The stinging water scalded her skin, causing her to brace herself as it streamed out and splashed against her breasts, torso, and stomach. It felt refreshing, but she knew she’d have to get out too soon if she didn’t cool it off a little. Reaching down, she started to turn the hot down, but then kept going, turning it off completely.
The cool water immediately shocked her system and she gasped in surprise, but didn’t back away.
A vision came back to her then, and she smiled, whimpering quietly to herself as the shock of the cool water woke her completely. Amanda had been sitting in front of her when the blindfold was removed.
She still couldn’t believe she’d done what Amanda had ordered her to. It was a sin, wasn’t it?
A shiver went down her body as she thought about leaning forward, and inexpertly licking at the woman’s privates. Amanda had quickly taught her what she wanted, telling her precisely where to lick. Obediently, turned on beyond all rational thought, Sam had done as she’d been asked. Her tongue was going to need practice if she was going to be doing that for her two new masters, though.
Amanda had taken a few minutes to bring to orgasm, and Pastor Dan had been so turned on by the sight, that he’d taken his own penis into his hand and brought himself off manually. Strangely though, he hadn’t warned Sam about his impending eruption and had shot it all over Amanda’s stomach and torso.
Irritated at him, Sam slid up her body and slurped it all down, turning briefly to admonish him about not letting her swallow it directly. Then, she’d returned to Amanda’s nethers and continued the licking.
The older woman had cum, and apparently it was a very hard orgasm. The one time Sam had experienced, it had been so powerful she couldn’t think or see straight while it was happening. Her whole body had tightened up and then released, as her… pussy… throbbed, convulsed, and contracted again and again. She could see Amanda wriggling and writhing as she licked again and again at the little fleshy nub that she’d pointed out.
Finally, Amanda had relaxed, and the two got dressed. After Pastor Dan and his wife were fully clothed, they undid Sam’s restraints and let her get dressed. Making herself presentable to return home, Sam had come out of Dan’s private bathroom.
Amanda had come over and pulled her face upward, kissing her tenderly in the softest, most passionate kiss she’d ever had. Sam whimpered softly as she recalled it, then sighed when she realized that she was rubbing her… pussy… again. She’d gotten home last night and had lain in bed, going over the event again and again. At one point, she realized that she was rubbing her own little nub, and had brought herself to a surprising second orgasm.
Groaning at her own weakness, she began to rub a little faster, thinking about how Pastor Dan’s cock had been inches away and how much she’d wanted it in her mouth. She thought about how wet the act of being denied his cock had made her own… pussy… and how much she’d wanted him to just let her suck it. She began to cum when she thought about how different Amanda’s pussy had tasted, but how much it had turned her own to do so. Steadying herself for a moment on the wall, Sam continued to rub and stroke her nub, her thighs shaking as she came, pleasure flooding every inch of her body.
Turning over in bed, she sighed in post-orgasmic bliss and relished the feeling of her smooth sheets on her sensitive skin. She glanced at her phone, wishing Amanda or Pastor Dan would text. Groaning in irritation, she tossed it back to the mattress and turned over to the other side. She couldn’t believe how much she was thinking about what had happened!
Her cell went off and she excitedly flipped over and grabbed it, desperately clicking to see who had texted her.
She frowned. It was just Keith.
“Damnit,” she swore, then covered her mouth, wide-eyed. She quickly began to feel bad about being disappointed that it was just her boyfriend texting her.
Quietly admonishing herself for being a bad girlfriend, she checked the text message and smiled.
“Good morning, beautiful!” it said.
Warm feelings washed over her then and she smiled, laying back in the soft mattress. He was such a patient boyfriend.
“Good morning!” she sent back.
She set the phone down and mused about how affectionate and patient he was while she waited for his response. It came quickly and she reached for her phone again.
Covering her mouth in amusement, she saw that he’d sent her a picture.
“What’s going on?” he asked. “I’m being lazy this morning.” The picture was below the text and showed him laying in bed, but he didn’t have a shirt on.
She giggled and lay in bed, much the same way he was. Something playful and a bit naughty came over her then, and she giggled. Pulling the sheet down, she exposed her breasts and raised her cell phone. Turning it over so she could see what she was doing, she lined up the shot and took the picture. Examining it first, she decided it was good, and took another for good measure, and then a third and fourth. The first was the best of the bunch though, the others seemed like she was concentrating on something, and she sent that one off to him with the text, “Same here,” and a widely smiling emoji.
“Samantha!” came the return text. A few seconds later, a picture of Keith with a shocked expression came through, followed by another with an admonishing look and a raised eyebrow.
She giggled and sent him one of just her face, trying to appear as innocent as possible.
“Don’t give me that innocent face,” he sent. “I can’t believe you sent me that!”
She giggled again, but didn’t have time to respond before he sent another text.
“Send me more!” he said.
She giggled and took a picture of her looking at him admonishingly.
He sent a frowning emoji in response.
“What are you doing today?” she asked.
“Nothing!” he sent back. “Want to hang out?”
She sent a smiley face and knew then that she was going to let Keith Michael get farther than he had before.
“If you hurry over, you might be able to catch me in my playful mood,” she sent.
He quickly fired back “OMW!” to her, and she giggled as she pictured him scrambling to get dressed and cleaned up and get over to her.
Sighing happily, she slid out of bed and went to brush her teeth and make herself presentable. Heading downstairs, she grabbed a banana for breakfast and was just finishing eating it when Keith texted that he had arrived.
Giggling, she went and unlocked the door, letting the young man in.
Smiling, he kissed her and then stood awkwardly, as if he hadn’t thought the next step through. She wasn’t feeling like being modest that morning, so she winked and grabbed his hand, leading him up to her room.
Closing and locking the door, she went and led him over to the bed. Irritatingly, the was a knock on her door.
Standing, she went over and unlocked it. Her mom came in, greeted Keith, and put some clothes on her dresser.
“Thank you!” she said, sweetly.
Her mother smiled and waved, smiling at the two.
Turning and locking the door as she left, Sam looked at Keith and rolled her eyes. He raised his arms for her to come to him, but she shook her head and smiled.
Reaching up, she slipped the top off, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. Tossing it away and then removing her shorts, she smiled at him as he gaped wide-eyed at her. She was still wearing a pair of panties, of course, and had no intention of removing them.
Smiling, she stood silently in front of him for a minute and saw the sizable bulge in his pants. Stepping forward, she reached for his hands and placed them on her breasts, causing him to smile even wider.
“What caused this?” he asked.
She cocked her head curiously, not understanding the question as she looked down at her body for a blemish or unsightly mark that she hadn’t seen.
“I mean you being so… naughty,” he said with a grin, rubbing both of her breasts and playing with her nipples.
She giggled then, understanding what he meant.
“Keith, girls can get just as horny as boys,” she explained. “Just because I’m not going to have sex yet, doesn’t mean I don’t get urges too.”
The look on his face made her giggle again, and she leaned forward, lifting her breast up to his mouth. He groaned and began to suck and slurp at it, dropping his hand and reaching it around to cup the back of her thigh, just below her panties.
Smiling, she pulled her nipple out of his mouth and stepped back a bit.
“Stand up,” she said, looking down at the bulge in his pants.
She stepped quietly over to the bed and got a pillow, then tossed it on the ground. He looked at her curiously, a glint of hope in his eyes. Slowly, she knelt down in front of him and looked up, smiling.
Still very unsure if she was offering what he thought she was offering, Keith hesitated. Sam certainly wasn’t making it easy on him, and simply smiled and waited.