(This is the 11th story in the series. This story series includes armpit fetish, incest and cum eating even if not present in all of the stories. I recommend reading them all in order.)
The evening out with the guys was good time well spent. Once I got back to my apartment, I remembered that Mindy had texted me wanting me to call her. I was still curious how she knew I was going out with the guys. After all, she probably has just got an apartment in the same complex. Everyone is moving in for college and I probably missed it in the rush of things.
I went ahead and sent Mindy a text.
'Sorry, I know it's late. I wanted to let you know that I'm back at the apartment and if you still wanted to talk, I'll be up for a little bit. Otherwise, TTYL.'
I must have fallen asleep quickly because it was early Sunday morning when I woke up to the sound of bacon frying in my kitchen and I was still in last nights clothes. I had given a key to Mindy so I assumed it was her in the kitchen, but it wasn't like her to be making breakfast.
After moving quietly through the hallway, I entered the kitchen slowly to see who the hell was in my apartment. I caught a glimpse of Mindy cooking breakfast. She had on some tight fitting shorts and a tank top. It wasn't like her to wear a tank top so I was a bit aroused and confused at the same time.
"Good morning. I think," I said as I entered the kitchen.
"Yes it is. I hope it's ok that I'm here. I also invited a friend for breakfast. She's been tutoring me and I figured it be ok," Mindy mentioned.
"Yeah, that's fine. I'm going to take a quick shower," I said.
Mindy walked over and gave me a hug. She ruffled her hair with one hand and I could help but notice her smooth armpit. I blushed and walked to the shower before my dick showed through my pants. I hadn't told her about my underarm fetish yet and I was unsure if I wanted to.
"Don't take too long, it'll be ready soon!" Mindy yelled as I closed the bathroom door.
After I was done with my shower, I headed into my bedroom to get dressed. I could hear Mindy talking to her friend. She needed help with some of her classes so I was going to eat and then head out so that she could use my place to study.
When I walked into the kitchen, which is also the dinning room, my jaw hit the floor. I looked at Mindy's tutor and she looked back at me and smiled.
"Hi Lisa." I said while in shock.
"Oh. Poor boy. You know what that means. That's not how to address me!" She responded. "Try again."
"Hi Mistress." I said quieter.
"That's better. By the looks of things, Mindy didn't tell you what subject I was tutoring her in," Mistress said as she smiled.
"Oh. This gets even better! I thought you just knew his mom," Mindy said. She was a bit surprised but I could tell she was excited.
I sat down and ate a piece of bacon as I waited for someone, anyone, to say something.
"So, mistress tells me that she and your mom figured out how to turn you on recently!" Mindy said excitedly as she raised her arms up and rested her wrists on her head. Mindy then glanced at her smooth pits and smiled at me.
"Tell her your fetish," Mistress ordered.
"Uh. Yeah. I'm turned on by women's armpits. I don't like when women stink though. That's a huge turn off for me," I admitted. I turned red and looked at my plate. All I could do was put more bacon in my mouth as I looked at my plate. This was humiliating.
Mistress smiled at Mindy approvingly.
Mindy leaned back with her arms still raised.
"Am I turning you on?" she asked me. "Tell me what it is about my armpits that turn you on," she demanded.
I looked up at Mindy. As I gazed at her armpits, I could feel my dick start to thicken in my pants.
"I like the smooth, soft skin. I like the lines and general texture of your underarm. I think it's really the taboo of it honestly," I replied.
Mindy smiled and stood up to walk over to me.
"Scoot your chair back," Mindy said softly.
I moved my chair back away from the table and watched her as she stood in front of me. Mistress Lisa was still sitting at the table watching intently. Mindy sat on my lap facing me. She lifted her left arm exposing her freshly shaven underarm to me. She leaned in a little closer so that her pit was less than a foot from my face.
"Is this better?" she asked with a smirk.
"Yeah," is all I could muster.
"I bet you can feel my warmth. My deodorant smells like fruit. Can you smell it?" she asked as she started rub my crotch through my shorts.
"Ahh. You do like this don't you?" Mindy asked rhetorically. "Now, tell me, who's underarms are better? Mine or Lisa's?" She asked as she stood up.
"I like them both for different reasons. Your's are smooth and her skin has more texture. I truly like both," I replied.
Mindy looked down at my shorts and noticed she had caused me to create quite the bulge in my pants, as well as, a rather large wet spot. This caused her to develop a devious smile.
"I think I did ok by the looks of it. How did I do Mistress?" Mindy asked Lisa.
"Oh, I think that was just fine," Mistress Lisa commented.
I was terribly turned on but still confused.
"How did that make you feel Mindy?" Mistress asked.
"Powerful! It was amazing. I'm also incredibly horny now," Mindy said blushing.
"So, I've been working with Mindy on her confidence and with becoming more open sexually. She likes the idea of being dominant but also likes being submissive also," Mistress explained.
"I discovered that she was dating you and I figured it was the perfect opportunity to help her practice. Now, Mindy, tell him what your fantasies are. Remember, don't be ashamed of who you are. The more open and honest, the better the relationship," Mistress Lisa said.
Mindy took a breath and started, "I want to be able to take control sometimes. I really get turned on at the idea of being tied up and used as someone's sex toy. You know, like, used however they want. It's been a fantasy of mine that I..." she trailed off.
"Go ahead, finish what you were saying," Mistress said smiling as she leaned forward.
"It's been a fantasy of mine that I get myself off thinking about often," Mindy blushed as she glanced at me and then quickly away.
Mistress smiled and looked at me.
"Go get some of your ties you have for your business classes. Bring them to the living room. It's time you learn a bit about being dominant."
"Yes, Mistress," I replied.
I went to my room and grabbed all the ties I had, which wasn't many. I turned around and Mistress was standing there.
"Use her for your pleasure alone. Don't worry about her. That's her fetish. Once your done, then you can make her cum if she hasn't already. But drag it out. Don't just rush through and cum. Remember, this is her fantasy also and she's been on birth control for a couple of years now. Oh, speaking of which, you need to work in eating your cum from her. You know, since you didn't address me as mistress. I can't wait to see how you do this," Mistress smirked as she walked away.
I had some ideas, things I've wanted to try and to see. I was getting hard just thinking about it.
I walked into the main area of my apartment and saw Mistress sitting in a chair off to the side and Mindy sitting on the sofa sitting nervously.
"I'm here for safety and to guide if needed. Otherwise, ignore me," Mistress Lisa stated. "Begin now," she ordered as she sat spreading her legs and leaning forward.
I looked at Mindy and she smiled but seemed a bit scared. I knew how to ease this.
"Strip down to just your panties. Slowly," I ordered Mindy.
Mindy stood up and started to pull her shirt over her head. When she got her shirt up to her head so that her face was covered but her chest and armpits were exposed, I told her to freeze.
I walked over and licked between her breasts even though she still had her bra on. I slowly licked up, across her tits following the cups of her bra. Mindy gasped and started breathing a bit deeper. I then slowly kissed her smooth armpits until they didn't taste salty anymore. I backed up and said, "continue."
Mindy removed her tank top the rest of the way and was trying to hide a devilish smile. She slowly lowered her shorts to reveal a nice pair of panties. They were white cotton, simple, but well fitting.
"Sit down," I ordered.
Mindy sat down on the couch and stared at me. Her eyes begging for more.
"Spread your legs and scoot to the edge of the couch," I added.
