Page 35 of Mindy
Tricia dragged the soft leather tip of the crop over Mindy’s globes, avoiding her nipples. Each time she let the crop flick across a nipple, Mindy flinched.
“Please,” she finally begged.
“Please what, Baby girl?”
“Please spank my titties,” she asked boldly. She had a foot in both worlds. Part of her was Little. Part of her was an adult who wanted relief. She didn’t care that the line was blurred.
Tricia finally lifted the crop and landed a swat on one of Mindy’s breasts, not the nipple, but the side of her boob. It stung. It felt weird.
She liked it. “Again,” she pleaded.
Tricia chuckled. “My naughty Little girl is so very sexy when she begs.” Tricia lifted the crop and swatted Mindy’s other breast on the outside next, but a second later, she gave a tap to Mindy’s nipple.
Mindy gasped and arched. The sharp sting went straight to her clit. She writhed, but there was no way to escape Tricia, and besides, Mindy didn’t want to escape. She wanted more.
Mindy’s mind slid back and forth between her adult and her Little. Her adult wanted another orgasm. Her Little felt very naughty. “Please, Mommy. Don’t spank my titties. I’ll be good. I promise.” She uttered all that in a fake voice she’d never used before, meaning none of it.
Tricia swatted the same nipple again, harder this time.
Mindy nearly bucked off the mattress. If Tricia hadn’t been holding her down with her entire body weight, she would have.
The next spank landed on Mindy’s other nipple, harder. The burn was sharp and continued to throb for several seconds. Mindy’s pussy was soaked. Wetness was surely leaking out onto the sheet.
“Please,” she begged again.
Tricia swatted both her breasts back and forth with no rhyme or reason. Hard and soft. The globes and the tips. Left and right. Sometimes several swats on one side before switching.
Suddenly she tossed the crop aside, cupped Mindy’s breasts with both hands, and squeezed them. She pinched both nipples at the same time. “You are so pretty, Baby girl,” she praised. “Such a good girl.”
Mindy whimpered. She kept kicking her legs out, trying to get traction. She couldn’t buck the amazing woman off of her, and she didn’t want to anyway. Except her sex was beyond needy now, and she wanted Tricia to let her come again.
When Tricia released Mindy’s breasts, she planted her hands on either side of Mindy’s shoulders, leaned over, and kissed her with all the passion Mindy felt. It was a ravenous desperate kiss.
Tricia lifted her knees to let Mindy have her hands back, and Mindy immediately grabbed her lover’s hips before stroking her palms up to cup Tricia’s breasts for the first time.
Tricia moaned and arched forward, letting Mindy explore. “That feels so good, Baby girl.”
Mindy had never done anything like this before. She felt timid but emboldened by Tricia’s encouragement and reaction. She watched her new lover’s face as she dragged her thumbs over her rosy nipples.
“Pinch them, Baby girl,” Tricia murmured.
Mindy did as she was told, smiling when Tricia moaned louder and arched her head back.
“Yeah. Just like that.” Tricia rose off of Mindy and dropped onto her back next to her. “Come here. Climb on top of me.” She reached out to help Mindy get into the position she wanted. “Straddle my leg. Rub your pussy against my thigh while I rub mine against yours.”
Mindy was shaking as she got into the position, pressing her own thigh against Tricia’s warm sex. She dropped one hand down next to Tricia’s shoulder and used the other to cup her breast. Her fingers were shaking.
Tricia slid a hand up Mindy’s back. “You’re so gorgeous.”
Mindy licked her lips. “I don’t know what to do,” she admitted.
“Do whatever feels good. We’ll figure it out together, Baby girl. I’ll tell you what I like, and you’ll tell me what you like.” She chuckled. “Or you could just moan every time I touch you, and I’ll know you’re enjoying yourself,” she teased.
Mindy’s face heated.
“There’s no right or wrong, Mindy. Look at me.”
Mindy lifted her gaze.
