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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Worm_-_Wildbow
  Relationship:
      Glory_Girl/Vista
  Character:
      Victoria_Dallon, Glory_Girl, Vista, Missy
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_-_Freeform, Yuri, Teaching, Superheroes, Dubious_Consent,
      condescending
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-11-30 Words: 1568
****** Teaching Vista ******
by WestOrEast
Summary
     Glory Girl was planning on teaching a lesson to Vista about making
     doe-eyes at her boyfriend. But she hadn't realized just how little
     idea Vista really had about what went on in the bedroom. Obviously
     that means GG should teach her.
“Knock, knock. Anyone here?” I looked around the Ward’s common room, but it was
deserted. Perfect. Moving between the couches and chairs strewn across the
room, I made my way to the corridor on the opposite side. Walking down it, I
quickly found Vista’s room, and knocked on the door. I waited for thirty
seconds, but there was no answer. I knocked again, and when that didn’t work,
opened the door.

Vista was sitting away from me, facing her computer. She had headphones on, and
was wearing street clothes. I walked into her room, softly shutting the door
behind me. I could see that she had some pictures of Dean pulled up on her
monitor. I noticed that one of the pics had me in it, kissing Dean. Well, I was
coming to talk to her about it anyway. I reached out and shook her shoulder.

“Vista! I want to talk to you.” She yelped and jumped a little, before turning
around to see me, yelping again, and turning back to close the pictures she had
open. This just revealed the pictures of other, naked men she had pulled up.
She yelped even louder, and mashed the power button for the monitor off, before
finally turning back to me and yanking off her ear buds. Her cheeks were a
fiery red, even deeper than Dennis’s hair.

“Glory Girl! What the hec- what the hell are you doing, barging in here! This
my room, and you can’t just-“ I waved her off.

“Calm your tits, I wanted to talk with you.” She shut up and tried to glare at
me. On her face though, it just ended up being an adorable pout. Everything
about her was adorable really, the way she tried so hard to be a grown-up, her
chubby little cheeks, her high-pitched voice… She was really damn cute, and I
was thankful that Dean preferred a full figure in his women. Or rather, woman,
given what I’d do to him if he cheated on me. I moved to the side, and leaned
against her desk, turning my aura to awe. It wasn’t the best emotion for the
situation, but I didn’t have the control to make a better one.

“So, Missy. I know you have a crush on my boyfriend.” Her fading blush came
back, and she looked down at her lap. “Now, I understand why. He’s smart, and
caring, and rich, and a superhero. Even though we’ve split up for right now, in
a few days we’ll be dating again. Why do you think that he’ll start paying
attention to you now? He hasn’t before.”

Her flush this time was anger more than embarrassment. “So? I’m a grown woman.
It’s logical that he should be attracted to me. I’m getting more developed
every day-“ I cut her off laughing.

“You, developed? Honey, I’m developed. Battery’s developed. You? You’re just
two peas on a board. Anyway, do you seriously think you could please him? I bet
you don’t even know how to masturbate.” I smiled as Missy spluttered for a
minute.

“Of, of course I know how. You put your hand down your pants and, and…” I
nodded in satisfaction.

“That’s what I thought. Oh sweety, you really are too adorable. Tell you what,
I’m feeling generous today, so I’ll show you how a grown-up takes care of
herself. Stand up.” While a look of confusion passed over Vista’s face, she did
so. I took a long step forward and grabbed her, swinging around so that I ended
up on the chair, and she ended up in my lap. She fit quite nicely, her head not
even coming up to my chin, and her body was small enough I could hug her if I
wanted. She struggled briefly, before I wrapped my arms around her and held her
firm.

“Glory Girl, what the hell are you doing?”

“I told you, didn’t I? I’m going to show you how a real woman takes care of
herself.” I pulled her up against me, so that her back was pressing against my
breasts. My nipples were getting hard, and pressing against my bra, and the
heat between my legs was building up.

“Do you even have breasts, honey? Let me check.” I pulled up her shirt, baring
her to the empty room. My fingers slid up her sides, passing over some scars on
her torso. Finally, I reached her chest.

