Sex Therapy/Laney/Tiana's Room
We started the tour in the second Guest room, really Tiana’s room. It was a black and pink theme, walls, bedding and all. A self-portrait of Tiana in her ballet garb above the bed, It was one of her best pieces.“This is another guest room, Tiana usually stays here when she comes and she decorated it.” I said as she followed me in.
“Wow I love it” she said looking around and running her hands over everything, she stopped at the end of the bed “Is that her, she is beautiful I’ve never seen a black ballerina” she said pointing at the portrait.
“Yes, she painted it, ballet and art are her life” I answered
“Dr. Peterson put me in ballet when I moved in with her, so I could learn to move gracefully like a lady” she said rolling her eyes “I didn’t like it at first but it’s actually kinda fun, you’ll have to watch me sometime”
“I would love to, m’lady” I answered with a smirk, while she continued her inspection of the room, touching everything.
She even began to open drawers. I thought about saying something, but Tiana wouldn’t mind even though she did leave things behind sometimes. She would love Laney and there really wasn’t anything private between us. Laney paused her inspection with the nightstand reaching into the drawer pulling out a small pink vibrator and handcuffs.
“Bruce what are these for?” She asked innocently.
“The pink thing is a vibrator a girl can use to masterbate, you know, to stimulate herself sexually. The handcuffs are just a toy Tiana likes to use sometimes” I answered, she sat them on the top of the nightstand then reached in the drawer again pulling out a box I had almost forgotten getting for Tiana.
“Is this a game” she asked
“Well yes, it’s a kind of sex game for a couple” I said thinking how odd it was to openly explain this to an eleven year old.
“A couple. Like us! How do you play? Can we?” She pleaded while climbing on the bed sitting down cross legged and opening the box
“Well, you draw a card, the youngest draws first, when you flip the card over it tells you want to do to prepare, then once you are ready you lift the flap on the card and it tells you the challenge. We can play, IF you want, but you have to promise me that if you don’t feel comfortable with something it asks or we are doing you will say so and we will stop.” I said climbing on the the bed across from her
“Ok, I think you are just worried I’m going to beat you” She said playfully as she pulled out the top card and flipped it over. “You need a timer, and handcuffs or a rope. Undress your partner then have them undress you before lifting the flap” she read aloud, before leaning back to grab the handcuffs. I pulled up the stopwatch on my phone and set it on the bed.
“Well I guess you first then” she said, grabbing the bottom of my shirt and lifting it over my head. When I looked at her face the terror was apparent. She was staring straight at my abs. I don’t have a chiseled physique by any means but do have a poorly defined six pack, made easier to see since I currently lack all body hair.
“What’s wrong Laney?” I asked
“Uhh, nothing…it’s just..you know, the guy my dad was going to trade me to. He had those too, it just makes me worried.” she stuttered
“I can understand it might bring back some bad memories, we can stop if you want” I offered
“It’s not that that worries me, it's more that you might be like him in other ways” she said tentatively
“I already told you I’m not like him, I like you just the way you are. And I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want ever” I said trying to be reassuring
“Yeah I know you aren’t mean like him, but…” she said trailing off as she searched for words
“You said we can stop whenever, right?” she asked sheepishly
“Of course, and it doesn’t mean you are quitting, no one should ever be forced to do something sexual they don’t want to do,” I reassured her.
“Ok can you lay on your back and I’ll keep going, for now” she said tentatively
I laid down on my back as she crawled up between my legs and grabbed the sides of my boxers slowly pulling down bending my erection down with it. As soon as my circumcised erect shaft popped out above the band she let out an audible sigh of relief.
“Guess I didn’t need to worry, his was humongous…it wouldn’t fit and I cried..” she said trailing off. I waited a few minutes not moving as she sat on her feet between my legs catatonic, finally she seemed to come back to our world.
“I think you and Tiana are the only girls who have praised it for being small” I said as she resumed removing my boxers.
“Your turn small stuff” she said with a forced smile lifting her arms above her head and rising to her knees. Was she trying to convince me or herself that she was fine?
“We can take a break if you want” I offered as I sat up and scooted over to her, something in her expression told me she needed me to keep this going. I grabbed the bottom of her shirt pulling it over her head knocking off her glasses in the process, she picked them up and set them on the nightstand while I admired her body. Close up her body was amazing. Her white bra contrasted perfectly with her tan skin. Her belly was nearly flat with an oval belly button stretched vertically. I locked eyes with hers. I put my arms around her as my hands searched up her smooth back finding her thin bra strap with a solitary hook on the clasp. It opened easily with a pop as the clasp released and the front of her bra fell forward. I left my hands on her smooth back as she lowered her arms and the bra fell onto the bed. Our eyes were still locked. She leaned forward and softly kissed my lips, holding for a few seconds before she broke the kiss.
Turning her head to the side and looking down in embarrassment “Sorry about the kiss. I don’t know what got into me” she said “A guy doesn’t kiss a whore on the lips” she added obviously matching the tone of someone else. I felt anger swell within me, what sort of tool… that was for a later time. I gently grasped her chin between my right finger and thumb, lifting and turning her to face me again.
“You” I said before moving forward and kissing her firmly, holding until I felt her relax “Are not a whore.” I finished as we broke, she smiled this time with a genuine happy smile. I put my left hand on her back and dropped my right to her chest, lowering her to the bed. I slid my hands to her sides and down to her panties, hooking each side with one finger. Looking her in the eyes I asked “May I?”. She nodded, only slightly hesitating. I slowly pulled down revealing her upper tanline then smooth pubic mound, finally revealing the perfectly smooth lips with the faintest hint of her clitoral hood peaking out. She lifted her feet when I reached them allowing me to remove them completely, then she bent her knees putting her feet flat on the bed while her knees dropped toward the bed spreading her thighs apart. Her slit opened just enough for me to see into her pink canal and admire the perfect starburst anus below it. She took two deep breaths then sat up.
