Wild Pleasure

KASSY

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The day of my first lesson was here. I made sure I washed myself well, even shaved everything down there.

Yes, I know I'm not going to do anything with my pussy today according to the teaching details they had sent me, but still… 

I bought a new set of underwear.

I was ready. And nervous.

When I got to the sex education center, the receptionist led me to a room in another section of the building.

The room was clean, classy, almost romantic, candles were burning all around.

They really spent money to make this place look and feel good.

I stepped in and closed the door behind me with trembling hands. God, why are my hands always shaking?

I let out a nervous laugh, looking around.

I can't believe I was really doing this.

I sat on the soft bed. Not even a second later, the door opened. No knock. Nothing.

I jumped, adjusting myself quickly.

A tall, broad-shouldered man in a tank top walked in. He was wearing a mask. My heart dropped. This must be him. My partner. My instructor.

“Hi,” his voice was so deep.

“Hi,” I whispered back.

His eyes landed on me, pinning me in place. My skin burned under his piercing stare. Those eyes…

They had sent me his full test result. They had made me take all the tests too. Condoms will always be involved. I'm not crazy. Still it was necessary 

The man walked to the table and poured wine into two glasses.

“Do you want my mask on or off?” he asked.

I should say I want it On. This wasn’t supposed to be personal. I don't have to see his face. In fact, I was supposed to cover mine, too.

But curiosity pushed the words out before I could stop them.

“I want it off,” I said nervously.

The man chuckled, deep and rich, and my pussy throbbed just from the sound.

Oh God.

Still facing away from me, he loosened the mask and placed it on the table.

Anticipation nearly killed me as he picked up the glasses and finally turned to face me.

The sound that escaped me—I wasn’t sure if it was a gasp, a laugh, or a whimper.

My eyes widened.

It was him. The man from that day.

Oh God.

He looked at me like he knew exactly what was racing through my mind.

“Hello, angel,” he said.

I wanted to disappear. At the same time, I wanted to do the opposite.

“You’ll be my teacher?” I asked, voice breaking.

“Yes.” He sat down, tilting his head at me. “Do you want someone else?”

How was a man allowed to look this good? He was carved out of sin.

I should’ve screamed yes, begged for someone else. But the word that left my lips was, “No.”

He smirked, and handed me the glass of wine.

“I’m Derrick,” he said.

“I’m Kassy.”

He nodded, studying me.

I sipped the wine, my hand shaking.

“You ticked a lot of boxes but avoided the hardcore BDSM,” he said.

Already feeling shy, I nodded.

“You’re open to Dom and Sub roleplay?”

I had searched about it, over and over again. I wanted to master both. To know how to be a Sub. To know how to be a Dom.

“Yes.”

Derrick’s eyes ran over my face, down my body. My cheeks burned hot.

“We’re going to start gradually,” he said. “Today we’re only going to kiss, maybe add some foreplay.”

I nodded.

“Use your words, princess.”

His voice shifted—commanding, firm.

My back straightened. “Yes”

“It’s yes, Daddy.”

My brain froze. What?

“What did I say, baby?” His hand brushed my thigh, and my body reacted before my mind did.

“Yes, Daddy,” I said, looking away shyly.

He caught my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. My heart tripped over itself.

“Don’t be shy, baby.”

He smiled, leaned in, and brushed his lips against mine. My entire body lit up.

He smirked. “Kiss me, baby.”

Oh, how I loved the way he called me that.

I obeyed. I kissed him the way I had practiced alone, pressing, licking at his lips, pulling back to see if I had done it right.

He stared at me, silent.

“How did I do, Daddy?” I asked, breathless, hoping, desperate to please him.

“You want me to be honest, angel?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“That was awful. Like a cute puppy just licked my face.”

Heat rushed to my cheeks, shame washing over me. I looked away.

His hand snapped to my chin again.

“What did I say about looking away from Daddy?” His voice dropped darker, deeper, and suddenly I felt like I had done something very wrong.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I whispered, lips pouting without meaning to.

“Good. It’s okay not to know anything, baby. That’s why Daddy’s here, to teach you, to make you a pro.”

I smiled despite myself.

