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[sally_sparrow]

"Mmmm, no tan lines on them fine ass titties," the manager growls. "You fucking Mexi-tramp you. I'm going to teach you a lesson you ain't soon to forget."

"Oh, wow," Liz whispers as he pushes her to the floor and she is face to face with the ever-growing white python of flesh throbbing to life in front of her. "You're so fucking huge," she adds as her long, perfectly manicured fingers wrap around the monster and begin stroking it.

"God damn you have a hot ass!" the man behind her declares as he unleashes his belt and steps out of his worn jeans and dirty tightie-whities. "You remind me of another hot , Mexi-tramp we had come 'round here a few months ago. She had a great ass too."

"But I bet she wasn't able to sit down for a week after we were done with her and dumped her out on the road back to Vegas where trash like her belongs," the manager grins as he high fives the guy to his left and the blond god to his right who is surrendering to Sally's expert charms.

Liz glances behind her. "Oh wow. I think you're both too big for me. I'm not use to real guys like you who like to beat up women."

"Wait. What? Hey, she asked for it."

"No, I really don't think she did," Liz purrs with a grin as her hand slides down to cradle and scratch the manager's big, hairy, stinky balls. "Do you remember that girls' name by any chance?"

"I think it was Cunt, or Whore, or Tramp or something like that right guys?" the third guy grins as he glances at his two cohorts in crime and brings himself up to speed to take advantage of Liz.

"No," Liz corrects them as she continues to admire the prominently exposed male parts of the hulking, sweating beast in front of her. "It was Maria. And she missed a lot of work because of what you guys did to her so I came by hoping that you'd give me all the money in your cash register and everything that's in the safe in the backroom as a, you know, sort of donation to her get-well, Go Fund Me, account."

Everyone's eyes bug out and the hulking man in front of Liz is actually speechless. She takes advantage of the silence and squeezes his balls tightly until he groans.

"Uhhhhhmpf!" he groans as her grip tightens.

"What was that?" Liz asks. He bends down toward the direction of Liz's pulling grip for relief until she has him on his knees in front of her.

"Ohhhh, much better position for you to be in, stud," she says, smiling and batting her eyes. She grabs him by his hair and rests a heel-clad foot roughly on one shoulder, digging in her heel.

"It's funny. You're groaning like it hurts, and yet your big, swollen dick is standing upright," Liz says. Her legs are open wide with one leg on his shoulder, exposing her puffy pussy lips and swollen clit. She grips his hair tightly, twisting, then shoves his face against her cunt. He groans and begins to lap up her dripping wetness, trying to say something, but unable to free his face from Liz's firm grip. Each time he tries to speak she thrusts her hips, shoving his tongue into her tight hole.

Eventually he succumbs to the situation and instead of attempting to speak, moans in total arousal, while Liz thrusts her hips back and forth, fucking his tongue.

 

[sally_sparrow]

The Walk Home

This is the beginning of a new adventure with Mia and Natalie. I am struggling to wrap it up... major writer's block. I figured I'd share what I have so far, here It involves edging, orgasm control, denial, public play, and masturbation. I hope you enjoy what I have so far!


Mia looked at the notification dot on her phone and smiled, anxious to read the message from Natalie. She was wrapping up a long day at work and planned to meet her lover tonight, but wasn’t sure what she had planned for them. Mia looked at the text: “Hey Baby, I’m almost to your place. Can’t wait to see you xoxo.”

The two women have been inseparable ever since they met at a coffee shop many months ago. Natalie became a rock in Mia’s life, a mentor, and a friend who helped Mia learn to shamelessly express her sexuality to its fullest potential. Mia typed a reply to Natalie.

“Hey baby! Sorry, I’m running a little late but I will meet you at my place ASAP. Leaving now.”

She hit send and scrambled to gather her things to leave, pulling a long grey wool coat over her thin, white blouse. Her phone chimed with a new message. She read, “Take off your bra before you leave work.” Mia smiled with delight, removed her coat and unbuttoned her blouse. Her full, heavy breasts burst from the white, lace cups when the bra was unclipped. Mia sighed with relief. She massaged each breast for a moment, rolling her thick protruding nipples between her fingers.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned softly; playing with her breasts was pure bliss. She slipped her top back on, buttoned, and tucked it back into the black pencil skirt. Her nipples were hard and protruding through the thin blouse. Having her breasts exposed this way made her nipples tighten more, and her pussy throbbed as they brushed against the material. She replaced her coat and wrapped a long, chunky wool scarf around her neck, tossed her bag over her shoulder, and began the walk home.

It was a late afternoon in November. Leaves were falling from the trees, and as the sun began to slowly descend, it cascaded a golden glow over the city. Several people were out and about running errands, returning home from a day's work, walking dogs, coming home from school. Mia loved watching the activity of the city as she made her way home to meet Natalie.

As she walked, her phone chimed again. Mia looked at the message and grinned. It read: “Slip a hand into your panties and edge that clit for me. Don’t you dare cum before you get home.”

It would be a good fifteen to twenty minute walk, she had to focus on her task. Mia arranged her coat and scarf to block passers-by from seeing her hand shoved into her skirt and panties. From their perspective it looked like she was keeping her hand warm in the bulky, wool scarf. Her concealed hand slid under the elastic of her white, lace thong, over her smooth mound, to her silky, wet slit. She was always wet and ready for her lover. Mia moaned, slipping her middle finger past the puffy labia, and surreptitiously tracing lines back, forth, and around her sensitive bud.

For a moment she closed her eyes, absorbed in her arousal. She would not be able to stop, or close her eyes on this walk... she needed to focus. Mia took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and kept walking with her finger pressed firmly on her clit. She moaned, looking around to make sure no one was within ear shot. Her chest and cheeks flushed as she worked her finger round and round the swelling button. People walked passed unaware that she was pleasuring herself, thinking of all the ways her girlfriend would fuck her later this evening. Her thoughts became more filthy and depraved the longer she rubbed and flicked her clit.

At a traffic light, she added a second digit on her clit. A man with short dark hair and bright green eyes walked up and stood nearby and they waited together for the light to change. He scrolled through his phone as she stood there tugging and tapping her clit. “He has no idea,” she thought to herself. She tapped her clit quickly and gasped when she hit an exceptionally sensitive spot. He looked in her direction when she started to pant.

