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To Serenai’s mingled shame and desire, the split in the center of the panties opened wide, showing her entire pussy. Even worse, it seemed that her pussy was opening too—showing a slippery interior that seemed to prove Brax’s point about her getting “wet.”

“Gods, look at that sweet little pussy!” he growled. “ Look how wet you are, baby.”

“I… I see.” Serenai’s voice shook a little but she had a flushed, breathless feeling now that seemed to override at least some of her shame. “ Are …are you going to touch me now?” she asked him. “ Touch me and teach me like your old Mistress taught you?”

“Do you want me to touch you?” he countered softly. “ Do you want me to pet your soft little pussy, baby?”

“Yes!” Serenai rolled her hips and arched back against him. “ Yes , Brax —please touch me… teach me.”

“ Mmm , how could I say no to that, little one?” he rumbled. “ All right, watch as I show you.”

His big hands came around her and Serenai watched on the projection as his left hand rested on her inner thigh and he cupped her pussy with his right.

“Now look, sweetheart,” he murmured in her ear. “ These are your outer lips.” As he spoke, he ran one fingertip up and down, along her outer pussy lips.

Serenai trembled at his gentle touch. Somehow it made her want him even more and watching his face in the projection, seeing his half-lidded eyes and the way he was surrounding her with his big body as he taught her this intimate lesson, made her stomach fluttery and tense all over again.

“Outer lips,” she repeated.

“Good—now touch them,” he directed.

Hesitantly, Serenai put a hand between her legs. Brax withdrew a little to give her room and they both watched as she stroked her outer pussy lips.

“Good girl,” he rumbled. “ See , that’s not so bad, right?”

“No,” Serenai admitted. “ But …but I haven’t had to touch, er, inside yet.”

“We’re getting there,” he murmured. “ Look , these are your inner lips.”

He brushed her hand aside and this time his blunt, gentle fingertip was tracing areas inside—sensitive, tender, wet areas that made Serenai wiggle against him. It felt so good, but she couldn’t help thinking that it could feel much, much better if only that finger of his would move inward.

“Feels nice, right?” he asked and she nodded. “ Good —now you do it.”

Serenai did as he said, tracing the delicate structures inside and watching as the girl in the projection did the same. But at last she got restless.

“Please, Brax ,” she breathed. “ I keep thinking… I feel like there’s something that could feel really good but I’m not really touching it yet.”

“Oh, you mean your Goddess pearl—your clit,” he rumbled. “ See this little bump? Some people say it looks like a little man in a boat, but I think of it as a button. But not a button you mash on or press really hard. The clit has to be stroked gently—indirectly—because it’s so sensitive. Watch .”

His big hand came into view again and this time the fingertip spiraled inward. Serenai couldn’t help the moan of shocked pleasure that broke from her lips as he stroked lightly around the tender little button he’d pointed out.

“Oh, Brax !” she gasped and her hips bucked as jolts of pleasure shot through her. “ Oh my Goddess —that feels so good!”

“That’s because the Goddess , made your sweet little clit for pleasure,” he told her. “ It’s the only organ in the body that’s meant exclusively to make you feel good. Now you touch it.”

“Oh, no— I shouldn’t!” Serenai protested. Anything that felt this good must be naughty—she was sure.

“Yes, you should. Come on, baby—it’s your body. You can touch it any way you want to,” Brax urged. “ Just try it once and see how it feels.”

“Well…all right.” Hesitantly , Serenai dipped her hand between her legs again. This time when she slipped her fingers into her pussy, she let them go straight to the source of the pleasure—the tiny little button that Brax had showed her.

To her surprise, she found it felt just as good when she touched herself as when Brax touched her. She moaned softly as she circled her aching clit. Oh Goddess —that felt amazing. But was it really all right to do this to herself? Was it really all right to give herself so much pleasure?

Feeling uncertain, she withdrew her fingers. The sensations had been getting intense anyway—she needed a break.

“Good girl,” Brax praised her softly. “ You did it—you made yourself feel good.”

“Is…is there more?” Serenai asked him, panting a little. “ I mean, more parts to show me?”

“Of course. The female body is a beautiful, complex organism,” he assured her.

“ It’s a lot more complicated than a male’s body—more of a mystery.

But that’s part of the intense appeal and attraction males feel for women.

At least, I know it is for me,” he added.

“ Now look, this is the entrance to your pussy—the place that a cock would slide in if you were allowing a male to breed you.”

As he spoke, one long finger slipped down between her thighs and Serenai moaned as she felt it slide inside her.

“Hmm, you’re really tight,” he murmured as he slid his finger deeper into her. “ But at least you don’t seem to have a maiden barrier.”

“A…a what?” Serenai panted. Her stomach was fluttering like crazy and she liked the feeling of his thick finger inside her—though she felt like she could take more if she tried.

“A maiden barrier. Some species have it—it can make your first time breeding harder,” Brax explained. “ But you don’t have one. Not that you’re looking to get bred, but I’m just saying,” he added.

Serenai watched, mesmerized, as his finger slid slowly in and out of her. It was wet and shiny with her juices and it seemed to her that she was making a lot of juices.

“Why…why am I so wet?” she breathed. “ I mean, is that…is it normal?”

“Of course it’s normal—it just means your little pussy is really ready to be filled,” Brax growled softly in her ear.

“I… I do feel like I could take more than just one finger,” Serenai admitted, shifting her hips. She had the urge to get more inside her—the feeling that she was empty and needed to be filled.

“Hmm, feeling adventurous, are we? Let’s try two fingers then,” Brax rumbled.

He suited actions to words by sliding two long, thick digits into her pussy. Then he did something with them that made Serenai moan and buck against him.

