Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Bedding The Babysitter: Ep12

Jenny responded "Sure," and we both removed our stockings. As Jenny handed me her stockings, I sat down on a padded bench and requested, "Actually Jenny dear, please put the stockings on me."

I returned Jenny's stockings to her and raised my leg so she could clothe it in her thigh high mocha stocking, noting she was taking the opportunity to caress my upper thigh rather familiarly. Good girl! I thought. I glanced over at Karen and saw her watching us very intently. Jenny switched legs and dressed me in the second stocking in the same attentive fashion.

When she was finished, I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I said, "Yes, that is much better. "I then asked Karen, "Can you see the outline of my panties through this dress?"

Karen bent down to examine my hips closely and replied, "Well, if you look closely, I suppose the panties are slightly noticeable."

I then ordered Jenny, "Honey, come and remove my panties for me."

Jenny approached me so smoothly and casually as I lifted up my dress, that to an outsider her performing this intimate task might appear to be an everyday occurrence. She ever so slowly slid my panties down my legs, obviously doing so for our mutual pleasure. Karen's eyes were sparkling and she never glanced away from the operation.

"So Karen, what do you think? Do I look good enough to eat?"

Karen blushed as she responded, "Ummm... you look elegant and sexy?"

"Thanks, but you haven't really answered my question."

"Um," she paused.

"Do I..." I began in a sensuous, italicized voice as I slank vampily closer to her, "... look good enough..." I continued, now posing right in front of her, "... to eat?" I finished seductively. I stared intimidatingly into her green eyes, awaiting her

answer.

"Um yes, ma'am, you look good enough to eat," she whimpered.

I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Thanks." I then blew hot, moist air into her ear before returning to the mirror. "This is perfect," I said. "What do you have for my little Jenny?"

Karen, having somewhat regained her senses, responded, "Of course. I think that if you're wearing gold, your companion should probably wear something in red."

"Good call," I responded. "You know your fashion, sweetie."

Karen left and I grinned at Jenny bragging, "I have her horny as hell right now."

Jenny replied, "I know, my pussy is wet just from watching you tease her."

"Wait till you see what I'm going to make her do next!" I teased as Karen was returning with a gorgeous little red number. I accepted it from her and said, "Jenny dear, why don't you go and try on this one?"

Jenny took it and went into the change room. As if this were only small talk, I asked Karen, "So I hate to be blunt, but I must ask, are you a lesbian?"

Karen shook her head and replied, "No, no. I have a boyfriend in college."

"Oh," I lamented (only slightly), "That's too bad, you're a very pretty woman and my little Jenny would love the opportunity to please you."

Before Karen could respond, Jenny came out looking sexy and gorgeous in a sleeveless red cocktail dress that barely reached her knees. I looked it over and said, "Well, this dress clearly needs black stockings." I picked up my stockings that were neatly folded on a stool and handed them to Karen. "Will you please put these on her?"

Karen accepted the stockings from my hand without question and somewhat awkwardly slid them onto my young slave's legs. When she was done, Jenny, displaying some newfound confidence, posed seductively in the mirror. She was awkward, but still adorable. It was at this moment that Karen achieved a stunning revelation and she asked Jenny "Wait a minute, I know you. Don't you go to my school?"

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Jenny, slightly nervous responded, "Yes Karen, we have English together."

Karen confessed, "I'm barely passing that class, writing flowery gibberish and I don't really go well together." She paused before continuing, "You look really different all dressed up, I kind of thought of you as more of a..." Karen was searching for the right word when I stepped in, not exactly coming to her rescue and supplied, "Geek?"

Karen shrugged embarrassedly, "Yeah, I guess."

Jenny, surprising even me, responded brightly, "Well, my Mistress decided I needed a makeover."

"Your mistress?" Karen asked baffled.

"That's right," Jenny responded perkily.

I broke the awkward moment by saying, "Yes, Karen. Jenny is my little slave. And do I have a deal for you!"

Karen, still baffled, responded, "You do?"

"My little slave here has a crush on you. She would love to go into the change room and eat your pussy, wouldn't you Jenny?"

"Very much so," she responded a bit too eagerly.

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I added, "And Karen, she is new to eating pussy, but she's a fast learner." I moved again to stand right in front of her and take her breath away with my own sex appeal, "Would you like my sex slave to please you?" Karen, finally taking it all in and regaining her usual self-confidence, agreed, "Yes, I would love to have your sweet little geek please me."

I smirked, "I thought you might. Why don't you take her somewhere and help her out of that dress? You'll replace her very obedient, and please take your time."

Karen took Jenny's hand and led her out of the public area, past some storage shelves and into a less elegant but spacious change room, obviously for the staff. After less than a minute I heard her soft, low moans beginning. I had tailed them, but I waited another minute before following them into the room itself. Once I did, I looked down at Karen, who was seated with Jenny between her legs, and asked her, "Karen, have you ever eaten pussy?"

"Yes, ma'am," she responded.

"Good. Would you care to taste my pussy?"

"Very much so," she responded.

I laid her on the carpet and with a bit of awkwardness, I straddled her face so she could begin licking my pussy as Jenny resumed eating hers. Karen had clearly done this many times before, as she got me hot quite quickly. She also kept moaning into my pussy as she was pleasured by my little minx. I could tell Jenny had just made her cum when a muffled scream vibrated through my pussy. She kept licking me until I demanded, "Finger fuck me too, slut." She obeyed, sliding two fingers into my wet hole. This was all it took to bring me to orgasm and I came all over her fingers and face. I pulled her up and kissed her hard. Then I broke away and said, "Jenny, tell Karen your fantasy."

Jenny blushed bright red and it obviously required some effort for her to look Karen in the eyes and she had immediately reverted to shy, but her voice was steady as she told Karen, "I masturbate every night fantasizing about you and your cheerleading friends making me your squad's lesbian slave."

Karen looked at me and then back to Jenny, before stepping up to her and giving her a warm, sexy hug (all three of us naked save for our stockings by this time) telling her, "Oh Jenny, I'm going to make that fantasy come true for you! You'll be a great little toy to play with at next weekend's cheerleading retreat." She paused before continuing, "We happen to need a trainer for our squad. Do you want to be our trainer?"

"Oh yes!" Jenny squealed.

Karen leaned into Jenny and kissed her passionately, her finger reaching down and sliding into Jenny's tight cunt. She pumped it in and out as she announced confidently, "Bonding time: cum for me, slut. " Jenny moaned as Karen rapidly finger-fucked her new slave. Jenny let out a soft scream as she came hard on her dream girl's finger.