Pleasuring People Excites Emma

Author's Note:

I suggest reading the first two chapters before this one. I've included some description of the characters for people to read this as a stand-alone story, but you won't get the depth of the characters without their past experiences.

I wrote the first chapter as Emma and then switched in chapter two writing as someone telling a story. This chapter will be written as Emma. Sorry for the back and forth but it's nice to write as the character from time to time.

Votes and comments let me know what stories you like.

*****

The past few months had been life changing for me. My mother, Erin, had moved out. Her stuff was still in her bedroom, but she took clothes and essentials and went to live with a boyfriend or something. I didn't care because that left me living with just Tabitha in the apartment. Within days Tabitha began to take more control. Our relationship grew quickly into what I had been begging her for since I graduated from high school.

Her control of my orgasms was what allowed things to progress so quickly. I edged daily but was not allowed to orgasm without permission from Tabitha. I was in heaven being Tabitha's obedient sex toy. I looked forward to the times she allowed me to be the fluffer and pleasure tool for her when she was with her boyfriend Chase. And I looked forward to being shared with her friends too.

I was still a plain jane looking nineteen-year-old. Skinny with B cup breasts that sagged a little. My ass and legs were nice but were rarely enough to attract attention from men.

Tabitha was a Goddess at age twenty-seven. Flawless olive complexion. Huge natural breasts, with a thin waist and bubble butt. Her breasts and butt cheeks were full, yet soft and fleshy. A pleasure to squeeze and kiss.

Chase was a hunk. Tall and well built. His chest and abs were they kind that made women swoon. And his cock was huge. Around eight inches and had girth. A thick, heavy cock with a large vein and a bulbous head. He had big balls that slapped your clit when he fucked you from behind. Tabitha called them "Bull Balls". They did resemble an actual bull's balls but slightly smaller of course.

*****

Tabitha finally took me out with her. We met her lesbian friends on their night out that week. There were six or eight of them having a good time when we showed up. Tabitha was always "fashionably late" when going out to party.

The group looked like a normal "girl's night out". No obvious butches in the group. I would guess their age ranges were from around thirty to the mid-forties.

"Ladies, this is Emma." Tabitha smiled as the women giggled and laughed. The Ooos and Ahhs made me giddy. All of them knew I was her submissive plaything.

"Emma. I know that name. Hmmm. Oh! You're Erin's daughter." one woman said.

"Erin, who's that?" another whispered to the woman next to her.

"Erin is Cassandra's most recent slave. From a few months ago." a voice called out from across the table.

"Oh yeah. The heteroflexible one with the nice fake tits." another sang out.

"You mean heterosexual. Cassandra's strap makes her heteroflexible." a healthy-looking blonde said with a chuckle.

"Yeah. Sasha's right on that. Erin is a cock hound, but Cassandra's strap turned her into a pussy slurping heteroflexible slut. I've cum on her mouth a few times, just to verify the heteroflexible part, mind you." a tall, beautiful redhead smirked with a wink.

"The poor thing is a classic obedient humiliation slut. She will be obedient as long as you know how to humiliate her. And lord knows Cassandra likes to humiliate all of her kinky little pervs." another said, as laughter and chuckling erupted from the small group.

I would later find out that this "girls' night out" group would go to a private residence a couple of times a year. And Cassandra would bring a couple of slave girls to be their entertainment. So while they may have laughed and teased about "kinky little pervs" they all enjoyed the kinky fun a couple of times a year. Some did it more. A lot more, as I found out later that night.

I stood next to Tabitha, about an hour later, when the tall, beautiful redhead approached. She appeared to be late thirties. Definitely around the same age as my mother.

"If you're interested in an unbiased opinion, I'd be happy to help." she said to Tabitha.

"Unbiased opinion of what?" came Tabitha's quick reply.

"If sweet Emma here eats pussy better than her mother of course. I mean, surely you want to know if you train a better pussy pleaser than Cassandra does."

"Well, how generous of you to offer, Veronica. I'm sure that can be arranged. With the proper parameters in place of course."

My pulse quickened, and my sex dampened. I became keenly aware of how Tabitha's command of "no panties" could further add to my embarrassment. If I couldn't control my sexual urges my thighs would be wet soon.

"Oh, certainly. I can understand you wanting to protect such a young, sweet, pleasure toy. I am not looking for anything kinky on a "get to know you" type of play session. Hell, send her home with me tonight. She can eat me until I am completely satisfied. And then I'll get her an Uber back to your place." The lust in her eyes was evident.

