Masturbatrix Becoming Cindys Pet

I was just sitting minding my own business as I do every morning in the local coffee shop when she walked in. I hadn't noticed her before so she must be new or just passing through, I thought. I was curious by her mixed innocent yet sexy look. Her brownish brunette hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was wearing a tight cropped fit top that accentuated her well formed breasts tucked into a tight spandex type runners bottom that went down her thighs and stopped above her knees. She had running shoes and pink ankle socks. She got her coffee, walked back out the door and that was the end of it, or so I thought, until the next day. A day that would change my life forever.

This time she sat down at a small table to enjoy her coffee and scroll through her phone. By pure chance, she was sitting perpendicular to me so I was staring at her profile from across the room. I enjoyed watching her. She was dressed much the same as the day before just different colors. One leg was crossed over the other. From the side view the beautiful shape of her breast seemed to stand out as she leaned back in her chair. I was lost in a fantasy about her when she must have sensed my attention and looked over at me which caught me by surprise. She smiled and I awkwardly smiled back and slightly raised my hand off the table in a weak wave of hello. To my greater surprise, she got up and walked towards me. I got a quick glance of her entire body motion. She was young, maybe mid to late twenties, athletic, beautiful and the type of girl I fantasize about.

"Hi," she says, "I'm Cindy. Mind if I join you?" she says pulling out a chair and sitting down without giving me a chance to respond. "Do you live around here?" she asks.

"Yeah," I responded. "My name is Bobby. I live in the old red brick apartment down the block."

"The Sterling?" She asked in surprise.

"That's right, how'd you know?"

"I just moved onto the 3rd floor there yesterday," she exclaims, "that's a coincidence. I guess it means we're neighbors."

"I guess so," I smile." I've been living there on the 2nd floor for about 5 years now and love it. As you know there's lots of shops and restaurants within walking distance in this part of the city. Plus a lot of cool people."

"Thanks, I guess I'm one of those cool people" she smiles which lights up her face and I notice how beautiful she is which makes me a little insecure but also happy to be talking to such a beautiful woman. "I sure could use some help getting my apartment in order if you've got some spare time to help a damsel in distress," she says reaching out and putting her hand on top of mine briefly, which felt wonderful. It is the first human touch I've had in a long time.

"Hey, I would love to help a damsel in distress," my voice perks up, "it brings out my knight in shining armor energy." She liked that, got up and said, "OK then, let's go."

On the walk back we chat a little to get to know each other better. It is fun talking to and being with a live human being which gives me a break from my online work, out of my apartment. What a refreshing break from my otherwise dull routine as a mid-30s single guy. It turns out she's a student at the university in grad school studying human sexuality. "Ohh brother" I thought, "I'm in trouble now. Did she just make that up or is that for real," I wondered.

Once inside her apartment we work together unpacking some boxes, putting books on shelves, assembling a table for her computer and generally getting things done. There's nothing like working together with someone on a project to get to know them. Everything about her was delicious and fun. She had good upbeat energy. We laughed, we talked, and in between I couldn't help but sneak glances at her amazing body which the clothes did little to hide. Her breasts were ever present whenever she moved and her tightly formed shorts hugged her ass cheeks. I think she caught me more than once looking but I didn't care, I wanted to know more. Am I imagining things or does she occasionally bump into me accidentally? Once she pressed her breast against my arm. After a few hours we decide to take a break. I flop down on the couch and she brings out some glasses of iced tea and sits at the other end of the couch facing me with one leg under her and the other one on the floor. I tried to nonchalantly look between her open legs and quickly look up but she caught me and smiled or rather smirked.

"Well, Bobby, what do I owe you for all this help?" she asks curiously.

"Nothing at all. I am happy to help. You can call me anytime, for anything"

"Oh, well then, that's what I like to hear. I guess I will do just that. I have a lot of tasks that need a helping hand and in exchange I will reward you."

"Reward me? How so?

"I'll tell you what. We've been working hard all day and I'm kind of tired so why don't we take a little break to freshen up and you can come back here at 8:00 and we will explore some possibilities, you know, Netflix and chill. How does that sound?"

