Thread: A Little Sex Training {darkest_fate&DeliciousLust}

This girl better be ready for spankings, because all this childish behavior was putting that right in the forefront of Robbi's mind. She could already picture the pretty, petite Asian draped over her lap, that plump ass turned up to meet her, covered only in a thong or an equally daring set of panties. Listening to that voice whimper and count out as Robbi's hand came down, leaving red streaks along that nearly perfect rump. Nobody said that Robbi lacked for imagination. Very interactive, Robbi agreed, glad to see that Betty was at least willing to joke a little about it. She'd half expected a giggle to follow out of the little Asian, and was more than a little surprised to find the girl just kept right on going. Not at all surprising, however, was the history. It had played out about as Robbi expected. Chances were high that Betty had been the kind who'd been a cheerleader and popular enough to spend enough time on her back. Teenage boys never lasted long, particularly with hot girls. Robbi did make a mental note to ask if the Asian still had a cheerleader uniform, because maybe trying to go back to when she'd been more sexually active and confident would help. That and Robbi loved fucking girls in costumes. Only masturbating once or twice a week though that had Robbi's eyes raising. No wonder the poor thing had a shitty sex life. Robbi aimed for at least a few times a day, sometimes the more the merrier. How could Betty like sex if she didn't end up orgasming all that often? The girl definitely had to be missing something. But before Robbi could ask about the why, she saw the Asian moving to grab her breasts. The trainer leaned back, watching as a pair of perfectly perky tanned tits came into view for her. Robbi looked them over with a professional detachment, even as part of her gave the admittedly impressive pair a two syllable damn. The piercings were pretty damn hot too. Those are damn nice, the trainer admitted, before looking into Betty's eyes. But you'd better have gotten the checkup and shit. I don't care if you're the hottest piece of ass in the country, if you ain't clean, we ain't fucking. She nodded toward the girl's chest. You might wanna put those away too, unless you're looking for attention. Of course, the server had to come by while Betty still had her shirt rolled. The girl's eyes flicked toward the chest, widening for a bit. Fortunately Robbi slid a hand up with a decent amount of cash between the fingers, before taking her drink and setting it down on the table. Wasn't as if the servers hadn't seen shit like that before it would just become another good story. Robbi waited for the breasts to be tucked away before continuing You promise me you're clean, and we can keep going. You don't show me the records by tomorrow, and I'm kicking your hot little Oriental ass off my client list and blacklisting you. Can get your advice from Oprah or some self-help books, clear? She took a sip of her new drink. Now, you said you only cum twice a week, tops. We're gonna multiple that by at least ten for starters, probably more, twenty orgasms a week sounded like a good middle for Robbi, and she fully intended to at least double that with this particular hottie. All I heard was boyfriends in there. You ever lick pussy? Finger a friend? Make out when drunk or something? Because in case you haven't noticed, I don't exactly got a dick dangling between my legs, she smiled at that. And which holes are virgin? How many positions and what kinda places. Ever fucked in public? because they were so doing that at least once. Bathroom? Before they left the hotel. Shower? Or is it all bedroom and back of car shit? Robbi did enjoy teasing and prodding someone along like this, though part of felt a little bad. But Betty needed to start getting comfortable at least talking about this stuff if she was ever gonna grow.