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The Perfume Girl Chapter Four
By Chris
Theresa decided that her home was past due on a real cleaning and to her pleasant surprise, Layla was more than willing to help her. She even assigned herself the bathrooms which Theresa always left to last since she hated cleaning them. She wanted her bathrooms to be the cleanest place in the house and she was never able to please herself so she didn't think that Layla would be able to either. She went in to check on her and found Layla on her knees cleaning the floor of the shower with a brush. Upon seeing that, she decided that just maybe there was someone who also liked a clean bathroom.
When Layla joined her in the kitchen to finish it up, Theresa couldn't resist slipping off to check out the main bathroom just to see what it looked like. She was at the sink when she glanced up into the mirror to see Layla standing in the doorway.
"Does it meet with your approval?" Layla asked with a smile.
"What?... No, I wasn't checking it out," Theresa said quickly knowing that Layla had caught her doing just that.
"Yes, you were but it's cool. I know how you have a thing about clean bathrooms," Layla said coming up behind her and wrapping her arms around her.
"How would you know that?" Theresa said realizing that there was no use in arguing the point but curious as to how Layla figure that out about her.
"When you came back from the bathroom last night at the club and you were fussing about the bathrooms, Haley told me how none of them could clean the bathrooms at the apartment well enough to satisfy you so they just let you do it all the time which you also fussed about," Layla said grinning at her through the mirror.
"Remind me to tell Haley to keep her trap shut from now on," Theresa said with a laugh.
"No way, I want to know all the secrets I can about you," Layla said laughing.
"Well just ask any of them and they will tell you, they love to tell on me," Theresa said.
"And do you love telling things on them, like maybe telling Grace things about Ginny?" Layla asked.
"I might have mentioned a thing or two," Theresa said with a smile.
"Thought so," Layla said laughing.
Theresa then turned around in Layla's arms, "How about us getting dressed and going out to get something good to eat," Theresa suggested.
"What about the kitchen? We haven't finished there yet," Layla said.
"You can finish that when we get back," Theresa said giving Layla a kiss and then slipping from her arms.
"I can finish?" Layla asked.
"Yep," Theresa said with a laugh.
Theresa waited for Layla to come out of the bathroom and she pushed Layla toward the kitchen to finish it quickly as she couldn't leave a task not completed. Then they got dressed and went out to find something to eat.
When they returned, they sat and talked for a while until Layla got up and held out her hand to help her up. Theresa knew what she wanted to do and she was ready for a little fun herself. When they got to the bedroom, Theresa pulled Layla to her giving her a kiss, a long passionate kiss that got them both ready for what was to come.
"What should I do with you tonight?" Theresa said still holding Layla in tight.
Layla bit her lower lip and then she said very softly, "You could tie me up and use your grandfather's belt..."
"So you're telling me what to do with you now?" Theresa asked arching her eyebrows at her.
"No, no, I just..." Layla was saying but Theresa stopped her by giving her a light kiss.
"It's okay, you can tell me what you want, it's cool," Theresa said reassuring her and showing that she was teasing her.
"Actually, I like it better when you decide what you want to do with me and to me, it's more fun that way. It's just that I want to see what it is like," Layla told her.
"Okay but how about we go without tying you up, that way you can stop it easier if it is something that you really don't want to do," Theresa said.
Layla thought this over for a second before she smiled, "Nope, tie me up anyway you want but first you have to undress me," Layla said slipping from her arms and standing back with her arms to her sides.
"Yes, my lady," Theresa said with a smile.
As she undressed her, Theresa was already thinking of how she should tie Layla. It wasn't something that she had planned to do but the thought of doing so excited her however there was one thing she had to do first.
Once she had Layla naked, she stood to her left side slightly behind her. She placed her hand on Layla's left cheek saying, "Ever since I saw this cute ass of yours, I've wanted to put a little color to it and now I get my chance."
She saw Layla biting her lower lip showing her nervousness but she didn't move as Theresa ran her hand around Layla's ass cheeks. "Oh yes, I shall warm these cheeks up nicely," Theresa added just to see what Layla would do or say.
Layla just let out a little moan which was a good sign but she got the answer she was looking for when she slipped her fingers between Layla's legs to her pussy finding it moist. She caressed those wet lips for a moment getting them wetter and then she whispered into Layla's ear, "I'm going to love seeing my grandfather's belt against those cute cheeks and firm thighs..."
"Oh god..." Layla moaned not from fear but from excitement Theresa could see.
"Come my sweet thing, let's get you ready," Theresa said taking Layla by the hand and leading her to the bed.
Theresa helped her onto the bed placing her on her knees with her ass up in the air and her head down on a pillow. With Layla watching, Theresa got a long piece of rope and tied it to the siderail of the bed bringing it up to Layla's left leg. She wrapped it around her leg several times just above her knee and went to the right leg leaving just enough slack for Layla to keep her knees spread but not too wide. She wrapped the rope around this leg, again above the knee and tied it off on the other siderail. She then tied each ankle to the corner of the bed and lastly, she took Layla's wrists tying them to the ropes that went to the sides of the bed that held her knees in place. She stepped back from the bed to check out her handywork. She had Layla practically hogtied but not quite. She saw that Layla was beginning to wiggle like she was becoming aroused and wanted to be touched and she would be very soon but not yet.
Theresa stood bedside the bed where Layla could see her and she began to slowly undressed. Layla's eyes never left her body as each part was uncovered. Once naked, Theresa teased her a bit by pinching her own nipples and pulling on them. She then moved her middle finger down to her pussy moving it along her slit and then inside of her pussy. She pulled it out showing Layla how wet she was. She brought her finger over to Layla who automatically opened her mouth sucking the juices off of it moaning as she did so.
