Memories of a Night: Pt. 02

(Please refer Part 1 to know more about me and my then-girlfriend. Thank you.)

"Remove your collar, my lovely pet. Did you clean yourself thoroughly like I do, when you showered before I arrived?," Dani asked in the gentlest of voices.

She stopped channel surfing and I saw that she had chosen a news channel to watch it on our television. Neither of us were paying any attention to the news, though she was slowly turning on the volume with the remote control.

"Yes, Mistress. I am as clean as you expect me to be," I removed the collar as per her command.

"You are not just my submissive, Ash. You are my lover and girlfriend too. Will you do something for me?" Dani asked while looking at me.

"Yes, Miss Dani. I will do anything you say," I assured her.

I don't speak much with her when we get intimate, because I feel shy and conscious of my naked body. She always did her best to open me up.

"I don't wanna be called Mistress or Miss Dani hereafter, unless I tell you to do so. Will that be all right?"

"Yes, Danielle. But hopefully it's not because I lack something or did something wrong," I replied her, getting worried.

"No, sweetie. Just the opposite. I think our sexual relationship is such that I teach you things and you obediently learn and enjoy them. Let me elaborate," she said.

"Yes, Dani. I am listening," I said.

"Being called a Mistress every time we fuck makes me remember other couples where the participants assume their dominant and submissive roles all day, outside the bedroom too. We are different from them. Are you following?," she asked me.

"Yes. I understand," I told her.

"I enjoy learning about other things in life from you. I think you are not just equal to me in many aspects outside the bedroom, but you are much more intelligent than you think. When we make love, I like lovingly using you. Do you agree babe?"

"I do honey, I do," I said as I felt tears running down my cheek. I was surprised because she was crying too.

"I am so glad that you understand me so well. Please don't cry. It makes me cry too, as you know," she said. I flashed her a smile.

"Now let me take you properly," she said, coming closer. Her words made me blush. She held my hand and took me to the bedroom.

Once we were inside she gently pushed me against the wall. She took my hands into hers and lifted them above my head. She had me pinned, and her scent was arousing me.

She removed her robe, and told me to stand a little further from the wall. She hugged me tightly. Only minutes passed, but it seemed like hours. I felt so loved that I thanked god for bringing us together.

Her nimble fingers soon found the hook on my bra which secured it on my back, and within seconds my breasts were exposed to her.

"Oh I have missed you so much, Ash. Let me remove your panties." I couldn't speak much. I blushed and smiled.

She slid my panties down my legs in seconds. She had undressed me hundreds of times earlier but every time she did this I felt shy, aroused and conscious of my body. She stared at me from head to toe, numerous times.

"You are tasty and you have a shaved cunt just like mine," she smiled, and said. I blushed and simply nodded.

"Not only my pussy but my whole body, soul and heart is yours and I am always thankful to you for loving me so much," I replied.

"Shh. Hon. I know the words which you will say next. Usually you say something negative about yourself. So please don't be so humble and just shut up," she said. I nodded again.

I had communicated my past with her when we started dating, and she had thought a lot about it.

Being shy I had a history of being bullied ever since I was a teenager, so I never thought positively about my body. This was why I always felt conscious when she stripped me. She enjoyed staring at my naked self. The love and lust in her eyes made me feel good too. She took my hand into hers, and gently patted it.

"You look stunning as always, hon," she said. I giggled.

She had always told me that unless it was important and safe for me to know the things which she had planned to do to me sexually, she won't discuss them beforehand. She loved surprising me and I loved getting those surprises from her.

Before I met Dani, I didn't know much about sexuality. My family is very religious. My mom told me about periods, motherhood and safe sex but I could never discuss sexuality at home.

If Dani wished to introduce something new to me, she would always blindfold or restrain me in some way. It weirdly comforted me. Then slowly she ensured that I either got acquainted or saw whatever she meant to introduce. She always believed in safe sexual activities, so she never inflicted much pain.

She put her lips on mine and gave me a slow but deep kiss. She put her hand on my cheek now, inserting her tongue in my mouth. Every time she made love to me, she made me feel better. Her love was like a medicine for me.

I couldn't believe this twenty six year old, hyper-feminine, fit, tall goddess would be attracted to an ordinary, skinny woman like me who is in her thirties. Society called me almost white trash.

Very gently, her tongue found mine inside my mouth and she kind of rubbed hers against mine. It felt as if I was in heaven.

