Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

"Yes, Governor," I whispered.

"It's Daphne, my pet," she purred, tugging on my ear.

"Sssssssorry," I replied, distracted.

"Don't apologize, my pet," she whispered, her tongue exploring my ear unlike anything I had ever felt.

"Okkkkkkkay."

Looking back into my eyes, she continued the flattery, her hands going behind my back, "I am serious, Jenny. You're a very beautiful young lady."

My whole body trembled at her soft touch and warm words. "Not many people have ever said that about me, besides my Mom," I admitted, joking but not really.

"Let's get you out of this dress and see the rest of you, my pretty girl," she instructed.

With her assistance, I was soon feeling very vulnerable in her bed wearing only a lace bra and thigh highs.

"Delicious," she purred as she buried her face between my small breasts.

The maid walked in with a tray, not even blinking at the sight on the bed.

Daphne requested, "Can you also pull out box two please, Layla?"

"Of course," she smiled, now glancing at me with a knowing look, even gazing admiringly at my barenaked pussy. I didn't think the best personal servants were supposed to notice things like that; obviously the Gov... Daphne must have different expectations than most.

I felt slightly ashamed being seen by a stranger in such a compromising position, yet my eagerness to obey this beautiful older woman overrode any sense of humiliation.

Daphne unclasped my bra as she whispered playfully, "Let's see these little titties up close and personal, shall we?"

"Oh God," I moaned, as she placed her lips gently on my erect nipple.

"So young and pure," Daphne said, as her tongue swirled around my nipple.

Layla returned to the bed with a gold box and said, again unlike other top of the line servants in an entendre-filled purr, "Here is your box, Governor."

"Thank you, Layla," Daphne said, standing up. "Could you unzip me?"

"Yes, ma'am," she nodded, going behind the Governor, unzipping her and then assisting in allowing the dress to slither down the Governor's body and pool slowly to the floor, then giving her neck a brief kiss which the Governor acknowledged with a soft touch on the side of her head before Layla stepped back. I began to suspect that in Daphne's house almost all activities were accompanied by tiny sensuous rituals.

Not surprisingly, the Governor had voluptuous breasts and my mouth watered with anticipation at the thought of sucking on them. She was also wearing a blue thong and thigh highs herself.

Layla retrieved the dress and attached it to a hanger nearby. "Will there be anything else, ma'am?"

"Not right now," the Governor said, waving her away not officiously but graciously, although her eyes never left mine. "So my pet, do you like what you see?"

"You're the one who is beautiful," I returned her compliment, star-struck.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, my dear," she smiled, as she unclasped her own bra and allowed it to fall to the thick carpet.

I stared at her breasts like a teenage pervert.

She moved to the bed, fell onto her back and instructed, "Come here my pet, let's give you the opportunity of worshipping me, as you so sweetly requested." "Yes, Mistress," I agreed too eagerly, as I lay down beside her and stared again at her breasts.

"Go ahead, my dear, play away," she smiled.

I leaned forward and cupped both her breasts in my hands. They were so much bigger than mine and heavier, too.

"You have such soft, gentle hands," she moaned ever so softly.

I leaned forward, wanting to hear her moan again just because of me, and took her right nipple between my lips. I licked on it, sucked on it and even bit on it, before moving across and replicating this lengthy attention on her other nipple. "That's it my good girl, make love to my breasts," she moaned.

After a couple more minutes I began slowly slithering my way down her body, kissing and caressing her belly, her belly button and finally reaching her barely-covered pussy. My hands trembling, I respectfully grasped her thong, gazed up into her warm eyes, and she lifted her ass up to allow me to remove it from her person.

Once it was off, I don't know why I did it, but I brought the thong to my nose. Her personal scent was exotic as it swarmed me like a spray of perfume at a Sax Fifth Avenue fragrance counter.

"That wetness in my thong arrived there all because of you, my dear," the Governor said, pulling me out of my brief reverie and back into what I had been doing.

I smiled, suddenly a bit brazen, "Well, in that case I guess I should sample a taste directly from the source."

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"That you should," she smiled back, opening her legs for me in a wide welcome.

I crawled between her silky nylon-covered legs, my hands slowly and appreciatively gliding up them, until I was looking directly at a lovely bald pussy with just the slightest sheen on its lips.