“Oh—what is that? What was that…that feeling?” she gasped, looking at his face in the projection.

“That was me stroking your Goddess spot,” he growled and then did it again.

“Oh… ahhh!” Serenai writhed against him. “ Oh , what is the Goddess spot?”

“A place inside you that’s made just for pleasure—the same way your clit is,” Brax told her. “ Look , this angle is wrong, but I found something I think might help.”

He withdrew his fingers and—to Serenai’s surprise—put them in his mouth and sucked them clean. When he finished, his eyes were half-lidded and she could feel the hard lump of his shaft pressing against her back.

“Gods, baby—your honey tastes so good,” he rumbled. “ Sorry , I just couldn’t let it go to waste.”

“Oh, it’s, um, okay,” Serenai assured him.

“Good. Now look— I found this in the closet but it still had the price tag on it, so I know it’s new.”

He withdrew a long, slim wand that curved up at the end. It was black and made of some kind of flexible material.

“What’s that?” Serenai looked at it uncertainly.

“A pleasure wand,” Brax told her. “ My old Mistress used to have me use something like this on her from time to time—though she mostly preferred my mouth for her pleasure. Now watch— I’m going to slide it inside you.”

He fitted the head of the slim wand—which was still wider than his fingers—to the mouth of Serenai’s pussy and pushed it deep inside her.

“Ohhh!” she moaned as it touched bottom inside her. She could feel it invading her inner walls, stretching her open, and hitting that spot inside her and it felt so good.

“There we go—look at you taking it so deep like a good girl,” Brax growled softly. “ Look at how hungry your little pussy is for pleasure. She’s been neglected for far too long.”

“What…what are you going to do to me?” Serenai asked, shifting her hips.

“I’m going to fuck you with the wand—gently to start with but harder if you ask for it,” he told her, his eyes lazy with lust. “ And at the same time, I want you to start stroking that sweet little clit for me. Are you ready?”

“I… I think so.” Serenai slipped her fingers into her pussy again and found the tingling little pleasure button. “ I mean, I’ll try .”

“Just take it slow, baby.” Brax was already starting to pump the pleasure wand in and out of her pussy. “ Just pet your sweet little clit while I fuck you.”

Moaning, Serenai did as he ordered. She was still learning what she liked, but it didn’t take long to tell that the right side of her clit felt better to stroke.

She also found that when she stroked it, her inner muscles clenched around the shaft of the pleasure wand and her hips kept bucking almost as though they had a mind of their own.

“Good girl,” Brax praised her again. “ Good girl, just let the pleasure build. We’re taking it slow but we’re going to get there.”

“Get…get where?” Serenai panted. She did, indeed, feel like she was climbing a kind of hill but she had no idea what would happen when she reached the top.

“You’ll see,” Brax promised. “ We’re going to make you come, baby. Just the way you made me come when you sucked my cock,” he reminded her.

His hot, dirty words gave Serenai another shiver of pleasure.

“I… I liked sucking you,” she whispered, arching her back as the pleasure wand hit bottom inside her. “ I love the taste of…of your cream.”

“Gods, baby—you don’t know what it does to me to hear you say that,” Brax growled.

“Will…will I make cream when I come too?” she asked, still stroking. She could feel herself getting closer to the peak—her pleasure was building as he fucked her with the wand.

“Well, not like I do, but your pussy may make extra honey,” he murmured. “ You seem to be a Numalla — a female who makes a lot of pussy honey,” he added. “ That’s a good thing—a beautiful thing.”

“It is? Oh ! Oh , Brax — I think…think I’m getting close!” she moaned.

“In that case, I think it’s time I turned this on.” He did something to the pleasure wand and suddenly it started buzzing and vibrating inside her.

“Oh!” Serenai gasped for the buzzing head was stroking over the area Brax had called her “ Goddess spot” and she’d never felt anything more intense in her life.

“Don’t lose your rhythm,” he murmured in her ear. “ Keep touching yourself, baby—keep stroking that sweet little clit. Work for your pleasure—you’re going to come soon.”

Moaning, Serenai did as he said. She felt like a bowl that someone was pouring water into—only the water was pleasure. Soon the water would reach the rim of the bowl and it would overflow—but what happened next, she didn’t know.

She found out a moment later as the buzzing head of the pleasure wand pressed hard against her inner Goddess spot and, at the same time, her clit started tingling and shooting sparks of sensation through her whole body.

“Oh… oh!” she gasped and then it felt like her body was taking control—exploding from the inside out—and there was nothing her mind could do about it.

In the image made by the projector, the girl who looked like her cried out in pleasure.

Her back arched and her toes curled as her inner muscles spasmed, gripping the pleasure wand so hard it almost hurt.

Oh Goddess —was that what she looked like when she was coming?

Serenai supposed it must be so but she was too busy with the sensations rushing through her body to think about it much.

“That’s right, baby,” Brax was growling in her ear. “ That’s right, let yourself come—let the pleasure take you. It’s all right—just let go.”

Serenai couldn’t have disobeyed him if she’d tried. Her body was too far gone in the throes of passion. She thought she’d never felt so completely out of control…and yet so good at the same time.

“Oh! Oh , Brax !” she moaned. “ Oh , that feels so good!”

“That’s because you’re coming, baby,” he growled softly, still pumping the wand inside her. “ Coming nice and hard like a good girl.”

The waves of pleasure went on and on until at last, Serenai couldn’t take anymore. She collapsed in Brax’s arms, moaning.

He seemed to sense she was finished because he turned off the wand and withdrew it. Then he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.

“I’m so proud of you, baby,” he murmured, kissing her cheek. “ You did it—you took control of your own body. You made yourself feel good.”

“I…yes…yes, I did,” Serenai whispered. And then she started to cry.