Show Ivona what you have learned with your fingers

You press Ivona back among the goose down pillows, kissing her lips and her neck and her shoulder. One hand holds her pinned, while your other hand travels down the curves of her body, over her ample bosom and towards the him of her gown. You gather it in your hand and begin you pull the soft fabric up her legs. You press your lips to her ear and whisper.

"I've taught myself a trick or two alone in the bath." You nibble at her earlobe and she shudders. "My fingers can do wonderful things. They can bring pleasure I could not even imagine."

You slide her bunched gown up her pale thighs to her underclothes. You leave the gown above her waist and your fingers slip into the warm gusset of her underwear. You feel her soft hair and hot mound beneath your fingers. She gasps and arches her back and thrusts her furrow against your fingertips.

"Ohhhhh...Sabine..." Ivona's sex brushes your fingers. You feel traces of slickness and the delicate warmth of her folds.

"Stroking the lips, just like this," you whisper, rubbing your fingers around her vulva and squeeze her mound to gently pinch her inner lips. Your thumb strokes along her groove, summoning more and more of her slick juices to your fingers. "That's just teasing. When I really want to feel nice, I have to find the pearl in the oyster."

Your fingers trace their path to the hood atop her sex. There you feel her button, firm and swollen, much larger than your own. It feels almost like the first knuckle of her littlest finger protruding from that delicate cove.

"Sabine, I can't...I can't take it!" Ivona squirms at your lightest touch. You press your fingers more purposefully against her clit, plucking at it and stroking it in circular motions.

Ivona lifts arches and humps against your fingers. Her mouth hangs irresistibly parted and you kiss her, thrusting your tongue into her mouth as her ass rises from the bed and her hot sex grinds against your fingertips. You work your fingers faster. Ivona, panting and kissing you, pauses to pull her gown off over her head. Her nipples strain beneath the soft fabric of her sling. She squeezes her large breasts, crying out your name again and again in a **** whisper.

"I feel as if I am going to burst!"

"You're very close now," you whisper. "Close indeed. Let go, Ivona."

Trembling, thighs quaking, she practically lifts off the bed entirely such is her lust. Her hips roll and her quim grinds relentlessly against your stroking fingers. You mercilessly stroke the fat tip of her clit until she clenches her teeth and begins to shudder violently. A whine of ecstasy escapes her lips as she cums for a very long time, shaking the bed in her clenching frenzy of pleasure.

When Ivona finally relaxes back onto the bed, she has a serene smile on her face. You stroke a dark lock from her sweat-damp forehead and give her a gentle kiss. Slowly, you slip your fingers from her underwear.

"Have I proved there is pleasure to be found without sacrificing our chastity?"

She nods.

She takes hold of the hand you used to strum her clit and brings it up to her lips. She looks into your eyes as her tongue squirms between your digits and then she sucks your fingers one by one. You are aroused but surprised by this lewd act.

"Now it is my turn to show you the tricks I have learned," says Ivona.

You feel a thrill of excitement as it strikes you that perhaps she knows a good deal more than you.