Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 40

'Ms. Carmichael, you are getting me excited. Can we play a little game sweetie?" She asked seductively.

Intrigued, I told her yes.

"How bout you tell me how you would like to pay back your debt and we act it out right now?"

"I like that Idea, Ms. Cynthia. I miss you desperately and I've had no avenue of release."

"Excellent, Ms. Carmichael. You say you're wearing silk panties?"

"Yes," I replied, heart racing.

"Can you please touch yourself through your panties just for a second?"

"Yes, Ms. Cynthia, but I need to go inside first.

"Why Sweetie?

"Someone might see me out here." I said shyly.

"All the more exciting Leasie."

Why did I melt whenever she called my Leasle? No one seemed to be up yet in the neighboring rooms, so I began.

"I'm touching myself Ms. Cynthia. I said breathing deep.

"Excellent Sweetie. Does the silk feel good against you wet little pussy?"

"Ummmm, yes." I said sliding my finger between my warm labia. Suddenly I thought of her tongue teasing me through my panties, at the breakfast table.

"Great, now Ms. Carmichael, want you to tell me exactly how you plan to pay your debt to me. I want you to continue touching yourself until you cum in your panties like the horny little slut you are. And when you're done, you're going to send me your dirty little panties DHL priority. And, of course you will have to go panty less today for soiling another pair."

Somehow the thought of sending my panties to her excited me even more.

"Just on second Ms. Carmichael, I need to switch you to speaker so I can talk hands free.' The phone seemed to go dead.

Once again, I was in disbelief of her effect on me. The image of that magical diamond between her legs as she laid face down on the lounge chair filled my mind.

The diamond was topped by her dark pink asshole and angled down and out, the side points were formed at the intersection of her thighs, ass cheeks and outer labia. From there, the crease of her outer labia and thighs angled closer together making perfect straight lines converging at the tip of her vagina. The lower end of the diamond did not come to point as her clitoral hood faded into the gap between her thighs. This gave the appearance the lower tip of the diamond was cut off, leaving an inch-wide gap below her vagina. Her firm round ass begged to be touched and kissed....

I was interrupted by Cynthia's voice. "...still there Ms. Carmichael? Hello?"

"Oh sorry Ms. Cynthia was lost in thought. I am standing naked before you now, so every part of me can feel your skin against mine." My finger pressed the wet silk between my engorged pussy lips. 'I love the way your shoulders peek out from my tank top, but I need to kiss your neck and shoulders. Please stand up so I can take that off. I need full access"

I could her rustling as she apparently was standing up. "We're close enough I feel your breath and smell your perfume. I need to kiss you and peal that shirt off. I'm lifting the tank up and off and leaning in to meet those bright red little lips

She mumbled and moaned as if she were really kissing me.

"I love the feel of the skin on your cheek and neck as I caress you with my fingers." I sighed. "I love my hands running over you sexy naked shoulders and siding down the curve of you back as my tongue dances with yours."

She whimpered again sounding like I was kissing her. She was magical at this. My finger was pressing the silk fabric deeper into my wetness.

'I have to feel that gorgeous ass so I'm sliding my hand inside your (or should I say my) panties. Oh God, I love the feel of that firm little ass. It makes my pussy so wet Ms. Cynthia." I moaned as I plunged my finger up and down my hot slit, rubbing the wet silk against me.

My eyes closed as I imagined the sound of our breaking kiss and heard her gasp.

"I need to kiss that neck and shoulders Ms. Cynthia. I can smell that perfume; it turns me on so much. can feel your heartbeat as I kiss your tender neck. I have to have you Ms. Cynthia. I am laying you back onto the bed, reluctantly releasing those buns so I can support myself as I lay you down and slide you up to place your head on the pillow. I rubbed myself and imagined her beautiful body pressed against mine, as I lowered myself onto her.

"I'm moving to your shoulders gripping your left should with my right hand and tracing the curve as kiss the little gap above your collar bone. I've dreamed of having my way with you for so long. I can feel your hands caressing my back. I love it when you touch me Ms. Cynthia." I was panting as my finger moved quicker. "I can feel you shiver as my breath hits your neck and your hands grip my ass.

"Oh Leasie, I feel that in MY clit sweetiel She whimpered using my line.

That sent a wave of pleasure though me and I knew I would be cumming quickly. She made me lose all control every time. I had to direct my narrative to justify my pending orgasm.

"What are you doing sliding your hand between us? I'm pleasuring y, you! Oh fuck! That finger!" yelled working mine wildly through my panties.

Luckily, she took my que. 'Feel how wet you are, you horny little slut! You're gonna cum before me, again aren't you?"

"Oh, God Ms. Cynthia!" I squealed fingering myself wildly. "It's not fair. I remember that Friday night cumming with my face in your neck, smelling your perfume while Mr. Happy pounded my clit!"

"Oh, Sweetie that hot little twat is sucking my fingers in. Oh, my you are excited, aren't you?"

"Oy Yes, I love what you do to me!" I said in a high-pitched whine. "I want you inside of me Ms. Cynthia.'

"You like it hard don't you slut?" She panted and squealed apparently close to cumming too. 'Beg for my fucking fingers Slut!"

"Finger fuck me Ms. Cynthia! Aaahhh fuuuuuuuuuuck! I'm gonna

cuuuuummmmmmmmm. Oh, yeeeeesssssss Ms. Cyyyyynnnnthia! Fuck me hard! Pleeeaaaase!"