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Click hereShe pulled me up.
"Oh Miss Pixie tongue, that was a marvel!"
I smiled. She was so happy.
"You know what that was don't ya?"
"Good?" I said, and we both laughted.
"Well Miss, when a woman gets all happy with attention, she has what the ladies at the hotel called a 'climax'. Would you like one too?"
My pussy was already tingling as though it would never stop, and I was conscious of a wetness between my thighs, and so I said I would.
Mary Catherine was skilful. Lying me down, she drew my legs across her shoulders and with full access, applied her tongue to my wetness. I wanted to climax, I felt close so often, but she would stop just when I felt on the edge. She feathered my bud, telling me it was cute but much smaller than hers and others she had played with (no surprise there then, I thought later). She told me I so cute and she wanted me as her dolly.
"Are you my dolly, little Pixie? Would you like me to dress, undress and play with you?"
That sent me so close to the edge that I sort of climaxed, but not quite. Then, and only then, she sucked me.
I know I climaxed, because when I recovered consciousness I was in her arms.
"I think my little Pixie doll liked that?" She said, with tenderness in her voice.
Happy as I had ever been, I told her I did and wanted more when we had cuddled.
That night we did not get much sleep, and we saw the sun coming up as we finally rested from our love-making.
Oh my word! I loved this. An enthralling story with an amazingly erotic ending when Lady Cynthia becomes 'Little Pixie' in the experienced hands (and between the amazonian legs) of Mary Catherine. You've done it to me again Pixie! x
What a start to a journey! I’m excited to see how these two get along on their trip. Wonderful story!
Having read many of your excellent stories I wouldn’t expect anything less, and I’m not disappointed. Beautifully detailed introductions to the main characters and the story itself. Your sense of humour breaks through and makes me smile. Looking forward to reading more. Thank you. xxxx
Thank you my darling, for being you, and for all your help on this xxxx
I don't care if it is weird or tacky to comment on our story, I love the idea and it is so much fun to write. You know your world, which you bring to life so well. I hope my meagre contributions match those you have already given us. Thank you Pixie.
I am so excited to see what happens next, so show Lady C a much bigger country with all its warts and problems, but so many opportunities and ways to grow.
Many thanks, darling Amadeus. This brave new world will test our heroine xxx
This one has started splendidly, and I am quite sure it will be an amazing journey through the wilds and wonders of the old west. Certainly, with Mary Catherine by her side, "little Pixie" should have some fun nights ahead. :)
It's a new world
... and a new way of Pixie to lose her virginity and become a woman. Actually, lose is not the right word as she loses nothing and gains everything.
I like the simplicity and kindness of the act, giving and receiving pleasure without any notion of submission or domination. It is a clean slate, just two women making love until the sun rises.
I am looking forward to Pixie's journey of discovery.
Thank you, darling Maonaigh. Yes, he is part Lord Redesdale, and I think Tim is going to be part Flashman. Glad you liked the humorous asides, I do love to throw them into the mix. And now, indeed, young Pixie if off to the make the West a bit Wilder xxxx
...that is when you have mastered the art of pleasuring of the numerous lady pioneers I'm sure you will meet on your journey. Thanks for this, Pixie, it gave me a smirk and a smile and a couple of chuckles along the way (eg the thought of that 'bounder' Bertie, Prince of Wales, making a pass because he was pissed and had mislaid his specs). Although this is a humorous parody, you have nicely captured a sense of the way in which the upper classes treated their own offspring as well as the 'lower orders' (Pixie's father made me think of Lord Redesdale, father of the Mitford girls---did you have him in mind?). As always, great five-star fun.