"Wow! Has it been a minute for you Veronica? It sounds like a Marilyn Monroe pose, over an air vent, might cause you to cream your panties." Tabitha taunted with a giggle.

"Come on Tabitha. I want to try Erin's daughter. Be the first in the group to have an opinion. You know? And, yes, it's been a minute since I have had sex with more than my vibrator. Besides, you can just go home and fuck that hunk of a man you have for a boyfriend, right?"

"Ok." Tabitha replied with a twinkle in her eye.

"What? Ok! Really?" Veronica stammered.

It was hot to see such a beautiful woman excited by the prospect of taking me home with her. My ego swelled as my womanhood began to tingle. The humiliation of Tabitha being asked to 'borrow' me. Like I was a tool. A shovel or a screwdriver. How they talked about me like I wasn't standing there. I shifted my stance so my thighs could rub together. It had only been a couple of days since my last orgasm, but the thought of pleasuring this beautiful redhead excited me.

"Sure. Here are my rules. She is NOT allowed to orgasm."

"Of course not. I'll send her home dripping with need." Veronica agreed.

"No one else can be present. Not to watch, not to touch, no one else to use her, no one else period. And NO videos."

"Got it. No problem." came another eager agreement.

"She has quite a fine ass. And I know your proclivities. So, I'll allow you to spank her. BUT, only with your hand."

"Why Thank You, Tabitha. I appreciate you indulging me with a little foreplay." the redhead winked.

"In return, I expect you to text me your rating of her skills compared to two things. First rate her compared to her mother's oral skills. And second, rate her against girls you've had from an escort service. I know how all of you beautiful wealthy lesbians are. Too proud to hit on women in a bar. So you go home alone way more often than you should. That leads to using escort services to curb your carnal needs from time to time."

"Not a problem at all. Anything else?" Veronica whispered, ignoring the escort service topic altogether.

"No. We're good," Tabitha winked before turning to face me.

Veronica pulled out her phone and said, "I'll get us an Uber."

Tabitha's hand slipped under my impossibly short skirt. The exhibitionist in me had also been fueling my carnal urges that night. Wearing a skirt that stopped above mid-thigh without any panties was exhilarating. And was never something I would have done prior to serving Tabitha.

Her fingers found my outer lips damp with arousal as she spoke.

"You heard the rules. Any questions or objections?" her middle finger diddled my clit as she stared into my eyes. She knew I lived for this. She was making my dreams come true lending me to a woman I had never met.

"No Tabitha. Thank you for." my words caught in my throat.

"Be a good girl and make me proud. Her scale will be one to ten. Anything less than a nine will earn you a punishment. I'm thinking two weeks of denial for every point under nine."

"Yes Tabitha."

*****

Veronica's apartment was opulent compared to our apartment. It was sparkling clean with a minimalist style. Open concept with leather chairs and couch. I wondered how often the furniture was used for sex.

"You should be naked. Leave the heels on." she breathed into my ear from behind me. Then she walked past me, calling out over her shoulder.

"I'm going to freshen up. I'll be right back."

She returned in a silk nighty that stopped at mid-thigh. The silk clung to her body, making the outline of her nipples visible. She was barefoot. Her strides were casual and confident. She seemed regal and superior. She owned the moment. I felt like a maid or house servant about to be reprimanded by my employer.

I dropped my gaze to the floor as she approached. Her hand touched my shoulder before lightly slipping down across my naked breast. It grazed the stiff nipple of my left breast, before slipping lower across my slim stomach. She slowly walked around behind me as her delicate touch continued the journey over my hip. I had goosebumps by the time her hand groped my butt cheek.

"Well, well, well. Somebody knows her place. And those hard nipples show how much it excites you."

"Yes Ma'am." I breathed.

"Oooooo, I think I like that. "Ma'am". Showing your respect for a woman almost your mother's age."

I nodded. Feeling humiliated and honored that I was to be a nineteen-year-old sex toy for this beautiful woman that was twice my age.

Her lipstick felt thick against my ear as she whispered. "Tabitha was right. This is a fine ass. She knew I couldn't resist spanking it. But first I want you to knock the edge off for me. Then I can enjoy spanking you without rushing through it. After that, we can retire to my bedroom for the main event."

She kissed my shoulder, and goosebumps immediately covered my arm. Then she whispered.