“F- f- f- fuck!” Mia softly stuttered. She could cum right here if she wanted to, she was so close.

“Miss, are you all right?” the man asked, genuinely concerned. He turned to face her, looking her up and down to assess if there was a problem.

Mia’s eyes shot open and she held her breath. She never stopped circling her clit as she replied, “I’m fine, thanks.” Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and arousal. Finally, the crosswalk sign illuminated and Mia stepped off the curb to continue her journey. Being interrupted calmed the need to cum for a moment, but the overwhelming urge returned as she walked and rubbed between her thighs. Her cunt was slick with her juices and it was starting to drip down her thighs.

Her phone chimed again. With her free hand she retrieved the device and checked the new message. From Natalie: “How is My pussy feeling, baby?”

The message itself was enough to make her cream her panties. Natalie made her want- no, need to do nasty, slutty things with, to, and for her. She walked and typed with her free hand, “So wet and sensitive. Want to cum so bad.”

Another message appeared. “Stop somewhere and show me,” Mia read.

Mia looked around, then walked quickly down an alley. She stood behind a large dumpster and looked around to see if anyone could see. She felt so naughty and couldn’t wait to show Natalie how wet she was for her. She pulled her skirt over her hips, revealing the white thong soaked through with bubbling, sticky wetness. She pulled it to the side and took a selfie closeup of her naked, pink pussy. Satisfied with the result, she attached the image to their conversation and included a kiss and drool face emoji, then hit send.

Moments later Natalie replied, “Baby, you look so fucking tasty. Take those panties off and leave them wherever you are, then hurry home to me. Don’t you dare cum yet you slut xxx”

Mia stepped out of her thong and hooked it on the doorknob to the back entrance of a club in the alley. She pulled her skirt down and smoothed it, returned her fingers to her aching clit, rearranged her scarf in front of her, and carried on with the walk. It felt so good to be free of her thong. She loved feeling her juices drip down her thighs, and the coolness of the air as it met her skin with a passing breeze. She felt so exposed even though she was covered in censoring layers.

Ten minutes passed and Mia was sweating, coping with the powerful urge to cum. Sweat beaded at her temples and her insides were on fire. She needed to be fucked by someone- or something, soon. Her cunt was throbbing for attention, as her clit begged for mercy. She walked faster, needing desperately to be with Natalie. It hurt to touch her clit, the sensitivity was overwhelming. Every touch, flick, and tap almost sent her over the edge. The next few minutes were a blur as her fingers tortured the throbbing button. By the time she could see her apartment building she was sweating, but her greedy fingers never slowed. Her pussy was sloppy and wet, and her clit burned.

As she approached the front door of the building she could see the sexy figure of her lover leaning against the wall wearing knee high-heeled black boots, black mini skirt, black stockings, green low-cut top and black leather jacket. Her dark hair was loose around her shoulders and she wore a black knit winter hat. Natalie smiled when she saw Mia walk toward her knowing Mia would beg for release. Mia stood in front of her, rubbing her clit furiously now.

“P- p- please Natalie. I need to cum so bad!” Mia begged. Natalie pulled her against her chest and slipped her tongue past her lips, kissing her hard.

“Don’t stop rubbing that clit baby,” Natalie whispered. “Do not cum until I say so, do you understand?”

“Yes,” Mia replied.

Natalie kissed her ear and sucked her earlobe into her mouth and nibbled. “You fucking slut, Mia. Rubbing your clit all the way home. I bet your pussy is even more swollen now than it was in the picture you sent,” she teased.

Mia whimpered but never slowed her fingers. The door to the building opened and a delivery driver walked briskly past the two women, returning to his vehicle.

“Mia, turn and face the street. Look at the man that just got into that delivery truck. I bet you’d do anything to cum right now, wouldn’t you, slut? I bet you’d open your legs and let that guy fuck you right here,” Natalie continued to torment her.

“Yes baby. I’m a nasty slut, and I need to be fucked so bad!” Mia replied softly. She bit her lip as she looked in the direction of the delivery man. He was about six feet tall, dark brown hair hidden under a logoed ball cap, tan skin, and chocolate brown eyes. He was looking down at his phone, sitting in the driver’s seat, but looked up when he sensed eyes watching him. He saw two gorgeous women standing on the sidewalk next to the building he just came from, and one of them looked like she was about to cry.

“Mia,” Natalie whispered into her ear.

“Let him watch you cum. Cum for me now, my dirty little slut.”.

Those freeing words relieved her frustration. Mia stood in front of Natalie, looking out to the street. She leaned back, grinding her ass into Natalie’s pelvis, tapping her clit hard and fast. She rubbed with one finger on either side of the bud as hard as she could. Natalie held Mia’s ass against her pubic bone, pressing firmly, thinking of fucking her ass. Mia was panting and moaning, opening her legs wider, wishing for her throbbing hole to be filled. She looked at the delivery driver and he eventually met her gaze. He stared wide-eyed, unsure what was happening.

Finally, Mia tensed. She could feel the orgasm building and she was about to burst. Her eyes widened, and she looked straight at him with her mouth hanging open when the rush ripped through her. Natalie stood behind her holding steady. Mia’s eyes rolled back as her fingers aggressively handled her clit. She moaned and looked down toward her feet. Her juices were running down her legs and dripping around her ankles.

The driver followed her gaze from his eyes to her feet, and saw what she was looking at. His mouth fell open, then he looked up to meet Mia’s eyes again. “Oh fuck!” he exclaimed, grinning ear to ear.

“Good girl,” whispered Natalie. She reached her arms around Mia’s waist and held her close, kissing her neck and face. Mia breathed heavily, her legs were limp, and her hand was still stuffed into her skirt.

“Let me taste you,” Natalie requested.

The driver continued to watch as Mia pulled her hand from her skirt while Natalie opened her mouth to suck her slippery, wet fingers. Both women looked in the direction of the delivery man as Natalie sucked and slurped them clean. He could feel his cock harden as he watched. Eventually Natalie pulled away and took Mia’s hand, leading her to the door.

“Thanks for watching!” Natalie called to the driver. The man was stunned, and hard as a rock as he watched the two women walk into the building. He would never forget this address, and hoped to one day run into these ladies again.