I sometimes thought whether I should be ashamed because opposed to the social norms, I learnt about sexuality from a woman younger than me. Then I told myself that I shouldn't care about it. What mattered is that we loved each other.

She had plunged her tongue down my throat and I was ecstatic being kissed. She stopped kissing me, only to look deep in my eyes and gently pinching my right nipple between the thumbnail and index fingernail on her left hand.

Her nails weren't longer than quarter of an inch, so it didn't hurt. She had painted all her nails glossy black. The nails on her right hand and her toe nails were finely trimmed.

I loved feeling the pressure she exerted on my nipples with her nails. I moaned as she resumed kissing my boobs.

"Ahhh. Fuck me, Dani. Please. You don't know the torment I have suffered being away from you," I said, throwing my arm around her back.

"I know, honey. I know. Don't worry, I am here now. Gosh, do you ever stop moaning when I caress you?," she asked, gently cupping my ass cheek within her palm.

Her fingernails gently digged in my skinny ass, but I knew she did it because she wanted to assure me that she was there for me. She didn't intend to hurt me.

She looked deep into my eyes, and I just knew from her stare that she was gonna subject me to extra ordinary pleasure in a moment. Gently she suckled on my right nipple, while squeezing my left breast within her palm.

Sometimes I wondered whether our neighbors could hear us. Then I remembered that at least some of our sounds may have been drowned in the loud-ish sound of the TV news which she had switched on in the living room earlier. I moaned her name as she played with my body.

"Oh! Dani!" She stopped fondling my boobs and smiled wickedly.

"You love exposing every part of your body for me, don't you slut?"

"Yes, Dani. I do," I said.

"God made every part of your body for my pleasure. Will you admit it?"

"Yes I do," I told her. Coming closer she planted a series of kisses on my neck and shoulder, touching me there with her fingers.

"I am assuming you washed your hands while I was showering," she asked.

"Yes," I said.

"I like that you are germophobic sometimes," she said.

She kissed my shoulder and started fondling my arm. She kissed the skin which covered what would have been a developed triceps muscle if I had worked out, then rubbed her fingers gently there. She ended her kissing on my wrist.

Then she suckled on my fingers. She smiled wickedly and brought her lips closer to my cleavage. She may have kissed me there forever.

After this, I sensed her tongue gently lashing at my navel. I closed my eyes from time to time, moaning.

"Quick question Ash, chose a letter. P or D?"

"P," I replied, confused.

She took my hand again and walked me to our bed and told me to lie in it on my back. Then she kissed my legs slowly, moving towards my feet. She giggled as she licked the webbing between my toes. My feet had her spit all over them when she finished.

I always had to keep my feet clean and my toe nails finely trimmed so that they won't hurt her tongue. Since she had a feet fetish, she got me into worshipping her feet when we started dating.

"Remember that one time? You were sitting comfortably on the couch, wearing jeans and a tee. You saw me looking at your bare feet, our eyes met and you smiled. Then you blushed," she said.

She continued, "Without even being aware, you seduced me with your bare feet. Sex is not about just being naked. It is a feeling."

"I agree sweetie," I said wholeheartedly.

I felt as if days must have passed when we started making love. Every second was worth experiencing.

She told me to lie on my tummy next and not to look back. She also asked me to lift my pelvis a little and spread my legs.

"You trust me right?" She asked.

"Always honey, always," I replied.

She went to a bedside drawer, which she sometimes kept locked. She left things like her credit card and cash in my drawer, as she trusted me with money. Sometimes she put sexual stuff inside her drawer meant for me, which she intended to surprise me with.

She soon came back and told me not to be alarmed. I sensed something wet on my back, calves and ass. Whichever liquid she had poured on me had a soothing quality and I found that she had also coated my ass cheeks with it. It felt cold.

This seemed different than the lube which she sometimes used on me. I sensed that she was moving behind me and she shushed me with her hand covering my mouth.

I screamed in her palm while I became aware of a burning but bearable sensation around my asshole.

"You had promised me something on your birthday. Don't worry, hon. It is just a regular-sized plug. I bought some new toys but I promise that I won't use them for your back door because they are kinda big for anal. I did buy bigger anal beads though. I want to make you enjoy and not hurt you, babe," she said.

Slowly she inserted it inside me, while soothing me with her words.

I believe that you must try anal with your lesbian lover once in your lifetime. This was obviously not my first time with her. It hurt me a little every time she did it, because I am kinda tight down there.