Theresa pulled her fingers from Layla's mouth and then over to her table reaching for her grandfather's belt taking it off the hook. She saw Layla's eyes widen as she did so. She came back to the bed and she got up on her knees beside of Layla laying the belt across Layla's back.
"I think we should warm your cute little ass up first, don't you," Theresa said placing her hand on Layla's ass.
"Yes Mistress," Layla said with a moan.
Theresa caressed Layla's ass cheeks with her hand for a few moments getting her more aroused wanting to make this fun. She then raised her hand up and she brought it down on the center of Layla's ass with a firm spank.
"Ohhh..." Layla moaned and she jerked slightly forward.
Theresa kept her eyes on Layla's face giving her a moment to stop this now and when Layla frowned, she knew that Layla was wanting her to get on with it. Theresa raised her hand up again and she brought it back down this time just hitting Layla's right ass cheek. She moaned and jerked but less so this time. Theresa immediately spanked Layla's left ass cheek and back to the right one. Layla would moan or say "Ouch" or "Ohhh" from time to time but she seemed to be liking it.
After a couple of minutes, Theresa stopped to caress Layla's ass cheeks feeling the warmth and seeing the pinkness coming out in them. She also slipped her fingers between Layla's legs to find Layla's pussy very wet. She teased her for a just a moment or two before beginning to spank her again this time going a little lower to her upper thighs that got more of a response from Layla. Once they were pink, she stopped to caress her and tease her pussy again.
Theresa had her as ready as she was going to get her so she moved her knees back on the bed and she picked up the belt from Layla's back. She could see Layla's body tense for a moment but then she relaxed.
"You ready?" Theresa asked.
"Yes Mistress," Layla answered and then she wiggled her ass a little making Theresa smile at her.
Theresa doubled the belt in her hand and she could feel her own heart pounding and she knew that Layla's had to be too. She placed her left hand on Layla's back and she pulled her right hand back and swung the belt and she heard the belt land across Layla's ass cheeks with a loud smack.
"Oh Fuck!" Layla cried out wiggling her ass from the sting of the belt.
Theresa dropped her arm down waiting to see what Layla would do or say. After a second or two Layla frowned again and said, "Well you just going to hold that belt all night or are you going to use it? I thought you were into spanking girls; it doesn't look like you are after all... Maybe you're just all talk..."
Theresa grinned, "We'll see whose all talk, little girl!"
Theresa raised her arm back up and she gave Layla another lick of the belt getting another "fuck" from her and loving the sound of the belt hitting Layla's bare ass.
Theresa paused a second and she saw that Layla was waiting for her to continue so she did, this time she began to really spank Layla's ass, pausing for only a second or two between licks. She heard Layla cry out from each lick but she seemed to be getting into the spanking just as she had when she hand spanked her only the belt stung a lot more.
When Theresa paused this time, she moved her right hand to Layla's ass feeling the warmth and seeing the red strips where the belt had been hitting her. "Now we are getting some color to these cute cheeks," Theresa said as she caressed those cheeks.
She slowly eased her fingers between Layla's legs to her pussy finding it even wetter than before. She ran her fingers up and down Layla's slit coating them with Layla's juices. This proved to her beyond doubt that Layla was into letting her spank her with her grandfather's belt.
"Someone is very wet," Theresa commented and she pushed her middle finger into Layla's pussy getting a moan from Layla.
She finger fucked her just for a few strokes before withdrawing her fingers getting a groan from Layla. She slipped her knees back picking the belt back up and she immediately began to spank Layla again, this time using a little more force behind her swing. This got a stronger response from Layla who cried out with a loud "fuck" with about each lick of the belt. Theresa then moved down to Layla's upper thighs hitting her several times causing Layla to cry out more but she didn't try to move her ass away. Theresa moved the belt back up to Layla's ass striking her there several more times before putting the belt down again.
She moved back up next to Layla and she put her right hand down between Layla's legs and began to rub her pussy feeling how wet it was. She moved it up and she used Layla's pussy juices to coat her asshole. She then placed her middle finger of her left hand against Layla's asshole pressing it inside her as she went back to rubbing her pussy and clit with her right hand. She was fucking her asshole with her left middle finger and masturbating her pussy with the fingers with her right hand all the while admiring the dark red stripes across Layla's ass and thighs. Theresa was close to cumming herself but she wanted to get Layla off first and off hard. It didn't take too long to do so as Layla's body stiffened and she felt Layla's asshole grip her middle finger as her orgasm hit.
Theresa eased her finger from Layla's ass and took her hand from Layla's pussy licking the juices from it. She quickly got off the bed and went to her toy table getting the strap on harness and also anal toy that she had used on Layla before. She put the harness on and got the jar of coconut oil. She positioned herself in behind of Layla who was in perfect position to be fucked being tied up in the position that she was in.
Layla had recovered from her orgasm by the time she was back behind her so Theresa put a little of the oil on the dildo not that Layla needed much as wet as she was. She placed the head at Layla's entrance and she watched as the head parted Layla's lips and popped inside of her. She slowly pushed the length of the fake cock inside of her getting a moan from Layla. Theresa stopped there and she picked up the coconut oil again. She put some on her fingers before smearing it on Layla's asshole. She felt Layla relaxing her asshole as she pushed her finger inside to get some of the oil inside of her. She pulled her finger out and put lots of oil on the anal dildo. She placed it against Layla's asshole. Again, Layla relaxed and Theresa pushed the tip inside which brought forth a loud moan from Layla.
