May/December Romance Ch. 03

After a long, hot shower during which I shaved, I went to the kitchen and fixed myself a sandwich and sliced some fruit. I prepared a second plate for Karen, knowing that she would probably be hungry when she woke up. I sat down at my laptop in my office and tried to get some work done while she slept.

The operative word is tried. My mind kept wandering to Karen. I couldn't help but wonder if this weekend was just a fling for her or was she looking for more. I decided on a game plan to discover which was the case, and how to take this relationship forward. I also knew that I would have to have a discussion with Greg about this as well to make sure he was cool with it and to get his input as well.

I managed to get a couple of hours work done and looked outside and noticed the shadows were starting to get long. I thought I should probably go check on Karen. She was just beginning to stir when I walked in.

I sat down on the bed next to her and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Good, really good," she said, smiling. "I'm sore too, but in a good way, you know what I mean?"

"Yea, I know, like the soreness brings back a lot of good memories?" I asked.

"That's exactly what I meant; I just couldn't put the words together. I guess I'm still a little fuzzy headed. "What happened anyway?"

"You passed out when you came and I let you sleep," I said.

"Ohhh yea... when I came... what a cum it was," she said, a broad smile across her face. "I didn't know I was capable of cumming that hard. What I can remember of it anyway. There are a lot of things that are pretty fuzzy about what happened."

I giggled and said, "Yea, you were in sub space most of the time. That's not unusual. You probably don't even remember me talking to you. You were pretty much out of it."

"Hmmm, sub space huh? I've read about it but I sorta thought it was like a fairy tale or something."

"Well, I think you found out first hand that's it's a bit more than a fairy tale," I said.

"I guess so," she said, thoughtfully.

"We can talk later, you must me hungry. Come on, I fixed you something. I think you could use a shower first," I said.

I ushered her into the bathroom and got her into the shower. I went to get her lunch from the refrigerator and got something to wash it down.

I met a still slightly wet Karen in the living room and put her plate and drink in front of her. She thanked me and dove in like she hadn't eaten in a week. I couldn't help but envy her youthful metabolism that allowed her to eat like that.

After she had finished she snuggled up next to me, her head on my shoulder. I thought the time was right for a chat and said, "Would you like to talk about a few things?"

"Yea, I guess so, like what?" she asked.

"Well, I was just wondering about what you thought about everything you had experienced in the last couple of days, and about me," I replied.

"OK, I think that would be a good idea," Karen said.

"I know it's still early but I mainly just wanted to know if this was just a fling for you, or are you looking for more than that. Is that something that you have even thought about?" I asked.

"Yes, I have given it a lot of thought, as a matter of fact," she said in a way that made me think that she was ready for the question.

"Would you like to share those thoughts with me," prompting her to carry on with a conversation while at the same time allowing her to stay within her comfort zone.

"Lori, I feel like I have found out a lot about myself in these few hours that we have spent together. I don't just mean the sex, although I have no complaints about the sex. The sex has been better than I ever thought possible," she said.

"OK, please go on," I said, realizing she had a lot more to say to me.

"What I think I have discovered is that I have genuine attraction to women. To be honest, when I came here I was curious but now that curiosity has been satisfied and now I know I am at least bisexual. I have found that being with a woman not only satisfies a large part of my sexuality but a large part of my emotional needs as well. I don't know how all this will affect my attitude towards men, but I feel like I have plenty of time to figure that out for myself," she said, stopping to take a breath and gather her thoughts before continuing.

I knew she was considering what to say next. I waited patiently while she did so. My arm was draped across her shoulders and I slowly caressed her silky hair and soft skin as she thought about where to go next with this conversation.

"I don't think I'm telling you anything new when I say that I have discovered the submissive side of my sexuality. I think you probably saw that side of me before I really had any clue about it. It's like a door that I didn't even know existed has been opened for me. It's like a lot of things that I have felt, but didn't really understand, have all come into sharp focus because of what you have shared with me. For that, and so many other things, I would like to thank you," she said.

"You are more than welcome sweetie. It was my pleasure to show you that side of yourself. When I say my pleasure, I mean it, literally," I said with a bit of a giggle.

