ly obliged and we ordered chinese food, I flopped on her bed and she cleared her throat at me. "Don't think we're finished with this conversation." She then says. I look down, and

nswer to, considering everything down there was as wet as the thunderstorm outside. I gulp but I should be able to speak truthfully about this. I'm an adult damnit! "Hell yes, but only because of how close he was to me, " I babble, looking down. She laughs silently. "Rayleen, you're a female. There is no need for excuses this stuff like thi

ething may affect you as a child...causing you to like certain things." She says, the corners of her lips twitching into a sorry

of release and that's exactly what pleasure is too." She says simply shrugging at me. Suddenly I feel like a teenager again, talking about the forbidden do's and dont's. "And you know, Mr. Boss Man sounds like he has a secret fetish of his own." She implies, nodding towards me as if I'm supposed to catch on. "What, the fact that he's a cont

ectly. "Bondage," I breathe, looking down. "Discipline." She adds. "Dominance?" I guess, she nods slowly. "Submission." "Sadism." "Masochism." Amy finally fini

aiming and I turn away shyly. I never had sex, I never thought about sex, I never dreamed about sex. "I don't have time to be thinking about that kind of ju

aughing to myself. "You mean you never..." She looks down at my crossed legs and I shake my head. She's silent for a moment, then hops up, "I want you to

ack lace bra, and felt proud of my 34 C breasts. They were decent. "Now your skirt." She says, nodding down at me. I slide my skirt down my hips and sit there, in just panties and underwear. "Now lay back and close your eyes." So

fe at even the slightest carcass. "Now slowly bring your hands down to your collarbone. Move them swiftly back and forth across you." My breath hitches and I slowly do as commanded. My skin prick

ayleen." I hear almost a humor in her voice, so I happily oblige, "Graze your fingernails across your nipples." I

next thing I want you to do is think of your sexy boss." My breathing almost stops c

't do something right as always, he stands up swiftly, making his way behind me and he I hear his voice...cold as ice, right down my neck and he orders me

y. His hand makes contact again, "Two sir," Again. "Three sir." Again. "Four sir." All the way up to twenty, by then my ass is red with hand prints and

throbbing bud slowly...causing me to cry out. Only if he'll go inside... "You know you're speaking out loud right?" Amy says, suddenly breaking me momentarily from my fantasy. I open my mouth and croak ou

nto the pleasure. Going over...and over...and over again. My breathing begins to quicken and I feel the wetness start to drip. Everything starts t

sed together against my hand, trying to catch my breath. "What did you make me do?" I ask after awhile, scared to look at her expression. "You just celebrated and embraced your own bo

was born to show everyone their inner freak right?" She says, flipping her hair. "And you're not grossed out by what I just did in front of you at all?" I ask curiously. "Hell n

do. "You want to try something really nasty?" She asks me just then. "Hmm?" I mumble silently. "Lick your