Theresa pulled her hips back and began to slowly fuck Layla with her fake cock. She also pushed the next flare of the anal dildo into Layla's ass. She kept fucking Layla slowly until she had the anal dildo all the way inside of Layla's ass. She pushed the cock all the way inside of Layla's pussy and stopped there and she began to fuck Layla's ass with the anal dildo pulling each flare out until only the last one was left and then pushing it back in again. She did this slowly at first but then picked up her pace. When she had Layla moaning just from the anal fucking, she began to fuck her with her fake cock. It took all her concentration to do both but she managed to do so. She had Layla moaning loudly and she was beginning to sweat profusely.
With Layla having just had an intense orgasm, it took a little longer to bring her to another, but with her pussy and asshole both being fuck, not to mention her ass still stinging from the belt, she was soon in the middle of another intense orgasm. And this one caused her to squirt a little which made Theresa happy to see that she was able to get Layla to do that.
Theresa pulled her cock from Layla's pussy and the anal dildo from her ass. She then began to untie her. Layla had been in that position long enough and Theresa was sure that she needed to stretch her muscles out. Theresa helped Layla to lay on the bed on her stomach and she sat beside of her.
Layla was still more out of it than in so Theresa placed her hand on Layla red ass lightly caressing her red ass cheeks. Just gazing down on those red cheeks and thighs so excited her and caressing them excited her that much more. Layla had her legs slightly parted which allowed Theresa to also caress her wet lips causing Layla to let out contented coos when she did so.
When her hand was back on Layla's ass cheeks, she heard Layla say, "You love spanking my ass with your grandfather's belt don't you."
"Yes, I do," Theresa admitted. She wanted to asked Layla if she liked it however with Layla still in the state of euphoria from her orgasms plus the fact that she was caressing her ass and pussy, she was sure that Layla would agree with anything. It would be better to ask her when she was able to think a little clearer.
"Come up here and sit in front of me," Layla told her.
"Yes, my dear," Theresa said feeling a tingle go through her pussy which was in desperate need of attention.
As she got in front of Layla, Layla slipped lower in the bed giving her more room. She placed her pussy right in front of Layla who smiled at her and said, "Looks like I'm not the only one who is wet."
"Nope," Theresa said with a little laugh.
"Lay back and put your knees up higher," Layla told her as she placed her hands on her inner thighs.
Theresa placed a pillow behind her to lay her head on and she brought her knees up higher which opened her pussy and also exposed her asshole to Layla. She felt Layla's fingers at her pussy lips opening them up but also her thumbs at her ass pulling it open a little more thus exposing her asshole even more. Theresa felt Layla's warm breath on her pussy before she felt her tongue first on her asshole, licking it causing her to moan. Layla used the flat of her tongue to lick it a few times before using the tip of her tongue on the center pushing against it and going inside.
"Oh fuck, that feels good," Theresa cried out.
Layla tongue fucked her asshole for a couple of minutes and then her tongue went to her pussy to lick and suck. Theresa felt a finger at her asshole and then felt it being pushed inside of her. Layla was finger fucking her asshole as she licked her pussy and her clit. Theresa so wanted to make this last for a while but she was much too aroused at this point, she could only hold off her orgasm for so long before it overcame her resistance and took over her body and soul.
When she came around, Layla was putting the harness on and she smiled. "You going to fuck me baby?" Theresa asked.
"I'm going to fuck you good," Layla said giving her a sexy wink.
"Come here," Theresa said putting her hands behind her knees bringing them up against her chest.
Layla moved up to her holding onto her cock and then placing the head to her entrance. She pushed the head inside of her causing Theresa to moan. Layla released the cock placing her hands onto Theresa's breasts, squeezing them as she pushed her hips forward. Layla had to lean forward and have her knees spread out wide to get in position to fuck Theresa this way but she was more than limber enough. Theresa felt Layla moving the cock back out of her pussy and then thrusting it back inside of her hard.
"Fuck me baby, fuck me hard," Theresa told Layla.
Layla did just that squeezing her breasts harder as she did so. Theresa felt the cock moving in and out of her pussy going in deep and hard and she loved every thrust of Layla's fake cock. She felt the sweat dripping off of Layla's body as she fucked her and she loved that too. She wrapped her legs around Layla's body and then she grabbed Layla's ass gripping it and forcing it forward even harder with every thrust. They were both soon panting and breathing hard and coated with sweat and Theresa felt an orgasm rising up within her body. This time, she didn't try to fight it off but allowed it to come when it was ready.
"Of fuck, I'm cumming!" she cried out as she stiffened and she pulled Layla to her holding her tightly and thus keeping the cock deep inside of her pulsing pussy.
Slowly Theresa began to relax and she released Layla from her death grip. Somewhere in the fog in her head, she felt Layla pulling the cock from her pussy and she couldn't tell her not to, that she wanted it to stay inside of her.
When she had recovered, she found Layla lying beside of her and she turned toward her. She gave her a light kiss that turned into another kiss and another kiss. They kissed and cuddled and the kisses soon became much more passionate with their tongues touching and them sucking on each other's from time to time.
"You know, I haven't gotten to have a taste of you tonight," Theresa said as she started to move.
"Wait," Layla said putting her hand on her chest making her stop and then turning her onto her back.
"What you doing?" Theresa asked.
"This," Layla said getting up on her hands and knees and straddling Theresa's body.
