Leah is Curious Ch.03

"I am not wanting a girlfriend," he told her in his usual steady tone. "Not a wife or even a regular lover."

"Just a kinky fuck when its offered," she giggled.

"As I told you, I don't have the time for compromise. And I don't have the patience."

Leah had hoped for a proper discussion of that first night of fucking -- of her first submission. As seemed normal with Justin, he was making her do most of the work. She guessed that was appropriate. Leah could not explain, even to herself, the contentment she'd experienced that night. It made her want to give more of herself to this strange man. Despite her confusion, she knew she wanted to explore further.

"I don't disapprove, however," he went on. "I'm very happy if you have a boyfriend or someone you feel for. I don't care if you are cheating on someone."

"Oh... not me...... too busy."

"Then your time is your own. And you can choose when -- or if - you want to give me more."

Leah had to wonder what else this intriguing man would want. She'd given him her arse that first time. Was it her submission or his skill that had made his anal fucking so enjoyable, exciting? But he'd been her best ever. She'd known straight away that she wanted more.

"Give you more? You mean?..."

"You know what I mean. You are learning that you enjoy giving yourself. That you are excited to submit -- to me, at least."

Leah blushed at his frank assessment. But she could not argue.

"Its up to you to decide," he told her. "You and I have an agreement. And you know in your heart that you've barely scratched the surface."

It was true. So very true. The idea of giving herself -- her body - to this older man had been consuming her thoughts. That first night had been exciting, liberating. She'd felt pride at meeting his challenge. Submission had felt like no other sexual experience in her life. The rest was unknown. Leah could guess, of course. Why would he not just tell her about whatever kinky sex play he enjoyed? His silence made her a little afraid. But it was thrilling and arousing to think that this man might make her do all manner of forbidden things.

"Yes... I... I want to know... Master..."

She could feel that her nipples were as hard as tiny pebbles.

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A swim in the warm evening air had been a lovely way to end the week. Leah had known she was being cheeky to walk past Justin in her skimpy bikini. But it was fun to tease the older man -- her older lover. Justin was roughly double her age which had made her interest in him feel deliciously naughty. And Leah had thought she might test his self-control, to see whether the calm, serious IT expert would take the time to look. Or, perhaps, just to make a comment. She wanted him to look, of course, because Leah had decided that she was ready to fuck him again. To submit and to find out what else he might do to her.

Her Master -- that was what she called him in her thoughts -- had a simple rule. Leah wanted to submit that night but he was not going to take what she did not offer. She was horny, eager to offer anything and everything. The novice wanted to communicate her desire but she was unsure what to say.

"Are you ready?" he broke the silence.

"Yes... please," Leah replied with obvious nerves.

"Tell me. Ready for what? What do you want?"

"To give you... to submit... give whatever you want."

"You think so?" he teased her. "Whatever I want?"

"Yes... Master, I want to... I want to find out."

Justin allowed himself the opportunity to admire the young female body. Leah was in her mid-twenties -- young and pert. Her B-cups were still firm, heaving slightly as her breathing laboured. She was slender enough if curvy in a most delightful way. Her petite, rounded bottom mist have attracted many glances from admiring males. Pleased with her display, he beckoned the novice forward. The younger woman was eager but it would harden her courage for him to stroke her cunt lips while she stood helplessly. And Leah did not hesitate to part her toned legs as the older man ran his hands up to her shaved mound. She'd been aching for his touch all week. Justin knew that, too.

"Can you remember the rule?" he asked in his calm voice.

Leah found it hard to speak. She was naked and vulnerable before the older man, still fully clothed. And her cunt was wet because of that. His touch was so soft and, yet, she knew he was taking control of her.

"Yes, Master," she shuddered. "When I submit, I must give you everything. I give my whole body to you."

"And if its not what you expected? If you change your mind?"

"I... I know, Master... everything stops."

"Good, my little puppy. A good start. Now I will take your gift."

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"Do you whip women?" she had wanted to know. "I mean, do you enjoy whipping them?"

"I enjoy many things. And submission takes many forms."

"Yeah... but if I submit to you... will you whip me? Or will I get to have a say?"

"Why do you want a say?"

"Well... I mean..."

"I've explained my rule. Your choice is whether to give yourself to me. Do you submit?"

"I already did. I wanted to... and then you fucked my butt..."