"Wow," I say perhaps a little too eagerly and excited, "that sounds great - I'll see you then," and off I go.

I can barely contain my excitement as my imagination goes wild about the chance to spend more time with this beautiful girl. Everyone knows 'Netflix and Chill' is code for hook up 'sexy time'. To be honest, I'm a little aroused and wonder if I should beat off before our encounter tonight. The images of her tight body and memory of her perfume are hard to ignore. Did she really press her soft breasts into my arm on purpose? And when she sat on that chair with her legs spread wide open while she pulled stuff out of a box on the floor, oh my gosh. I could feel my arousal starting to get hold of me so I quickly changed my thoughts and decided to take a shower to cool down.

-2-

At 8:00 I am knocking at her door dressed classy in loafers, beige khakis down to my knee and a tasteful dark blue V-neck T-shirt. The door opens but I don't see her. She must be on the other side of the door so I walk in and turn around. Cindy, in her customary pony tail, is leaning against the door wearing a form-fitting white turtle neck that makes both her bOObs outline and stand out. I can't help but stare for a moment. It is like a second skin. It snugly fits across her shoulders and down her arms to her wrists so her thumbs go through, like a little glove. It form-fits her abdomen only halfway down so her belly is bare all the way to just above her pubic bone where she is wearing a pair of white mini shorts, almost panties, also so snug I see a camel toe. Her long legs ended in bare feet. It was kind of a weird outfit that she was fully clothed above her waist and almost naked below her waist.

As my cock starts to harden, my mouth drops and an involuntary "WOW" sound comes out. She giggles.

"I guess that means you are happy to see me, huh?" then walks past me, running her finger along my waist, to sit on the far end of the sofa with one leg on the ground and the other bent and resting on the back of the sofa with her knee bent. Those tight white shorts plainly visible with her legs wide open. I try not to stare again. She pats the seat in front of her, between her legs, inviting me to basically sit in front of her, almost on her lap.

"Come on I won't bite. This is the best place to watch a movie. I'll just be sitting behind you so I can control the remote."

My arousal is pretty full by now starting to poke out the front of my pants so I quickly move to sit down with my butt backed up into her openly spread legs. The movie turns on the screen across the room then she reaches around and puts one arm around my waist and the other reaches around and rests on the top of my thigh with the fingers dangling over the inside of my thigh a few inches away from my bulge.

"There isn't that better," she whispers in my ear because her head is just behind mine.

"Now let's just relax and enjoy ourselves OK?" she whispers while her fingers on my inner thigh suddenly wiggle inspiring my erection to re-firm itself.

"Since I am new here and don't know anyone, it's nice to have a friend close by" she says.

"Yes," I say trying to be as normal as possible even though I'm getting hot under the collar, "I'd say we're off to a good start."

She giggles and her fingers wiggle on my inner thigh again. I can't help if my erection grows in response but she must feel the khaki bulge because her other hand starts to gently rub my belly almost nonchalantly.

We pretend to watch the movie but there is sexual tension heat in the room. Finally, she breaks the tension and speaks.

"Hey Bobby, I have an idea," she whispers, "how about we make a deal. You help me out from time to time and in exchange I'll reward you - with some sexual pleasure." The hand rubbing my tummy has now moved up to my chest and is slowly circling my nipple which is very arousing. I'm kind of lost in thought when she pinches my nipple hard and I yell Ouch

She giggles asking, "so is that a yes?"

"Wow Cindy, I mean, sure who wouldn't want to do that? But I guess it depends what you need."

"Ohh don't worry about that" she whispers, "all you need to do is be obedient and leave it to me." The fingers on my inner thigh suddenly find my erection and she gives it a squeeze then keeps her hand on it but not moving.

"For example," she whispers in my ear, "I'll bet you've already fantasized about beating off to images of my body, haven't you?"

I feel so embarrassed I don't know what to say so she squeezes my dick again and firmly says "Answer me Bobby."

"OK yes I did."

"And did you?" She whispers

"Did I what?"

She starts to gently circle around my erection with two fingers which is very arousing while she whispers "did you beat off thinking of my big bOObies? My soft Titties?" That causes me to thrust into her hand which quickly disappears. She giggles.

