Starting a New Paige, page 7
Rhonda moaned, “Mmm, yes sir. Um, that was nice. Um, you could do more if you want. I mean, um, farther in.”
I said, “Oh, Rhonda, that would be really nice. I want it to be really nice for you though. You really are very beautiful. Sweetie, I feel kind of shy. You are so lovely and you feel so good.”
I rubbed the sides of Rhonda’s mound very tenderly as I spoke and she squirmed against my fingers, encouraging me to touch her more firmly. I ran my middle finger up from the bottom, parting her dampening lips, and when I reached the opening, I very slowly entered her. I looked at Paige and she smiled and winked and encouraged me to keep going.
I moaned for effect, to give Rhonda the impression that I was enjoying touching her, which I was, and said, “Oh, Rhonda! You feel wonderful! So warm! Oh my! Gosh you feel nice. Sweetie, I really want to get a good taste of you. You are so delicious! But I want to be so careful with you. I’d never want to hurt or scare you, Precious.”
What the hell was I doing and why was it working this way. Paige had mentioned a destiny. And told Rhonda that this was a fantasy. But Rhonda wanted it and Paige wanted it for Rhonda.
I continued stroking her lightly and Rhonda started to cry softly. She wasn’t ashamed or feeling taken advantage of. She was feeling caressed. Intimately. Lovingly. For the first time.
Rhonda pushed against my hand and wiggled her hips.
I felt her clench my finger as she cooed, “Oh, do it! Oh, please yes! Show me!”
Paige moved her chair so that she was directly in front of Rhonda and grabbed the girl's wrists and placed them on Paige’s shoulders.
Paige said, “Hold on to me, Sweetie. I’m right here. Hold on to me and I will help you.”
Rhonda opened her eyes slightly, and said, “Oh, Miss, it feels so good. I never felt like this before. Miss, I…”
Paige said, “I know. Don’t worry about that right now. I know what you want. Don’t think about that. Just feel what is happening right now.”
I pulled my middle finger out of Rhonda’s vagina and then pushed two fingers straight in. As soon as I passed the lips it was clear that she was very, very wet and ready for more than one little finger inside her. In fact, now that she was opened up, she started leaking juice, out and down the inside of her legs.
I pushed in farther, all the way in but not forcefully, as Rhonda stiffened her legs and gasped in pleasure. I turned my fingers as if to scoop out the ‘honey’, and I made sure to pull down across her G-Spot as I did. My fingers came out covered with copious amounts of her juice.
Rhonda’s body started shaking and she turned and looked over her shoulder at me as I stuck both fingers far into my mouth and made a show of relishing the taste. She shuddered visibly and turned back to look at Paige for reassurance – and she found it in abundance.
I said, “Oh, wow, Rhonda, that is so good! By far, one of the best honeys I have ever tasted.”
I could tell from the look on Rhonda’s face, and the continued trembling of her shapely hips, that she was pleased that I liked it. I had high hopes that she would want this treatment from now on. My brain wasn’t ready to ask me what the ongoing ramifications of this were going to be or how I could have started down this road, making Rhonda want something that I didn’t know if I could deliver on. Paige somehow felt that we could.
Rhonda faced forward and closed her eyes again, but did not move. Apparently, she was ready for me to take another scoop. This time, I slid my fingers along her slit from bottom to top and then pushed them forward again. She tensed her muscles, but stayed still, arching her back slightly, pushing back onto my hand. I dug around gently for a moment in pretext of finding the ‘honey’ and scooped out more, being careful to drag across her G-Spot once again. Rhonda moaned softly as I withdrew my fingers. As I withdrew from her, she again turned her head to watch me insert them into my mouth once more. She was actually quite tasty. This was fun! Everything with Paige was more fun than any fantasy I could have ever imagined.
Rhonda was looking at me, and I could see Paige give me a smile and mouth the words, “keep going”.
With this encouragement, I looked at Rhonda and said, “Rhonda, your honey is delicious! Thank you for bringing it to me.”
Rhonda said, “Um, you are welcome, Sir,” having trouble getting her voice out.
She breathed, “Any time Sir. Now that we know that you like it, and I like it, please help yourself to my um, honey pot whenever you want. It um, it’s for you. Um, if it’s OK, it will always be for you.”