"That wasn't what I had planned but I like it better," Theresa said reaching up to Layla's hips and pulling her pussy down to her mouth.
"Thought you might," Layla said right before she gave Theresa's clit a kiss causing Theresa to moan onto Layla's clit causing her to moan.
Theresa began to lick Layla's pussy tasting her juices she so wanted to taste and also enjoying the feel of Layla's tongue on her pussy doing wonderful things to it. They were both content to take their time, just giving each other pleasure and enjoy licking and tasting the juices that they were causing the other to produce. They would each get the other close to orgasm by licking and sucking on their clits only to back off to make it last longer but they both got to the point where neither could wait any longer and they both needed to cum. They went to the other's clit and sucked and licked until their orgasms hit with Layla cumming a second before Theresa's.
After recovering, Layla moved back around and she cuddled up against Theresa. They kissed for a few minutes before sleep overtook them and their dreams took over.
Sunday morning, they just relaxed with them both calling their moms and catching up on some emails that they had gotten behind on answering. They then found a movie to watch on TV that they both liked. Theresa fixed them a salad to eat for dinner and then after dinner they sat in the living room to talk.
After a little small talk, Theresa got around to what she wanted to talk about, "so what did you think about me spanking you with the belt?"
"I was wondering when you were going to ask me that," Layla said with a little laugh.
"It's important, I need to know. I don't want to ever do anything that you don't like," Theresa said wanting Layla to know how serious she was. "Tell me everything you thought about it, okay."
"Okay," Layla said and the grin on her face faded as she got serious which was what Theresa wanted.
"It hurt, but then I expected it to. But the weird thing was it didn't hurt like I thought that it would." Layla said.
"What do you mean?" Theresa asked.
"That's just it, I don't really understand it. It hurt but I liked it hurting. It was exciting. And you masturbating me just made it all the more exciting. Then when you made me cum, I was kind of disappointed..." Layla said.
"Why?" Theresa asked thought she knew why.
"Because it meant the spanking was over. I wanted you to go on." Layla said and then she paused. "You could have gone longer couldn't you, but you stopped before you even wanted to didn't you."
Theresa smiled, "Yes I did, I didn't want to go too far the first time, we can go longer the next time and longer after that until we find where you want to stop, where the pain becomes real and not exciting anymore. I always want to stop before we reach that point."
"Hell, I'm getting wet just thinking about it," Layla said with a giggle.
"Me too," Theresa said smiling with me.
"Ahhh..." Theresa started to say something and then she stopped herself as all this got her to think about something.
"What?" Layla asked.
Theresa looked at Layla and her young eager face and wondered if she was the one who would finally do what she wanted, what she needed. She could see that Layla was trying to be patient with her but being patient wasn't one of her stronger traits.
"What it is Theresa?" Layla asked.
"Come with me," Theresa said getting up and taking Layla hand pulling her up from the couch.
Theresa led her into the bedroom and she got four pieces of rope from the table giving them to Layla who had no clue as to what was going on. Theresa, for her part, was very aroused but also afraid, afraid that Layla wouldn't do what she wanted and a little afraid that she would.
Theresa went to the foot of the bed and she began to get undressed. Once she was naked, she backed up against then end of the bed with her arms and legs spread out toward the corners of the bed.
"I want you to tie me up like this?" Theresa told her.
"Why?" Layla asked.
"I'll tell you, just do it first," Theresa told her.
"Okay," Layla said.
Theresa watched as Layla got down on her knees and she took a rope and tied it around her right ankle and then tied it to the base of the bar that sat on the floor. She then went to her left ankle tying it up the same way making sure that her legs were stretched out wide. Layla had to get the step stool that sat in the corner of the room so that she could tie Theresa's right wrist to the bar just where it connected to the canopy of the bed. She moved to the left side and did the same to Theresa's left wrist so that Theresa now found herself tied naked spread eagle to the end of the bed.
"Now slowly undress for me baby," Theresa told her with her voice showing her lust and a bit of her nervousness.
Layla let out a slight smile as she reached down to bottom of her tee shirt and slowly brought it up revealing her plain white bra. Theresa knew that Layla was probably wishing that she had worn something sexier but then she didn't know she would be stripping for her but then she didn't know it either. But then to Theresa, anything Layla wore was sexy. Layla dropped it to the floor and then she began to peel her tights down showing that she was wearing a pair of hip hugger white panties that were sexy. There wasn't really a sexy way to get tights off but Layla somehow managed to get them off. She then turned around to unhook her bra and pull the shoulder straps off. When she turned around, she was holding the cups over her breasts. She then let the bra drop showing of her perky breasts and hard nipples making Theresa moan much to Layla's approval. She then hooked her panties by the thumbs and pushed them down off her hips showing her bare pussy that had a bit of moisture showing. Once to her knees, she let them drop and she stepped out of them. She slowly turned around for her and then stopped when she was facing her again.
"Now what?" Layla asked.
"I want you to spank me," Theresa told her.
Immediately there was a confused expression on Layla's face that got more confused when she came over and looked behind of her. "There's a bar against your ass, there's no fucking way to spank you." Layla told her looking at her as if she was crazy.
"I don't want you to spank my ass," Theresa told her.
"Then what else is there to spank?" Layla asked.
Theresa didn't say anything, she just looked down at Layla's pussy who looked down in that direction too. It took a second before it hit her, "No way! There's no way I'm spanking your pussy, that'll hurt!"
"Please! I want you to. I need for you to. I like to have my pussy spanked. Do like I did when I spanked you yesterday. But don't just barely tap me, spank me." Theresa said.
