Sophia paused for a long moment, seemingly scared and obviously clueless about how to even begin pleasuring me. I took the opportunity to position myself how I felt most comfortable on the bed. I sat leaning back against the headboard with a pillow wedged under the small of my back and my legs spread to a comfortable width, knees propped up in the air. I saw Sophia's gaze get drawn to my womanhood as I spread my legs. She stared at it for a long moment, thinking about what to do first.
It was clear she didn't have the same sexual urge that I did when I saw her pussy on display, but she did look curious. I could almost see the gears turning in her head. It was one thing to be the recipient of pleasure from the gender you're not attracted to, but to give pleasure is a whole different ballgame. Sophia could simply close her eyes and forget that I was a woman as I fingered her, imagine that my hand belonged to handsome, chiseled man instead. But she could not do the same now that the roles were reversed. She could not imagine she was jerking a cock instead of fingering my pussy no matter how hard she tried.
"Go on then, it's not gonna hurt you," I smiled, trying to ease her into it. "My anatomy is the same as yours, only a bit older and more mature. Like I said before, do what feels good to you. Why don't you start with your fingers? If I don't like what you're doing, I'll tell you, it's no big deal. I know this is your first time, so obviously I don't expect you to be an expert."
I grabbed another pillow and set it against the headboard to my right, then patted the plush mattress with my hand, beckoning her over to my side.
"Come here, sit next to me," I said warmly.
Sophia crawled on her hands and knees, positioning herself next to me. She sat sideways against the headboard, propped up on one elbow with the pillow wedged under her side. She reached out with her other hand, hesitated, then gently touched my stomach. Her hand was warm, and she let it linger there for a moment, probably trying to decide which way to go first, up to my breasts, or down to my pussy.
Finally I made the decision for her. I gently grabbed her wrist and guided her hand up to my left breast. I gave my own breast a squeeze with her hand under mine. It looked much larger in her petite hand than it really was, and was still quite firm despite my age. Certainly not near the firmness of Sophia's, but for a woman nearly twice her age I was quite proud of my tits.
I took my hand away and let Sophia continue on her own. I shifted a little where I sat, angling myself towards her to give her a little better access. I looked over at her and made eye contact as she squeezed and massaged my plump breast, smiling to let her know it felt good. I leaned in towards her face, getting close but not touching to see if she's catch the hint. Sure enough, she craned her neck and kissed me.
"Good girl," I whispered between her delicate kisses.
Her kisses grew more passionate, and she began to use her tongue. I gladly accepted it into my mouth and our tongues danced together, albeit somewhat awkwardly due to her inexperience. But she learned quickly, mimicking the motions of my tongue with hers while she continued to knead my breast. I had to restrain myself from taking control and having my way with her.
After a few more moments enjoying Sophia's kisses, I pulled back a bit. She craned forward some more, as if to keep kissing but stopped and bit her lower lip, looking sheepish when she realized I stopped on purpose. Wordlessly, I put one finger up to her moist lips and then pointed to my other breast. Sophia took the hint quickly, shifted her body down a bit and leaned over to kiss my nipple. She stuck her tongue out and licked a circle around it, then flicked it gently.
I sucked in a short gasp and Sophia paused, looking up for approval. I gave her a slight nod and smiled. She went back to work, licking in circles, up and down, and side to side as it hardened quickly. I wrapped my arm under and around her, placing my hand between her shoulder blades and sliding it up her neck to the back of her head. I combed my fingers into her long, thick black hair and massaged her scalp, pushing her face into my bosom. Sophia latched her lips around my nipple and sucked gently. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan, enjoying the attention she was giving me. I was impressed by how quickly she seemed to be picking it up.
"Mmm, you're doing so good, kitten," I purred. "Do you like sucking on my tits?"
"Mm-hmm," Sophia hummed without taking my nipple out of her mouth.
It was impossible to tell if she was genuine or just appeasing me, but I didn't actually care. It was the response I wanted to hear. With my free hand, I took hers, which was still massaging my breast and guided it downward to my soaking wet mound. I parted my lips with her fingers to let her feel just how aroused I was. She stopped sucking and looked up in surprise.
"Oh my god!" Sophia exclaimed.
"Yes, kitten, I've been this wet since long before you even started touching me," I explained, trying to boost her confidence a little. "You are gorgeous, and sexy, and I've wanted nothing more than to get you naked in my bed and have my way with you since the moment I first saw you at that auction. And now that I have you here, I almost don't want you to ever leave."
Sophia's eyes went wide in panic at the thought of being my legal property until I decided I was tired of her.
"Relax, I will fulfill the contract eventually, I promise," I said with a sly smile. "But whether that's tomorrow, Sunday, or next week, who's to say when I'll feel like ending it. And even after the terms are complete, that doesn't necessarily mean our relationship has to end either. But we can talk about that later. For now, just focus on the task at hand, so be a good girl and make Miss Rose cum."
"Yes, Miss Rose," Sophia replied dutifully.