She went on, "Obviously, I'm more than anxious to continue exploring these new facets to my sexuality."

"I think that would be a very good idea," I said.

"The main question I have is what part you will have in that exploration," she stated.

"What part do you want me to play?" I asked.

"Well...," she said, hesitating, "I have very strong feeling for you Lori, or should I call you Ma'am?"

"Lori is fine for now. Please go on," I said.

"Well... like I said, I have very strong feeling for you. To be honest, I don't know if that is because of the intensity of what I have experienced in the last couple of days, or because there is more there. I know I have fallen in lust with you, but I realize that I shouldn't make any assumptions on there being more than that between us," she said, turning and looking deeply in my eyes.

I saw that it took a lot for her to say that to me and I let her gather her thoughts for a minute. I was also digesting what she had said as well. I was somewhat impressed with her maturity of her words. She was definitely mature enough to understand that lust and love were two things that were easily confused in the heat of passion, especially in young adults like her. I knew that I had been guilty of that on a few occasions in my life. Fortunately, I had never made any serious life changing mistakes as a result of it. I knew that many people couldn't say the same thing, especially at her age.

What she had said made me consider my own feelings for Karen as well. Yes, I did like her. Yes, I did lust for her. Yes, her emerging sexuality did excite me. Yes, I was turned on by the idea of being the teacher of such a sexy young woman. On the other hand, I couldn't help but wonder how she would fit into the other parts of my life. There was my career, my family, and my relationship with Greg. How would a relationship with Karen, if I could dare call what we might have a relationship, fit into all that.

I finally realized that all these issues could be put onto a back burner. Nothing had to be settled now. This was just a time for us to share how we felt about each other and maybe make a few decisions of where we needed to go in the short term.

Karen built up a fresh head of steam and charged on. I liked that about her.

"I know that you have a full life already, and I'm just not sure how I would fit into that. Of course that assumes you share any of the same feelings I do. I may be assuming too much," she said. It was like she had been reading my thoughts.

"Karen, I do like you a lot, and a lot of the things you have said were thoughts that I have had myself, at least from my own perspective. I share most of your concerns as well. I will say that I am happy that you are able to recognize these issues. It shows a lot of maturity for someone your age. I also realize that we may be jumping the gun in trying to make decisions right now. Like you said, it's still early in our relationship, and yes I think it is the beginning of a relationship. Lets just take it one day at a time and we will go from there, OK?"

"OK, that sounds good to me. I'm just so happy that you don't just look at this as a fling. I do want you to be a part of life, however that works out. I know that I am in a situation where I will have to be happy with whatever I can get from you," she said, a tone of almost melancholy permeating her voice.

"Lori... sweetheart, you should never have to settle for anything. You are a beautiful young woman, an exciting lover; you have such a refreshing attitude towards exploring your sexuality, and have the potential to be a wonderful sub to some lucky Dom. Whoever is lucky enough to be a part of your life will come away from it better off for having you in their life. At this point, I don't know whether we will end up as lovers, a Domme/sub couple, in a triad relationship with Greg, or just friends; but I do know that I want you in my life to some degree or another."

It was if a lot of tension drained from her like a balloon deflating as she listened to my words. I'm sure Karen had been prepared for the worst.

"We don't have to decide anything today. We'll work out some plans on where we will go from here tomorrow. Does that sound good to you?" I asked.

"Yea, that sounds good to me," she replied.

"What do you think about hopping into the hot tub and relaxing for a while?" I asked.

"That sounds great, let's go."

"You go ahead, I'll get us a glass of wine, get us some towels, OK?" I said.

"OK, see you there," Karen replied.

I had poured two glasses of wine and arrived at the hot tub. Karen had still not arrived and I wondered why. She arrived a few minutes later.

"I had to pee and saw the plug in the bathroom and decided to put it back in. Is that alright?" she asked.

"Yea, I guess so. It looks like I will need to replace my set of plugs. It looks like you have grown attached to them," I said as she climbed into the hot tub.

"Would that be alright? I mean I'll buy you a new set to replace them. I guess I have grown attached to them like you said. Besides liking the way a plug feels in my ass, you know... the full feeling; it makes me feel closer to you. Like a part of you is with me all the time," she said.