"I don't know..." Layla said.
"Do it for me, I need for you to," Theresa said. "Feel how wet I already am."
Layla came up to her and after a moment's hesitation, Theresa felt Layla's fingers against her pussy, touching her and then running up and down her pussy. "I'm wet for you baby and I'll get wetter when you spank my pussy, give it a good spanking, a good long spanking."
As she rubbed her pussy, Theresa saw that Layla was studying her face trying to decide if she should do what was being asked of her. She wasn't sure which way Layla would go with this until she saw Layla seem to resign herself to doing what was being asked of her.
"You sure this is what you want?" Layla asked.
"Yes baby, I'm sure," Theresa said giving her what she hoped was a reassuring smile though she knew that she was probably just as nervous and scared as Layla was.
Layla didn't say anything and a second later, Theresa felt Layla's hand leave her pussy. She resisted the urge to look down, instead she looked into Layla's eyes trying to show her that she wanted her to spank her in such a sensitive area.
Despite she best efforts not to, she still saw Layla's shoulder muscle move and she knew what was about to come and her first instinct was to close her legs to prevent what she knew was about to happen even though she wanted it to happen. However, when she tried to do that, the ropes that were tied to her ankles held fast to the bed posts keeping her legs open and her pussy exposed to Layla's open hand.
She felt Layla's hand hit her pussy and the pain hit her head and she cried out "Oh Fuck" again trying to close her legs and unable to do so. Her hands also want to reach down and cover her pussy and they too were unable to do what her brain was telling them to do, protect her poor pussy.
It took her another couple of seconds to realize that the intense pain that she first felt was more from shock and surprise that Layla had gone through with what she had wanted than any real pain. Not that it didn't hurt, it did, but less than when she herself had spanked her pussy when no one else would.
"You sure you want me to continue, I don't want to hurt you," Layla said with more than a little concern in her voice.
Theresa smiled, "Yes baby, that was perfect, do it just like that, then rub my pussy and spank me some more until I'm ready to cum."
Layla studied her for a moment and Theresa feared that she would refuse to go on and she really thought that when Layla moved in front of her. However, Layla put her hand up to her cheeks and then she leaned in to give her a kiss. Again, Theresa wanted to bring her hands down, not to protect her pussy but to hold Layla as she returned the kiss that Layla was making very passionate with her tongue slipping into her mouth and Theresa sucking on her tongue.
Layla made the kiss last for a few minutes leaving them both breathless and when she pulled back, she was grinning at Theresa making her wonder what her little minx was up to. But then she felt Layla's fingers gripping her nipples pulling on them. "can't let these little babies go without some attention," she said.
"Ouch! You little bitch!" Theresa said more from surprise than anything real pain though it did hurt a bit, not that she didn't like that.
"So... I'm a bitch now, you know that will get your pussy spanked," Layla said putting her right hand back on her pussy and Theresa felt a twitch in her pussy.
"Bitch!" Theresa said and she saw Layla give her a mean expression that she was happy to see as it meant that Layla was finally buying into the game but it also meant that she was about to get her pussy spanked for real.
Theresa felt Layla left hand on her right breast giving it a squeeze and she felt Layla's right hand leave her pussy. Again, she tried to close her legs to no avail and a second later she felt the second spank against her poor pussy. "Ohhh.." she cried out and her legs tried to close but couldn't. Layla's hand immediately left her pussy only to return to spank her pussy again and again. She would cry out each time but she could also feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter and she was becoming more aroused. This was just what she so wanted it to be, it hurt but it was so fucking arousing too. Then when Layla stopped and she began to rub her pussy, Theresa just knew she was going to cum right then.
Layla had obviously learned her well enough to know when she was nearing an orgasm that she stopped and went back to spanking her pussy. Only this time as she spanked her, her juices began to splash against her thighs, she was so wet. Layla surprised her a time or two by spanking the skin just above her pussy which was just as sensitive and then her inner thighs just to change things up and give her pussy a break but she always went back to her pussy which is where Theresa wanted her to spank the most. It was on the fourth time that she was rubbing her pussy that Theresa had reached her breaking point.
"I need to cum baby, make me cum!" Theresa moaned.
She felt Layla's middle finger slip between her lips going inside of her and her palm rub against her sensitive clit. It only took just a few moments before she cried out and her body stiffened. "Oh Fuck!" she cried out and her body went rigid straining against the roping that bound her to the end of the bed.
It took her more than a few minutes to recover and when she did, Layla was wiping the sweat from her face and giving her little kisses. Theresa got a bit more of her strength back and she was able to stand back up on her own and not let the ropes hold her up which was straining her shoulders more than a little.
"How you doing?" Layla asked giving her a kiss before she could answer.
"Good, that was perfect," Theresa told her.
"How's your pussy?" Layla asked putting her hand against it very tenderly.
"A little tender," Theresa said with a smile.
"I bet," Layla replied.
"Would you do it again?" Theresa asked.
"Sure, anytime," Layla said and she started to move down toward the corner of the bed to begin untying her.
"I mean now," Theresa said stopping Layla in her tracks.
Layla came back up, "Honey, your pussy is already beet red, you can't take any more."
"Yes I can, just go slower this time, longer between spanks and more rubbing. I've wanted this for so long and I don't want it to end yet," Theresa told her.
Layla studied her for a moment and Theresa knew she was in trouble, "You've never gotten anyone to do this to you before have you, not any of your friends or even Jennifer?"
"No, not until I found you. You're the only one who would fulfill this need I have in me, weird as it is," Theresa confessed.
