Notes: Before we get started, I just wanted to say
I, Lady Valtaya AM a real live Nympho… Now, unfortunately for me, I also
have this odd desire for commitment, and yet I can’t
seem to stop playing with the wrong guys. Abstaining is getting harder
all
the time… explains all the lemons I keep posting…
Bulma put in the story that she is one, as a JOKE!! I was serious, about
myself. Believe me, she and I both know what a nympho
is.
… Oh Yeah, one of my faves… Yes!! Veggie head was making
snide comments about Goku’s technique… but Bulma’s editor
took them out!! Veggie, we will learn in this chapter
was very pissed about them not being in here too!! The editor decided she
was too young for this when Veggie described (graphically)
how to properly hunt down ones mate… including forcefully
stripping her, and claiming dominance over the wayward
minx by pinning her to the ground or up against a tree, rock…
wherever she stopped running, kissing and licking
her slowly stopping only when the female begs to be taken, and not allowing
her to touch him or escape until she does. I’ve actually
done that… err had it done to me, Logan (the older one of my two
Saiyan like lovers) I never knew a moonlit forest
could be so romantic… or such a turn on.
…Oh yeah… and one more thing I need to respond to.
Where did I get that crazy idea that virgins are shy about sex? Well,
does anyone remember WAY back in the Author’s notes,
when I said a character completely different from Bulma originally
wrote this?? Well, this character was in a Medieval
setting, when girls didn’t talk about sex or they would find themselves
on a
one-way trip to a convent or the streets, or a temple
sponsored whorehouse… oooh doesn’t that sound fun?? (Sarcasm literally
drips from my keyboard). To understand why a
woman in such a setting would dare to write something like this, one would
have to understand the character and that would take
too damn long and too much space on here. But that is also the reason
that we are calling prostitutes barmaids I didn’t
rewrite Bulma’s Author Notes and the first chapter the way I was going
to… I
apologize for the oversight there. Oh yes, and the
friend who asked Bulma about help… uh relaxing shall we say, was Chichi,
as
if most of you guys didn’t already know!!
**** This is not my scheduled chapter 4, I know, but
I’m hoping to get some lemons from some of you wonderful peoples out
there!!! And this is just a weird idea I had. Ready
Severina?? Here it is for you and ME (yep I can admit it too) and a couple
of
other people who begged to remain anonymous… The masturbation
chapter!!
EEEK… do I dare?? Uh, yeah, probably… quite obviously
I’ll try anything once!
The art of pleasing ones’ self.
I moaned, knowing he wanted me to ask him to go down
on me again… but it was so intense! His mouth manipulated me in
ways I had never dared to dream of, even in my wildest fantasies before
our first night together. After the way he had nearly
driven me crazy earlier, I wasn’t sure how I’d survive it! On the other
hand, I craved the attention that he lavished on me when
he was making love to me with his kisses. Taking a deep breath, I took
another piece of ice and let him lay me on my back, the
trembled as I let the ice slip lightly over my skin, enjoying the shivers
it caused when it touched my hip, and continued lower.
Right above the delicate mound of flesh that was already aching to
feel his touch, I stopped and looked into his eyes.
Vegeta smirked at my hesitation and rolled his eyes.
“ The little minx can’t handle the game she started? “
Looking away, I gasped sharply as I spread my thighs
and the remains of the now tiny ice cube melted across the heat of my
desire. “ Well, what are you waiting for? “
“ Why do you resist it when we both know you enjoy
the way I touch you? Don’t tell me you’re afraid of touching yourself.
You know you haven’t done anything wrong. I happen to think there is
nothing as sensual as a woman who knows how and
when she wants to be touched. ”
“ I… but he… wasn’t much for playing around… I never
got to… “
“ Worthless human. I told you he knows nothing about
women… “
Well, what to say as I blush furiously at my subject
matter for this chapter… Well, the above was an actual conversation that
I once had with Vegeta, and while I was in the middle of making love
to him at the time, rather than alone, it did make me think
of some very interesting points. First, this is our body we’re stuck
with it for the rest of our lives, why do so many of us feel
embarrassed about taking pleasure in our own touch? Why is it ok to
touch your lover with any part of your body that you want
to, but wrong to let your fingers caress your own? The longer I wondered
about that, the more backwards it started to seem.
