Naughty Temptations

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

The next night Esther had the looking glass ready on the pillow beside her, and as soon as she’d helped Cessie undress she said, “May I look at you and touch you? If touching is learning, I’d like to learn all about you as well as about myself.”

“Of course.”

“Lie in the center of my bed and tell me if you don’t like anything. You might not like the same things I like done to me.”

Esther took her time, stroking and rolling Cessie’s n*****s, the way she liked to touch her own, and smoothing her palms over the undersides of Cessie’s breasts. Cessie’s mounds were smaller than hers, and her n*****s much more brown, but her entire body shivered when Esther stroked and petted her breasts.

“Having you touch me is much better than when I do it myself,” Cessie said.

“I’m very pleased that is so, but I wonder why. It would seem more logical that touching oneself would be better because a person knows what they like.”

“Mmm.”

Esther smiled. It seemed Cessie liked her touch so much she couldn’t even speak in full sentences anymore.

Esther knew men liked to suckle women’s breasts. She couldn’t imagine why when there was no milk for them to drink. But it gave her the idea to lie beside Cessie and continue to tease one breast and n****e with her hand, while placing her mouth over the other one and sucking gently.

Soon Cessie’s hips were thrashing up off the bed as Esther painted wet lines with her tongue over Cessie’s breasts, and rubbed and stretched her n*****s, sucking them, elongating them, and then teasing the globes of her breasts with her hands and mouth.

She reached down to Cessie’s private parts, locating her c******s and rubbing it gently as she sucked a breast.

“Harder. More.”

Esther obliged, pressing firmly, sucking harder, and reveling in the way Cessie’s whole body was reaching out to her, craving release. Esther wanted nothing more than to please Cessie, to give her perfect pleasure, to bring her to a peak even better than she’d ever had before.

When Cessie collapsed back on the bed, shaking with her release, Esther lay partly over her body to kiss her lips properly, stroking her sides to soothe her and panting with the joy of what they’d achieved together.

Instead of cuddling her and resting though, Cessie said, “My turn. Lie down.”

Esther did so, looking forward to learning what a mouth on her breasts would feel like, and knowing that it’d be good, because Cessie had enjoyed it.

Despite being attracted to several women in the past Esther had never said or done anything about it. Although somehow Patience had guessed. She still had no idea how Patience knew. The kiss she’d shared with Cessie had been her first kiss, and no one other than herself had ever touched her n*****s. Until now. Now Cessie would touch them and Esther was thrilled and excited and filled with a longing she couldn’t explain even to herself. All she knew was that she wanted Cessie as her friend, and as her lover. Both roles now and forever.

Cessie slid over her body and settled between her legs, her mouth level with Esther’s breasts. She looked up into Esther’s face and said, “I want to pleasure you. I want to make you shake with passion.”

And then she sucked one of Esther’s n*****s deep into her mouth and rolled it over the roof of her mouth. Esther hissed in pleasure. “Oh, my.”

She held onto Cessie’s shoulders, waiting to see what her lover would do next. For the longest time Cessie licked lines up and down her ribcage and over her belly. Finally she dived back onto Esther’s breasts, flicking her tongue over Esther’s n*****s, before licking them and suckling them. Esther had to push her own hand into her mouth to prevent herself from crying out with the exquisite pleasure the sucking was sending racing through her veins.

To her amazement, instead of bringing her to the peak which was so close, Cessie slid farther down her body, placed her lips over Esther’s sweetness of Venus and sucked on it.

The pleasure was so intense Esther’s eyes slammed shut and she gasped. Her hips pushed her pelvis up into Cessie’s wicked mouth, without any thought from Esther, who was still trying to catch her breath without coughing.

“Oh my,” she whispered huskily.

Cessie grinned up at her. “I thought you might like that.”

Esther teased her. “I’m not sure. Perhaps you should do it again, so I can decide.”

“If I do it again you’ll reach the peak of your pleasure and our games will be over for today.”

“They don’t have to be. You could rest in my bed for a while. It’d be nice to cuddle together and talk some more.”

“It’s too dangerous. If we both fell asleep I might not wake up until the men servants were awake.”

Esther sighed. “You’re right of course.”

And then she couldn’t think at all as Cessie sucked her c******s again and again until her pleasure sparked throughout her body and left her shaking in Cessie’s arms. They hugged and cuddled for a while, before Cessie had to leave.

But they would see each other again tomorrow night. Esther lay back down with a smile on her face, knowing she’d found the one person in the world with whom she could truly be happy.

*****

Cessie’s life settled in a different routine now that Lady Esther was living with the Barringtons. Lady Patience often took Lady Esther with her when they visited the tenants and other landowners around the area. She sometimes took little Edward as well, leaving Cessie to help the nursery maid with baby Anne, or to prepare lessons for George and William, or even to have some free time.

Cessie’s hour in the library with Esther happened most days, which was a true gift to them both, and every night Cessie slipped into Esther’s room. Sometimes they lay and cuddled each other. Sometimes they pulled the blankets up over their heads and talked, and often they explored each other’s bodies, learning new things all the time.

They particularly enjoyed sucking each other’s sweetness of Venus simultaneously. It was a real challenge to bring Esther to her peak while Esther was doing her best to bring Cessie to her own climax. They’d learned so much about each other they both knew what was most likely to have the other aching for release and unable to concentrate on giving while she received.