"Kneel for me."

Once I was on my knees, she stepped in front of me and leaned forward slightly. Her legs were parted just enough. Her hands on her knees. Her back arched to thrust her butt toward my face. The hem of the silk nighty was just above the bottom curve of her butt cheeks. I was going to have to nestle my face in her ass to get to her womanhood from this direction.

I wasted no time. The position added a kinky thrill. I thought about how a woman in a short skirt could lean over like this in a bathroom stall. Allowing her lover to pleasure her from behind with no discomfort or worry about getting dirty.

My nose pressed close to her nether hole as my tongue found her moist womanhood.

"Oh my. Such a good girl. Going the extra mile for me. I'll be quick for you. Yeah, get your face in my ass. Tongue my juicy pussy. Oh, that's heavenly!"

Her fragrance and taste were mild. More like a strawberry than a raspberry. Her excitement fueled my carnal urges even more. I kept both hands on her hips as I craned my neck to reach her honeypot. Within a few minutes my efforts were rewarded. Her hips began to hump a little. That made it easier for my tongue to reach her clit.

"Yes! Right there! Don't stop! DON'T stop! Just like THAT! MORE! MORE! UGggggggghhhhhhhhhhh, FUCK! YES! NOW... NOW! YES... YES... YES!"

After her breathing slowed she stepped away from my face.

"Grab us a couple of bottles of water from the fridge." she said expectantly. I loved it. Her erotic control of me was exciting.

When I returned with our bottles of water, she was on the couch with her feet on the coffee table. We each opened our bottle and drank big swallows of the cool refreshing water. Then she spoke.

"You're like a servant from heaven. Young, obedient, with a hot little body and a talented tongue."

I was disappointed she didn't call me beautiful or even pretty. My eyes were watching the floor again. It felt natural in Veronica's presence. "Thank you." came my almost inaudible response.

"The bathroom is down the hall. You should freshen up for me."

When I returned from the bathroom, she had me stand a few feet behind the couch. I had to lean forward for my hands to reach the back of the couch. My boobs hung toward the floor, but my shoulders were still above my hips. She stood next to me, her right groped my ass while her left hand fondled my tits.

She tweaked my nipples before sliding her hand up my throat to my mouth. I willingly sucked on her middle finger.

"That's a good girl. Get it wet for me. Spread your legs a little wider. Good."

She removed her hand from my face, and I felt it between my legs. Her now wet finger teased my clit. Her right hand was still sliding over both of my butt cheeks. A soft sensual rubbing of my fleshy cheeks.

I let out a soft moan. My love button was reacting to her teasing wet finger.

"You like to have your body touched, don't you?"

I nodded as my hips rolled slightly.

SMACK! her hand spanked my ass. I gasped and felt the sting.

"You need to learn some self-control. I am playing with your body." SMACK! "I control things not you." SMACK!

The second and third spanks got my attention. But weren't overly harsh.

"Are you required to edge yourself for Tabitha?"

"Um, I am allowed to edge myself." I whispered.

"Explain that to me." her voice sounded intrigued.

"Well, um, she allows me to play with myself as much as I want, but I am not allowed to orgasm without her permission."

Veronica laughed. "That's rich. Allows you to play with yourself. She lets you decide how much of a horny monster grows inside you. You must be one horny slut. For her to know you will edge yourself without being told to do it. To keep yourself in a quasi-horny state all the time."

My face and chest flushed red with the heat of embarrassment. I had never thought of it that way.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

My thoughts were jolted back instantly to my stinging butt. The smacks stung but weren't abusive. They served to focus my attention. To make me aware of Veronica's every move.

She continued to torment me by playing with my needy pussy while her other hand gently rubbed my warm butt cheeks. And when my pleasure began to build to a crescendo, she would spank me. The stinging smacks served to bring me back from the verge of orgasm. I lost track of time as she continued the same cycle over and over. Eventually she increased the spanks from three in a row to five in a row.

SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!

"What do you say?" she giggled after adding the humiliating phrase I had to repeat each time.

"Thank you, Veronica. For helping me avoid an unauthorized orgasm." I gasped heavy breaths each time I repeated the response.

At the point I was starting to lose my mind, she finally stopped. Ordering me to stand up after five particularly harsh spanks. She cradled my face in her hands and ran her thumbs back and forth across my flushed face as she spoke.