"That's reason enough not to spank you again," Layla said obviously mad.
"Don't be mad at me," Theresa asked of her.
Layla looked at her like she was mad but Theresa began to see through that look and saw that Layla was beginning to like that she was the only one who would do this for her. It brought something special between them.
"I don't know if you deserved to have your pussy spanked again after holding out on me like that," Layla said and Theresa saw Layla's hands coming up to her nipples and her fingers grasping them.
"Ouch! No... I don't deserve to have my pussy spanked," Theresa said and she moaned as Layla pulled a little harder.
Layla released her nipples and she seemed to study her for a second, "So should I or shouldn't I?"
"You should..." Theresa replied wondering herself if that was such a good idea seeing how her pussy was still stinging from the spanking that it had just received.
Layla continued to study her for another second and then she stood to her left side, "okay, if that is what you want." She then brought her right hand back, much farther back than she had when she spanked her pussy the first time.
"Oh shit!" Theresa said and by instinct she tried to close her legs and like before her legs could only strain against the ropes that tied her ankles to the bed posts.
When the hand didn't move, Theresa looked up at Layla's face to see her grinning at her. Theresa wanted to call her a bitch or worse but before she could, Layla leaned in and kissed her and at the same time; the hand that she thought was going to spank her sore pussy hard was tenderly caressing her pussy making her moan.
Layla let the kiss linger for a few moments and when she pulled back, she brought up her hand that had been on her pussy and she placed in on her left breast coating it with her pussy juices. She then reached down and got more of her juices and did the same to her right breast. Theresa had an idea of what Layla had in mind, at least, she hoped she was right about that idea.
Layla leaned in giving her another kiss and this time, Theresa felt Layla hand back on her pussy, caressing it for a second before she removed it. A second later, Theresa felt Layla's hand hit her pussy but this time it was more of a firm pat rather than a spank. As sore as her pussy was, it was still enough to make her want to close her legs and make her moan. And because she was sore, it was just like the first spanking, giving her the same feeling of arousal and filling her need and creating the arousal and making her wet with excitement.
Layla ended the kiss and moved her mouth down to her left nipple, sucking it into her mouth as she continued to pat her sore pussy. "Oh God Yes!" Theresa cried out pushing her pussy out for Layla to spank.
Layla began to pat her pussy just a little bit harder but still not too hard and that felt even better to Theresa. "Oh yes baby... just like that!!!" Theresa cried out to her.
Layla patted her pussy for a couple of minutes before she stopped to caress and rub her pussy making sure to rub her sensitive clit. She also chose this time to bite down on her nipple which was all Theresa could take.
"Oh god, I'm cumminggggg." Theresa cried out as her body stiffened for a moment as the orgasm swept through her body.
When she recovered, she felt Layla's hand still on her pussy. Her eyes were closed and she was content just to stay there for a few minutes and then she felt Layla's lips on hers. She returned Layla's kiss while she regained her strength what little she had left. Her body was soaked in sweat and she could feel the juices from her pussy running down her thighs.
Layla's lips left her lips ending the kiss and she felt those soft lips on her right nipple. She wondered just what Layla was up to and she didn't have long to wait as she felt Layla's hand leave her pussy only to feel it land on it again with a firm pat.
"Oh fuck no more..." Theresa moaned...
But Layla continued to spank her pussy and suck on her nipple. Theresa felt herself becoming aroused again, even more aroused than before if that was even possible.
"Oh god, don't stop... spank my pussy... spank my pussy..." Theresa cried out.
Layla did just that, she kept spanking her pussy, using those gentle pats but this time stopping to caress her pussy more often and then stopping before she could cum to pat her pussy some more. Finally, Theresa got to the point where she really could take no more, "Let me cum baby," she cried out.
For a second, Theresa felt nothing and she was lost between a world of reality and euphoria. Then she felt Layla's hands on her thighs and her tongue on her clit.
"Oh fuck!" Theresa cried out. She had never felt anything as wonderful as Layla's tongue licking her clit, that is until she felt Layla sucking her clit into her mouth. Her mind, her body, her world exploded all at once and she went limp lost in the world of sexual euphoria.
It took Theresa a few minutes to get control of her body again but she could tell that Layla was already releasing her from her bonds. Her legs were free and Theresa brought her legs together but then decided not to bring them too close together when she felt the pressure on her sore pussy.
"Thank you for doing that for me," Theresa said as she looked over at Layla who was finishing undoing her right wrist.
"You know I might have liked doing it too..." Layla said giving her a wink.
"I bet you did," Theresa said with a laugh.
"I like it when you tie me up and do things to me, even spanking me, but I want to do the things you like done to you too," Layla said giving her a kiss as she moved to the other side of the bed to release her left wrist.
"Good," Theresa said bringing her arms down and she started to take a step when she felt her knees start to buckle but luckily Layla was there to catch her.
"I think someone is worn out," Layla said with a soft smile. "let's get you to bed and let you rest."
"Just give me a few minutes, I owe you more than a little pleasure for what you have given to me," Theresa said with a smile, a tired smile all the same.
"We'll worry about that later," Layla said giving her a kiss.
Theresa let Layla help her onto the bed and she laid on her side with her legs parted as her pussy was a bit sore, well actually it was hurting more than a little. Layla lay on her side in front of her in close with right hand caressing her cheek.
"Hold me," Theresa said to her.
Layla started to put her arm around her but Theresa stopped her. "No, down there."
"Oh... okay," Layla said and she seemed to know what she wanted and needed.