Cessie arrived in the library first today. She looked up at the top shelf and wondered what else might be up there that would surprise them both. Apart from the mathematical books she had a faint memory of some other books in Latin. She still loved the tiny poetry book of Lucius Livius Andronicus, and would be very happy to find another one like it. She couldn’t imagine any other book like De Re Anatomica. She had trouble believing even one such book existed never mind a second.

Cessie unlatched the ladder and moved it where she’d looked that other day, several weeks before. She climbed up to the top shelf and gently pushed the mathematical books aside and began looking at each book, occasionally lifting one off the shelf to open it and glance inside.

In among some rather dry looking tomes, Cessie found a copy of a textbook named The Eton Latin Grammar. “This will be perfect for teaching William and George,” she said.

“What will?” asked Esther coming into the library and closing the door behind her.

“This book. Be careful, it has loose papers between the leaves.” Cessie handed it down to Esther and continued looking along the shelf, lifting out a thick volume of history and reading the title page.

“This book is amazing. I think my father must have used it when he was at school,” said Esther. She walked over to a chair and sat down leafing through the small book.

Cessie had been watching Esther instead of what she was doing, and several books fell over on the shelf. She laid the one she was holding down on top of the books on the next lower shelf, and began picking up the ones that had fallen, standing them upright. Something had been hidden behind them. Wondering if there was another book like De Re Anatomica, Cessie pushed the books down the shelf a little way, to reach back and grab what had been concealed.

“There’s something hidden here,” she whispered to Esther, pulling a velvet bag out from behind the books.

It was much the same weight as a book, but quite the wrong shape. It was as wide as her index finger was long, and a little longer than the distance from her thumbnail to the top of her smallest finger when her hand was stretched out wide.

“What is it?” asked Esther coming over to stand beside the ladder.

“I have no idea but I plan to find out.” Cessie climbed down the ladder and stood with Esther. She opened the drawstring of the velvet bag and pulled out a carved wooden box.

“It’s not heavy enough to be jewels, but it’s not light either,” Esther said weighing it in her hands.

Cessie lifted the lid and inside was a beautiful wooden phallus carved with intricate details. More details even than the sketches in the anatomy book.

“What? Why?” asked Esther staring at her.

“Do you think one of your ancestors might have been like us?”

*****

Esther had never thought of that. Or of experiencing a phallus inside her. She’d been resigned to the idea of accepting any of Erasmus’s friends had they offered for her, and to the sure knowledge that she’d need to give the man an heir. She’d been prepared to do her best to be a helpful and dutiful wife. But the thought of experimenting with a phallus for fun, for enjoyment, had never crossed her mind.

It was crossing her mind now though. Her brain was almost exploding with all kinds of thoughts about Cessie using the toy on her, she using it on Cessie, of them using it on themselves and watching each other while they did. So many possibilities.

“We’d need to be very careful the first few times. They say a woman’s first time can be very painful,” she said.

“I’ve heard that as well, but I think that we know each other so intimately we’d be able to use this so the only result is a lot of pleasure. But we probably need to oil it first,” Cessie said.

“I’ll take it up to my room and hide it while you put the books back the way they belong. Then we can talk about it tonight. We don’t have to use it immediately. And I want to look at that other book you found as well.”

Esther put the carved box back inside the drawstring bag and hurried up to her bedroom, placing it in the drawer with her scarves, gloves, reticules and jewelry. It would be unnoticed there. Her mind was still full of possibilities and wonder. Who among her family would have bought such a toy? Presumably the same person who’d placed it out of the way on the top shelf where the anatomy book had been as well.

When she returned to the library, the top shelf had been restored to order and Cessie was clipping the ladder back into place. They sat side by side and opened The Eton Latin Grammar. Its owner had scribbled many things on the pages, and loose sheets of paper also marked many places.

One section had been circled with “Must use this new word!!!” written beside it. Esther put her finger on the words and Cessie read them to her. “Floccī, naucī, nihilī, and pilī, all mean something of no value. It looks like the boys made this word, Floccinaucinihilipilification, from them and used it as some kind of code word or slang term.”

Esther grinned. “Floccinaucinihilipilification. I like that word. We must both make sure to use it soon.”

She and Cessie were joking together when the library door opened and Patience came in. “I’m glad you’re happy. I do love to hear your laughter,” she said.

“Cessie just found this book, The Eton Latin Grammar. It looks as though Father might have used it when he was at school.”

Patience just stared at her and said, “All right.” Then she smiled and turned to Cessie. “Cecilia you are much more to us than just a governess. We’re very fortunate indeed to have found you to care for our children and to educate Lord Stephen’s wards. But more importantly to be Lady Esther’s special friend. I think it would be much more appropriate if you had a bedroom on the same floor as Lady Esther rather than upstairs with the maids. The gold room opposite Lady Esther’s room would be ideal. Don’t you agree?”

Esther’s glance froze on her sister-in-law. How did Patience know? It seemed that Patience knew and understood everything. But more importantly she accepted them. Accepted what they were and what they wanted, and was encouraging them. Giving them her official, if unstated, approval.

Esther came out of her sense of shock, jumped up, and hugged Patience. “Thank you.”

Cessie stood as well, “Thank you very much, Lady Patience.”

“I’ll have everything moved this afternoon.” Patience gave them a knowing grin and left the library.

Esther turned and hugged Cessie. “I don’t know how she knows, but—”

“How she knows doesn’t matter. What matters is that she’s happy for us to be as we are. Now we can be together every night for evermore.”

“I love you, Cessie.”

“Oh Esther, I love you too, but I never thought I’d be able to say it out loud.”

Esther lifted her face up for the kiss she knew Cessie was about to give her. Their lips met, sealing their lives together.