 

[awired50]

This is the beginning of a new adventure with Mia and Natalie. I am struggling to wrap it up... major writer's block. I figured I'd share what I have so far, here It involves edging, orgasm control, denial, public play, and masturbation. I hope you enjoy what I have so far!


Mia looked at the notification dot on her phone and smiled, anxious to read the message from Natalie. She was wrapping up a long day at work and planned to meet her lover tonight, but wasn’t sure what she had planned for them. Mia looked at the text: “Hey Baby, I’m almost to your place. Can’t wait to see you xoxo.”

The two women have been inseparable ever since they met at a coffee shop many months ago. Natalie became a rock in Mia’s life, a mentor, and a friend who helped Mia learn to shamelessly express her sexuality to its fullest potential. Mia typed a reply to Natalie.

“Hey baby! Sorry, I’m running a little late but I will meet you at my place ASAP. Leaving now.”

She hit send and scrambled to gather her things to leave, pulling a long grey wool coat over her thin, white blouse. Her phone chimed with a new message. She read, “Take off your bra before you leave work.” Mia smiled with delight, removed her coat and unbuttoned her blouse. Her full, heavy breasts burst from the white, lace cups when the bra was unclipped. Mia sighed with relief. She massaged each breast for a moment, rolling her thick protruding nipples between her fingers.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned softly; playing with her breasts was pure bliss. She slipped her top back on, buttoned, and tucked it back into the black pencil skirt. Her nipples were hard and protruding through the thin blouse. Having her breasts exposed this way made her nipples tighten more, and her pussy throbbed as they brushed against the material. She replaced her coat and wrapped a long, chunky wool scarf around her neck, tossed her bag over her shoulder, and began the walk home.

It was a late afternoon in November. Leaves were falling from the trees, and as the sun began to slowly descend, it cascaded a golden glow over the city. Several people were out and about running errands, returning home from a day's work, walking dogs, coming home from school. Mia loved watching the activity of the city as she made her way home to meet Natalie.

As she walked, her phone chimed again. Mia looked at the message and grinned. It read: “Slip a hand into your panties and edge that clit for me. Don’t you dare cum before you get home.”

It would be a good fifteen to twenty minute walk, she had to focus on her task. Mia arranged her coat and scarf to block passers-by from seeing her hand shoved into her skirt and panties. From their perspective it looked like she was keeping her hand warm in the bulky, wool scarf. Her concealed hand slid under the elastic of her white, lace thong, over her smooth mound, to her silky, wet slit. She was always wet and ready for her lover. Mia moaned, slipping her middle finger past the puffy labia, and surreptitiously tracing lines back, forth, and around her sensitive bud.

For a moment she closed her eyes, absorbed in her arousal. She would not be able to stop, or close her eyes on this walk... she needed to focus. Mia took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and kept walking with her finger pressed firmly on her clit. She moaned, looking around to make sure no one was within ear shot. Her chest and cheeks flushed as she worked her finger round and round the swelling button. People walked passed unaware that she was pleasuring herself, thinking of all the ways her girlfriend would fuck her later this evening. Her thoughts became more filthy and depraved the longer she rubbed and flicked her clit.

At a traffic light, she added a second digit on her clit. A man with short dark hair and bright green eyes walked up and stood nearby and they waited together for the light to change. He scrolled through his phone as she stood there tugging and tapping her clit. “He has no idea,” she thought to herself. She tapped her clit quickly and gasped when she hit an exceptionally sensitive spot. He looked in her direction when she started to pant.

“F- f- f- fuck!” Mia softly stuttered. She could cum right here if she wanted to, she was so close.

“Miss, are you all right?” the man asked, genuinely concerned. He turned to face her, looking her up and down to assess if there was a problem.

Mia’s eyes shot open and she held her breath. She never stopped circling her clit as she replied, “I’m fine, thanks.” Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and arousal. Finally, the crosswalk sign illuminated and Mia stepped off the curb to continue her journey. Being interrupted calmed the need to cum for a moment, but the overwhelming urge returned as she walked and rubbed between her thighs. Her cunt was slick with her juices and it was starting to drip down her thighs.

Her phone chimed again. With her free hand she retrieved the device and checked the new message. From Natalie: “How is My pussy feeling, baby?”

The message itself was enough to make her cream her panties. Natalie made her want- no, need to do nasty, slutty things with, to, and for her. She walked and typed with her free hand, “So wet and sensitive. Want to cum so bad.”

Another message appeared. “Stop somewhere and show me,” Mia read.

Mia looked around, then walked quickly down an alley. She stood behind a large dumpster and looked around to see if anyone could see. She felt so naughty and couldn’t wait to show Natalie how wet she was for her. She pulled her skirt over her hips, revealing the white thong soaked through with bubbling, sticky wetness. She pulled it to the side and took a selfie closeup of her naked, pink pussy. Satisfied with the result, she attached the image to their conversation and included a kiss and drool face emoji, then hit send.

Moments later Natalie replied, “Baby, you look so fucking tasty. Take those panties off and leave them wherever you are, then hurry home to me. Don’t you dare cum yet you slut xxx”

Mia stepped out of her thong and hooked it on the doorknob to the back entrance of a club in the alley. She pulled her skirt down and smoothed it, returned her fingers to her aching clit, rearranged her scarf in front of her, and carried on with the walk. It felt so good to be free of her thong. She loved feeling her juices drip down her thighs, and the coolness of the air as it met her skin with a passing breeze. She felt so exposed even though she was covered in censoring layers.

Ten minutes passed and Mia was sweating, coping with the powerful urge to cum. Sweat beaded at her temples and her insides were on fire. She needed to be fucked by someone- or something, soon. Her cunt was throbbing for attention, as her clit begged for mercy. She walked faster, needing desperately to be with Natalie. It hurt to touch her clit, the sensitivity was overwhelming. Every touch, flick, and tap almost sent her over the edge. The next few minutes were a blur as her fingers tortured the throbbing button. By the time she could see her apartment building she was sweating, but her greedy fingers never slowed. Her pussy was sloppy and wet, and her clit burned.

As she approached the front door of the building she could see the sexy figure of her lover leaning against the wall wearing knee high-heeled black boots, black mini skirt, black stockings, green low-cut top and black leather jacket. Her dark hair was loose around her shoulders and she wore a black knit winter hat. Natalie smiled when she saw Mia walk toward her knowing Mia would beg for release. Mia stood in front of her, rubbing her clit furiously now.