Layla reached down and tenderly placed her hand on her sore pussy. She put just enough pressure on it to give her the comfort that she needed at that moment.
Theresa truly meant to return the favor to Layla but all of her energy had been sucked from her body and with Layla holding her sore pussy like she was giving her the comfort as she was, she was soon lost to the world of sleep.
When she woke, she found herself alone in bed which meant that she wasn't going to get to wake Layla the way that she had intended since she had fallen asleep before she could give her any orgasms as she had intended. She sat up and she immediately felt a little soreness in her pussy. It really wasn't bad but she felt it all the same. She got up and went to the bathroom to pee. She saw that her pussy wasn't red or bruised or anything just a bit sore. Layla had been careful not to hurt her just like she knew she wouldn't. She finished in the bathroom and put on a soft pair of cotton panties and a bra. She grabbed a long tee shirt to wear and she went to look for Layla whom she found in the kitchen fixing them some breakfast and she already had a pot of coffee ready for her.
"How you feeling?" Layla asked turning her head and pursing her lips for a kiss which Theresa gave to her.
"I think I made a mistake by asking you to spank my pussy last night," Theresa stated.
"Why?" Layla asked with a look of horror on her face.
Theresa didn't say anything as she finished fixing her cup of coffee and had sat down at the kitchen table. "well, you see, I have a department meeting today and our department head, who does a great job leading the department, is a bit of an old wind bag. Once he gets talking, he can't seem to shut up and our first meeting of the school year can go on for hours. Oh, did I mention that the chairs in our conference room aren't exactly comfortable to begin with... Anyway, it doesn't take long for your ass to get tired and you begin to shift around in your chair to find a more comfortable position. I know when I do that, I will feel my sore pussy talk to me and that will remind me of what you did to me last night. Then I will start to think about that and not what the old wind bag in droning on about. I know not long after that I will begin to wish I had worn several pairs of panties to soak up what is leaking from my pussy. And then I will be blaming you for spanking my pussy in the first place."
Layla was smiling by the end and she replied with, "You can't blame me, you were the one that told me to do it in the first place."
"Yeah, but you were dumb enough to listen to me," Theresa said with a laugh.
"Seriously are you hurting?" Layla asked as she sat down across from her.
"No, just a little sore, you were perfect last night. You did exactly what I wanted you to do and one day I will ask you to do it again and I hope you will," Theresa said.
"I will," Layla said.
"What you doing today?" Theresa asked.
"I got to stop by the university this morning to sign off on some of my scholarship papers and then I have to pick up my roommate at the airport. She and her boyfriend are coming back in today." Layla said.
"What is your roommate's name and are you close to her? You've never really told me much about her." Theresa asked.
"Her name's Ashley and we're close but not really close if that makes any sense," Layla said.
"Not really," Theresa said with a smile.
"Have you got a few minutes?" Layla asked.
"Yeah, I don't have to be at the office until about ten." Theresa said.
"Well it won't take that long but it is easier to take it from the beginning. When I got here last year, they were out of dorm rooms so they put me into a hotel room until enough kids left and they had a place for me but that didn't happen soon enough for them and thus they let me try to find a place off campus. It happened that Ashley needed a roommate and she was a junior. So, they put us in touch with each other. We hit it off and since her family was very conservative and very religious my parents agreed to let me stay with her. Her parents liked that she was looking after a young innocent girl and showing her the right way to live." Layla said and she paused there.
"Something tells me both of your parents were being fooled." Theresa stated.
"What? By a sweet innocent girl and a right-wing religious girl?" Layla said trying hard not to laugh.
"You may be sweet but you're not innocent and she just spent a week at the beach with her boyfriend," Theresa said.
"True. It took us a few weeks to adjust to each other but we did and I was up front about being a lesbian and she told me that while she was straight, she would on occasion hook up with a cute girl that hit her fancy. The only rule we made was that she wouldn't have any boys over while I was there and I wouldn't have any girls while she was there. We were both serious about out studies. When I was doing my laundry, I would do hers and she would do the same and it was the same with cooking. As we got to know each other better, then our relationship changed in a strange way." Layla stated and she paused for effect Theresa was sure.
"How so?" Theresa asked on cue.
"Well one night I was sound asleep when Ashely came in and woke me up. I could tell that she was slightly drunk and I knew that she had gone out and I assumed it was with her boyfriend. She told me that she had met this cute guy at a bar and that she had slept with him... and that he was married. Then she went on to tell me all the other times that she had gone out on her boyfriend and how guilty she felt. I wanted to tell her that if she felt guilty then don't do it but I didn't. I just listened and talked to her. Now don't start to think of her as a slut, she really isn't." Layla quickly added.
"Honey, when I was in college, I was sleeping with four girls, literally at the same time, I can't call anyone a slut," Theresa said with a smile.
"Oh yeah," Layla said with a smile. "Anyway, after that our relationship changed in that we became the keeper of each other's secrets. She told me about all the guys she had slept with or who her friends were sleeping with without worry about me telling her friends what she was saying; since I never socialized with any of them not that I would ever tell them. And I would tell her who I liked, even the professor who I had this crush on..."
"She knows about us?" Theresa asked.
"She's the one who said I would be the biggest pussy in the world if I didn't ask you to dance that night at the club. And I would have to find another roommate if I didn't go home with you." Layla said.
"And did you tell her?" Theresa asked.
"Wait here a minute," Layla said and she got up returning with her phone.
Layla thumbed through her phone for a minute or so before handing it over. Theresa looked at it and she saw that there were lots of texts from Ashley first asking if she danced with the professor and then she started to call her a bitch for not answering and from there going to being worried about not getting an answer from her.
