Awakening to Pleasure
"Ha... haah..." My heart was pounding like crazy. My body grew so hot that I couldn't even properly swallow the saliva pooling in my mouth. What was the word for this sensation, this emotion? "I-I'm... aroused. Is it Ramnusia's body? N-No, I don't know. Am I the one who's aroused?"
Stumbling into the room like someone drunk on cheap, strong liquor, I crudely grabbed my breasts with both hands, squeezing them tight. Lady Ramnusia's breasts were wonderfully beautiful and lovely. Having lived under a bridge my entire life, I had, of course, never touched a woman's body before. I had never had the chance, and my primal desire to fill my belly, even just a little, had always been far stronger than any lust for women.
"Haah, ha... fuu, haaa..." Every time my heart hammered wildly, a dangerous, scorching heat threatened to burst from the depths of my throat. My body was heating up so rapidly on its own that I felt as if I would explode from the inside if I didn't find a way to vent this burning sensation.
"Breasts... a woman's breasts... tits..." Just fondling them through my blouse and bra felt incredibly good, but my feverish mind craved more. Ultimately, my hands hurriedly undid the buttons of the pure white shirt and unhooked the bra, letting the pale breasts spill out.
"Haah..." Though it probably wasn't meant for this, a full-length mirror stood beside the large, antique wardrobe. Trembling, I stepped in front of it, and there stood Ramnusia, her face flushed as red as a strawberry. The young lady's half-naked body was so lovely that just looking at it made a dangerous, throbbing sensation echo deep in my lower abdomen.
My body, burning with excitement, began to sweat. Beads of perspiration formed on my pale forearms and trickled down the smooth cleavage of my breasts, making them glisten with a lewd sheen.
"Ha, ah... I-I'm so hard... ugh..." Just uttering such vulgar words in this beautiful girl's voice made me feel like I was committing a terrible sin, causing my thighs to tense up. Yet, this lady's body was so tantalizing and lovely that I couldn't help myself.
"These breasts... To think the first beautiful pair of breasts I've ever seen are attached to my own body..." A dangerous, breathless chuckle escaped me, but the sensation of kneading and fondling them with my own hands was very real. My breasts were a perfect size. They weren't massive, overflowing melons that couldn't fit in my hands, but they were far from flat or small. They fit beautifully in my palms. A size that danced elegantly against my hands as my fingers kneaded them.
"Ha, ahh..." This felt so good. I wanted to keep touching them forever. I repeatedly cupped and lifted the soft flesh from underneath; touching breasts had a magical power that sent a ticklish shiver straight to my lower belly.
"But, ah, this is it. This is the best part." As I fondled them, I suddenly hit a spot that made my hips twitch and arch on their own. Finding that spot was easy. It was my nipples, flushed a lewd, rosy pink.
"Ah, ah... This is it..." When I gently pinched my nipples between my thumbs and index fingers and squeezed, my thighs and hips tensed up involuntarily.
"Ssshh... mgh, nnh... ah, uuugh..." My entire body was tingling. What is this? This feels way better than I ever imagined!
"What is this... I don't know anything about this... but I can tell instantly how good it is..." My hips trembled precariously, but I didn't want to stop. Using two fingers, I pinched the fully swollen tips and rolled them back and forth, sending an addictive wave of pleasure rushing through me.
"Ugh..." This feeling. I wanted to keep enjoying it. Fondling the soft mounds with my palms, I kept pulling and rolling the highly sensitive nipples, which sent throbbing jolts of pleasure through me.
"Ugh, but... what is this? It's not enough. Not this..." It was just a little lacking. This wasn't relieving the tension at all. I needed something more intense, something sharper! I wanted something to burst the ticklish, squirming sensation that was slowly crawling up from my lower abdomen.
"Uuuugh, mnh... Is it this...?" Squeezing my thighs tightly together—which had been closing on their own—felt surprisingly good. Just keeping them clamped shut sent a twitching, tingling wave of pleasure upward.
"But still... there must be something... even more explosive..." It felt like swimming in a vast, pitch-black ocean. How could I make myself feel even better?
"Lady Ramnusia."
"Eek?!" Without even the sound of a door opening, Keres's voice drifted from the direction of my shadow.
"K-Keres?!"
"Are you writhing in agony because you wish to engage in self-gratification, my lady?" Keres asked, her eyes sparkling as she looked at me.
"S-Self-gratification... I mean, well..."
"...It seems I used terms that were far too refined." Keres cleared her throat.
"I am referring to jacking off, my lady."
"Ah... fuuu..." My head spun a little. To think I had caused such vulgar words to come out of the mouth of the elegant, pure, and beautiful Keres. Just that thought alone made my lower belly throb.
"Y-Yes, that's right. Like a guy... I mean..."
"Did you find yourself struggling because you could not stroke and squeeze a penis to achieve a climax, my lady?" Embarrassed, I nodded. It was just too different from being a man. Squeezing my nipples only made me hot, but it didn't lead to any sort of finish.
"...I shall instruct you in the art of female self-gratification, my lady."
"Wh-What?" Exuding a warm, cozy, and sweet scent that naturally brought milk to mind, Keres gently embraced me. At the same time, she sat me down on the bed with a soft plop. With practiced ease, Keres slid her own knees inside mine and pried my legs wide apart.
"Hyaah?!" "Lady Ramnusia. Please look into the hand mirror I am holding."
"A-A mirror? What are you doing with a..." The hand mirror in Keres's left hand was reflecting my pussy perfectly. Ramnusia's pussy. The pussy I would be using from now on. The neat, beautiful petals—looking as though not a single strand of hair had ever grown there—were parted lewdly. As if to show it was a hole meant for fingers, clear fluid was trickling from between the slightly parted petals, making them glisten.