“P- p- please Natalie. I need to cum so bad!” Mia begged. Natalie pulled her against her chest and slipped her tongue past her lips, kissing her hard.

“Don’t stop rubbing that clit baby,” Natalie whispered. “Do not cum until I say so, do you understand?”

“Yes,” Mia replied.

Natalie kissed her ear and sucked her earlobe into her mouth and nibbled. “You fucking slut, Mia. Rubbing your clit all the way home. I bet your pussy is even more swollen now than it was in the picture you sent,” she teased.

Mia whimpered but never slowed her fingers. The door to the building opened and a delivery driver walked briskly past the two women, returning to his vehicle.

“Mia, turn and face the street. Look at the man that just got into that delivery truck. I bet you’d do anything to cum right now, wouldn’t you, slut? I bet you’d open your legs and let that guy fuck you right here,” Natalie continued to torment her.

“Yes baby. I’m a nasty slut, and I need to be fucked so bad!” Mia replied softly. She bit her lip as she looked in the direction of the delivery man. He was about six feet tall, dark brown hair hidden under a logoed ball cap, tan skin, and chocolate brown eyes. He was looking down at his phone, sitting in the driver’s seat, but looked up when he sensed eyes watching him. He saw two gorgeous women standing on the sidewalk next to the building he just came from, and one of them looked like she was about to cry.

“Mia,” Natalie whispered into her ear.

“Let him watch you cum. Cum for me now, my dirty little slut.”.

Those freeing words relieved her frustration. Mia stood in front of Natalie, looking out to the street. She leaned back, grinding her ass into Natalie’s pelvis, tapping her clit hard and fast. She rubbed with one finger on either side of the bud as hard as she could. Natalie held Mia’s ass against her pubic bone, pressing firmly, thinking of fucking her ass. Mia was panting and moaning, opening her legs wider, wishing for her throbbing hole to be filled. She looked at the delivery driver and he eventually met her gaze. He stared wide-eyed, unsure what was happening.

Finally, Mia tensed. She could feel the orgasm building and she was about to burst. Her eyes widened, and she looked straight at him with her mouth hanging open when the rush ripped through her. Natalie stood behind her holding steady. Mia’s eyes rolled back as her fingers aggressively handled her clit. She moaned and looked down toward her feet. Her juices were running down her legs and dripping around her ankles.

The driver followed her gaze from his eyes to her feet, and saw what she was looking at. His mouth fell open, then he looked up to meet Mia’s eyes again. “Oh fuck!” he exclaimed, grinning ear to ear.

“Good girl,” whispered Natalie. She reached her arms around Mia’s waist and held her close, kissing her neck and face. Mia breathed heavily, her legs were limp, and her hand was still stuffed into her skirt.

“Let me taste you,” Natalie requested.

The driver continued to watch as Mia pulled her hand from her skirt while Natalie opened her mouth to suck her slippery, wet fingers. Both women looked in the direction of the delivery man as Natalie sucked and slurped them clean. He could feel his cock harden as he watched. Eventually Natalie pulled away and took Mia’s hand, leading her to the door.

“Thanks for watching!” Natalie called to the driver. The man was stunned, and hard as a rock as he watched the two women walk into the building. He would never forget this address, and hoped to one day run into these ladies again.

mmmmm Hot story !

 

[AmandaLee3036]

mmmmm Hot story !

Agreed. Vey hot

 

[peekingone]

This is the beginning of a new adventure with Mia and Natalie. I am struggling to wrap it up... major writer's block. I figured I'd share what I have so far, here It involves edging, orgasm control, denial, public play, and masturbation. I hope you enjoy what I have so far!


Mia looked at the notification dot on her phone and smiled, anxious to read the message from Natalie. She was wrapping up a long day at work and planned to meet her lover tonight, but wasn’t sure what she had planned for them. Mia looked at the text: “Hey Baby, I’m almost to your place. Can’t wait to see you xoxo.”

The two women have been inseparable ever since they met at a coffee shop many months ago. Natalie became a rock in Mia’s life, a mentor, and a friend who helped Mia learn to shamelessly express her sexuality to its fullest potential. Mia typed a reply to Natalie.

“Hey baby! Sorry, I’m running a little late but I will meet you at my place ASAP. Leaving now.”

She hit send and scrambled to gather her things to leave, pulling a long grey wool coat over her thin, white blouse. Her phone chimed with a new message. She read, “Take off your bra before you leave work.” Mia smiled with delight, removed her coat and unbuttoned her blouse. Her full, heavy breasts burst from the white, lace cups when the bra was unclipped. Mia sighed with relief. She massaged each breast for a moment, rolling her thick protruding nipples between her fingers.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned softly; playing with her breasts was pure bliss. She slipped her top back on, buttoned, and tucked it back into the black pencil skirt. Her nipples were hard and protruding through the thin blouse. Having her breasts exposed this way made her nipples tighten more, and her pussy throbbed as they brushed against the material. She replaced her coat and wrapped a long, chunky wool scarf around her neck, tossed her bag over her shoulder, and began the walk home.

It was a late afternoon in November. Leaves were falling from the trees, and as the sun began to slowly descend, it cascaded a golden glow over the city. Several people were out and about running errands, returning home from a day's work, walking dogs, coming home from school. Mia loved watching the activity of the city as she made her way home to meet Natalie.

As she walked, her phone chimed again. Mia looked at the message and grinned. It read: “Slip a hand into your panties and edge that clit for me. Don’t you dare cum before you get home.”

It would be a good fifteen to twenty minute walk, she had to focus on her task. Mia arranged her coat and scarf to block passers-by from seeing her hand shoved into her skirt and panties. From their perspective it looked like she was keeping her hand warm in the bulky, wool scarf. Her concealed hand slid under the elastic of her white, lace thong, over her smooth mound, to her silky, wet slit. She was always wet and ready for her lover. Mia moaned, slipping her middle finger past the puffy labia, and surreptitiously tracing lines back, forth, and around her sensitive bud.

For a moment she closed her eyes, absorbed in her arousal. She would not be able to stop, or close her eyes on this walk... she needed to focus. Mia took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and kept walking with her finger pressed firmly on her clit. She moaned, looking around to make sure no one was within ear shot. Her chest and cheeks flushed as she worked her finger round and round the swelling button. People walked passed unaware that she was pleasuring herself, thinking of all the ways her girlfriend would fuck her later this evening. Her thoughts became more filthy and depraved the longer she rubbed and flicked her clit.

