He enwraps me so firmly in a towel that I cant's move my arms. He tosses me on the bed and shoves the towel upwards till my pelvis is observable. And observe he does. His heated gaze roams my body and focuses upon my genitals before he dives down, separating my legs with his broad shoulders. I am completely mesmerized by the sight of this virile man between my legs.
His voice vibrates against my labia „Now, Mrs. Smith, let us check if you have been an attentive student this afternoon. I will execute the kisses from the Kamasutra and you will give me their names. The only difference is, that I use your nether lips for this exercise. If you give the correct answer, I continue, if you don't, I stop,... if you succeed in your examination, you will be rewarded. And mind to address your teacher with the proper respect."
I've already started to pant. The heat of the moment let me forget my indecent position, never having shared a bed with a man, never having ever be kissed till this afternoon except for light busses on my cheeks. And now I let this man I hardly know touch my body on its most private parts. I am completely focused on his trail of sweet pecks from my knee up my inner thigh.
„Nominal Kisses" I breath.
He nips my skin with his teeth „who do you address?"
„Sir" I yip „Nominal Kisses, sir."
„Very good" he rumbles and I clench my pussy from the exquisite feeling of his vibrations. He moves to the top of my cleft and starts to pulsate his lower lip, rubbing lightly against my clit. I try to start to move to get more friction but he relentlessly fixates my hips with his hand and stops the kiss. „No cheating allowed" he nips me again. I keen and reply desperately „A Throbbing Kiss, sir".
He chuckles and continues to throb his bottom lip over my most sensitive area for a long time utill I pant heavily, digging my fingernails deep into my own palms while tensing up like a bowstring, awaiting, awaiting something akin this afternoon... But he stops and I wail desperately „Please, sir, please! I need..."
He looks up from between my legs, his chin wet from my juices and says sternly „the test isn't completed yet, there are other kisses to distinguish before you get your reward."
He opens my cleft with two fingers and clasps both my left and right lower lip into his mouth, sucking relentlessly and then he stops again.
I shake my head and moan „I don't know, sir, please have mercy..." but he just waits. „Please, I can't remember" I moan while he presses my labia in-between both his lips and looks impishly into my eyes.
„A Clasping Kiss" I cry and immediately he starts sucking again. I throw my head back when he repeatedly pushes his tongue into my pussy, lapping at my juices. The feeling is heady, giving me a continuous stimulation. „Fighting of the Tongue, sir" I say weakly.
He nods and changes to press his lower lip forcefully against my clitoris.
„A Pressed Kiss, sir!" I sigh.
„Very good! Shall I continue?"
„Yes, yes, please, sir, please..." I'm out of my mind, my sole focus on his lips pressed to my core. With two fingers he pinches the flesh around my clit forcefully up, exposes my fully engorged clit and waits again. This is torture, sweet agonizing torture.
„And now comes the prize-question. If you answer it correctly, I will let you come" and he closes his lips around my nub, touching it lightly with his tongue. My body is all agog to receive his pleasure, tightened up again from head to toe. I feel to the minute detail how he slowly intensifies the force of his tongue and the answer falls out of my mind-vault: „Greatly pressed Kiss" I screech. In the same instant he presses his tongue hard to my clit and brutaly rubs the exposed bundle of nerves. My star goes nova and its explosion jolts my body from its tension, shaking it through aftershocks of pleasure and robbing me completely of my voice. He is laughing a deep resonant laugh.
I lie completely sated and content in my towel and turn my head sluggishly to him as he moves upwards to lie beside me.
"You are an exeptional student and it is a delight to work with you."
His words warm my soul and I smile shyly. He caresses my cheek and sucks my upper lip tenderly between his lips. I reciprocate him with his lower lip, tasting my juices on his skin. They are a wild, erotic perfume layering the air. „Kiss of the Upper Lip" I whisper with his lip between my teeth and he smiles against my face.
He withdraws and winces while he adjusts himself in his breaches.
I frown „Are you hurting?"
„Only in a good way, my dear."
„I don't understand. Can I help you ease your discomfort in any way?"
He grins wolfishly „Oh yes! I've grown quite big during your kissing lesson."
„Grown big?" I look puzzled.
He takes my hand and presses it over his placket where I feel his long, hard rod.
„Is that your penis?" I ask incredulous. „It seemed much smaller in my anatomy book."
„It grows erect in the company of a desirable female. And as you are a very desirable female, it has grown incredibly hard, I could pound nails with it" he winks and adds sternly „but you will help to ease my cock down given that touches and kisses should be returned the same way as received."
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The Duke's Kamasutra
Historical FictionIn Georgian London, a well educated young englishwoman from India becomes the interpreter of an excentric duke, for whom she translates the Kamasutra and thus finds her own sensuality. The Kama Sutra was translated and published in 1883 by Sir Richa...