Kneeling and Exposed - Irina's First Lesson
Kneeling there, I tugged her panties down just a bit and let go. They stayed fixed in place, held by Irina's spread thighs. Above them, her pretty pussy lips were neatly closed, with just a faint hint of brown pubic hair signaling that her body was still in the full bloom of youth. Staring at that pale skin tinged with a soft pink, I couldn't help thinking how incredibly smooth it must feel to the touch.
"Sister Irina. What a beautiful pussy you have."
"P-P-Pu...! D-Don't say things like that... it's embarrassing... please stop..."
"...Don't you like the compliments? Hmm... But you said you'd be happy if I used naughty words..."
Irina scolded me shyly, and I put on a slightly hurt expression, glancing away. She snapped back to reality at the sight, flustered and unsure, then stammered out an addition.
"I-I'm sorry... I was just embarrassed for a moment. You can talk like normal... it's fine..."
"Really...? Well, then how about using this chance for Sister Irina to get used to it too? If you don't say it exactly right next time I touch you, I might misunderstand, you know?"
"N-Next time too...? Gulp."
Irina swallowed hard at my words hinting at the future, her cheeks flushing pink.
"Okay, let's try again. Sister. Where does it itch?"
"Uh, um... th-there... mmph."
Under my kind sex education, Irina wore an expression brimming with shame. I looked up at her with wide, innocent eyes, waiting for her proper answer. There was something delicious about her enjoying the humiliation.
"P-Pu... pussy... it itches..."
Her ears turned bright red as she uttered the lewd word under my guidance. It was probably the first time in her life she'd ever said it.
"Shall I touch your pussy then?"
"Y-Yes... p-please touch my pussy..."
"Hehe. Good girl."
I smiled warmly, as if appeased, and she finally relaxed with a relieved look.
"M-Mmph..."
And so... with her skirt hem rolled up tight in her fists, she exposed her pussy, waiting eagerly for the pleasure to come.
Slide...Stroke...
"Eek!"
I gently stroked the outer side of her thigh to ease her tension, not forgetting to subtly caress her soft ass. Irina let out a cute moan at my teasing touch, surrendering her body to my relaxing strokes.
Just as she started getting used to the skinship... I snapped my wrist lightly, brushing over her pussy lips.
"Kyaa!!"
She clamped her thighs together, her body shivering. I hadn't pressed any real erogenous zone, but the novel sensation of someone else touching around her sex made her react with extreme sensitivity.
Looking up, our eyes met—hers flushed red—and I grinned at her.
"How was that? Did it feel good?"
"Ah...? Y-Yes... it felt good. Y-Your touch on my pussy..."
"Hehe. Glad to hear it. Then I'll touch it more to get rid of all the itch."
"H-Hoo... p-please do..."
The first time is always the hardest, but like the model student she was, Irina adapted quickly to using the dirty words.
…………………
Slide. Slide...
"Mmm... mmph..."
As I wandered around her mound in earnest, softly caressing her plump pussy lips, Irina began letting out shallow moans. Not wanting to break the flow, she didn't clamp her thighs like before—instead, she gripped her clothes tighter, enduring the pleasure.
Glancing up, her eyes rolled back slightly; she panted with the face of a bitch in heat just coming into bloom, drool trickling from one corner of her pursed lips.
"Ahh... mmph!"
I deliberately stroked her springy lips to make little pat-pat sounds, and her thighs twitched sporadically, bouncing this way and that. Lewd caresses around her pussy coaxed out the first hints of clear pussy juice.
I waited patiently until the arousal fluid dripped down, then scooped it up and smeared it gently over her lips. But there was so little, she didn't seem to notice.
The teasing continued.
"Mmph... mm..."
With only dry caresses around her sex—never touching inside—Irina's initial heavy panting gradually quieted.
"Mm............"
I was deliberately teasing her by rubbing only the mound. Now accustomed to the feel on her lips, she let out a frustrated "Ah..." as my fingers grazed past her pink slit.
One hand released from her skirt hem, cutely pressed to her lips as she peeked at me. Thinking hard, she let out a little nasal "Umm..." before suddenly wriggling her body.
In the same tone as when she'd reluctantly given in earlier.
"Ah, a-ah...! S-Saint... right now..."
"Yes? What's wrong?"
I paused my gentle strokes and looked up. She fidgeted itchily, continuing.
"R-Right now... a bit deeper... my pussy inside itches..."
"Here?"
"Mmm... deeper inside............"
She shook her hips lightly, her voice whiny and spoiled.
"Deeper... like here?"
Testing her limits, I slipped a finger into her now-drooling pussy and stirred.
Schlurp♥
"Hiyaang! Y-Yes... th-there... it itches there...♥"
As the new pleasure hit just when she felt something missing, Irina's eyelashes fluttered, her face twisting into ecstatic bliss. Nodding frantically with her flushed face was utterly adorable.