I winked at Paige and said, “I think some cherries would go great with this breakfast and would be the perfect complement to this sweet syrup.”
Paige smiled and said, “Rhonda, our real man would like cherries for breakfast. Would you like to serve him your cherries as well?”
Rhonda gasped and said, “My Cherry? But Mistress, I told you …”
Paige said, “Oh, no Rhonda. No sweetie. I meant that he wants to taste your pretty nipples. If that’s something that you want. And besides, from what you said, you didn’t get the wonderful experience that you deserved before. When a real man takes ‘that’ cherry, it will be so much different. Trust me, you haven’t really had that cherry taken until you are ready to give it away to a very special man. And he will receive it as a gift. A very beautiful and special gift.”
Rhonda said breathlessly, “I would give that man everything I have! I swear I would. I want to so much now! Oh Miss,…”
Paige said, “Shush little one. Your time will come. And, it will be my honor to be your maid of honor when that time does come for you. For now, our Master wants to taste cherries. If you feel ripe and juicy, you can feed him.”
Rhonda nodded earnestly and started to cry from the overwhelming emotions that she was feeling.
I scooted my chair out and faced it directly at Rhonda’s waiting behind. I took hold of her hips softly and turned her gently around to face me. She gave into my movements without hesitation. I think that she was already approaching a point where her body was taking over and her mind was shutting down. I stood her directly in front of me and had her spread her legs to straddle my knees. Her breasts were directly in front of my mouth and I gathered her body to me.
I stared at her breasts and said, “ Rhonda, I want your cherries now. I loved the honey and you have given me so many beautiful gifts this morning and I will never, ever, take them for granted or abuse them in any way. Is that OK? Can I have a lick at your luscious cherries this morning? I will only do it if you really want me to. Isn’t that right, Paige?”
Paige said, “Sweetie, Rhonda is a big girl and she knows if she wants it or not. I really love her now and whatever she wants to do is fine with me. And I know that you will never take advantage of her. Tell me though; do you love her?”
I thought for a moment about what to say. It seemed like Paige wanted me to love this girl. And, I supposed that I did. At least I was willing to.
I said very quietly, looking into the girl’s beautiful, teary eyes, “How could I not. I would never touch a woman that I didn’t love. Paige, I do love her, and I…”
Paige interrupted and said, “I know, and we will all talk more later. But, right now, your mouth needs a big bunch of cherries. No more talking right now. It’s all going to be OK, I promise.”
Rhonda nodded excitedly, with a lusty look at my face, and I took her left nipple into my mouth and sucked firmly. In the next instant, I pushed the fingers of my right hand up into her again. My left hand went to her right breast and cupped it fully, with her hardened nipple in the center of my palm.
I licked gently at first but it was clear that Rhonda was enjoying all of my touches, and soon my mouth went to work on her big luscious tit like a washing machine; sucking in and out vigorously. Rhonda responded by throwing her head back and she reached for my shoulders to steady herself as she began orgasming on my fingers.
I was able to see around Rhonda’s side to look to Paige for her approval for myself. Paige nodded enthusiastically, and, just like in the canoe the day before, she spread her own legs wide, giving me her sex as well. Paige silently pointed down toward my lap and wagged her finger at me, as if to say, “but no penis, OK?”
I had become quite erect by this time. It would have been easy to pull Rhonda slightly forward to where she would have fallen naturally into my lap and straight onto my stiff rod. I didn’t intend to do that, and certainly not now that Paige had asked me not to, but it was so close that I wondered if Rhonda was somehow imagining it happening to her. She ground her pelvis into my hand enthusiastically as I used my fingers to stir her insides. I was able to reach her clitoris with my thumb and I started to apply some still, but firm, pressure.
Rhonda’s gates burst open! She threw her arms around my head and crushed me into her chest. I kept up my mouth work on her beautiful tit-flesh, and she convulsed in climax. Rhonda had already given her breasts to me the afternoon before when she exposed herself in the hallway through the peep hole. Something Paige had said to her had given her the idea to give me her breasts from that moment forward, anytime I wanted them if that is what worked out. And she had been wishing against hope that somehow it would. Paige knew it too. And they were both was really happy about it now.