"Yes, you can keep them, and no you don't have to replace them. Let's just call it a present, OK?"

"Thank you Ma'am, I appreciate your generosity," she said, lowering her eyes in a naturally submissive manner.

"Maybe I'll take you toy shopping later this week. Every woman should have at least a few toys of her own," I said, shifting into Domme mode.

"Yes Ma'am, I would enjoy that," she replied excitedly.

"I think I would too," I responded.

"Do you think I can try the large plug after we get out? I didn't want to use it without asking you first Ma'am."

"Yes, if you think you are ready for it," I replied.

"I'm not sure, it scares me a little, but there is only one way to find out, isn't there Ma'am?" she asked, smiling at me.

We sat and soaked in silence for a while, both lost in our own thoughts. I realized that a lot of those thoughts involved several "what ifs." I draped an arm across Karen's shoulders and almost absent-mindedly my fingers found their way to her turgid nipple which was at the water surface.

"Mmmm, that feels nice," she purred.

"Do you have anything planned for next weekend," I asked.

"Nothing important that I can't get out of," she replied. "May I ask what you had in mind?"

"Let's just call it a surprise. I would have to do some checking and make some arrangements and so it's just a possibility at this time. I will talk to you later this week about it if it works out," I said.

"Yes Ma'am," she replied.

"Let me ask you this though. What would you think about spending a weekend thoroughly exploring your submissive side?"

"I would love it Ma'am, especially if it was with you," Karen replied.

"Oh yes, it would be with me. I should tell you that your limits would be thoroughly tested and explored. Does that scare you?" I asked.

"Uhhhmmm... yes I suppose it does scare me on at least one level. At the same time it excites me on another level. I... I think... I think what scares me isn't being tested, as you said, but maybe more what I would end up finding out about myself," she said.

"I'm sure you are dealing with a lot of things about your self image right now. You've done a lot of self-exploration in a short period of time. It'll take some time to come to terms with all of this," I said, trying to be as reassuring as I could.

"It sounds like you have been there," she said, the implied questions hanging there.

"Yes, I have, our sexuality has a lot to do with our self-image. My discovery of my sexuality didn't happen in such a concentrated time frame as you have experienced. I don't know if I could have handled it as well as you have when I was your age. I'll tell you all about my sexual history one of these days. Not now," I said authoritatively.

"Yes Ma'am, I will look forward to hearing whatever you have to tell me about yourself," she said, sinking further into her submissive zone.

"I'm starting to shrivel. Let's get out and we'll see if you can handle the big plug," I stated.

"Yes Ma'am," Karen replied, a bit of excitement in her voice, as she handed me a towel.

I quickly found the large plug and a bottle of lube and met Karen in the bathroom. I handed her both and said, "OK, go for it. I'll stay here for moral support."

Karen removed the medium plug and put it in the sink to be cleaned as I had taught her. She then applied a fresh dose of lube to her ass and the large plug. I could see more than a little wide eyed anxiety and anticipation in her face as she handled it. I didn't want to tell her that even though I had a lot more experience with anal play than she did, I had never been able to take the large plug.

She sat the plug on top of the toilet seat and settled her ass over it. She got about three quarters of the way down the flared portion with no problem, that part being about the same size as the medium plug that she had just removed and had become accustomed to. The problem came soon after that. I could see the growing pain in her facial expression and the tension in her body as she continued to try to force the girth into her ass.

"Remember to relax and push out. Don't fight it," I said.

"Yes... Aaaaahhh...Ma'am," she grunted.

She had it almost all the way in now, only lacking less than an inch before the getting past the widest part of flare and allowing the small neck to lock the plug into place in her rectum.

"You're doing very well, you're almost there. Just use your legs to bounce up and down and it will pop right in," I instructed.

Karen followed my instructions and bounced once, using her body weight to force the last of the plug into her ass. A loud "whoosh" of exhaled breath, followed by a groan of relief, accompanied the closing of her sphincter around the neck of the plug.

"You did very well little one, I'm proud of you. You demonstrated remarkable self control. How does it feel?" I asked.

