Macy's Crush

Emma was simply not yet willing to give up control. Macy tried several times to roll Emma on her back so she could do for Emma what Emma had done for her, but every time the larger, older Emma resisted. Macy then tried to scoot down or bend her head to take a nipple between her lips or teeth, but again Emma resisted. In fact, the more she tried to give back the more Emma rebuked her until Emma simply grabbed Macy's small, delicate hands with her own and pinned them to the bed before breaking the kiss and staring back mischievously into Macy's frustrated glare.

"You'll get your turn when I'm done," Emma said in a soft voice before returning briefly to the kiss before Macy could respond. Macy did try to protest, but found herself unable to resist the soft lips of her would be tutor. As Emma's thigh pressed against her pussy for a quick grind Macy reluctantly allowed herself to give in and just accept Emma's desire for control. It wasn't long before Macy discovered that were definite benefits to doing just that.

For a long time Emma's grip on Macy's hands never loosened a bit as she continued to kiss all around Macy's beautiful face. Even as Emma began to kiss her down Macy's body she kept Macy's hands pinned above her head as she slowly kissed her way to Macy's breasts and once again took those nipples into her mouth one at a time as Macy just accepted Emma's loving attentions with soft sighs of satisfaction that warmed her lovers ears. Macy had completed submitted to the whims of Emma.

Not that their love making was about control or dominance. It was just an extra aspect that Emma just sensed Macy wanted despite her early attempts to assert herself and it was something she was more than willing to give. Frankly, she would've been willing to go a lot further with it, but Emma had enough experience to know that while Macy may have been more experienced than some girls her age she wasn't quite ready for some of the harder games Emma herself enjoyed. Of course, if everything worked out there'd be time enough to test out Macy's limits some other night. For the moment, they were both happy to leave things as they were.

Macy, for her part, was actually finding the feel of Emma's strong, but gentle hands on her wrists to be more than a little arousing in and of themselves. She was more than willing to wait her turn and simply enjoy Emma's expertise as she did her best to make her come yet again. She was, of course, absolutely confident that Emma would succeed. She only hoped that when she got her chance to pleasure Emma that she could give her half the pleasure she'd already received.

Not that Macy was spending too much of her mental energy on what she would do to Emma when she got her chance. No, her main focus was firmly locked on the feel of Emma's teeth gently tugging on her turgid nipple and then tonguing the sensitive nub of flesh until she had her fill and moved on to the other breast to do much the same to it. Emma was obviously enjoying torturing Macy with patient kindness and just taking her sweet time making Macy squirm and squeal.

Occasionally Emma would tease her young lover by nipping at Macy's ribs before kissing her back to her small, beautiful breasts. Macy found she enjoyed this quite a bit. She been bitten before, but the way Emma did it, the way she bit down just hard enough for Macy to feel it and occasionally hard enough to leave marks all without being brutal or too harsh was simply wonderful.

Those little bites slowly began to travel lower and lower at a slow, patient pace much to Macy's quiet excitement and frustration. The seemingly conflicting emotions were both brought on by the knowledge of what was to come when Emma reached Macy's pussy. As much as she wanted to show Emma what she knew about pleasing a woman Macy found herself more than a little eager to find out just how good Emma could make her feel with her beautiful mouth. With all the biting, kissing and soft licks she'd experienced so far Macy somehow knew it would be simply amazing once Emma chose to bring her attentions back there.

Honestly, as Emma guided Macy to bring her hands to her sides as she began to kiss and nip at Macy's soft belly, Macy found herself more than a bit conflicted regarding just how soon she wanted to feel Emma's mouth on her sex. As Emma licked a circle around her navel Macy couldn't help but arch her back a little towards her lover's mouth. All these small pleasures were somewhat new to her. She couldn't believe how much she enjoying it all.

Emma's kisses slowly worked their way down until they were just above Macy's shaved mound, but, not at all to Macy's surprise, Emma made no attempt to taste Macy's pussy. Instead her soft lips and gentle teeth kissed and nipped the sensitive flesh of Macy's inner thigh, the junction where Macy's thighs met her crotch and seemingly every millimeter of flesh besides Macy's open, wet pussy as Macy squirmed indecisively both enjoying the torture and wanting it to end.