Justin had paused, knowing that his silence would underline her acquiescence in that first anal fuck. And perhaps whatever might come after. He liked Leah and her inquiring mind and he knew that her curiosity was a burning flame.

"I think you knew that would happen."

"Yes... I did... it was... it was good..."

The older man smiled some more but ignored her praise. He was twice her age and all the more experienced. But not all women could enjoy anal sex. Leah had surprised herself that first time -- not only accepting Master's cock in her tight arse but discovering that she liked it. Of course, he understood that the thrill of her first submission had contributed to her pleasure. Her curiosity was strong enough to let him take her where he wished.

"You think you want to submit more," he'd gone on. "But you have to decide how badly you want to find out."

"But... whipping... or slapping... what if I don't like it?"

"That is not the question," he'd explained patiently. "Will you submit to me? Or not?"

Leah understood this was a challenge from Justin. Or perhaps an ultimatum. She could not fight her curiosity. This strange older man had a way about him, something she was unable to resist. His calm demeanor seemed to promise danger. But he was drawing her in. She had to know.

"Yes..." she had said in a tiny voice. "I want to submit."

"You want to give yourself? All of yourself?"

"Yes, Master... I will let you have everything."

"Then I will choose if I whip you. Or I spank you. Or perhaps use a cane. Or a riding crop."

"Oh, fuck..." she had whispered as her cunt begun to twitch. "You own a riding crop?"

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"The puppy can't control herself," he said in an even tone.

That was obviously true. And Leah felt shame for that.

"If you are giving me your gift," he'd said in the same calm voice, "then you don't need anything to cover you."

Feeling a little foolish, Leah had quicky stripped off her bikini. It felt discomforting to strip naked like that, as if she were being inspected. Yet she was excited all the more since the older man was still fully clothed, sitting on his expensive lounge. Of course, she understood that this was another lesson in his control. And her submission.

"I won't always give you what you want," he told her firmly. "I very much treasure your gift. Your submission. But sometimes I may refuse it. For my own reasons."

The whole thing was made worse -- and more thrilling for Leah -- by the fact that her fresh shaved cunt lips were already swelling with her lust. They parted easily for his fingers as Leah tried to contain her moan of pleasure. It still could feel weird that she'd allow this man, someone she really hardly knew, to touch her in this most intimate way. He, of course, seemed to be in complete control of himself.

Justin had experienced this many times before. A new, willing submissive. This one was a little different -- almost naive and, yet, so trusting. It would be worth leading her slowly. The greater her pleasure at this point the further her training would extend.

"It's a very pretty cunt. I am glad you want to offer it to me. And I can see you enjoy me touching it."

"Fuck," she gasped. "Yes... I mean, yes Master... thank you..."

"Turn around," he told her. "Hands on the table."

Leah naturally complied without a sound. Her growing lust eclipsed all residual fear of the older man. She thought of him as her Master -- without really knowing what that meant. But he was her guide and it was thrilling to explore this new world. Her arse was pointed at him as she placed her hands on the glass coffee table. It might have been humiliating to display her fuck holes like that -- no other man had ever seen her quite like this.

"What do you say to me?" he asked

"Please, Master," came her reply, shaky with lust.

"That was your last chance," he said firmly.

She trembled a little at hearing that. And tried not to jump as his fingers returned to her cunt lips. Master did not seem to crave her or be too eager to penetrate her and take his pleasure. It was so different to any man she'd ever been with. The gentle touch of his fingers was almost maddening as he applied just enough pressure to make her flaps part. It was too late to worry about her obvious wetness. But, then, she wanted him to know how turned-on she was.

"Giving yourself as a gift," he was saying softly, "Is not just about consent. And its not just letting me fuck you."

The cool air was moving softly over her wet cunt lips. And his fingers were softly running along the edge of her slit. He seemed to be taking care not to press inside. Or to make contact with her clit. She almost whimpered as his fingers ran through the cleft of her bottom. Surely he'd take her arse again that night but, for now, he held back from touching her tiny opening.

Leah had no idea just how thrilled her Master was at her progress. He thought her body to be quite fine, sexy and firm as only a younger woman could be. Her legs were nicely toned and her bum was well-rounded and sculpted. Her long pink nipples held much promise.

"When you give yourself to me, I am free to enjoy you however I wish."

She had no response to that. Plus her head was filled with the pounding of her blood. She could actually feel her own heartbeat in her heated-up pussy.

