Secondo teaches female oc how to masturbate. One shot.
If you dont like smut or descriptions of sexual activities please scroll past!
All characters are over the age of 18.
Female character was raised in a abusively strict religious home and even after been on her own she struggles to let those views go. Secondo takes her under his wing and shows her the forbidden in life.
(You can read this as Secondo or any of the papas if you like. I just hope you enjoy!)
She had felt that ache before in her belly. She had looked it up once... attraction, lust. It make her feel embarrassed. Even though she was free from her family's views they still had a lasting effect on her. The tamest of things felt taboo to her.
Today that feeling was so much more intense.
Secondo had taught her about lust, that it was nothing to be ashamed of, that it was human.
But what made her feel worse was she most often had these feelings around him.
He looked at her sitting across from him, seeing the gears in her head turn as she stared into space.
She would always come and sit with him in the afternoon, even if he was working. She enjoyed his presents and he enjoyed hers.
"What's going on in that head of yours, piccola?"
She looks up suddenly, her cheeks turning red.
He's face was serious but his eyes soft.
"You know you can tell me anything, yes?" His face softened. She sighed and closed her eyes.
"I have feelings that I don't know how to...resolve." she said looking down.
"Mhmm, I understand, piccola." Secondo murmured.
"You have been guarded from the world and told to believe everything outside your religion is evil. The things you feel, they scare you, no? Even if you know now that they shouldn't?" He had gotten up from his seat and was standing before her, speaking softly.
She looked up at him and took a shaky breath, noding.
"Lust, that is what you feel, yes? I can see it in your eyes. It confuses you."
"It makes me feel embarrassed. " she admitted.
"You do not have to feel that way. It is natural for a young woman like yourself. You crave interaction, no? But you do not know how to get what you want."
Her eyes suddenly shot up to meet his.
"No papa, i dont think I'm ready to go that far..."
"Then you must take care of yourself. Burying these feelings, ignoring then and pushing then down is not healthy." He spoke seriously.
"I...I don't know how..." she looked at him with a mixture of want and shame. He studied her for a second, her beauty, her eyes, her innocence.
"If you are up for it, piccola, i can show you, help you..." he moved closer to her.
She felt her breath hitch. She did not fully understand what he meant but it excited her beyond reason. She nodded in response to scared that her voice would fail her.
Secondo saw the look in her eyes, the way her breathing became laboured. She was beautiful like this and she didnt even realise it. He would help her now, even if he himself craved more.
He moved to the large leather couch in his office and sat down, his legs spread. He motioned her to come to him.
She moved toward him then, closing her eyes as she felt him take her wrist in his hand.
"Come, sit with me." He turned her around gently pulling her down to sit in his lap.
Her body went ridged against his as she held her breath.
"Calmati. I won't hurt you or force you to do anything. If this is not what you want, you can just say."
She shoke her head suddenly leaning into him. The feeling of his larger body behind hers was unimaginable.
"Bene, get comfortable then." He held her by the waist giving her time to collect herself.
He moved his hands to her belly, holding her close.
"You tell me if I do anything you don't like, yes?" She nodded her eyes closed. I grunted in acknowledgment behind her.
He moved his hands lower over her abdomen till he reached the the buttons of her pants. He undid them slowly pushing them down.
"These need to come off." He whispered in her ear, his voice low and his breath hot.
She lifted herself allowing him to pull then down lower.
"Bene, that's good enough." He gently ran his hands over her exposed tights making her head fall back onto his shoulder.
"Are my hands warm, piccola?" He asked.
"Yes..." she breathed out. He grunted again.
"Good." He runs his hands up slowly to the band of her underwear.
He slowly dipped his right hand under, caressing her stomach with his left. He felt the soft hair there and gently ran his hand trough it.
"Are you still alright, piccola?" She nodded desperately grabbing onto his tights either side of her to ground herself.
He spoke again, just above a whisper.
"You know piccola, there is no need for penetration to satiate this need in you. Only a skilled enough hand on the right place can make you feel good. And that is what i want...for you to feel good." His breath was hot in her ear.
He dipped his fingers lower, much lower, snaking his fingers through her wet folds.
"So very wet piccola, how long have you craved this?" He ran his fingers up and down playing with her wet heat. She only gasped in response.
"Shhh...it's alright. You do not need to speak. Just feel and enjoy." He brought his fingers upward to her small swolen bead. He moved his fingers in a circular motion earning more noises from her.
"See piccola. This part of you here. It is the most sensitive." He whispered in her ear holding her close. The noises she made, the way she bucked up into his hand, it almost drove him insane. She was so inexperienced, so naive, so innocent. It almost made his mouth water.
He held her, continuing his motions over her core.
"Does it feel good, don't be ashamed to say." He looked at her face, mouth parted and gasping, eyes closed in ecstasy.
"Yes papa..." she moaned.
"Bene, bene. That is what i want." He smiled seeing her so vulnerable.
Her gaspes got louder and her moans more drawn out. She was close he knew it.
"Feel that feeling building, piccola. Dont deny it. Let it take you..." he almost groaned in her ear.
Her hand covered his on her belly while the other dug into his tight for support, the feeling making his eyes roll back. He moved faster now, with more urgency. Her noises were maddening.
"Let it go, piccola. Cum for your papa." He purred.
His words drove her over the edge as she felt her body shiver and pulse. She was loud, louder than before, but in her ecstacy she did not care, and neither did he. He slowed his hand letting her come down from her high.
She stilled in his lap then, breathing hard.
"Does it feel beter now, do you feel relieved?" He asked his voice still a pur in her ear.
"Yes...papa...I..." he stopped her.
"Shhh now. Rest and catch your breath. We can stay like this as long as you like."
He brought his hand to her cheek turning her to face him. He placed a kiss on her forehead.
"You are more beautiful than you can imagine, piccola. Remember that."
Thank you for reading. I haven't writen anything in years and want to start again so I hope this small piece was decent.