"You're so mean," Macy said, her first real words for several long moments and was immediately hushed by Emma with a soft shush as the older girl just kept on making her squirm without even touching her pussy. She then blew a cool stream of air directly on Macy's aroused pussy making her young lover squirm and groan before cursing her sweetly under her breath. Emma simply smiled and continued her loving torture.

Not for long, though. Emma herself was beginning to feel drawn in to the sweet, tangy pussy before her. It smelled so enchanting and looked even better. Up close it was like a work of art, a perfect vision, a damp, dewy flower just begging for her tongue to lick and taste the warm nectar that seeped out from within. She could feel herself being drawn to it, but she resisted knowing it would be best for both of them if she continued to delay gratification just a little bit longer.

Still, Emma's determination to prolong the teasing didn't last long as she continued to find herself drawn to Macy's center. Every time her eyes fell on Macy's glistening crease she felt it pulling her in. The desire to taste Macy's sweetness straight from the source was quickly becoming too much to take. She was only human, after all. She wasn't made of stone.

When Macy felt her lovers tongue on her slit she let out a deep, satisfied moan and momentarily went limp. It was a very short moment of passing satisfaction that was quickly overcome by the sensations brought on by Emma's deft tongue tasting her juices, licking and probing her soft folds as Emma still held her hands tightly in her own. When the moment had passed Macy began to roll her hips against Emma's face. Emma didn't complain. Even as Macy's rolling began to build in intensity Emma just did her best to keep her mouth on target.

It wasn't too hard at first. Macy, having already come twice a bit too quickly for her own taste, was trying with all her heart and soul to control herself and prolong her pleasure. She may have been anxious to feel Emma's mouth on her cunt only moments before, but now that her wish was fulfilled she want to milk it for as much pleasure as possible. She wanted it to last, she wanted Emma eat her until Emma's tongue felt like it was going to fall off and her own clit felt like it was going explode from over stimulation.

Still, despite Macy's less than selfless desires at that moment her wish was destined to only be half fulfilled. Emma was just too good, her tongue too skilled, her desire to make Macy come too strong for Macy to even have a chance of lasting all that long. Not that Macy was that disappointed when she felt her first orgasm from Emma's mouth begin to build inside her as she stared into Emma's beautiful eyes looking back at her full of lust and love from between her own thighs as she ground against her face wantonly. No, all that was far in the back of her mind when her panting stopped and she once again froze then shook just a little as that orgasm hit her and caused her to momentarily lose eye contact with her beautiful tutor.

That wasn't it, either. Once again, even as Macy's sweet juices trickled down her chin, Emma simply refused to be satisfied with just one orgasm as payment for her efforts. Poor Macy was only just able to recover enough to regain eye contact and return to labored panting before the next one hit her and again she found her head slamming against the mattress as she was hit by yet another wave of pleasure. Of course, that was still not the end. Emma just kept right on devouring Macy's sweet, wet pussy until after a third orgasm brought on by Emma's soft lips and quick tongue Macy was forced to beg Emma to stop in a desperate panting voice.

"Oh my god," Macy said when Emma somewhat reluctantly stopped and made to crawl a top of her young lover, "I've never come so many times in my life." Emma just smiled and placed a soft kiss on Macy's forehead, then another on the younger girl's nose before finally kissing her soft lips and once again giving Macy a taste of her own juices and kept right on kissing her for a few short minutes only to find that Macy was not yet done singing her praises.

"Seriously, Emma, I didn't even know I could do that. You're amazing." Macy said to Emma, who was smiling proudly as she reached to stroke Macy's face.

"I'm glad you liked it," Emma said, feeling a little at loss for words, but honestly pleased with herself and a little touched that she'd helped Macy discover something new about her body. She was even more touched when Macy polite asked her for permission to return the favor. Emma couldn't help but laugh at the way the younger woman had put it.

"What'd I say?" Macy asked abashedly as Emma chuckled at her.

"Oh, don't be hurt, beautiful," Emma said and then kissed her young lover on the forehead once again. "It's just... well, it wasn't favor. You don't owe me a thing. It was my pleasure to give you pleasure. If you want to make me come too that's fine, but don't ever think of it like it's required. Sometimes it's just nice to give without thought of receiving, you know?"

