She knew Exactly what to do. I stretched out my arms. She was adoring my Cunt, all the while touching my Anus. THIS was beauty. All parts of my 'her' were in ecstasy. Outside. Inside. Her tongue; ohhhhh..... I held on for as long as I could, but Orgasm completely overtook me. A wave. Up from my groin to my head, and back down to my toes. I cried out, and she kept stimulating me. Everywhere. There, and there, and there, and.... Slowly easing as my body slowly let go, in shudders, then shivers. THAT was orgasm.
Her mouth, smelling of wine, and me, and herself, whispered in my ear. Darling, my turn tomorrow.
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