Chapter 7

“That was the first day of a glorious learning experience. Everything that Alisa had done was out of lust, everything that Ceit did was out of love.” I continued.

Dr. Rubai sat with her legs spread and one hand making the wet spot in her blue panties grow. The evidence of her pubic hair above her labia making her panties rise above her fingers was not lost on me.

“Ceit kept me stroking at a slower pace than I had been accustomed to, though I was no expert cocksman. When I came in her, she took my hand and led me back to the wash closet to shower again. We opened the door and Alisa was using the toilet. Her surprise was on her face as Ceit was nude and solemn. Ceit started the shower, and I stood near Alisa. She could no doubt smell Ceits cunt on my cock. Alisa leaned forward and took my cock in her hand, and began to aim it towards her mouth. Ceit grabbed her by the hair and told her that she hadn’t asked my permission to clean my cock. The way Ceit looked at her let me know that Ceit was the more dominant of the slaves. Alisa looked up at me with pleading eyes. I pulled away from her and pointed to the shower. Alisa stripped her clothes off and climbed into the shower. I looked at Ceit and pointed to the shower as well. Ceit climbed into the shower and started to protest that there was no room for me. I told Alisa to kneel. I redirected the shower head towards the wall. When Alisa was kneeling in front of me and Ceit to her left, I took my cock and aimed it at her face. Alisa opened her mouth as she could infer what I was about to do. I reached my right hand out and grabbed Ceit by the hair. I told her that she was to relieve herself on Alisa as well. I began letting my urine flow from my cock and directed it at Alisa’s face. Ceit arched her back and began to direct her piss onto Alisa’s side. When I had finished pissing, I told Alisa that she needed to clean my seed from Ceit’s cunt. Ceit began to object and I told her that she would allow it, or she would be the one on her knees getting showered. Alisa began feasting on Ceit’s cunt. I stepped into the shower directly under the shower head. I rinsed myself off and left the wash closet leaving my Nans to themselves.”

Dr. Rubai was now pushing her panties between her labia. My cock was aching with desire. I looked into her eyes which were half closed. “Doc,” I said,” I would love to taste you, and not from your fingers.”

Dr. Rubai’s eyes opened all the way as she met my gaze. “What would you propose Shaw?”

I began lowering the back of the bed down to its flat position. “Do you feel comfortable climbing up onto my face?” I was hopeful.

Dr. Rubai stood up letting her skirt fall back to below her knees. I started to think that I had pressed my luck. She stepped towards the bed as it stopped moving. She reached forward and took my hand, then moved it to her hip. Slowly she lifted her knee onto the bed. Pulling up her skirt as she lifted her other foot off of the floor and mounted over my chest with the back brace “turtle shell” on. I placed my other hand on her hip and encouraged her up my body. She pulled her skirt higher as she knee crawled up to my armpits, then lifted one knee at a time over my shoulders, the skirt covering my face.

The scent of her womanhood was an intoxicating musk as she slid her mound closer to my face. I reached around her hips to pull up her skirt so that I could look at her. Her hand pressed the skirt down onto my head as she whispered “No”. I held her hips and opened my mouth, extending my tongue to taste her through her panties. I could feel her muscular thighs tense as she lifted herself slightly away from my tongue. Gripping her hips tighter I pulled her tighter to my face. I alternated between attempting to manipulate her clit while using my tongue to slip her panties between her labia giving me direct contact with her flesh. I could feel the light stubble of hair growth outside of her lips as they engorged to surround the panty hem. I could feel her body begin to saturate the cotton material. I guided her hips in a rocking motion allowing my tongue to travel the entire length of her slit. I felt her arch her back and shift her weight towards my chin as she came on my mouth. She began lifting herself off of my face, and I feared that I would only get one taste.

Dr. Rubai quickly turned herself around and placed her thighs on either side of my head again this time with her ass towards my nose. I raised her skirt over her petite ass and buried my face in the crotch of the panties again. It took me a matter of seconds to realize that I could move the panties with my hands. I slipped them towards the left side and tasted her juices from the source for the first time. Her labia were swollen and the inner lips peeked out of their hiding place. She was completely shaved from the clitoris down, maintaining a well-developed bush on her pubic mound. I ran my tongue from her protruding clit, through her lips, and up to her winking rosebud. When I circled her anus, I heard her gasp as she wrapped her tiny hand around the base of my cock. I wanted to spend hours just staring at her seemingly perfect pleasure palace. The way her dark flesh looked under my caucasian hands was a definite turn-on. The way her wrinkled ring seemed to flex and wink begging for my attention.