Theresa stopped when she saw how Layla finally answered, "Oh god Ashley, I think I'm in love. I got a lot to talk to you about when you get back, we might be up all night."
Theresa looked up at Layla and saw the apprehension in her eyes, "I know how you feel," Theresa said with a soft smile and she saw Layla's face relax.
"I may not make it back tonight," Layla said.
"It's cool, I think I can survive a night without you." Theresa said.
"You won't miss me?" Layla asked with a fake pout.
"Nope, not a bit..." Theresa replied.
"Not any?" Layla asked now she was a little but less unsure of herself and her fake pout disappeared and a bit of fear appeared.
"Well... maybe a little..." Theresa said and then she laughed.
"You're mean," Layla said putting that fake pout on again but then she laughed.
"I'll miss you but a night or two here and there away won't hurt us any you know," Theresa said seriously.
"I know," Layla said.
"I need to get ready for my meeting and you need to get ready to pick up your roommate," Theresa said getting up from the table.
"Don't forget to put several pairs of panties on," Layla said with a laugh.
"Don't remind me," Theresa said with a laugh.
Theresa's worse fear came true during her department meeting, the department head was as boring as ever and she found herself shifting in her seat as were her colleagues and when she did, she felt her pussy tell her about it and that reminded her of being tied to the bed and Layla spanking her pussy. It took all of her concentration to get her mind back on to what was being discussed and not on what had happened the night before. She did text Layla after the meeting telling her about it and she loved it which is why Theresa told her.
She did talk to Layla when Ashley was taking a shower and was filling in a little about Layla's day. They talked until Ashely was back and Layla went to take her shower. Later that night, she was lying in bed trying to go to sleep but she kept reaching over to Layla only to find that side of the bed empty. She couldn't believe how in just a few short days; she had become so attached to Layla and so used to sharing her bed with her. She kept tossing and turning and was finally about to go to sleep when her phone dinged and she saw that it was a text from Layla asking if she was still awake. Theresa didn't want to admit that she was but she did. Layla texted her that she couldn't go to sleep either and Theresa had a feeling that Layla wanted her to tell her to come over but Theresa held firm on that one. No matter what, a night apart was still good for them. Layla sent another text or two and then she stopped so Theresa put her phone down and tried to go to sleep. However, she no more than settled down when her phone dinged again.
She looked at her phone and she saw that Layla had texted, "something to fuel your dreams tonight". A picture then appeared and Theresa gasped as she found herself looking at Layla lying on her bed with her hands grasped behind her head, her legs slightly parted and not a stitch of clothing covering her body.
"OMG, I can't believe you sent me that," Theresa texted back.
"Sweet dreams," Layla texted back.
Theresa lay there staring at her phone and she first wondered if Ashley took the picture but she quickly forgot about how the picture was taken and she just looked at the picture. She felt her pussy begin to get moist and she couldn't believe that she was becoming aroused by a picture of a naked girl but it wasn't just any girl, it was Layla. She put her phone into her left hand and her right hand went to her pussy finding it wet. She began to caress her clit, massaging it lightly at first and faster and harder as she thought of the girl in the picture. She came faster than she had ever came by masturbating before. She was also finally able to go to sleep.
She had just gotten to her office when she got a text from Layla, "Did you enjoy my pic."
Theresa thought for a second on how to answer and decided to be honest about it, "Let's just say it gave my fingers something to do..."
"Oh shit! I love it!" Layla said with a smiley face attached.
"I bet you do, you little slut," Theresa said.
"That's me," Layla said.
"Obviously," Theresa texted.
"What position you tying me up tonight? Wait, don't tell me. What time will you be home?" Layla asked.
"About five," Theresa texted.
"I'll stop by the store and buy what I need to make supper but will have to wait for you to get home to start cooking," Layla texted.
Theresa thought for a moment and while she knew it was way too soon to do what she was about to do what she was thinking of doing, she knew she was going to do it anyway. "Get me a salad and meet me at softball field at noon."
"Why?" Layla asked.
"Just do it," Theresa said.
"Okay," Layla replied.
"Why we meeting out here?" Layla asked as Theresa came up to the bench that she was sitting.
"So that I can give you a kiss without anyone seeing us," Theresa said leaning over and giving Layla a light kiss and then taking the salad as she was hungry.
"I know why we're meeting out here but why meet period, we'll see each other this afternoon, not that I don't mind seeing you sooner," Layla said.
"Because I am going to do something, I know it is too soon to do," Theresa said with a smile and then she opened her salad and took a bite.
"And that is?" Layla asked not bothering with her salad.
"Eat your salad first," Theresa said with a smile.
"Theresa!" Layla said.
Theresa laughed, "Impatient, are we?"
"You love doing this to me," Layla said showing her frustration.
"I do," Theresa said with a laugh. She then put her salad down and got her purse. "Here is my garage opener, house key, and the number for my alarm. The first number is how to turn the alarm off and the second is how to turn the alarm on when you leave."
"Oh..." Layla said taking the things from Theresa. "You sure you want to do this?"
Theresa started to say something like it wasn't like she couldn't change the number on the alarm or change the locks but instead, she looked into Layla's eyes and said, "Yes."
They talked while they ate but then Theresa had to hurry back to her office, plus she didn't want to risk being on campus with a student even in a place where there wasn't anyone around. You never knew when someone else might have the same idea that she had and meet up with someone that they shouldn't be with in an isolated place.
End of Chapter Four
To be continued...
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