Kennedy Trask, shy young lady

Mirabella is dressed in a motherly fashion, with a dress going up her neck and her wig tied back in a big bun. She is humming softly and sitting on her work bed when a new client enters her room.

Kennedy Trask is a pretty blonde, looking to be in her early twenties. She has expressive brown eyes and some prominent front teeth, which Mirabella finds rather cute. Kennedy is wearing a blue vest with a knee-length pleated white skirt.

Mirabella pats the bed and gives her a sweet-sounding, "come." The young lady freezes at first, then takes a few deep breaths before joining her on the bed. She is obviously quite nervous.

She sits down on Mirabella's right, clutching the hem of her skirt, her cheeks taking a furious crimson shade. Mirabella loves how expressive human faces are. They're ridiculously easy to read.

"So," the martian asks while placing one arm on the human's shoulder. "What brings you here today, sweetie?"

She grips her skirt tighter and closes her eyes a if focusing on what she wants to say.

"Take your time, dear." She trails a finger into her soft blond locks, and then puts her other hand gently on Kennedy's left wrist.

The human speaks slowly, as if each words require her to build up some courage before uttering it: "I've never been with another woman before. And I've never been with... you know, a non-human."

"You're trying to figure out if you're attracted to other women?"

"N-No... I have no doubt that I am bisexual. I'm definitely attracted to feminine people. I am definitely attracted to you."

As soon as the words leave her mouth, her cheeks burn brighter, much to Mirabella's joy. "Thank you, that is flattering," the older woman whispers.

"Would it be fine if we started with some kissing first?" the human asked, her eyes widening nervously as if her request was irrational.

"We can do whatever you want, darling."

Mirabella grabs her by the back of the neck and gently pulls her into a kiss. The human's long lashes flutter when her mouth is invaded by a lively martian tongue.

For Mirabella, the kiss is decent. For Kennedy, it looks to be quite blissful. When their lips part, the blonde is gasping and breathing hard, and her eyes are clouded with lust.

"Oh fuck, this is gooood..." Kennedy brushes her lips with her fingers. She gives Mirabella a pleading look, and the motherly martian smiles before kissing her again. They make out for several more minutes, over which the young lady acts more adventurous; She pushes her own tongue forward and gives the martian's lips gentle tug with her teeth.

But she didn't come here just to kiss, and eventually she gathers the courage to ask for more. "I want to be touched, you know, down there."

"Do you want to undress for me, or do you want me to slip my hand under your skirt?"

Kennedy takes a second to think it over, during which Mirabella enjoys observing her flustered and blushing face. "Fully-dressed, I think."

"That's fine with me." Mirabella moves behind her, kneeling at her back while Kennedy sits on the side of the bed.

When she poses her head against the blonde's back, she hears her excited heartbeat and quickened breathing. And she is exquisitely warm, enough for her to feel it through her heated dress.

Kennedy sucks in a breath as she watches Mirabella's hand moving across her belly, then down her thigh. The martian's deft hand pulls back on the skirt, aiming for the sweet wet prize beneath. If she thought her back was warm, it's nothing compared to her crotch.

Mirabella's finger trace the shape of her client's vulva through the fabric of her soaked underwear. She can feel the outline of her labia, and Kennedy lets out a cute sound when she brushes against her clitoris. Slowly, she moves beneath the waistband and slides down against Kennedy's skin. Her pubis feels smooth, cleanly shaved. Her vulva is so drenched that Mirabella's fingers slides between her lips with ease. The young lady lets out a muffled moan, her own hand pressed against her mouth.

"You don't need to silence yourself, sweetie. If you want to make noise..." She pushes her fingers inside. "... then make as much noise as you want. The point of Wonderland is to let loose." She places her lips against her soft warm neck, and uses her free hand to grab onto a breast.

It takes a few seconds for Kennedy to take her hand off; As soon as she does, the room quickly fills with the sound of her pleasure.

Mirabella's hand moves with the expertise of someone who's been masturbating women for decades, and Kennedy's voice grows louder and higher with every flick.

"Tells me what feels good, darling," Mirabella whispers against her client's ear.

"Everything, Stars! Please don't stop your fingers."

"Tell me when you're close, will you?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Kennedy's whole body starts moving in sync with Mirabella's finger. She grasps the martian's wrists, pulling her closer against her.

"Oh! I'm getting close!"

"Cum for me, sweetie."

A high-pitched squeal fills the room, and then Mirabella learns that Kennedy is a squirter. Getting her hand sprayed with cunt juice doesn't slow Mirabella's fingers, and she keeps pleasuring the blonde until her orgasm becomes obviously too intense to handle.

"... c-can't... mmmmmmhh... too much... aaahhh..."

When Mirabella removes her hand, the blonde is shaking from head to toes. She pulls her onto the bed, allowing her to rest her head on the pillow as she recovers from the intense climax.

Mirabella lays down beside her and gives her some time to breathe, all the while brushing her hair with her fingers (using the hand that isn't covered in grool and squirt).

Kennedy recovers after a few minutes, then turns towards Mirabella. "Did... Did I do good?"

Without skipping a beat, Mirabella responds in a sincere and soothing tone, "of course, sweetie. You've been wonderful." She's seen her fair share of shy and insecure clients, so she's gotten good at giving them what they need.

She grabs the young woman with one arm and pulls her against her heated padded bust, kissing the top of her head.

"Is it okay if we cuddle for the rest of my time?" she asks, pressing her face against Mirabella's chest.

"It's absolutely okay, darling."

At the end of the session, when Kennedy gets up to leave, there is a glimmer in her eyes that wasn't present before. She gives Mirabella a bright smile and a big hug before going out.

Mirabella watches her leave, then mutters, "Stars, I love my job."