The dam broke, and Rhonda started to cum wetly. She wasn’t really an explosive squirter, but she came wetter than most. I had never seen anything like it. But, I had never seen any of what I had experienced in the past two days!
I cupped Rhonda with my hand, leaving my fingers and thumb doing their job on her lower regions. She filled my cupped palm with a flood of ‘honey’ as her spasms pumped juice from her ‘pot’.
As her spasms began to subside, I did let Rhonda fall down onto my lap, being careful that she landed in front of my penis, not on top of it, and I pulled her into a warm loving hug. She melted into me and started moaning in my ear, “thank you, Sir, thank you, I love you, Sir! I will do anything to serve you, Master. You and Mistress are so wonderful, thank you, thank you…I love you, I love you, I…”.
Rhonda looked up into my face, and we smiled at each other. She was happy now. She was different now. Something had definitely changed in her.
Rhonda kissed me hard, boldly forcing her tongue into my mouth and inviting my own into hers in return. She was not afraid of what had happened or what she had said, or what it might mean an hour from now. Rhonda was just happy. And then she noticed my hardness standing up against her slit between us! She smiled even bigger, gave a squeak of approval and leaned back pushing her vulva forward into me.
Paige spoke up, “Rhonda, dear, are you happy?”
Rhonda nearly screamed, “Oh, Yes, Mistress! I have never been so happy! You and the Master have made me so happy! I will serve you everyday! I swear! Do you want me to quit my job here? I will. I have to. That’s what you want, isn’t it? Oh, please! I have to, now! Mistress. I’ll quit my job and come with you from now on!”
Paige interrupted her before she became hysterical and said, “We love you, Rhonda. I know that we can find a way. I would love that…and I know that The Master would too. But for now, don’t quit your job. We need a little time to make things right. But, I promise, we won’t abandon you, no matter what. And you will be happy. Did you really have a good time? And do you mean what you were saying?”
Rhonda shoved herself against my lap and exclaimed, “Yes! Of course, I do! Will you really make it so that I can be…I mean so that you will be my…I mean…”
Paige said, “Rhonda, little flower, look at me.”
Rhonda turned her head to look awkwardly over her shoulder at Paige, still pressing hard against me.
Paige said, “Look at me. Look in my eyes. We will all be exactly what we are meant to be and we will all be very happy. I promise. But, for now, we better move things along. Why don’t you run into the bathroom and use our shower to freshen up while the Master and I finish our breakfast. And when you’re done, will you clean up the dishes for us? Use my hairbrush and my razor. Or his if you prefer.”
She winked at the ‘serving girl’.
Rhonda said, “Of course, Mistress! Of course! You mean alone, right? Shower by myself? I could help the two of you if you want me to!”
Paige smiled and said, “Yes, dear, this time you will be by yourself. But make yourself at home in there. It might not be long before we need your help showering together. Um, sweetie, one more thing, um, just out of curiosity, what would you do if you came in the room and I was on your Master’s lap, doing, you know…?”
“Hahaha,” Rhonda laughed. “I would stand at your side and ask how I could serve you! And I would feed him honey! Hahaha. I’ll go and then I will clean up the dishes when I’m out of the shower. I won’t be long.”
I said, “But, these stay here!” indicating the G-String adorning the breakfast table.
Rhonda said sincerely, “Of course, Master. Those, and everything else is yours from now on. Um, Mistress, are you sure? Is it really OK? Um, does he really love me?”
Paige said warmly, “He does. And so do I. Everything is wonderful. Don’t quit your job until we figure everything out. We don’t even know how long we are going to be here yet. It might be longer than had been planned. And, sweetie, you have to keep what we did a very secret secret.”
Rhonda looked at me and said, “Of course. I won’t tell anyone anything. So, can I kiss him again?”
Paige said, “Sweetie, you can do whatever you want, except no penis. I know, it’s fantastic, but you have to trust me. Absolutely no penis. Yet.”
Rhonda kissed me and pushed against my shaft and said, “None? Not even a little?”