"This is your vulva, your pussy, my lady. It has a most exquisite shape."
"Keres... ah, hngh..." "I can hear your heart pounding from here, my lady. Have you become even more aroused by the sight of your own pussy?" Keres's words hit the mark. I wanted to deny it, but it was true. Though I had to live as a woman now, looking at my own pussy in the hand mirror made me genuinely, purely aroused. Honestly, my hole looked so lewd that I wanted to twitch my nose and sniff it, or even pry the petals apart with my thumbs.
"I-I'm... aroused." "You have done well, my lady. It is neither strange nor shameful to be aroused by something beautiful." With a soft, wet sucking sound, Keres left a hickey on my neck. Then, with her gloved hand, she took mine, guided my index finger, and made me rub my own pussy.
"My lady, this part is referred to as the petals, or the labia minora."
"Ah, this feels... strange, mnh, ah... It's so soft and tender..."
"Indeed, is it not? To put it rather embarrassingly, it is flesh that feels slightly fluttery. However, it is a highly sensitive, thin, and adorable area, so when you pleasure yourself, please press it gently and move the petals around." As I parted and fondled the flesh of my pussy with my index finger, which was now soaked in the fluids leaking from my hole, it felt incredibly good. A jolt of electricity shot up from below, causing me to gasp for air as a dangerous surge of pleasure erupted within me.
"Ah, ugh. N-Not this, Keres. Something more than this..."
"Do you wish to climax, my lady?"
"Yes, yes. Keres, the climax...! I want to go splat."
"A young lady's climax is a delicate matter, you see." Keres gently pressed her palm against my lower belly, right over my throbbing womb, and stroked it. "My lady, this spot... your tip is quite sensitive." Keres guided my index finger to the very top of my pussy, right to a plump, twitching bud of flesh.
"Mgh, ah?!" It hurt. Instead of feeling good, it felt like raw flesh being scraped, causing me to gasp in surprise.
"K-Keres?"
"Unless you are in a state of extreme arousal, touching it directly will only cause pain, my lady. Instead..." This time, Keres gently moved my finger to the side of the protruding flesh. In that position, she began to rub the surrounding skin in a circular, clockwise motion.
"Ah, mnh... This, somehow..."
"You feel the itch being relieved, do you not? The area you are currently stimulating is the clitoris. It is near your most vulnerable point."
"I-It's good... the clitoris. Mmm, it feels incredibly good..."
"Fufu, it is only natural that it feels wonderful, my lady. After all, it is a young lady's penis."
S-So that's what it is. This is a lady's "that"? "Haah, mnh, ah... Ah, Keres, it feels so good. I want to t-touch this all day..."
"You must not, my lady. You must quickly find your pleasure and return to being the beautiful Lady Ramnusia." Whispering, Keres took my index and middle fingers and placed the clitoris between them. Of course, she didn't make me pinch it tightly. She simply positioned the clit right between my two fingers.
"Lady Ramnusia. In truth, there is not much difference between a young master and a young lady."
"What do you mean by... hyaah!" Keres's hand guided my fingers downward. Just that simple motion sent a sharp, pleasurable jolt of electricity shooting out from my clitoris.
"What is this?"
"Now, shall we pull the skin upward, just as young masters do?" Keres's hand guided my fingers back up. As my fingers were pulled up until my palm touched my lower belly, the hood covering my clitoris slid back. And it felt amazing. A jolt of electricity shot through me! As the sensation of my clit swelling plumply washed over me, my hole—the hole in my body—began to twitch and throb.
"Mgh, ah... Th-this is just like that..."
"Yes, my lady. It is just like a young master's penis, is it not? In truth, women and men are quite the same."
"Liar... I thought it was just a metaphor, a metaphor... ugh, ah!" But isn't it actually the exact same thing? Gently pulling the hood down and pulling it back up to expose it... and every time I do, it tingles! My heart pounds! The intense pleasure that feels like my chest is going to explode just keeps repeating.
"Ah, ahh, what is this? What is this? It feels so good, so good. Good, good, good..."
"Fufufu, you have mastered the technique quite quickly, my lady."
"My... my place here is so pretty. It's too lewd. Every time I touch my clit, it twitches and spits out juices. It's so dirty, ugh, ah...! It's too dirty..." I felt a bit of drool escape my lips, but I kept my hand moving.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch. The lewd sound of juices spilling from my hole and dripping down echoed in the room. Whenever I pressed down on the clit caught between my fingers while sliding the hood up and down, my thighs would shudder and clamp together like an idiot's.
"Ah, haaa! Ah!!" And then, suddenly, a burst of fire erupted deep inside my body.
"Ah! Haa...! Hngh, nnh...! Ahhh!!!"
"Oh my." My hips suddenly arched off the bed. I clamped my thighs together so hard I felt bad for Keres, and my head spun. Electricity coursed through my entire body, to the point where I squeezed my clit tight and rubbed it side to side, making wet, squelching sounds.
"Ah, fuuu... ha..." It felt amazing. The sudden surge of heat spreading from my pussy to my anus, my navel, my breasts, my thighs, and my neck felt incredibly lewd.
"Ah... it's... twitching..." In the hand mirror, I could see my hole, with clear, pearly fluids dripping slowly from deep inside my pussy.
"You did exceedingly well, Lady Ramnusia. Has your body suddenly lost all its strength?"
"Y-Yes... Keres. Suddenly... I can't move my fingers..."
"It is quite alright, my lady. You have tasted ecstasy, so please rest comfortably in my arms." As Keres gently patted my lower belly and pussy, her kindness made my heavy eyelids flutter shut.
If masturbation feels this good... wouldn't sex feel even better? As I muttered those words, a desire to touch Keres's soft breasts flashed through my mind like lightning.