"You masturbate. Don't you?" he wanted to know.

She was unprepared for the question. It was too intimate, even for a man she so dearly wanted to fuck her.

"Your gift includes responding to my questions," he told her in that same level tone.

"Yes... yes... ummm... I do sometimes..."

Leah was almost concerned that the older man wanted to watch her masturbate right there -- bent over the coffee table. She was grateful when Master had her move to the lounge, beside him. Except that he wanted her arranged in a certain way -- her shoulders leaned against him as she faced away. Her knees drawn up and spread wide. In that position they might have watched TV together. And the touch of his hands on her tits, rising and falling with her slight panting, sent a lovely electric sensation through her body. Which was then disturbed by Master.

"Masturbate," came the soft command. "Play with that cunt while I hold you."

She'd dreaded that command. But what else could she do? This was what he wanted, her Master. It was confronting, nasty. Leah had hardly ever touched herself while with a lover. And she'd never properly masturbated in front of anyone. Indeed, she'd tried to argue that she didn't actually masturbate -- that a boyfriend's cock was sufficient. Now she'd made a promise to Justin, her Master. The greater distress would be to chicken out in front of him.

"Very good," he said quietly in her ear as her fingers began to run through her slit. "This is another way of giving yourself to me. I want you to pleasure yourself while I enjoy the view."

It was more than just the view that Justin was enjoying. Those firm, juicy tits fit so nicely into his hands. Leah was again grateful for his touch, almost distracted from her embarrassment by his careful massaging of her boobs. His hands were so gentle, she could feel, and the light pinching and stretching of her nipples were a new delight -- making her body warm even more in a way no man her age had ever done.

"That's a good puppy," he murmured to her, his own lust now evident in his voice. "I know you're horny. I want you to cum for me."

"Ohhhh... Master," she breathed.

She'd never felt so exposed. Like such a harlot, vulgar in her behaviour. But Justin wanted this and she'd been waiting for days to give him anything. Lying against his body, his gentle command was strangely arousing.

"Such a beautiful body. But I want your cunt wet for when I taste it."

"Fuck," she gasped, freshly fired up.

Leah knew she should have been awkward and self-conscious. She'd never wanted to share this act. But she'd fallen under Justin's spell. Now she was teasing her clit in front of the older man, then letting her fingertips drop to the gushing mess of her cunt opening. She could not really understand why she was so aroused by this. Or her need to please Master. But his quiet control seemed to drive her on.

"When I am ready, I will fuck both holes tonight," he murmured as he pinched her nipples.

"Fuck... pleeeeeassseeee..." she whimpered and used her thumb on her clit as she pressed two fingers inside her sopping hole.

"Did you play with yourself this week? Hmmm... thinking of your first spanking from Master?"

The beautiful man somehow could see inside her mind. And a once private act was now performed willingly for this wonderful man. She felt like such a slut. But wasn't that the point? Wasn't it his choice to make her like that? He wanted her to climax. Not that it mattered much since Leah could feel her orgasm rising fast. She tried to lie still in his arms as he mauled her tits.

"I will fuck you," he said with a firm voice. "After I spank you."

"OH... FUCK..." she called out in the throes of an almighty release.

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They cuddled for a moment as Leah rode through the rest of her orgasm. The pleasure was all the more intense for having a man control her body -- and her desires. And soon enough he was ready for more.

Leah found herself back in the starting position -- standing with her body bent forward over the glass coffee table. As before, her holes were on display for the older man. Only this time she was acutely aware of the wetness in her cunt.

"Good little puppy," he said as he stood beside her. "Getting wet for me is part of your learning."

"I know. I have to want it," Leah said. "I mean, want to give myself to you."

"Yes. And I admire that you are so curious. You tell me that you need to know."

"I need to know. You make it sound so easy. I know its kinky and weird."

Justin allowed himself a small grin of satisfaction. He was excited that Leah was pursuing this. That her interest had not dimmed after that first night -- his first use of her butt hole. He guessed that she was even more curious after that first taste. It seemed she was getting desperate for her next lesson.

"You made a good start. And scratched the surface. To find out more you must be ready to give yourself in every way. You will know when that time has arrived."

"Maybe I won't. Maybe I think its too weird."

"Remember, its your choice," he said in his usual even tone. "If you want more then let me know. But you know the rules."