“You like that idea, angel?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good. Now Daddy’s going to kiss you. You’re going to follow his lead. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Now come sit on Daddy’s lap.”

I nearly stumbled in my rush to obey.

“Careful, angel.”

I giggled nervously, climbing onto his lap. All the embarrassment I had been feeling since was gone, like gone.

The moment I settled on his lap, I felt it, his hard length pressing against me. My face grew hotter 

“Good girl” 

I buried my face in his neck, embarrassed.

He chuckled, making me lift my head again. His eyes burned into me, into my soul. My panties was already wet.

He held me close, my gaze locked on his lips. God, I wanted him to kiss me again.

But when I leaned forward, he pulled back.

“Did I say you could kiss me?”

“No, Daddy.”

His eyes darkened, trailing from my face down to my chest. He licked his lips before his hand pinched one of my hardened nipples through my dress.

I threw my head back with a gasp.

“You like that, huh?”

“Yes, Daddy, I like it.” Tears stung my eyes. He hadn’t even done much yet, and I was already falling apart.

“Good. Because I’m going to lick and suck them for you, baby.”

A moan escaped me just from the words. Embarrassment was long gone.

“You’ll like that?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good.”

He pulled me in and kissed me, his mouth hot, demanding. I melted against him, hands around his neck, letting him lead me. His tongue slid inside me, claiming.

I moaned into his mouth, legs parting on instinct.

“You taste so good,” he whispered.

I couldn’t even form words.

“Fuck, baby. Do you want to do more? Because I want to do more with you.”

I grind my pussy against his hard cock, shameless.

He chuckled. “You want more, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. “Baby, if you keep grinding like that, Daddy won’t be able to stop.”

“I don’t want Daddy to stop,” I whispered.

With one swift move, he yanked my dress over my head. I’d really come prepared, just a simple gown, easy to remove.

His gaze devoured my body. His fingers pressed against my soaked panties.

“Look at you, all wet and ready for Daddy.”

“Yes, Daddy. Ready for you.”

He unclasped my bra with practiced ease, groaning at the sight of my breasts.

His mouth claimed one immediately, sucking, licking, making me arch and cry out.

Then he picked me up, laid me on the bed… 

His lips were on my nipple again. 

I moan holding his head to stop him but also to beg him not to ever stop.

I opened my legs wider, pushing my body towards him.

The moment his fingers started playing with the other of my nipples I wanted to cry.

“Feels so good daddy, feels so good”

Then his hand moved to my pussy, he pressed his finger on it, I moaned harder.

He tugged at my panties, pausing. Waiting for my permission to continue.

“Yes, please,” I begged

He pulls it down… slowly… his eyes locked on my bare, wet pussy.

“So wet, baby. Daddy needs to taste you.”

I covered my face with my hands.

He chuckled darkly. “Is that okay baby?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whimpered.

His tongue licks a path down my body, over my stomach, my belly button, before landing between my thighs.

The first kiss on my pussy made a broken sound tear out of me.

“You like that, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He licked...sucked, thrust his tongue inside me. My body shook.

“Yes, Daddy. Feels so good.”

Then he pulled away, crawling up my body, kissing me again, making me taste myself.

I didn’t care. I wanted more. Needed more.

It's like I was possessed, possessed of what I didn't know…

My eyes fell on his cock, thick and hard, pressing against his pants.

He followed my gaze. “You want Daddy’s dick? You want Daddy to fuck you?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I gasped.

“But that’s not on today’s schedule.” He smirked, then rubbed the head of his cock against my dripping entrance.

I cried out, tears slipping from the overwhelming pleasure.

“You like that?”

“Please don’t stop, Daddy.”

He rubbed again, slower this time. My hips pushed to meet him.

“Let me get a condom, baby.”

I shook my head frantically. “Please, Daddy. Don’t go.”

“But, baby—”

“Daddy, please. I want more.”

His eyes searched mine, wild.

“Fuck.” He pressed the head of his cock against me again, sliding along my folds.

“Yes, Daddy,” I sobbed, body trembling.

Then, slowly, he starts to push into my wet pussy.

“Wait, daddy, stop!......…”