At a traffic light, she added a second digit on her clit. A man with short dark hair and bright green eyes walked up and stood nearby and they waited together for the light to change. He scrolled through his phone as she stood there tugging and tapping her clit. “He has no idea,” she thought to herself. She tapped her clit quickly and gasped when she hit an exceptionally sensitive spot. He looked in her direction when she started to pant.

“F- f- f- fuck!” Mia softly stuttered. She could cum right here if she wanted to, she was so close.

“Miss, are you all right?” the man asked, genuinely concerned. He turned to face her, looking her up and down to assess if there was a problem.

Mia’s eyes shot open and she held her breath. She never stopped circling her clit as she replied, “I’m fine, thanks.” Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and arousal. Finally, the crosswalk sign illuminated and Mia stepped off the curb to continue her journey. Being interrupted calmed the need to cum for a moment, but the overwhelming urge returned as she walked and rubbed between her thighs. Her cunt was slick with her juices and it was starting to drip down her thighs.

Her phone chimed again. With her free hand she retrieved the device and checked the new message. From Natalie: “How is My pussy feeling, baby?”

The message itself was enough to make her cream her panties. Natalie made her want- no, need to do nasty, slutty things with, to, and for her. She walked and typed with her free hand, “So wet and sensitive. Want to cum so bad.”

Another message appeared. “Stop somewhere and show me,” Mia read.

Mia looked around, then walked quickly down an alley. She stood behind a large dumpster and looked around to see if anyone could see. She felt so naughty and couldn’t wait to show Natalie how wet she was for her. She pulled her skirt over her hips, revealing the white thong soaked through with bubbling, sticky wetness. She pulled it to the side and took a selfie closeup of her naked, pink pussy. Satisfied with the result, she attached the image to their conversation and included a kiss and drool face emoji, then hit send.

Moments later Natalie replied, “Baby, you look so fucking tasty. Take those panties off and leave them wherever you are, then hurry home to me. Don’t you dare cum yet you slut xxx”

Mia stepped out of her thong and hooked it on the doorknob to the back entrance of a club in the alley. She pulled her skirt down and smoothed it, returned her fingers to her aching clit, rearranged her scarf in front of her, and carried on with the walk. It felt so good to be free of her thong. She loved feeling her juices drip down her thighs, and the coolness of the air as it met her skin with a passing breeze. She felt so exposed even though she was covered in censoring layers.

Ten minutes passed and Mia was sweating, coping with the powerful urge to cum. Sweat beaded at her temples and her insides were on fire. She needed to be fucked by someone- or something, soon. Her cunt was throbbing for attention, as her clit begged for mercy. She walked faster, needing desperately to be with Natalie. It hurt to touch her clit, the sensitivity was overwhelming. Every touch, flick, and tap almost sent her over the edge. The next few minutes were a blur as her fingers tortured the throbbing button. By the time she could see her apartment building she was sweating, but her greedy fingers never slowed. Her pussy was sloppy and wet, and her clit burned.

As she approached the front door of the building she could see the sexy figure of her lover leaning against the wall wearing knee high-heeled black boots, black mini skirt, black stockings, green low-cut top and black leather jacket. Her dark hair was loose around her shoulders and she wore a black knit winter hat. Natalie smiled when she saw Mia walk toward her knowing Mia would beg for release. Mia stood in front of her, rubbing her clit furiously now.

“P- p- please Natalie. I need to cum so bad!” Mia begged. Natalie pulled her against her chest and slipped her tongue past her lips, kissing her hard.

“Don’t stop rubbing that clit baby,” Natalie whispered. “Do not cum until I say so, do you understand?”

“Yes,” Mia replied.

Natalie kissed her ear and sucked her earlobe into her mouth and nibbled. “You fucking slut, Mia. Rubbing your clit all the way home. I bet your pussy is even more swollen now than it was in the picture you sent,” she teased.

Mia whimpered but never slowed her fingers. The door to the building opened and a delivery driver walked briskly past the two women, returning to his vehicle.

“Mia, turn and face the street. Look at the man that just got into that delivery truck. I bet you’d do anything to cum right now, wouldn’t you, slut? I bet you’d open your legs and let that guy fuck you right here,” Natalie continued to torment her.

“Yes baby. I’m a nasty slut, and I need to be fucked so bad!” Mia replied softly. She bit her lip as she looked in the direction of the delivery man. He was about six feet tall, dark brown hair hidden under a logoed ball cap, tan skin, and chocolate brown eyes. He was looking down at his phone, sitting in the driver’s seat, but looked up when he sensed eyes watching him. He saw two gorgeous women standing on the sidewalk next to the building he just came from, and one of them looked like she was about to cry.

“Mia,” Natalie whispered into her ear.

“Let him watch you cum. Cum for me now, my dirty little slut.”.

Those freeing words relieved her frustration. Mia stood in front of Natalie, looking out to the street. She leaned back, grinding her ass into Natalie’s pelvis, tapping her clit hard and fast. She rubbed with one finger on either side of the bud as hard as she could. Natalie held Mia’s ass against her pubic bone, pressing firmly, thinking of fucking her ass. Mia was panting and moaning, opening her legs wider, wishing for her throbbing hole to be filled. She looked at the delivery driver and he eventually met her gaze. He stared wide-eyed, unsure what was happening.

Finally, Mia tensed. She could feel the orgasm building and she was about to burst. Her eyes widened, and she looked straight at him with her mouth hanging open when the rush ripped through her. Natalie stood behind her holding steady. Mia’s eyes rolled back as her fingers aggressively handled her clit. She moaned and looked down toward her feet. Her juices were running down her legs and dripping around her ankles.

The driver followed her gaze from his eyes to her feet, and saw what she was looking at. His mouth fell open, then he looked up to meet Mia’s eyes again. “Oh fuck!” he exclaimed, grinning ear to ear.

“Good girl,” whispered Natalie. She reached her arms around Mia’s waist and held her close, kissing her neck and face. Mia breathed heavily, her legs were limp, and her hand was still stuffed into her skirt.

“Let me taste you,” Natalie requested.