"Thank you Ma'am. That was so intense. I didn't think I could take anymore. I'm glad you taught me the little bounce trick. I was about to give up. My ass is sooo stretched and I feel sooo full. I didn't think I could take the pain as it went in, but I didn't want to disappoint you. I guess my fear of disappointing you was what helped me through it. It feels great now. I like it and I'm sure it was worth everything to get to feel it in me like it is now," she replied, pouring herself out to me.

I couldn't help but think that Karen had greater potential than any novice sub I had ever met. She definitely had the basic requirements, a need and enthusiasm to serve and please a Dom/me. Her personality and outlook was right for this lifestyle. The self-discipline that I just witnessed was another key attribute I prized in a sub. I could only imagine the possibilities that she represented.

My horniness was again peaked by watching her take the plug. I thought it was a good time to test her ability and willingness to please me.

"Follow me," I instructed.

"Yes Ma'am," she replied.

I led her to my bedroom and told her to kneel. I pulled a chair in front of her and sat down. I quickly taught her a proper kneeling posture, instructing her to spread her legs and place her upturned hands on her thighs. She quickly and enthusiastically followed my instructions. So far, so good.

"Do you want to please me, Karen?" I asked.

"Yes Ma'am, more than anything," she replied, her eyes downcast and her voice totally subservient.

I took her chin in my hands, lifted her eyes to meet mine, and said, "Good, I will give you your opportunity. You are to give me pleasure unselfishly. Your own pleasure is of no concern to me now. If you do well I may reward you with an orgasm later, but now I wish to test your abilities to serve me, to give me pleasure. A Domme is never obligated to give pleasure to a sub. He or she may do so as it pleases them. Do you understand and accept that?"

"Yes Ma'am, I understand completely and am thrilled to serve you," she replied.

"Good, let us begin." I pulled her mouth to my own and our lips met in a sweet kiss that grew more passionate as it continued. My tongue invaded her mouth, dueling with her tongue as the heat of my passion grew.

I took her hair in my fingers and pulled her to my breasts. My nipples were already hard with anticipation. "Suck my nipples as I have taught you little one," I said.

She answered with a moan and I felt her begin to alternate soft kisses around my breasts. The kisses became firmer and she moved closer and closer to my nipples. I gasped as I felt her lips latch onto a nipple. Her kisses and sucking became stronger, lighting a fire between my legs, a fire that I was soon to have quenched. I moved her mouth from breast to breast as suited me, directing her with tugs of her hair, using her mouth for my own pleasure. Her sucking grew more urgent as she nursed on my turgid nipples and pulled on my piercings with her teeth. The sucking turned into soft nibbles and I showed my approval through my more frequent moans of pleasure. The nibbles in turn grew firmer and turned into soft bites.

I could feel my labia becoming engorged, congested, swelling between my clenched thighs, longing for attention. I pulled her head towards my pussy. Karen followed my lead and was soon comfortably situated between my legs, my thighs draped over her shoulders.

"My pussy, fuck my pussy... with your tongue," I gasped, my voice heavy with lust.

Karen moaned her understanding of what I wanted and I felt her fingers spread my engorged labia. This was quickly followed by the sensation of being filled by her tongue spearing into my tunnel. I groaned in pleasure at the feeling of her soft tongue filling me.

Karen's tongue buried deep, lapping up the flood of juices sluicing from within me. I pulled her head tight into my pussy. My thighs gripped her head. This is what I wanted, what I needed, an overwhelming need for this kind of primal and raw sex. I was using her to meet my own needs and she seemed to revel in it, fulfilling her own need to please me.

I pulled Karen's mouth up to my clit and I was soon lost in a cloud of euphoria as her tongue danced around its exposed shaft. Her finger slid into the flooded chasm of my pussy and began to massage my G-spot. I was delighted with her initiative. I moaned my approval of her efforts.

I pulled harder on her headed and she instinctively understood my need. Her lips locked on my clit and began to suckle upon it. She alternated between suckling and softly pulling on my hood piercing with her lips and teeth. The sensation of Karen's tongue flicking the tip of my clit while her lips continued to suckle it coincided with her sliding a second finger into my slit.