1. Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 8


    Date: 3/6/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    she's looking up at Cara's face. Stacy feels too shy to open her eyes. This elegant, classy woman, who now employes her, is asking her about the smell of her underwear. Oh god I'm such a pervert. I'm so gross and weird. "Stacy, dear," Cara says, lovingly running her hands through Stacy's hair again. "You promised you'd be completely honest with me." Stacy's body feels immobile as she lays there. Her eyes are shut tight. "Yes, ma'am. I know." "Open your eyes, dear. It's okay. I'm not judging you. I found it to be quite endearing. I took it as a compliment," Cara says, seeming delighted. Stacy slowly relaxes her eyelids and sees Cara above her. The woman's plump breasts frame her beautiful face. "So, I was asking you if enjoyed putting your dirty, little nose in my wet panties. Hmm?" Cara looks inquisitively into Stacy's eyes. Stacy feels her head tilting a slow nod. She's powerless to stop it. "Oh, that's a naughty girl," Cara purrs. She uses one of her hands to reach under her skirt and garter belt. Stacy can feel the woman's fingers moving next to her head. "Would you like to experience the real thing, dear?" Oh god… this is so wrong. I can't believe I'm here. I can't believe I'm doing this. Cara's moans sharply as her fingers dip inside her dewey lips. They stay there for a moment, causing the beautiful woman to shudder softly, before they're withdrawn. Stacy whimpers shyly. Again, her head nods without her consent. Miss Cara sighs deviously and wafts her scent under ...
    Stacy's nose. Oh holy fuck… The sweet, sexual fragrance drives Stacy wild. Her toes curl at the bottom of the couch and her thighs rub themselves together. Stacy feels wet under her skirt and helplessly exposed. I'm a bad girl. Why do I enjoy this so much? This isn't normal. The sweet, forbidden fragrance tantalizes Stacy's senses. Her vision blurs for a moment as her pussy comes hungrily to life. It aches and contracts with juicy enthusiasm. Cara's fingers gently rub themselves along the edge of Stacy's lips. Stacy opens her mouth to accept the woman's liquid arousal, but Cara teasingly removes her hand. Stacy can't tell if she's being taken advantage of in some way, or if she's incredibly fortunate to be in the position she's in. She holds her mouth open and presents her tongue, just hoping for Cara's fingers to treat them. "Did it make you horny earlier? When you played with my panties like that while you breathed in my pussy?" "Oh yes, Miss Cara," Stacy whines, beginning to lose control of her senses. She can feel her young body desperately thirsting to be fucked and satisfied in any way. "It was so hard for me not to touch myself, but I wasn't going to betray my promise." "I'm proud of you," Cara praises, teasing Stacy's mouth with her pussy dappled fingers. "Are you still horny, my dear?" Stacy's fingers tingle as she thinks about using them against her panties. She can feel her bead throbbing quietly between her moist lips. She wants to taste Cara's pussy. She wants to suck ...