I always enjoyed it after enduring the initial discomfort. I am proud to share that I was an anal virgin before meeting her. When you have anal sex, it doesn't matter whether she fingers you or inserts a toy, you have to let her do it. It brings you closer mentally, because it is a special sexual act and requires significant trust.

The dull, burning sensation was slowly replaced by nothing but a feeling of being filled inside my anal hole. It felt so good. I always loved it.

"Let me see how wet you have become. I always enjoy taking your sweet ass, you sexy lady who is older than me. Lily didn't allow me to do it though." Lily was her ex girl friend, and they had met in college. She had told me about her when we had met.

She had trained me not to orgasm without her approval, but every time it was challenging for me. Whenever I sensed that I could orgasm soon, I mentally focused on other things. This helped me not to think about how sexually aroused I had become.

My thoughts were interrupted when she said, "Gosh you are really wet. Face me and sit with your back against the wall, sweetie." I positioned myself on the bed as she asked me to. Our eyes met briefly. To my surprise, I saw her climbing back in bed, while placing her feet near my very wet pussy.

"Spread your legs, my lovely whore," she said in a sweet voice. She brought her feet near my pussy and rubbed her toes on my lips. I saw her inserting almost her entire big toe inside my pussy. I closed my eyes for a few seconds, moaning.

The lighting in the room highlighted my pussy juices which were deposited on the toenail of her big toe. I had to think of things other than sex, so that I would not get closer to an orgasm. The black polish gleamed as her toe was covered with my sexual juice.

This made her toenails and feet look even more beautiful, as the polish contrasted her white skin tone. I have some tan on my feet which I got while sunbathing, so I don't think that this polish would have suited me. I heard her giggle. Then she brought her feet closer to my face.

"Lick your juices, hon. I am gonna lightly touch myself as you do it."

I started suckling on her toes. The glossy black polish on her toenails sparkled again as I coated her feet with my saliva. I saw her gently fingering herself for a while, as I worshipped her feet. She stopped playing with herself, came and sat near me on the bed. She plunged her fingers in my mouth and asked me to lick her cum, which I happily did.

"I think both of us are kind of sluts, Ash. There is nothing wrong with having a lot of sex with someone you love. Do you agree?"

"I do honey, I do," I replied.

She kissed my pussy. Every time I got closer to orgasming I told her so, and she would stop caressing me for a while. Then she would resume fucking my cunt with slow and deep thrusts of her tongue.

A moment came when she told me that she wouldn't go on because she sensed that I may cum earlier than she had planned. This was not something she desired.

After this, she motioned me to lie down on my back. Then she moved her pelvis close to my mouth and positioned her pussy near my lips. I knew what to do. Gently she started riding my mouth.

"I won't cum on your face tonight. I wanna cum only after I have made you orgasm. You know that I always prefer this," she said, winking.

I wished that I could control my orgasms as much as she did. She passionately fucked my mouth with her shaved love cave. My face was getting wet slowly but she had not orgasmed.

She stopped fucking my face after a while. Leaning downward and placing her body so as to make things easier for her, she fed me her boobs slowly.

"I wished I was lactating, Ash. I would have loved to feed you my milk," she said.

I knew that this had been a fantasy of hers. I was happy that I could fulfill some of her sexual fantasies at least.

My 32Bs were smaller than hers, but my nips are very sensitive. This is why I can't wear a bra for longer times without getting rashes there. I had to kiss her pierced navel as I lied on my back.

I felt so beautifully loved, used and submissive. She slid her body on top of me, so that I could suckle on different parts of her chest. After a long while, she stopped doing it.

"A little trib goes a long way," she said. I enjoyed feeling helpless as she started rubbing her pussy on mine. Our lips came closer as she inserted her tongue deep inside my mouth. Slowly I kind of crossed my legs behind her back, as she ordered me to do.

"Would you drink my pee?"

"Sure, hon. If you are sure that you won't pass on an infection to me somehow," I said.

"Let us imagine you already did it tonight. Remember the things we did on valentine's day?" she said, giggling.

We continued kissing and tribbing for a while. The butt plug in my ass was giving me sensations which she loved to call getting my girlfriend fantastically fucked. It was difficult for me not to orgasm sooner, and I shared it with her.

"Delayed orgasms are the best," she said.

Then she asked me to get on my knees. We had a mirror in front of our bed, and she switched on more lights so that I could see us both clearly in it. She knelt behind me, mometarily supporting my weight with hers.

"This is so that you won't fall down on the bed," she said.