"See no tears. It wasn't so bad, was it? Spankings don't have to be punishment."

She pulled my face to hers and kissed me. I melted. I parted my lips to accept her tongue. I was so lucky. This was like kissing Tabitha. Such a beautiful woman kissing me. A plain jane, normal looking nineteen-year-old girl. Passion filled me while the kiss lingered. She bit my bottom lip as she pulled away. I was crestfallen it was over.

I followed her to the bathroom where she ran cold water over a washcloth before using it to clean my womanhood and thighs. The cold cloth put a damper on my physical sexual desire, but not the mental. I had a true desire to please her. To be invited back. To see her again, in any capacity.

She made me look at my ass in the mirror. My butt cheeks had a deep purple and red color. Her pale white hand resting on my butt showed the drastic contrast from white to the crimson red flesh.

"Doesn't my hand look beautiful." she giggled, curling her fingers under the bottom curve of my butt cheek. She gave it a hearty squeeze, and I saw my face wince with pain in the mirror. We made eye contact in the mirror, and she winked at me with a superior smirk on her face.

In the bedroom, she removed the silk nighty. Revealing her lean body with pert breasts. Her heart shaped butt looked amazing as she crawled onto the bed. Once on her back she spread her legs. She obviously got waxed on a regular basis. A thin strip of well-manicured pubic hair started just above her clit and stretched up a few inches.

The soft white skin around her womanhood was flawless. Her pink pussy was pretty. Delicate and moist. Her voice snapped me from my thoughts.

"Now let's see if you are better at pleasuring a woman than your mother is. Take your time and make love to me. I want this to be intimate and loving. Not like the quickie you proved you could do earlier. Let me feel you enjoy making love to me."

I kissed both of her inner thighs multiple times before I blew on her clit. Then I let the tip of my tongue flick across the tip of the little love button.

"Oh, you tease." she sighed.

I lowered my face and extended my tongue to part her outer lips.

"Yes, taste me. Show me what a good girl you can be."

I let my desire to please her become obvious. I pleasured her softly and slowly for a while. Then would speed things up a little. As she approached orgasm I would back off and let her simmer down. Not necessarily edging her but letting her enjoy the ride to orgasm.

She would moan and sigh. Her hands resting in my hair. I knew she would pull me into her when she was ready to orgasm. Until then I would continue my game, letting her ride the waves of pleasure like she was floating in the ocean.

*****

It was 2:00 a.m. by the clock when she pushed me away after her second explosive orgasm on the bed. I considered myself lucky that Tabitha enjoyed long bouts of cunnilingus. It made that night's task with Veronica easier for me.

She complimented me on my oral stamina as she texted on her phone. Then she suggested we move back to the den. She sat in one of the leather chairs.

"I want you to lay on your back right there in front of me and spread your legs. I'm going to take a call and let you listen to what I imagine will excite you and serve as a lesson as well."

Again, her erotic control excited me. Then her phone rang. She extended her bare leg letting her foot rest on my crotch. She answered it and put the phone on speaker.

"Hey Erin. How did tonight go?"

Erin? Was she talking to my mom? This could get weird. But I was dying to know more.

"Hey V. Cassandra can be such a bitch." the whispered voice exclaimed.

"Oh God, no relief tonight either?" Veronica replied as she lowered her foot so her big toe could rub my clit. She dipped it briefly between my wet lips to collect some of my juices. Her toe could now glide across my love button easier.

"No, it's been like over two weeks now. Sixteen days, I think. But she makes me have sex or edge almost every day."

"Tonight, she had Terrie and Steve come over. Steve was overdue for a blowjob."

I thought back to my experiences with Steve and Terrie. Eating Terrie's pussy in a bathroom stall while Steve and Tabitha waited at the restaurant table for us. Then Steve took Tabitha and I on a shopping spree to earn the privilege of taking my anal virginity. (this scene is in ch2)

"His wife makes him earn the right to get his blowjob by taking twenty licks from Cassandra's strap. No telling how many dicks he had to suck or loads of cum he had to eat from her pussy to get here tonight."

"So anyway, Cassandra strapped him good. He was sniffling when she finished. She looks at me and says, "Tonight's game is you get one lick from the strap for every minute it takes you to make Steve cum." Then she started the stopwatch on her phone and said, "All right blow him." I mean the man was still holding back tears for Pete's sake. His little dick was shriveled up. It was barely long enough to get it between my lips."