I woke up this morning already moaning softly with Miss’ head between my legs. I could feel her soft lips planting gentle kisses all over my tender lips and sensitive inner thighs. As I woke she looked up at me with a smile; her beautiful, sweet, seductive smile, and kissed my clit.
I don’t know how long she spent, but she really took her time on kissing and licking every area before beginning to softly lick and suck on my clit. I was in absolute heaven, moaning and writhing under her expert touch. She was so slow and careful, reading my reactions and learning just how to make me feel amazing, while still keeping my climax building so so slowly.
Apparently satisfied I was wet, teased, and aroused enough she finally began to focus on my clit more closely. My hands gripped at the bedclothes, my body squirming and my head rocking around in bliss. Her steady pace was absolutely driving me wild, and she didn’t stop – pushing me closer and closer until my whole body clenched up around her. Even with my thighs crushing her cheeks she kept it up; flicking her tongue across my swollen clit.
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!” I yelled, clenching again and again, riding the wave of pleasure to peak after peak.
Only when I slumped back, panting, did she ease off; kissing and caressing her tongue around tenderly, letting me come down so slowly.
“Good morning” she said, crawling up my body to bring her face to mine.
“G… good morning” I panted softly.
Suddenly her lips were on mine and we were kissing and embracing passionately, my hands tentatively caressing her soft curves. I could feel her supple breasts against my own, and soon her pussy beginning to rub against my thigh.
We kissed and cuddled for what felt like hours, with no thought to the boy who by this point must have been awake and watching us with his cock tight in his cage. I still can’t believe how into her I am; I am definitely not a straight girl anymore.
During breakfast I was on my knees between her legs, doing my absolute best to give her as many orgasms as I possibly could this final morning. I was feeling sorry I would have to be leaving soon, but hopeful we could keep in touch.
I wasn’t entirely expecting a box this morning, but inside were our keys. The boy eagerly started by letting his cock out with some relief, then paused with some sorrow before removing his collar and placing them on the table.
“Thank you for this time, Miss. It’s been a truly fantastic ride.”
“Thank you for sticking it out; I’m very impressed, and sorry to have to see you both go” Miss replied with a sweet smile. “Go ahead, Hannah. Its Christmas – go and spend it with your family”.
I bit my lip, a tear in my eye at the prospect of having to leave. I stared down into the depths of the box, my keys sitting there – such a simple symbol of ownership, and yet so powerful.
I looked up, into Miss’ eyes, and simply placed the box down in front of her, falling to my knees beside her chair.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/efeqja/advent_kinkendar_christmas_day_ffm
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yup, perfect.