“Oh, sweety, there’s nothing here, see.” I covered her breasts with my hands.
Both of them easily fit in my palm, and I pressed down, massaging them as I
talked. Vista groaned, and her head rolled back against my neck.

“So- so what? Not everyone needs to be a boob monster like you, Victoria. I’ll
grow pleennnty” her voice raised then cut off as I pinched her nipples. She was
starting to shift on my lap, which produced some interesting sensations on its
own. Combined with how I was domming such a sweet, pretty girl, I was going to
need a new pair of panties after this.

Vista started to gasp as I kept on playing with her breasts with one hand,
while the other worked its way over her body. As I traced patterns on her
stomach, I lowered my head so my mouth was next to her ear. I could see brown
strands of hair poking out from under her blonde wig. I started to whisper to
her, my breath stirring her hair.

“You don’t even know how good it feels, do you? Letting the air run over your
body as you pull off your clothes, knowing that someone could come by and see
you. Then letting your hands run up your thighs,” I started doing so, making
Missy’s breathing get even heavier, “until you finally arrive at your secret
place. Oh, it feels so nice to cup your pussy in your hand,” Missy moaned as I
did so, “knowing what’s about to happen.”

I stopped pinching her nipples, instead just slowly rubbing her breasts. Her
nipples were rock hard now, and pressed against the palm of my hand. “Now, your
lower lips, and my, aren’t they wet already, feel good, but just rubbing
against them won’t get you far enough.” My lower hand pressed against her
pussy, and Missy’s hips rocked forward to meet it. I could feel her arousal
soaking through my fingers as I held my hand there.

“Your lips and stuff feel best when someone’s fucking you, because their dick
catches your clit at the same time. Mmm, when Dean pushes me onto the bed, and
fills me up, oh my, it’s amazing. Feeling him force me open, while his dick
rubs against my clit with every thrust, as he peppers my neck with kisses… Oh,
it feels divine.”

“But a little girl like you isn’t going to get that. No, you’ll be using her
hands for a long time.” Vista growled at that, and I shut her up by nipping her
earlobe. She squeaked and arched her back. “So you’re going to need to know how
to take care of yourself just by using your fingers. Your clit is your magic
button. Just press down on it and watch the fireworks.” I started stroking her
clit with my thumb.

“What’s your way, huh, Missy? Is it soft circles?” She tensed as I rubbed her.
“Or fast lines?” I started doing X’s across her clit at a faster pace

“Oh God, Vicky, please, please.” Her head was twitching from side to side, and
her legs were jittering as I teased out her reactions.

“Or maybe hard fast lines…”, I pressed down and kept up the pace. Missy started
shaking her head at that.

“No, no, please, it’s too much.” Relenting, I let off the pressure, and resumed
the fast lines. I could tell by the twitching in her limbs that Missy was
getting closer to the edge. For that matter, so was I. I really had no idea
something like this could be so erotic, even without any of my sweet spots
getting touched. Missy kept on trying to raise her hands, presumably to grope
her own breasts, but I quickly let go of her chest, and grabbed them.

“Nuh uh, you can show me what you’ve learned later. But this demonstration is
still going on right now.” Pushing her hands back down, I reached back up to
massage her right breast, just as I also stopped rubbing her clit for a second
and pressed down. Missy half screamed, half groaned, as her limbs shook like
saplings in a storm. I stopped rubbing her, and just held her as she quaked in
my arms, as her back arched, and half formed words escaped from her lips.
Finally, she calmed down and slumped in my lap.

“And that is how a big girl masturbates, Missy. Usually, I take an hour, and
get two or three orgasms out of the deal, but a tiny thing like you shouldn’t
push herself.” Vista gave a little snarl that sounded like it belonged to an
angry puppy instead of anything threatening.

“Oh sweety pie, you are just too adorable. Next time I’ll show you how to use a
vibrator.” Missy gave a sound that could have been agreement, or could have
been a sigh. Tightening my arms around her, I started going over what else I
should teach her.
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