The driver continued to watch as Mia pulled her hand from her skirt while Natalie opened her mouth to suck her slippery, wet fingers. Both women looked in the direction of the delivery man as Natalie sucked and slurped them clean. He could feel his cock harden as he watched. Eventually Natalie pulled away and took Mia’s hand, leading her to the door.

“Thanks for watching!” Natalie called to the driver. The man was stunned, and hard as a rock as he watched the two women walk into the building. He would never forget this address, and hoped to one day run into these ladies again.

This is so erotic Sally. Well done

 

[LizVegas79]

This is the beginning of a new adventure with Mia and Natalie. I am struggling to wrap it up... major writer's block. I figured I'd share what I have so far, here It involves edging, orgasm control, denial, public play, and masturbation. I hope you enjoy what I have so far!


Mia looked at the notification dot on her phone and smiled, anxious to read the message from Natalie. She was wrapping up a long day at work and planned to meet her lover tonight, but wasn’t sure what she had planned for them. Mia looked at the text: “Hey Baby, I’m almost to your place. Can’t wait to see you xoxo.”

The two women have been inseparable ever since they met at a coffee shop many months ago. Natalie became a rock in Mia’s life, a mentor, and a friend who helped Mia learn to shamelessly express her sexuality to its fullest potential. Mia typed a reply to Natalie.

“Hey baby! Sorry, I’m running a little late but I will meet you at my place ASAP. Leaving now.”

She hit send and scrambled to gather her things to leave, pulling a long grey wool coat over her thin, white blouse. Her phone chimed with a new message. She read, “Take off your bra before you leave work.” Mia smiled with delight, removed her coat and unbuttoned her blouse. Her full, heavy breasts burst from the white, lace cups when the bra was unclipped. Mia sighed with relief. She massaged each breast for a moment, rolling her thick protruding nipples between her fingers.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned softly; playing with her breasts was pure bliss. She slipped her top back on, buttoned, and tucked it back into the black pencil skirt. Her nipples were hard and protruding through the thin blouse. Having her breasts exposed this way made her nipples tighten more, and her pussy throbbed as they brushed against the material. She replaced her coat and wrapped a long, chunky wool scarf around her neck, tossed her bag over her shoulder, and began the walk home.

It was a late afternoon in November. Leaves were falling from the trees, and as the sun began to slowly descend, it cascaded a golden glow over the city. Several people were out and about running errands, returning home from a day's work, walking dogs, coming home from school. Mia loved watching the activity of the city as she made her way home to meet Natalie.

As she walked, her phone chimed again. Mia looked at the message and grinned. It read: “Slip a hand into your panties and edge that clit for me. Don’t you dare cum before you get home.”

It would be a good fifteen to twenty minute walk, she had to focus on her task. Mia arranged her coat and scarf to block passers-by from seeing her hand shoved into her skirt and panties. From their perspective it looked like she was keeping her hand warm in the bulky, wool scarf. Her concealed hand slid under the elastic of her white, lace thong, over her smooth mound, to her silky, wet slit. She was always wet and ready for her lover. Mia moaned, slipping her middle finger past the puffy labia, and surreptitiously tracing lines back, forth, and around her sensitive bud.

For a moment she closed her eyes, absorbed in her arousal. She would not be able to stop, or close her eyes on this walk... she needed to focus. Mia took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and kept walking with her finger pressed firmly on her clit. She moaned, looking around to make sure no one was within ear shot. Her chest and cheeks flushed as she worked her finger round and round the swelling button. People walked passed unaware that she was pleasuring herself, thinking of all the ways her girlfriend would fuck her later this evening. Her thoughts became more filthy and depraved the longer she rubbed and flicked her clit.

At a traffic light, she added a second digit on her clit. A man with short dark hair and bright green eyes walked up and stood nearby and they waited together for the light to change. He scrolled through his phone as she stood there tugging and tapping her clit. “He has no idea,” she thought to herself. She tapped her clit quickly and gasped when she hit an exceptionally sensitive spot. He looked in her direction when she started to pant.

“F- f- f- fuck!” Mia softly stuttered. She could cum right here if she wanted to, she was so close.

“Miss, are you all right?” the man asked, genuinely concerned. He turned to face her, looking her up and down to assess if there was a problem.

Mia’s eyes shot open and she held her breath. She never stopped circling her clit as she replied, “I’m fine, thanks.” Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and arousal. Finally, the crosswalk sign illuminated and Mia stepped off the curb to continue her journey. Being interrupted calmed the need to cum for a moment, but the overwhelming urge returned as she walked and rubbed between her thighs. Her cunt was slick with her juices and it was starting to drip down her thighs.

Her phone chimed again. With her free hand she retrieved the device and checked the new message. From Natalie: “How is My pussy feeling, baby?”

The message itself was enough to make her cream her panties. Natalie made her want- no, need to do nasty, slutty things with, to, and for her. She walked and typed with her free hand, “So wet and sensitive. Want to cum so bad.”

Another message appeared. “Stop somewhere and show me,” Mia read.

Mia looked around, then walked quickly down an alley. She stood behind a large dumpster and looked around to see if anyone could see. She felt so naughty and couldn’t wait to show Natalie how wet she was for her. She pulled her skirt over her hips, revealing the white thong soaked through with bubbling, sticky wetness. She pulled it to the side and took a selfie closeup of her naked, pink pussy. Satisfied with the result, she attached the image to their conversation and included a kiss and drool face emoji, then hit send.

Moments later Natalie replied, “Baby, you look so fucking tasty. Take those panties off and leave them wherever you are, then hurry home to me. Don’t you dare cum yet you slut xxx”

Mia stepped out of her thong and hooked it on the doorknob to the back entrance of a club in the alley. She pulled her skirt down and smoothed it, returned her fingers to her aching clit, rearranged her scarf in front of her, and carried on with the walk. It felt so good to be free of her thong. She loved feeling her juices drip down her thighs, and the coolness of the air as it met her skin with a passing breeze. She felt so exposed even though she was covered in censoring layers.

Ten minutes passed and Mia was sweating, coping with the powerful urge to cum. Sweat beaded at her temples and her insides were on fire. She needed to be fucked by someone- or something, soon. Her cunt was throbbing for attention, as her clit begged for mercy. She walked faster, needing desperately to be with Natalie. It hurt to touch her clit, the sensitivity was overwhelming. Every touch, flick, and tap almost sent her over the edge. The next few minutes were a blur as her fingers tortured the throbbing button. By the time she could see her apartment building she was sweating, but her greedy fingers never slowed. Her pussy was sloppy and wet, and her clit burned.