"Mmm. To go even deeper... sorry, but could I borrow some saliva?"
"Saliva...?"
Her face fell briefly without the ongoing stimulation, then she asked back in a dazed voice.
"Yes. For such a precious spot, you need to make it slippery first for a woman's comfort..."
"I-I see... I didn't know..."
She nodded as if learning new common sense, tilting her head with a 'how?' expression.
I rose briefly from my kneel to meet her eyes.
"Would you suck my finger? I'll pull it out once it's wet enough."
"S-Suck your finger...? Mmph."
"Come on. Your pussy itch is hard to bear, right?"
I held my finger to her lips. She hesitated, lips parting and closing nervously, then—slurp!—took my index finger into her mouth.
Her pussy was already being teased, so sucking a finger now was nothing... that seemed to be her vibe.
Her lips formed a perfect O around my finger; embarrassed by our eye contact, she softly closed her eyes. Timidly sucking at first, she remembered my instruction and pushed saliva from her glands with her tongue, slathering it on messily.
"Slurp... smack..."
Clear drool spilled from her cherry lips, soon making my finger glisten.
"Slurp... smack... schlup..."
Eyes shut, face lewdly flushed, she repeated sucking and licking. Desperate for more fingering, she rubbed her own thighs together, her whole body begging.
"Mmm. That should do it..."
"Pop... haaah♥?"
Pulling out left her with a blissed-out, dopey face—quite the degenerate sight. Ignoring her drool-smeared lips, I knelt again.
Then... I slathered my slick finger over her sex, twirling it around her now-glistening pussy.
Schlup... schlurp♥
Lewd wet sounds filled the air as her pussy squished under my hand.
"Hiyaaang! Mmph! Ahh... haa♥!"
Her reaction was worlds apart from before—sweet, melting moans from the start.
"Feels good?"
"Y-Yes♥... f-feels so good... my pussy feels good♥"
I smiled at her honest reply, focusing on helping her masturbate.
Squelch... squish♥
Twirling her mound made her pussy lips pucker, drooling juice nonstop. I stirred calmly, mixing saliva and nectar into filthy slickness, then scooped it onto her cute, erect clit, coating it thoroughly.
The gooey liquid bubbled with a blub... as it filled every crevice around her nub.
"Aah... ha... haaa♥"
Feeling the sticky touch, her voice melted even sweeter. I kept stirring and pressing her glistening pussy, diligently fingering her.
Time flowed endlessly. Glancing up, she panted "Hau... haaa...♥" like a cute little bitch, lost in my caresses. Growing more instinctive, she subtly rocked her hips, grinding against my hand.
"Ah. Aaang♥ Ahh!"
Stroke. Stroke♥
Her pelvis swayed rhythmically to my touch. Her panties, now down at her ankles, were strung with long pussy juice strands dripping lewdly—an utterly depraved scene. They were soaked through, useless now.
"S-Saint... I-I'm gonna... cum♥!!"
"Yes. Don't hold back—just let it go..."
-Clatter!
'...What the hell?'
A sudden loud noise jolted me. Heart pounding, I whipped my head toward it.
The window. The curtain wasn't fully drawn, leaving a slight gap. Peering through... a pair of eyes watching us.
Frizzy brown hair... a familiar face. Linda?
She'd appeared out of nowhere, face flushed red, spying through the curtain slit. And her eyes were...
"Ahh. C-Cummingggg...♥"
...locked piercingly on Irina, who was getting her pussy fingered while lewdly twisting her hips, skirt hiked up.
Squirt... squiiirt♥!!
"Haaaaah♥!!!"
At her peak, an explosion of pleasure hit; her pussy squirted like a water gun. I gently cupped her, catching it as she shuddered through a long orgasm, spraying nonstop onto my hand.
Her ecstatic face trembled with fluttering lashes before she caught her breath, mind clearing from the haze.
"Haaa... S-Saint. The pussy itch... feels better now♥ Ah, I need to clean up the mess quick..."
Seeing my hand utterly drenched, she looked mortified and moved to fix it.
"Um... Sister Irina... the window..."
Something more pressing. Thinking it'd make for fun entertainment, I drew her attention, making her check.
She glanced naturally—and spotted Linda peeking through the gap.
"..........................Ah."
".........................."
Their eyes met in the air. Irina paled, dropping her skirt with a thud, body trembling.
And... whoosh.
Flushed crimson, Linda spun and bolted.
"W-Wait!! Miss Linda...! S-Saint, s-sorry... the cleaning..."
"Mmm. It's fine. If it's trouble, go after her quick..."
"I-I'm so sorry! I'll apologize properly next time...!"
Bowing frantically to me, she hastily straightened her clothes, jammed on her veil, and dashed out.
"Miss Linda!! Why run...! What you saw was all a misunderstanding...!!"
I rested my chin on the windowsill, leisurely watching Linda flee and Irina chase after.
Hope they clear up the misunderstanding nicely.