"Lift your nightgown for me, young mistress Charlotte," my governess, Helena, instructs and I do so very eagerly. I can tell by the hungry look in her eyes, as I reveal my unruly and glistening pussy to her, that she is as excited as I am about this. Her next words send shivers of arousal through my body.
"What a beautiful lady you've got there, young mistress. A lady I cannot wait to have as part of my reward."
I watch as she takes three steps closer to where I sat on the edge of the bed, kneels down in front of me, and places her hands on either of my thighs to part them as my pussy throbs in anticipation. She leans her head forward and I jolt as her tongue slips between my engorged lips to play with my clit. I let a moan slip from my lips as she continues to lick and suckle on my clit and my thighs begin to tremble from the intense feelings churning through my body. My eyes slip shut as she continues to feast on my pussy like a starved woman and more moans leave my lips.
I moan out louder, opening my eyes to look down between my legs to see Helena's lower half of her face buried between my legs. Our eyes meet, the look in my governess' eyes send feelings of hot lust through me, and one of my hand reaches between my trembling thighs to grip her hair and I push her face as close as possible. She continues to suck on my engorged clit as two of her fingers slip into my pussy, curling them slightly and it doesn't take long for her to find the sweet spot inside me that makes me see stars as my juices squirt.
I slump back onto my bed from exhaustion but push myself upwards onto my forearms to see Helena sucking on her fingers coated with my essence and my face turns bright red. The Governess notices me flushing, flashes a wicked smile in my direction, got up from her knees after removing her fingers from her mouth, and begins to disrobe - revealing her well-maintained body for a woman of forty-five. She climbs onto my large four-poster bed, crawls up my body and soon her own glistening pussy is hovering over my face and the urge to have a taste of it is very real.
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"Young mistress, do you remember the special request I made?" she questions, meeting my eyes while her hand reaches down to stroke through my thick dark brown hair.
It takes me a moment to recall then I nod my head quickly, the feeling of hot lust and excitement pulsing through my veins once more and going straight to my clit--which became engorged from the thought.
"That's a good girl, young mistress. Now, keep your mouth open wide for me, alright?"
Nodding my head again, I obey her instructions as she slowly lowers herself down until her own pussy is barely centimeters from my open and waiting mouth.
Then, I feel warmth shooting down into my mouth and I hear a loud cry of relief leave my beautiful Governess' lips. It is a bit on the salty side but I slowly grow to not mind as I eagerly drink down the older woman's piss and it seems that she liked that because her grip tightened in my hair.
"You look at home, being my chamber pot, sweet young mistress," Helena remarks in an affectionate tone of voice as I continue to drink down the stream eagerly. When my Governess first brought this up to me, I had been hesitant at first, but as she continued to talk about it and even let me watch her use the chamber pot a few times to get used to the idea -- I agreed to do it. Besides, Helena had done a lot for me over the years so I figure it best to return the favor.
"Thankfully, I drank a lot of tea today and held myself back in anticipation knowing that this would be happening tonight so I've got plenty to give."
