This is Part 2. Start with Part 1: Miss Carlyle Gets a Puppy.
A pussy is self-cleaning. We don't need any interior cleaning as long as the landscaping is to the owner's liking and free from debris, a pussy is always ready to go.
Now there is plenty of good research to demonstrate that hair removal likely causes a decrease in quality moisture and and an otherwise drier environment that can lead to some issues but there is no problem with keeping things smooth as long as health is maintained. Which is how I like things. I have plenty of moisture so I'm not in any danger of dryness.
Besides the obvious uterus shedding menstrual cycle, cunts do other fascinating things. We generate a fluid to keep things fresh that is full of beneficial bacteria. It's our own personal mixture of micro organisms and they live in every pussy. Each of us has our own biological mix that we grow and discharge. I produce a copious amount of this discharge.
Ladies understand what I'm talking about and if you're a man and you think this is gross, your not one of my people. I don't mind getting personal with you about my body because I want you to understand that there is a method to the things that I do. Back on topic, I will leave a snail trail in my panties after a night of rest or a day of work. Any extended period of time and my fluid renews at a fast rate, leaving some discharge.
As I lay here in my bed, just starting to wake up, I considered what I was going to do with Adam and just as the notion crossed my mind, I heard him enter my room. This is expected. I told him to do it.
Without opening my eyes, I set my thoughts and mindset to be the queen that I want to be and I said, "Lick me."
There was a rustling on the bed at my feet and I first felt the covers being lifted off and then the slightly cool air climbing along my skin. Hands brushed along the outside of my smooth thighs as my nipples hardened in the cool air. My legs closed reflexively as those hands closed on my panties and I lifted my butt slightly to facilitate what I knew was coming next.
As my panties were peeled off me, I heard an intake of air so I asked, "Can you smell me?"
"Yes, Miss."
"Is it a strong smell?"
"Yes, Miss."
"Describe it." I opened my eyes and could not see him. His face was somewhere at my cunt so I opened my legs wide and revealed his pretty face looking up at me over my pussy. His jawline was set as if carved from stone. I think his jaw was clenched in either anticipation or resolve for what he must do. His lips were almost touching me since he was moving towards his task and his nose was very close to my clit. He lowered his face, bringing his nose towards my lips again and closer to my opening. He breathed deep like someone held out a scented candle and told him to smell it.
"You smell tart." He breathed deep again and rumbled, "I know that smell." He breathed deep again. "It's a sour gummy that got wet in my pocket and was laid out to dry. Sweetness is in the background..." He inhaled deeply and I uncontrollably raised my ass off the bed and touched my pussy to his nose which made me shudder just a little. "The sour smell pinches at my nose but kind of comforts me with familiarity."
"You will learn to love my sour morning odor, Adam. From now on your tongue is the only thing that cleans this pussy. It is your job to maintain it."
"Yessss, Missss." He blew across my clit as he spoke and I got hard as I contemplated getting head every morning from this pretty boy.
"Stop talking and put that mouth to work. You have a cunt to clean." That felt way too good to say and I was beaming with light on the inside as a tentative tongue licked the top of my pussy and right across my hardening clit.
"Shuuuuh." My intake of air was sudden and the brash dragging of a tongue awkwardly along the top of my pussy.
"Use your fingers to open my lips."
His hands tickled along my inner thighs and I squeaked. "Eee. Huh. What are you doing? Don't tickle me!"
"I I I I'm sorry, Miss." He stuttered uncomfortably into my pussy as his eyes looked up at me with concern. My puppy showed a sign of fear in his eyes. This was good. He wants to please like every puppy does.
I pealed the blankets and sheets all the way to the side. I lay there naked, my nipples poking into the morning air and this boy laying between my legs face at my pussy and leaning on his forearms as his fingers poked at my vulva and almost opened me up.
I propped myself up on my elbows and observed his awkwardness. "Hooouuu." I exhaled loudly as I considered what I needed to do. "Stop, Adam." I said with a whisper. He froze in place.
"Remove your hands and lay on your stomach. Get in there face first with your lips touching mine and your nose at my clit. Good. Now, I am going to talk and I want you to listen. You can blink once for yes, that you understand and twice that you do not understand. There isn't a "No" from you, just a call for more information. Do you understand?"
Adam blinked once. His face nestled further against my cunt and he seemed to relax. "I am going to have to start this day over, Adam. With you."
"Hooouuu..." I exhaled loudly, unsure how to tackle this but just dove in. "When I want things from men I assumed I was giving all the right cues to lead them in the correct direction. I wanted a man to decide to do the thing I wanted and then was always disappointed when he didn't."
"This is partly why I am divorced and didn't cultivate the relationships I wanted to begin with. You," I thrust my crotch a little to bump his mouth. It was like pointing but different and I got a bit of a rush doing it, I'll admit. "and I must be different, Adam. I am going to do the right thing with you and that's why I stopped you." I paused and Adam blinked once in an obvious manner.