As she approached the front door of the building she could see the sexy figure of her lover leaning against the wall wearing knee high-heeled black boots, black mini skirt, black stockings, green low-cut top and black leather jacket. Her dark hair was loose around her shoulders and she wore a black knit winter hat. Natalie smiled when she saw Mia walk toward her knowing Mia would beg for release. Mia stood in front of her, rubbing her clit furiously now.

“P- p- please Natalie. I need to cum so bad!” Mia begged. Natalie pulled her against her chest and slipped her tongue past her lips, kissing her hard.

“Don’t stop rubbing that clit baby,” Natalie whispered. “Do not cum until I say so, do you understand?”

“Yes,” Mia replied.

Natalie kissed her ear and sucked her earlobe into her mouth and nibbled. “You fucking slut, Mia. Rubbing your clit all the way home. I bet your pussy is even more swollen now than it was in the picture you sent,” she teased.

Mia whimpered but never slowed her fingers. The door to the building opened and a delivery driver walked briskly past the two women, returning to his vehicle.

“Mia, turn and face the street. Look at the man that just got into that delivery truck. I bet you’d do anything to cum right now, wouldn’t you, slut? I bet you’d open your legs and let that guy fuck you right here,” Natalie continued to torment her.

“Yes baby. I’m a nasty slut, and I need to be fucked so bad!” Mia replied softly. She bit her lip as she looked in the direction of the delivery man. He was about six feet tall, dark brown hair hidden under a logoed ball cap, tan skin, and chocolate brown eyes. He was looking down at his phone, sitting in the driver’s seat, but looked up when he sensed eyes watching him. He saw two gorgeous women standing on the sidewalk next to the building he just came from, and one of them looked like she was about to cry.

“Mia,” Natalie whispered into her ear.

“Let him watch you cum. Cum for me now, my dirty little slut.”.

Those freeing words relieved her frustration. Mia stood in front of Natalie, looking out to the street. She leaned back, grinding her ass into Natalie’s pelvis, tapping her clit hard and fast. She rubbed with one finger on either side of the bud as hard as she could. Natalie held Mia’s ass against her pubic bone, pressing firmly, thinking of fucking her ass. Mia was panting and moaning, opening her legs wider, wishing for her throbbing hole to be filled. She looked at the delivery driver and he eventually met her gaze. He stared wide-eyed, unsure what was happening.

Finally, Mia tensed. She could feel the orgasm building and she was about to burst. Her eyes widened, and she looked straight at him with her mouth hanging open when the rush ripped through her. Natalie stood behind her holding steady. Mia’s eyes rolled back as her fingers aggressively handled her clit. She moaned and looked down toward her feet. Her juices were running down her legs and dripping around her ankles.

The driver followed her gaze from his eyes to her feet, and saw what she was looking at. His mouth fell open, then he looked up to meet Mia’s eyes again. “Oh fuck!” he exclaimed, grinning ear to ear.

“Good girl,” whispered Natalie. She reached her arms around Mia’s waist and held her close, kissing her neck and face. Mia breathed heavily, her legs were limp, and her hand was still stuffed into her skirt.

“Let me taste you,” Natalie requested.

The driver continued to watch as Mia pulled her hand from her skirt while Natalie opened her mouth to suck her slippery, wet fingers. Both women looked in the direction of the delivery man as Natalie sucked and slurped them clean. He could feel his cock harden as he watched. Eventually Natalie pulled away and took Mia’s hand, leading her to the door.

“Thanks for watching!” Natalie called to the driver. The man was stunned, and hard as a rock as he watched the two women walk into the building. He would never forget this address, and hoped to one day run into these ladies again.

 

[LizVegas79]

* Finding out the express elevators up to the VIP suites are down for maintenance means I have to take the regular elevators.

It's already been a long night. My cute new shoes look amaze but are killing me.

A good looking guy about 10 years younger than me gets in the elevator with me. He smiles and pushes the top floor button where I'm going.

I smile back wearily and lean back against the back rail of the elevator, perching my rump on the narrow gold bar for what little weight it helps to take off my tired, aching feet. I close my eyes and let my head fall back so that I'm looking up at the ceiling if I opened them.

"You look tired," he says after we stop for the third time because people on the lower floors have pushed both the down and the up elevator buttons for some insane reason.

"Thanks," I reply without opening my eyes.

"No, I didn't mean -" he stammers.

"Forget it," I say as I open my eyes and glance at him as we stop at another floor.

"We're going up," he tells the 8 people waiting there to go down.

The doors close.

"You work here right?" he asks me.

"Sure do," I reply. "Is there anything I can get for you?"

"Actually, there is. I can't get my TV to turn off. The button on the remote seems broken or stuck or something."

"I can look at for you," I say. "There's a little button on the back of the TV I can show you too."

"Great," he nods.

We ride the rest of the way up to the 37th floor. The doors open and I follow him to his room almost wordlessly. He opens the door to his suite and the sound of people fucking, really, really going at it fucking fills my ears. I hesitantly follow him into the main room.

It's the TV. It's on a lesbian porn channel.

"Would you like a drink?" he asks as he steps over to the bar.

 

[Loveitdady]

In celebration of my former SO's graduation from his doctoral program we went out to cut loose, just the two of us. We drove down a ways along the coast and found a bar that backed up to a beach. It was dusk when we arrived, the sky was a mixture pinks and purples, the ocean sparkled. The area was quiet, but this particular bar was really busy- probably because it had such an enchanting view of the sea.

We walked into the bar and took two seats in the middle. I love to people watch and so we sat quietly a few minutes just taking in our surroundings, and basking in bliss of his great achievement. I wanted to do something special for him... he and I loved to play in public together, and I loved making him cum in front of others without their knowing.

I scooted my stool closer to his and put my hand on his thigh. He immediately knew what I was up to and smiled, encouraging me. He never stopped me, and I adored that he enjoyed it as much as I did. I stroked his thigh for a few minutes and could feel his cock twitch every so often. I never touched him directly but I could feel his pants tightening. He was wearing khaki pants with boxers underneath. There was a pool of precum forming on the fabric, and that just made me lust after him even more.