"Go ahead my pet, lick my cunt," she said, the earthy 'c' word plonked within her elegant phraseology so deliciously startling. She knew she was granting a fond wish, knowing I couldn't wait to do exactly that!

I leaned forward, extended my tongue and began parting her pussy lips. Like Big Rosie earlier, her exotic unique taste was addicting and if I had any lingering doubts of my sexuality (which I didn't after the crazy twenty-four hours I'd just had) they were officially put to rest the moment my tongue touched her. I took my time, not wanting this moment ever to end. I was on my heroine's bed, licking her pussy and consumed by her scent and taste. I doubted it could ever get any better than this moment. (Regarding that last thought, I would later learn I was greatly mistaken: I had some difficult and sometimes painful challenges ahead, but also some amazing pinnacles.) I stretched up to flick my tongue across her clitoris and smiled as her legs twitched.

She moaned, "You really are a little tease, my dear."

"I just never want this moment to end, Mistress," I moaned back.

"Don't worry my dear, this will not be a onetime thing. I already have big plans for you," she moaned, her hand combing through my hair and pulling me deeper into her perfection.

A chill went up my spine at her promise. I replied, as I continued licking her wetness, "I am always available for you."

"I know you are," she replied, as she began moving her ass up and down, slowly riding my face for her personal enjoyment. Her wetness gushed onto my face as I desperately tried to lick and suck while she got herself off. "Oh yes, mmmmm, yes my sweet, I'm coooooming," she screamed, rather un-gubernatorial-like like as she held my face tight against her flooding cunt. I savoured every drop of her pussy cum as if it were some kind of artesian water. Finally she let go of my head, looked down at me, and enquired graciously, "And you only yesterday first indulged in a pussy?"

"Yes, but so far you're the best!" I nodded, my face soaking wet with her pussy juice, easily as delicious as Big Rosie's, which I understood was legendary.

"Well, you're definitely a natural," she smiled. "Now be a dear and bring that gold box over to the bed."

Curious as heck, I crawled off the bed, picked up the large box nearby and returned to the afterglow that was Daphne.

"Open it up," she instructed.

I did and was staring at a plethora of sex toys... many I couldn't even begin to fathom how they might be used.

She sat up and joined me before extending an invitation, "Would you care to join me in fucking each other to euphoria, my pet?"

"God, yes," I said, still staring into the box.

She grabbed a lengthy double-ended dildo and two strange-looking long-handled devices.

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"Lay on your back," she instructed. As she rubbed one end of the dildo up and down my pussy lips she added, "I see you're still very wet."

"Drenched," I moaned, as she slowly slid the long, thick dildo inside me. I watched in stunned silence as she then inserted the other end inside her own cunt and gradually moved her body towards mine.

"Oooooooh," I moaned, as the dildo was pushed deeper inside me the closer her cunt got to mine. "I'm going to fill that tight little cunt, Jenny," she promised, as her legs and mine criss-crossed. "Okkkkkkkkay," I whimpered, as the dildo went deeper in me than I thought anything was possible. "Almost there," she moaned, and a moment later our pussy lips were wetly kissing each other's.

"Soooo full," I moaned, as she slowly began rubbing her cunt up and down on mine, creating a new sensation in my body. I followed suit, rubbing up and down too, making the dildo move all around inside me... touching and teasing every inch of my cunt.

We fucked each other pussy to pussy for several minutes, the only sounds our moaning and the bouncing of the bed.

"Now relax," Daphne said, holding a wand, now buzzing.

"Okaaaaay," I obeyed.

"I am going to send you to a whole new universe of euphoria," she promised.

"Aaaaaaaah, fuck," I screamed, the moment the toy touched my clit. The vibrations were intense and created constant waves of pleasure that cascaded right through me, exploding as they went.

"I call this thing the multiply-inator," she moaned and giggled as she added, "It gives me multiple orgasms."

"It is driving me craaaaaazy!" I screamed, louder than the usual shy me would ever vocalise, even when bellowing!

"I want you come again and again, my pet," she instructed.

"I've never had multiple orgasms before," I admitted.

"Well, it's time for you to have them," she purred as she began grinding her ass back and forth, fucking the dildo deeper into me. This, mixed with the crazy sensations of the wand, was too much and I came seconds later.