She put a hand around my waist with her index finger playing with my navel. We stayed like that for a few minutes, doing nothing. She took a fistful of my hair in her hand and gently pulled it, not to cause me pain but to remind me that she is always in charge. She rubbed her pussy on my ass cheeks for a while.

"Your continuous moans turn me on. Now close your eyes," she told me. I sensed her breath on my neck and something penetrating my pussy slowly. It may have been going on for ages.

"Gosh you are really, really wet," she said.

I knew this was the only part where it was natural to experience some pain. I sensed something rigid moving inside me, remembering the ring which I had gifted to her.

"Is it my ring on your finger?" I asked her.

"Open your eyes and see," she said.

I opened my eyes and I was shocked to see that her right palm was completely inside my pussy. She had fingered me many times earlier. I could take four of her fingers inside with some effort. She had also trained me to happily accept her dildoes vibes and strap ons. I loved being stretched by her in every way because she always stopped if it hurt too much.

I was shocked because I saw a small hint of a silver bracelet which she used to wear on her wrist gleaming due to the lighting in the room.

"I know you didn't enjoy my fist when we tried it earlier because it somehow makes you uncomfortable. But if you wouldn't have enjoyed it this time, you wouldn't be so wet. I will remove my hand if you don't like it," she said.

"No, honey. I am sorry. I know you had done this many times but stopped when you sensed that I wasn't really enjoying it. I think I should have kept an open mind," I assured her.

"You don't have to say sorry, babe. Most safe things in sex are like icecream. You won't know if you like it, unless you have tried it a few times. It also depends on your mood," she said.

She continued, "Restraints and such things can be enjoyable too, but what is important is that you like being controlled and aroused. You have my approval to cum now." I nodded and giggled.

She started fisting me very gently. Even though my pussy felt a little sore, she made me look at our reflections in the mirror.

Her other hand found my nipples, and she started playing with them slowly rolling them between her fingernails. She also licked my earlobe as I kept having orgasms. The butt plug which she had inserted deep inside my anal hole really helped me stay aroused.

She sensed that I was getting tired from my eyes which she confirmed by asking me, even though she sometimes supported the weight of my body with her hands.

"Now you have to ride me," she said. She lied on her back, and asked me to come on top of her. She gently cupped my boobs within her palms as I leaned in and she kissed me. I felt very conscious of my naked self, but I was also very aroused.

"Fingering is also called digital penetration. I am so happy that I have taught you to learn to enjoy appropriate penetration which is what our pussies are made for. I say it because I know the difference between that and what others call rough sex. I won't fuck anyone roughly, she said.

She continued, "You used to be afraid of being penetrated when we met, and now look at you. You have become an ideal submissive. I am sorry I did not allow you to worship my body this time. You will do a lot of it the next time we make love."

Her breathing had become as ragged as mine. I nodded.

She started talking again. "I hope I fuck your brains out. I could have used the strap on but I felt that my fingers would do fuck you softly which you also need sometimes. I wanted to eat your pussy hole but I had sensed that you wouldn't have been able to control your orgasm if I licked you for a longer while," she said.

She continued, "Don't worry, next time the only thing which will penetrate you will be my tongue. Remember being submissive is a state of mind. You are on top of me, you can ride me but still I am in control and I know that you always enjoy giving up the control," she said, rocking her hips gently and asking me to do the same. I nodded again.

She rubbed her pussy passionately against mine. I sensed that we were going to orgasm together. Her finger nails dug lightly inside my back, as she tighly crossed her legs behind me. She gently spanked my ass a few times, allowing me to enjoy the sensations I got from the plug inside.

"Fuck," We moaned in unison as we came.

We had tears in our eyes, from the emotions we were experiencing. Within minutes, I collapsed on top of her. We kissed a little, and I passed out soon being really tired. I have a tendency to pass out after sex when I am really tired. I sensed that something was moving on my back while I slept. I didn't open my eyes then, since it didn't hurt.

When I finally woke up, It was morning. The plug was still inside me. It had a ruby-shaped stone at the flared end, and it was beautiful. The ones she had used on me earlier were surely smaller, when I mentally tried to compare the size of their flared ends. I didn't wanna remove it yet. I loved feeling full.

Dani had gone for a morning jog but I saw that there was a sharpie marker lying next to me. Instinctively, I looked in the mirror and also tried to take a pic of my back with my phone. She had written something on my back with the sharpie. It read, "Happy Birthday! My lovely Ash!"