“I guess now we are ready to open the flap on the card” she said picking it up from the bed, and lifting the flap and reading: “Race to the big G: your partner ties or cuffs your hand in front of you, then lays flat on their back and starts the timer, you must stimulate them to orgasim as quickly as you can using any means you choose. Then trade roles the fastest time wins” I sighed in relief it was a tame one.
“What is orgasim?” she asked confused
“An orgasim is the most intense sexual pleasure you can feel. For a boy, we orgasim when we cum, shoot the stuff out of our penis. Have you seen that?” I explained
“Oh yeah I know how to make a boy do that,” she said, seeming relieved.
“Girls can orgasim too, it’s less straightforward but similar when a girl is stimulated enough she will feel amazing and shake all over. As a bonus girls can have more than one back to back” I continued, her expression changing to intrigued as I spoke
“How do you stimulate a girl?” she asked, leaning back and looking down at her vulva as if searching for inspiration.
“Well there are a lot of ways, massaging their nipples, touching their clit” I pointed to hers “with your fingers or tongue, and putting things in her vagina are the most common ways” I offered trying to keep it simple
“Does that mean you will put your thing” she pointed at my penis “in me here” she pointed to her canal with a look of concern.
“Not if you don’t want me to, before we start we can make rules on what we aren’t allowed to do, is that a rule you want, that I can’t penetrate your vagina with my penis?” I offered, trying to use proper words as instructed.
“Yes, no penis in my vagina” she said with increasing confidence “…or my bum” she added
“Sounds good, what about other things could I put a finger or my tongue in” I asked to clarify. She pondered for a bit, “I think that’s fine, just no penis…at least not yet” she said.
“Ok then I guess we can start unless you want any other rules, the card said you go first” I said grabbing the handcuffs. “Nope I think that’s good” She said as she put her arms out and I cuffed them. I layed down on my back erection pointing at the ceiling then picked up the phone “Are you ready” I said as she was moving to position herself between my legs, only struggling slightly without her hands. When she was in position she nodded.
“Start” I said as I pushed the button
She quickly reached for my shaft with her hands, wrapping one set of small fingers at its base while the other cupped my sack. She smiled while lowering her head pausing the briefest moment when her lips touched the tip of my shaft. Before pushing the tip between her lips deftly using them to shield it from her teeth while almost instantly applying suction. Then moving slowly down the shaft and before pulling back, settling into a slow rhythm. I dropped the phone, grabbing a pillow next to me as the waves of pleasure shot through my body. When it seemed like I was about to burst she disengaged and began to lick up and down my shaft alternating sides holding the intensity at the edge of my tolerance. She held me there in her complete control for what seemed like an eternity. Changing approach again as she licked all the way down to my sack, teabagging each side in turn while stroking my shaft with her hand. I couldn’t help but moan.
Taking this as a que she returned my tip to her mouth but this time her spare hand didn’t cup my sack, she gently inserted one finger in my ass quickly finding the right spot, massaging as she bobbed much faster this time.
“It’s coming” I managed to say between moans
Her pace didn’t change, instead she increasingly focused on the tip, flicking its base with her tongue while increasing the suction. My load exploded into her mouth, she began to swallow quickly, only the smallest drop escaping. She let my shaft slide out of her mouth giving the tip one last flick with her tongue sending a shudder through my body. I dropped to the floor in front of her. “Was that ok Uncle?” she asked with a pleading grin
“Ok, that was the best I’ve ever had. That tongue of yours is amazing” I said exhaustedly groping for the phone to stop the time.
“But I probably won’t win, I was having so much fun playing with you I forgot to make it go fast.” she said looking slightly disappointed in herself
“I wouldn’t be so sure” I said “I’m not nearly as skilled as you, It’s not fair I wish I could make you feel this good” I said finding the energy to sit up
“How do I get these off?” she asked, holding her arms in front of me, I pushed the lever release and they fell off onto the bed. Then she grabbed her glasses and put them on.
“Your turn, and I want to watch you fail” she said, picking them up, I dutifully put my arms out and she cuffed me, laying back and grabbing the phone to reset the timer.
Let me get us in a better position first i said, I had given her that chance. I grabbed one of her legs and pulled her butt to the edge of the bed as I climbed down and knelt on the floor between her legs with one leg on each shoulder.
“Start” she said
I didn’t think someone so young could get that wet. I leaned in to enjoy her musk, a slight hint of urine with the sweetness of youthful cum. I used my tongue to lick up from the entrance of her wet canal until I found her clit. I began to gently flick it with my tongue, sending a shudder through her body, knowing I was in the right spot. I pushed in, lightly sucking her clit between my lips and beginning to stroke it with my tongue while applying a slowly pulsing suction. She began to moan loudly. Her back was arching as her muscles quivered. I gradually increased the tempo, while savoring the sweet taste. “Yes…like…that” she stammered out barely audibly. I kept increasing the tempo. She screamed with pleasure. I tilted my head slightly to the side allowing room for me to raise my bound hands and feel the entrance of her passage with a forefinger, finding it sufficiently lubricated I pushed in slightly just beyond the first knuckle and massaged the walls of her canal lightly. Her body responded with rhythmic squeezes of my finger. I increased the tempo one last time, finally I felt a tight squeeze on my finger followed by every muscle in her body tensing squeezing my head between her small thighs. I slowed to a stop and gently disengaged as she went limp. I sucked her juice off my finger as before releasing the cuffs and pushing her slowly back on the bed until only her knees dangled off the edge before I stood. I took time to admire the innocent beauty of her limp body, shivering slightly.