In some ways, Vegeta is very much a creature of the
wild, he trusts his instincts, knows his strengths, weaknesses and isn’t
afraid to trust his body and its reactions. Much of what he says and
does are actions guided by instinct and gut reaction, rather
than careful planning, or pure emotion. This makes him unpredictable,
and even dangerous at times, but I know that even as
vicious and temperamental as he is sometimes, he’s still my husband,
lover, the other half of my heart and soul. He wouldn’t hurt
me and he finds my emotions, and my trusting nature just as vexing
as I find him and the intense fire that burns in his heart and
the instincts that shape him into the warrior, the prince that I love
so much… Yes, I admit it Vegeta, you ARE my beloved dark
prince.
Well, anyway, the point I was making, was that Vegeta
doesn’t have these silly inhibitions, that most of us seem to, and he
has spent years helping me get rid of mine. To his own ends, I can
assure you, sex is so much better when you aren’t busy
thinking it’s awfully strange that you liked it when your fingers just
brushed your hip while your lover is kissing you. If you are
used to your body, and familiar with your pleasure centers, sex then,
becomes a whole lot more interesting.
Speaking of that Saiyan… I wonder where he went,
anyway… he’s around here somewhere, and I can feel it. After that
incredible oral sex chapter he hasn’t been doing much training, * evil
laughter * unless one counts what’s been going on in our
bedroom, and I know he doesn’t… Well, since he’s not here at the moment,
I suppose I’d better quit stalling and get down to
business.
Well, masturbation… does this word embarrass you?
Does it make you want to throw this book across the room… or does
it just turn you on? If you are one of those people who aren’t embarrassed,
or angered by this word, then you’re pretty lucky.
For a long time I couldn’t even say that out loud without giggling,
let alone type it out and present a chapter on it. Hell, if
someone had told me 25 years ago that I’d be writing this book I’d
have committed them to the nearest sanitarium. If they’d
said Vegeta would be helping me it would’ve taken away the surprise,
but I still would’ve said he’d be writing it, I’d be uh…
observing as he calls it. Still, as good as he is…I just don’t think
I could ever be so cruel to an editor as to make them try
censoring him. Yes, you guessed it; he’s still mad at poor Susan for
uh, well editing what he said about Goku and Chichi, back
in Chapter 3. I thought her rewrite was adorable, but Vegeta was NOT
happy. Anyway, she promised not to do that again,
so… He prowls out of the shadows like a leopard, and demands to see
what I’ve written…
He gives me an odd look after he gets done…
then he smirks. “ You have absolutely no idea what you’re writing, this
time,
do you? “
I glare at him. I know what I want to say,
but the words elude me and since he’s here… my hands are shaking. I don’t
know what’s worse, muddling through this chapter alone, or the amusement
in those midnight eyes. “ You think you can do
better? “
Obviously. Women… I still do not understand
how an entire species could need help with its mating practices and habits,
but from what I have observed of this rock, the minx is right. I also
find it amusing that one would turn to a book for this type of
assistance, but since she is mine, and her ideas are occasionally worth
sharing… I will continue allowing her to proceed.
This planet has many rules and taboos that govern
its sexual practices, the subject of this chapter being one of the major
ones. Most of them designed to limit individuality and freedom, to
create the illusion of what is normal and acceptable. I find it
amusing that any culture can get so caught up in its own rules that
they could ever become fearful of their own bodies. This is
much different from my home planet and the various places where I grew
up. Of course, much of known space was changed
dramatically during Frieza’s expansion of the Kold Empires, including
the extermination and forced enslavement of various life
forms, and the creation of a race of pleasure slaves.