"No, no, I decided to wait until later."

"Ohh good boy," she says going back to running her fingers around the outsides of my erection causing it to grow and get harder.

"Well guess what?" she whispers "it is later NOW" and with God as my witness she finds my zipper with one hand and unbuttons my pants with the other and then with one smooth motion opens my pants, pulls down my shorts to below my balls and reveals my hard throbbing cock.

"So go ahead and beat off," she whispers in my ear. "Show me how you do it if you were fantasizing about me." I feel her hand on the back of mine placing it on my hard cock and we grab it together with her fingers interlaced with mine.

"Go ahead," she says. "Close your eyes and think about how sexy I looked this afternoon." She presses her big tits to my back.

Slowly our intertwined fingers start to go up and down my erection, "yes that's it, good boy," she whispers. "I saw you looking at my big bOObies," she whispers, "and I saw you looking between my legs. Do you know what's down there Bobby?"

I don't know what to say or rather I guess I'm too embarrassed to say,

"Yes, you know," she whispers, "that warm moist powerful place." We are jerking me off. Our fingers are moving a little faster up and down my cock now and I'm getting a lot more aroused, "from now on you will refer to her as Pussy Mistress - - Say it."

"P..P..Puss..." I stutter as the stroking goes harder and faster getting me closer to orgasm.

"Say it Bobby," she whispers and licks my ear. "I saw you looking at her. I know you want her. You want to feel her and taste her and have her warm lips around this hard cock don't you? So tell me her name!" stroking now is moving really fast and I'm getting really close to orgasm and I think I am gunna blow and burst as I yell out, "PUSSY MISTRESS!" But just as soon as I am ready to release all that pent up tension she moves our hands off my dick and leaves it just throbbing and waving in the air, wanting more contact as I thrust upwards, squeezing my muscles to force ejaculation - but nothing!

Until about 5 seconds later, cum just dribbles out in a steady, very unfulfilling ruined orgasm.

"aahhhrg." I moan in frustration as she licks my ear again and whispers, "Good boy, Good boy. Just relax back into my arms baby. Pussy Mistress will take care of you from now on."

-3-

A week has gone by since that extraordinary experience and I have agreed to be "her special friend", as she calls me. In return for serving her needs, which includes things like grocery shopping even cooking, she agreed to be my masturbatrix. I had never heard of that word before and I wouldn't have agreed to it except the way she jerked me off that first time was so special and so erotic I decided I am willing to do anything to have more of it. And so she asked me not to masturbate anymore on my own but only under her supervision. It may sound like an easy thing to do - but you try it. I am used to beating off daily, or at least every other day. There's nothing wrong with that and it seems normal to me because that's the cycle of my sexual arousal. It has not been easy. All week at least once a day she sent me texts or pictures that are very suggestive and arousing.

By the end of the week I almost came spontaneously and did eject a little precum when she sent a picture where all I could see is her back, standing in a pair of blue jeans showing her well-formed tight ass and no top - just her naked back with her hair falling over her shoulders and looking at me over the shoulder smiling. Something about it just set me off.

She does like it when I text back how how horny I am and how much I want to see her and how I'm looking forward to spending time together on Friday night. In exchange for the pleasure of hanging out with her she asked me to make a simple spaghetti dinner which I gladly agreed to do.

When Friday rolled around I showed up at her door at 6:00 with a bag of groceries. She welcomed me wearing that skin tight pair of jeans I saw earlier in the week with a text and a matching jean work shirt that was buttoned all the way to her collar and did little to reveal the fullness of her breasts pressing against the fabric on the sides and the top even straining the buttons. All she needed was a cowboy hat to complete the 'country' look.

She took the bag and walked to the kitchen giving me a chance to observe the roundness of her ass which could be called a bubble butt. Both cheeks were round and smooth and the crease disappeared between her legs. The jeans were tightly fitted all the way down her leg almost like stockings and she was barefoot with red painted toenails. Placing the bag on the counter she turned around put her arms around my neck then pressed her pelvis into my mine and did a little grind, "Are you happy to see me?" She asked.

