You're feeling adventurous... Damon!

"Damon." You blurt it out almost subconsciously. You have no idea why - you've never even seen a... penis... and the prospect is daunting and you just know Angelica would be safe but...

You're hot and flushed needy. You're not sure what you need, exactly, but safe isn't it. If you're to conquer this thing, you'll have to be brave. And whatever it is you're looking for, Damon may just have.

Aunt Lydia raises an eyebrow, like she's surprised, but after a second she gives a firm nod. "Good choice, darling. He'll do you good."

She clears her throat and tells everyone she's off to bed, starting a round of "good nights" as everyone gets up to start cleaning and getting ready for bed. You see her catch Damon's eye and nod at him, and he grins and nods back before siding up to you.

"I'll take you back to your room - I know how easy it is to get lost in here." He whispers in your ear, before taking your hand and leading you out back through the double doors you came in from.

Your mind is fogging up with lust as he guides you through the hallways, too distracted to notice anything except the throbbing between your legs. It feels like a life time and no time at all before you're standing in your room again, Damon closing the door behind you both.

In the semi darkness of the room you can feel his eyes on you. He ambles over by the bed and turns on a lamp on the bedside table, then turns back towards you.

"What do you want?" He asks. The question takes you by surprise.

"I don't know." You reply, honestly enough. You just want to cum, the details are hazy.

"Hmmm. Do you not, really? I guess not. Let's find out."

He walks up to you, spins you around until your back is pressed up against him, and walks you to the side of the room. To a full length mirror, you realise in a haze.

"Now..." he leans and whispers into your ear, his eyes finding yours in the mirror and holding your gaze, "take off your clothes."

Your hands are shaking, but you do as you're told, the need too much to ignore. Damon's gaze feels like fire as he watches you strip in the mirror, his eyes roaming over the newly exposed parts of your body. You feel your nipples pebble as the cool air hits them, and you whimper when your panties finally come off. You're so wet you can feel the liquid dripping down your thighs.

You stand, shaking and naked infront of the mirror, waiting.

Damon lips are close to your ear as he breathes.

"Touch your breasts. Play with you nipples, pull on them. Make it hurt, just a little."

You mindlessly do as your told, whimpering as you pinch and tug at your sensitive nipples.

"Talk to me. Tell me how it feels." You can't breathe, but you know you'll have to do as he says if you want more.

"Go-ood." You grit out. "But not... enough..."

"Mhh, I bet it's not enough. I can smell how wet you are, you know? You're dripping. You want your fingers in your pussy, right? In your pretty little cunt. You want to frigg your clit, just like Aunty Lydia showed you?"

You moan at his words, feeling the coil of want tighten low in your belly.

"Please" you whisper. "Yes. Please."

"Go on then. Rub your cunt for me. Right here."

You can feel your legs shaking as your fingers dive lower, **** to touch yourself where you know you need it. Your knees buckle, but before you can drop to the floor Damon's arm grabs you tight around the waist and pulls you up against him. You lean your weight back on him as you frig your clit mindlessly, feeling the hardness of him behind you as he holds you steady, his clothes rough against your naked skin.

His gaze in the mirror is too much, but when you try to turn away his free hand comes up to grab your chin, pulling you back to watch before settling lightly on your neck.

"Next time" he breathes, his eyes never leaving yours, "next time I'll make you cum myself. You'll be begging me to stop. But for now, tell me. Are you close?"

You can barely sob out a broken "yeee-e-es please please please" as your fingers fly over your swollen clit, the wet noises loud in the otherwise quiet room.

"Good. Now... cum."

The hand around your neck squeezes a little just as you feel your orgasm hitting you. Your body tightens, your cunt clenches and you hear yourself wail as you cum harder than you thought possible.

You drift in and out of consciousness after that, vaguely aware that Damon has wiped you down and put you to bed. You fall into a deep sleep almost immediately.