The woman demands her manuscript back… Not going
to happen. Since Frieza often offered The Rhinarian Pleasure slaves
belonging to him to those who served him, mating between the various
races who were included in the Empire, actually got to
be quite common, and broadened the spectrum of sex and pleasure to
reflect the attitudes and opinions of the different races
included. Strangely, many of these new hybrids were hated by both parent
races, but that did little to stop the problem, and
Frieza took the unwanted hybrids into his armies. Although the Pleasure
Slaves, particularly the specially bred Rhinarian females
were attractive in a physical sense, they had no free will of their
own, and no passion, no desire, only an inborn need for
attention, particularly from their master, they were very loyal, but
not notably intelligent and lacking fire and pride, they could be
mischievous and flirtatious, but did so more out of training than actually
having any desire to play. Frieza never could understand
that all living things need passion and free will if they are really
alive, and that’s why none of his little slaves were attractive to
Saiyans.
Since masturbation is generally thought of as the
way in which one satisfies sexual desire alone, no doubt many of you humans
are wondering why it would be a topic covered in a book written to
improve sex between partners, allow me to explain. The
more familiar you are with your own body, you will more easily be able
to control your arousal and thus you will last longer and
be more aware of what your partner is feeling. Also, if you experiment
together, you will be able to learn new techniques and
adapt the way you touch her to reflect the way she touches herself,
although that will also teach her what you like.
As she stated in earlier chapters, by nature men
are more aggressive than women, so most often, men are expected to lead
during sex. Most of the time, we don’t see that as a problem. But one
of the keys to good sex is occasional variety; the toys we
have discussed in previous chapters are good ways to create variety,
but something that works equally well, is masturbation.
Touch is always extremely erotic, and even shy females can learn to
enjoy her own body if you show her that she is turning you
on. Few men can truthfully say that the idea of watching a beautiful
woman touching her body doesn’t turn them on. If you are
not honest with yourself, about what turns you on, your sex life will
suffer. If you’re thinking that you don’t know what turns you
on, you either need to fantasize more or you need more help than this
book can give you.
Sex should never be forced, and it should not feel
as if one of you isn’t interested in it. Don’t approach your mate for sex
just
because it’s that night of the week again. That kills desire and will
only cause problems later. Instead, if you have a particular
night where you have sex, let her come to you. If she doesn’t,
apparently you aren’t missing anything. As my mate also said,
women have sexual needs too, they just surface a little differently
in women. Women aren’t usually as direct as we men are in
bed either, so if you want her to come to you, pay attention. When
she first became my mate, the minx expressed desire shyly,
soft kisses, lacy, frilly bedclothes and she would snuggle up to me,
but the clue that usually got my attention was her scent.
Female desire has a very unique scent, but you humans probably can’t
detect it until you are already touching her… Speaking of
that, she wants me right now. Hmm. How cute. She’s denying it and threatening
me with the couch.
I think she ought to demonstrate the subject of this
chapter, since she’s turned on, anyway… She’s still denying it, but as
I
draw her on top of me, teasing her with a kiss, she may be threatening
me with the couch, but we both know I know exactly
how to change her mind. She is very stubborn, my mate is fiercely proud,
independent and passionate… explains my attraction,
and changing her mind is a challenge I take very seriously.
I slip my arms around her waist and arrange her body
so that she is straddling my hips, she moans softly as she realizes that
she is very wet against me. The intimate contact between our bodies
makes it obvious to her that I am controlling my arousal, I
want her, but not enough that she can tell at the moment. I am purring
softly as the stubborn minx tries to escape, she knows her
surrender is inevitable, but I would expect nothing less than to have
her try to leave. She stops squirming as our lips meet, again
she tries not to react, but when I kiss her slowly it makes her want
me more. Our kisses become more passionate, and deeper,
but still I don’t give her any other sign that I want her. I continue
to purr, knowing she likes the more feral noises I make when
we are together.
Her body temperature is rising steadily and she moves her
hips demandingly against me, but I am enjoying knowing she wants
me to touch her too much to give in, so soon. As I start typing again
she moans softly, whispering my name. Something in her
eyes and in her quiet plea tugs at my soul for an instant but I shrug
it off. The minx will get what she wants, but it was her idea to
do this chapter, and I think it’s only fair that she demonstrate this
subject. Quite often she tries to refuse to touch herself when
we are alone too, but this feels different. She doesn’t want what she
does to seem awkward to you humans she knows I will
write it down. I tell her not to worry, that she probably already does.