Paige laughed and said, “Not even a little. Don’t even touch it. And don’t get any ideas about sliding your wet lower lips, or even your luscious lips and tongue, all over that big shaft. And don’t rub your clit against it, no matter how much you want it. I’m just glad that it isn’t anywhere that it might tempt you right now. It would be terrible if it were riding up between your thighs, at your very door, pressing the length of that hard pole between the little lips of your tiny hot virgin pussy, making you ache to be filled with what a real man would do to a girl that he loves and who loves him. Oh, the orgasms that he could give a girl who really loves him. It would be terrible. So, not even a little, OK? And, especially, be careful about thinking about it while you are in the shower! You may not want to be thinking all about having a penis like that, sliding between your thighs while you wash up, all soapy and slippery and his hands on your tits, playing with your big breasts, squeezing the nipples and shoving his tongue down your throat.”
Rhonda was red, blushing and gasping for air, rocking furiously against my groin, doing everything she could to have me make love to her without actually penetrating her tender depths. She shuddered and clenched in obvious orgasm and kissed me deeply. When it was done, and just before another one could build between her legs, she suddenly stood up and moved away from my lap. She quickly unzipped her skirt and dropped it on the ground in front of me, and then ran away naked into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.
Chapter 9 - Wedding Gift of Rhonda
With that, Paige stood up and came and sat down on my lap – but she had no intention of avoiding my penis and sat herself right down on it. She slid down easily.
Paige said, “Well, how did you like my first wedding gift, Husband?”
She began circling herself on my boner.
I said, “That was amazing. Paige, I have never done anything like any of this before! I am not this kind of guy. I came here by myself on vacation. I didn’t have a girlfriend yesterday morning, and now all of this! I love it, but I want you to know that I don’t know what to do with it! Most of all, I love you and don’t ever want to mess that up. Um, what does this mean?”
Grinding in my lap, she said, “Will what just happened make you love me less?”
I said emphatically, “No!”
Paige said, “Is there any reason that I should feel threatened or jealous?”
I said, “No! But you did motion me not to let her, you know…”
Paige said, “Yes, yes I did. Rhonda wasn’t ready for your magnificent cock yet. She needed you to tame her a bit first. She would have given into it readily enough, but the relationship now is even better. Sweetie, I have no sexual experience! Yes, none. When you entered me from behind this morning, I had no idea that was even possible. I guess I never even thought about what sex would be like. I guess I have never imagined anything about it. I just know that when I get wet and hungry for you, which is really all the time, then I just let it happen. I didn’t know what was going to happen with Rhonda. But somehow I knew what needed to happen at each step along the way. I seem to have some kind of an instinct for…making great friends for us! So, Rhonda is your first wedding present. I don’t know how, but from now on, she belongs with us. She knows it and she has given herself to us. I don’t know how it will work, but it will, I promise.”
Paige laughed.
I said, “Paige, last night, you were a virgin.”
She grinned and said, “Well, that explains a few things, huh? But it didn’t hurt at all. Um, how do you know? Could you tell?”
I said, “No, the message, the trigger thing, told me.”
Paige said, “Cool. But Sweetie, don’t tell me about what they say. I’m not supposed to know. I guess that I should tell you what I do know.”
I said, “First, what about Rhonda? What is going to happen? So, she’s going to be with us? Like how? Did I just take advantage of her? I think I feel bad about what I did. I don’t think that we can go back now and pretend it didn’t happen, either. Paige, What’s going to happen? Is she serious about this? Are you?”
Paige continued grinding on my lap and said, “Robby, it’s all going to be wonderful. Rhonda is a wedding present for you, and from now on, she is going to be your lover. Heck, she will be your wife, if that’s what we want. That’s probably the best idea, but we’ll see. Yes, she is absolutely serious. You tamed her just now, and she bonded with you in a way that she will never bond with anyone else, ever. No, we can’t pretend it didn’t happen. For many reasons, but mostly because we don’t want to. We are her um, well, there’s no word for it yet. We are her emotional owners. It isn’t a bad thing. She isn’t a slave and she isn’t being taken advantage of, and she is more healthy as of this moment than she has ever been. I don’t know how I know, but I do. And no, you didn’t take advantage of her vulnerability.”