The moment of intimacy gave me an immediate full erection. She leaned in and gave me a kiss on the lips. At first, she just touched her lips gently to mine a few times, then she licked her lips and pressed against mine with a beautiful sensual wet kiss that ended up with her tongue sensually exploring my mouth. She leaned back smiling and asked, "I guess from your hard cock down there that you have been a good boy and done as I asked, is that right Bobby?"

"Yes Cindy, i have been very good and not touched myself all week. It has been very hard. You made it really tough on me teasing me with text messages and pictures. I am really horny and aroused."

"Good. That's exactly what you need to be when you are around me... horny and aroused. So let's get started you've got a dinner to make. But to make this more fun I'd like you to make dinner naked just wearing this apron." She held up a plain white looking apron the kind that goes over your neck covers your chest and then ties around your waist. She stepped back to get a better view and then waved her finger up and down basically telling me to get started. I happily complied if this is what it was going to take to have an orgasm tonight. As I disrobed I folded my clothes and put them on the table. When i pulled my boxers down my hard erect cock just popped out already ready to go. When I put the apron over my neck and went down to tie it around my waist I noticed that it was much shorter than expected. Perhaps she cut it so that it only came down halfway along my thighs. That means my erection basically held it out from my body like a little tent pole. She came closer and reached her hand underneath grabbing the bottom of my hard cock and just gently, ever so gently, moved her palm back and forth. I moaned in pleasure.

"Since you've been such a good boy I want to reward you. I know you like my big breasts. You can unbutton my shirt. Start at the top and pull the shirt to the sides as it opens."

With trembling fingers, I did as instructed. With each button, a little bit more of her cleavage was revealed, especially as I pulled the shirt opening wider with each open button. She continued the gentle stroking of my cock. I revealed more of her cleavage as her billowing breast pushed together until I reached the front button, which was the point where the shirt curved downward to cover the bottoms of her breasts and she told me to stop there.

"Ohh Cindy, your tits are so beautiful. They look so smooth and soft. Can I touch them? Please?" She stopped stroking and squeezed my cock and held it.

"Sorry Bobby," is all she said, "that's all you get to see for now until I give you permission to look at them again. Do you understand?"

I kept looking at her tits until she put a finger under my chin and lifted my face to look into her eyes, "Do you understand?" she asked again. "Will you be a good boy for your Pussy Mistress Masturbatrix?"

"uh huh," was all I could mutter. She pulled away smacked me on my naked butt and said, "Good boy, now get dinner started."

Suddenly I came back to reality and got busy. I was glad she stopped because I was very close to blowing my load. She left me on the edge, wanting more. While I busied myself moving around the counter tops making the salad boiling the water and so on, she sat on the other side of the table with her legs crossed at the knee sipping some wine and scrolling on her phone with her shirt open to her front revealing that sexy cleavage and the round tops of her breasts. She seemed to not notice me so of course I snuck a few glances as I moved around the kitchen preparing dinner.

I was standing over the stove stirring the sauce when I suddenly felt her hands creep along my hips to my stomach and then upward to my nipples where she circled them with her fingers before pinching them giving me a start and a Yelp. She moved in hugging me from behind and I felt her breasts smashed against my back and her pelvis thrust into my naked bottom. She whispered, "Good boy" into my ear and gave it a lick and then moved away to set the table. That gave me some more opportunity to watch her bend and reach and twist and turn as she moved around the table. Her breasts moved, shimmed, jiggled and kept my attention.

4

Soon enough we were sitting down sipping wine and eating just like two normal people chatting about this and that except, of course, I was still naked but my cock had softened and she was sitting there with a beautiful set of tits that were pushing out that last button begging to be released.

As she swirled some spaghetti on her fork and brought it to her mouth some sauce dripped onto the top of her breast. She smiled then asked me to scoop it up with my finger and put it in her mouth which she opened slightly, waiting. My cock responded immediately as I reached with my finger and delicately ran it smoothly across her breast scooping up the sauce and placed the end of my finger on her lip. She closed her lips around it and sucked my finger into her mouth, licked it with her tongue and pushed my finger back out. My cock twitched. The energy in the room switched from casual to erotic very quickly.