We Learn Together Pt 02

Thank you to darling Becs for roleplaying this one with me, and contributing several ideas. I'm sure she'll make her husband extremely proud.

As before, she is 21, He is 56.

We Learn Together Part 2 - The Mousetrap.

The trail started outside the back door. A piece of cheese about an inch cubed.

As instructed, she crawled on all fours, approaching the cheese, and picked it up with her mouth, chewed and then swallowed.

She crawled towards the house, but there was no way in directly. She noticed the garage door shutter left just enough of a gap for her to squeeze under.

Once in the garage she devoured the 2nd morsel of cheese, and headed towards the door adjoining the garage and the main house, still on all fours, her bare knees beginning to scuff.

Once inside, she crawled across the kitchen, its cushioned vinyl floor relatively kind to her knees, and into the living room.

A larger piece of cheese was suspended by a string at the rear of some open backed box like structure. She headed for it, and had to crawl part way through a large steel hoop to reach it. She had been told there were three tasty morsels, she was proud to have found them all. With her paw she pulled on the cord to feed herself.

Big Mistake.

By pulling the string she had activated the spring loaded hoop, and it tightened around her waist, rendering her unable to move forwards or backwards. Instinctively she passed her hands through two of the three openings at the front of the box to steady herself.

Big mistake.

The bar dropped down and wedged her hands in place. He locked the cuffs with a satisfied smile. The humane trap had worked - to a certain extent. True he had had to be close by to ensure safe and efficient operation, but the principle was sound. This was but a prototype. A motion sensor would automate the process allowing him to watch on the cameras next time.

She poked her head through the third, larger, aperture, dragging her hair through until it tumbled against the outer wall of the structure.

He sat in the armchair and surveyed the scene. He watched her struggle, frantically trying to release herself, but the more she tried, the more stuck she became. Finally, exhausted, she gave up.

He moved to the front of the trap and fed her another piece of cheese, which she ate gratefully. He dipped his thumb into a jar of peanut butter and allowed her to suck it from him. He let her sip from a jug of water, much of it dribbling down her chin.

'What a pretty mouse,' he said kindly. 'When I have the time, I'll drive you to the forest and release you. You'll be happier there.'

She looked at him, her big brown eyes loving and proud that she had done so well in following his instructions.

'Do you speak, little mouse?'

She squeaked. It was funny. He smiled.

He moved behind her again and crouched to her level.

'Funny, I imagined you'd have a tail. A Manx mouse perhaps, or maybe some terrible incident with the farmer's wife and her chopper.'

He lifted the back of her skirt, revealing her knickers. Simple cotton as requested, small, covering only the lower half of her bottom, her crease already glistening with the exertion of her long crawl.

He moved his face towards her and licked between her cheeks, savouring the saltiness. She wiggled her bum slightly.

He held her buttocks and moved his nose up and down her crease through the material, all the while inhaling.

She heard him sigh. He was pleased with her scent. She was pleased with his pleasure.

He eased her knees open wide enough to allow him to slide between them, face up like a car mechanic. A cushion gave him sufficient height and comfort as he enjoyed her aroma, her crotch a mere whisper from his nose.

He simply lay there for several minutes, his cock swelling as the scent grew stronger, her arousal evident. As he stroked himself she tried in vain to press down onto his nose, desperate for contact. But he shrank away.

'Not yet.'

He roiled his cock, teasing himself with his thumb, agitating his frenum while his precum pooled at the eye. With his foreskin he collected the juice and spread it glossily over the tip. He massaged the gap between his thigh and balls, as he gently rubbed the very tip of his nose against her knickers, occasionally blowing gently.

At the very brink, he ceased. Finally he allowed her to lower herself onto his face, his nose rolling into her vaginal folds through the fabric. He sensed her wetness and loved her for it. His tongue snaked her flimsy knickers to the side and easily found her opening, already soaking. Pursing his lips he kissed her there deeply, probing her hole, his hands now clasping the backs of her thighs.

Taking her bud into his mouth he sucked gently, letting his tongue occasionally graze it from the side. He felt her twitch, her hips buckled, and without ceremony she trickled her first orgasm into his mouth.

Kneeling behind her again, he delved into her knickers, finding his way down the back and eventually locating her hole between her cheeks. He attempted to slide a thumb in, but she was too dry there. Scooping her recent cum onto his finger he was able to lubricate it sufficiently. This time he entered with a little difficulty. She flinched, then relaxed. He was in up to the knuckle, then all the way.

He pulled her knickers down a little way off her bottom, saw his thumb buried deep in her asshole while his fingers flicked and caressed her clitoris.

She writhed, as far as she could with the restraint, pulling his thumb into her, moaning softly

He pulled out and knelt behind her again, cock poised and resting atop her crevice as he wriggled her out of the knickers. He stuffed them into her mouth.

Harvesting a little more juice from under her, he tentatively eased her asshole open. He needed to be careful, it was a girthy, strong erection and neither pain, nor the idea of it, pleased them. At least not yet. They were learning together.

His cock entered her surprisingly easily, and soon his entire length was inside her. He stretched open her cunt at the same time, first two, then three fingers, moving them slowly in and out. She orgasmed again over his hand. He too was ready, but there was one more thing he had to do.

Reluctantly withdrawing, he returned to her face, pulled her knickers out, then wedged his cock into her mouth.

'Taste yourself.'

She gratefully complied, licking the underside of his shaft, probing his tiny opening with her tongue. He pulled out and leaned into her, bending his cock vertically against his stomach so that his heavy balls pressed against her nose. She loved the smell of him there when he was aroused. She nuzzled against the underside of his balls, her cunt pouring with the thrill of his scent.

So close now, he again had to take stock. Once more he fucked her wanton mouth. With a Herculean effort he resisted the temptation to simply spatter his cum in her throat. But some fluid escaped despite his muscle control. This warning glob took them both by surprise. Tightening every sinew he arrested his orgasm.

Recovered, he was behind her again. He slid his wet cock back and forth between the rails of her cunt lips, supporting the underside of his shaft to ensure full contact, teasing her clit with each pass.

Finally, with a slight tilt of the hips, he was in her. Taking no more than three long slow thrusts he ejaculated creamily. Then, like a dog, he knotted into her, giving every drop a chance to breed her.

Finally gravity won over and he softened, then slopped out of her, briefly connected still by a silky thread of post-cum fluid.

He dressed, and sat once again in the armchair with a glass of brandy.

For five minutes he simply watched her. Watched her cunt hole twinkle and pulse as it exuded trickles of his cum, down her thighs and onto the floor. Watched her exhausted body slowly recover.

He released her from the trap and hoisted her skinny body onto his lap. Her head snuggled against his shoulder as he fondled her tenderly.

She gave a playful squeak. They laughed. They fell asleep.