I let her hit me with a pillow but she’s giggling as I put her
on her back, kissing her thoroughly. I smirk and give her one of her
infamous glow in the dark vibrators and go back to typing.
She giggles nervously looking at her favorite toy,
I have never seen her play with it alone, but it works very well when I
am
taking her from behind, and she also likes it when I am going down
on her. She scowls at me, for writing that, putting her toy on
the bed and reaches over for her lemonade on the nightstand. She takes
a drink and fishes out a piece of ice. She sighs softly,
closing her eyes as her fingers stroke her body with the ice. She begins
at her neck, her satiny skin shimmers softly beneath the
light of the lamp next to me. She keeps her eyes closed, but as she
moves lower, her thighs part as if on their own. Her soft
moans get louder, and I have to admit I want to touch her. I don’t
give in though, and I don’t distract her. As the last of the ice
in her drink melts, she has not touched herself where she wants it
most. Instead, she teased me with touching her body
everywhere else. Her skin still has a diamond-like sheen in the light
as she reaches for the vibrator I can’t help but find her even
more beautiful at this moment. She closes her eyes and slowly licks
the end of her toy before turning it on. I hear myself growl,
low in my throat and realize for an instant that I almost felt jealous
of the stupid piece of plastic she is sucking on. She opens her
legs and turns it on, moaning in anticipation; she looks at me wondering
why I haven’t pounced on her yet. I just smirk, and tell
her to proceed. The minx closes her eyes, and arches her back, drawing
the vibrator softly over her sex. She is too aroused to
move slowly though, and I have never seen her so willing to touch herself
this way.
Although I want to take her, I don’t want to see
her stop. She has never reached climax alone when she knows I am
watching her. She distracts me, whispering my name again, as she lets
the vibrator slip deep into her, and her fingertips massage
the delicate bud that controls her desire. When she is this slick and
wet I must fight my instincts to avoid touching her. If she is
finally willing to bring herself to orgasm, I won’t stop her –not even
to help. The low setting of her toy is only making her hotter,
she isn’t reaching her peak, and knowing that makes me want her more.
The minx has a high pleasure threshold, I started
making certain of that years ago, but that stamina seems to be testing
me now. I focus for a moment on my breathing, reminding
myself that I’m supposed to be observing her this time.
The minx moans softly as she strokes one of her breasts with
her free hand and draws it to her lips, her tongue flickers across
the straining tip and I realize I have started to purr again. I smirk,
still purring as our eyes lock. Sapphire pools glimmer beneath
long lashes, as she continues to glide the vibrator softly over her
clit. She isn’t sending her thoughts, but I know them anyway,
and finally her eyes close as the toy is moved to a higher setting.
I feel her disappointment when her enticement wasn’t
accepted, but as much as I like her desire for me, I am enjoying this
game too much to let her distract me.
She continues to tease her body with her fingers,
and the vibrator and I continue to type, vaguely aware that I am still
purring.
Her moans and sighs become louder, more insistent as I continue to
watch, I can feel her frustration, and her nervousness. I
can’t help rolling my eyes at her reluctance to accept orgasm from
her own actions, when she’s come this far. I pretend not to
watch her, it frustrates her more, but I know she will start to pretend
she’s ignoring me as well.
All of my other senses are locked on her, and I know that
she’s getting closer. I can almost taste the sweat on her skin and I
growl softly, making a conscious effort to control my breathing and
my pulse trying to think of something else, but I can tell it
isn’t going to work much longer. The bed bounces slightly as she spreads
her legs wider and turns the vibrator on to its highest
setting. She curses at me under her breath and I smirk in spite of
my own undeniably aroused state as she thrusts her hips up,
while pushing her toy in. She gasps, but does it again, deeper and
harder this time. She gives several sharp shuddering breaths,
before collapsing onto her pillow… and that is my cue to reward her
exquisite performance.
Chapter 5? - Forthcoming
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