"Yeah," Macy replied, somehow feeling both better and even more ashamed. She was even blushing a little. That only made the embarrassed feeling that much stronger. Emma was kind enough not to notice as she continued.

"Of course, that being said, I'd love to let you pleasure me, my little pixie," She said with a sweet grin. To Macy's surprise she actually liked hearing those words coming from Emma's smiling face. They actually sounded good. So good that she couldn't help but kiss those smiling lips and for the first time take full control of their love making as she rolled Emma onto her back.

Emma didn't even think of resisting. She was more than happy to let Macy have her turn at giving rather than receiving. She quickly found that Macy, while still unpolished and a bit too eager at times, was definitely more experienced than Emma had been at her age. Still, Emma made sure to encourage her young lover with soft encouraging whispers as Macy did her best to please her.

Macy made sure to take a few cues from her more experienced lover and used her teeth gently, but with some force on Emma's tender nipples when she'd kissed her way down to Emma's lovely breasts. A couple of times she bit a little too enthusiastically, but she eventually figured out the difference between too hard and just hard enough by listening to Emma's calm guidance. Soon enough those calm whispers were buried in-between soft, pleased moans as Macy proved to be a quick learner.

By the time Macy was kissing her away slowly down Emma's belly Emma had given up trying to guide Macy and just let her have her way. Emma was still whispering to her young lover and stroking Macy's hair as Macy's kisses traveled lower and lower, but she was no longer bothering to tell her how or subtly push her this way or that. Instead she just enjoyed the feel of Macy's hair in her hands and the feel of her lips and teeth on her soft belly while she used her soft words to tell the young girl how good it all felt until Macy's mouth was kissing her first on one thigh and then the other, softly, slowly until she decided to kiss Emma's pussy.

As soon as Macy had tasted Emma's sweet, moist pussy she simply couldn't stop herself from diving right in and dropping all pretexts of maintaining control. She couldn't resist. Macy had wanted this for too long. She simply had to make Emma, her crush, her lover, her tutor and teacher come. She'd wanted to be patient, to take her time and tease, but she just wanted Emma so much at that moment that she couldn't bring herself to hold back any of her passion. Her tongue quickly found its way to her lover's clit and her fingers found their way past Emma's lips and inside her damp, tight slit.

Not that Emma was complaining. Far from it in fact. She may have trying hard before to keep up the appearance of the calm, collected older woman, but deep down making Macy come over and over had left her in deep need of an orgasm of her own. Just watching Macy come, even if it wasn't at her own hand, would've been enough to make her pussy wet and her clit throb, but actually doing it was just wonderful. Now that Macy was kissing and fingering her with enthusiasm and love she wasn't too proud to try and hold back. No, as the feeling built inside her Emma just embraced it, wrapped her legs around Macy's back, gently held Macy's beautiful face tight to her pussy and came in beautiful, slow waves of pleasure.

Macy just kept right on licking, sucking, fingering and kissing Emma's pussy as Emma came and didn't stop until Emma came again ten minutes later. In fact, Macy didn't even want to stop then, but Emma made her so that she could kiss Macy's sweet, sticky face and taste her own juices on Macy's soft lips as she cuddled with her and they talked about nothing in sweet, quiet voices until Macy's bladder threatened to burst.

After that finally smoked a little weed in the living room, and relaxed and talked until the urge to make love again overtook them and they ate each other out on Emma's comfy, ratty couch until they thought they were satisfied only to wind up making love again in the shower and then again in Emma's bed until they were finally too exhausted to continue

It was a wonderful night and it was only the beginning. Macy and Emma made love almost every weekend and several week nights for several weeks after that. It was still all done under the guise of tutoring and, in fact, after that first night Emma did make a point of actually making sure that her Macy never failed to get her homework done. Not that Macy minded. Without Emma's help she wouldn't have been able to even think of keeping her grades up. She was simply too distracted with thoughts of making love to Emma. With Emma's guidance she was able to overcome that distraction while at the same time being allowed to indulge them by making love with the girl who had haunted her dreams and masturbation fantasies all semester.

It was all so wonderful, so beautiful. It was almost a dream come true.