People were sitting all around us watching a Steelers game. Of all the bars in San Diego, we ended up in some Steeler's fans sports bar lol. Anyway, I leaned into him and started whispering in his ear of all the things I was going to do to him when we got out to his truck. I was going to suck his cock and let him fuck me in the truck bed. His cock jerked as I spoke and more precum dripped through his pants.

He started blushing and closed his eyes, focusing very intently on what I was doing. I loved how he was consumed by it. Finally, I gripped his cock through his pants and squeezed and he started to cum. I could feel his cock pulsing in my grip, and his cum was staining through his khakis. I was so proud of myself

Eventually I broke eye contact with him and looked at the bartender and he smiled. Never said a word. After he regained his composure we stood and he followed me close behind out of the bar. He had a huge cum stain so he was right against me. When we got to his truck we climbed in the bed and I sucked his cock, and then rode him until we both came. People were walking by the entire time.

Looking back, I have no idea what I was thinking lol. I was so reckless... but it is a very fond memory. And it was before camera phones so I think there is a lesser chance of evidence floating around online somewhere

Sally I really enjoyed all your stories if you had more I would love to read them also. You can email them to me if you have more...keep up the good work and don't let anyone say you are filthy.. I love the filthy words...so keep on.....

 

[ydahecnot]

No, you're not allowed to cum in my tight, slick, inviting pussy. Not even a little bit. So clench down if you need but I'm not stopping until I'VE cum a few times. Then, as the precum trails down your cock, I'm going to let you lick me to a few more before taking you into my mouth and making you suffer even longer. So lay back, let me suck your strength away as the pleasure overwhelms us both.

Relief and ultimate ecstasy for me. Pleasurable agony for you.

*****

I've been embracing my switch qualities lately and this is a scenario that has been crossing my mind.

Can you imagine the scene? I don't know if he's restrained or not. It could go either way.

I know this is an oldie, but fuhhh this is hot. I learned from being on Lit that I had to develop a switch side

 

[sally_sparrow]

Sally I really enjoyed all your stories if you had more I would love to read them also. You can email them to me if you have more...keep up the good work and don't let anyone say you are filthy.. I love the filthy words...so keep on.....

Sorry I missed this comment! Thanks for reading. I'm glad you enjoy the stories!

I know this is an oldie, but fuhhh this is hot. I learned from being on Lit that I had to develop a switch side

Thanks for reading! Switching is fairly new to me but I discovered my switch side the same way.

 

[sally_sparrow]

sally dear liz and you are awesome if anyone anywhere says different they don't know you

Thank you Anja I am oblivious if someone said otherwise, but you are awesome too I'll get back to writing soon. Real life killed my writing buzz for a while but it will come back

 

[Shenanigans90]

There are so many great stories in this thread. Sally, you have an amazing talent for writing erotica. These stories have sure made my day at work much more enjoyable.

 

[sally_sparrow]

There are so many great stories in this thread. Sally, you have an amazing talent for writing erotica. These stories have sure made my day at work much more enjoyable.

Sorry I missed this post. Thanks for taking the time to read.. I'm hoping to get back to it eventually I have to find that spark again.

 

[sally_sparrow]

I've been denying myself penetration for over a week now and it is making me insatiably hungry to be filled. Each time my clit erupts in orgasm it is only temporary relief. By the time my body relaxes and comes down from that high, I'm a hungry little slut again.

I've been playing with varying degrees of pressure against my clit to see how sensitive it can be. The experience is thrilling, but it's making me crazy. As soon as the orgasm subsides, I want it all over again.

It is incredibly difficult to rest the pad of just my right middle finger over my clit, and not move. Not a wiggle of the finger, nor thrust of the hips. Just gentle, even pressure. After a while I could feel my pulse in my clit. Focusing on that seemed to increase my sensitivity even more. I had to control my breathing, my stillness, my pressure. By the time it sent me over the edge I was sweating, trembling, and whimpering... and then I needed it all over again.

 

[Shenanigans90]

The way you relate a story makes my mind visualize your words. That was a very stimulating description of your erotic masturbation experience.

 

[LizVegas79]

I've been denying myself penetration for over a week now and it is making me insatiably hungry to be filled. Each time my clit erupts in orgasm it is only temporary relief. By the time my body relaxes and comes down from that high, I'm a hungry little slut again.

I've been playing with varying degrees of pressure against my clit to see how sensitive it can be. The experience is thrilling, but it's making me crazy. As soon as the orgasm subsides, I want it all over again.

It is incredibly difficult to rest the pad of just my right middle finger over my clit, and not move. Not a wiggle of the finger, nor thrust of the hips. Just gentle, even pressure. After a while I could feel my pulse in my clit. Focusing on that seemed to increase my sensitivity even more. I had to control my breathing, my stillness, my pressure. By the time it sent me over the edge I was sweating, trembling, and whimpering... and then I needed it all over again.

I'm soooo fucking trying this this week!!!

(sorry hubs!)

 

[sally_sparrow]

I'm soooo fucking trying this this week!!!

(sorry hubs!)

Please share your experience Have fun

 

[sally_sparrow]

The way you relate a story makes my mind visualize your words. That was a very stimulating description of your erotic masturbation experience.

Happy to stimulate

 

[sally_sparrow]

I know exactly what that low, growled “Fuuuuck” right into your ear does to you. I know exactly how weak it makes you to feel the vibrations of my lips when curses and deep groans go right against your neck. Don’t think for one second that I don’t know exactly what reaction I’ll get out of you when I’m whispering your nickname, so aroused, so full of raw, dominant energy, right before I bite down into your warm skin and mark you. I know how it sets your whole body on fire when I describe to you, soft and yet dangerously promising, what I’m going to do to you, in detail.

You’re so easy to manipulate, pet. It’s so easy to get you wrapped around my finger, with just a few dirty words, a few whispered threats, a few hot promises.

 

[ouchfeelsgood]

I've been denying myself penetration for over a week now and it is making me insatiably hungry to be filled. Each time my clit erupts in orgasm it is only temporary relief. By the time my body relaxes and comes down from that high, I'm a hungry little slut again.

I've been playing with varying degrees of pressure against my clit to see how sensitive it can be. The experience is thrilling, but it's making me crazy. As soon as the orgasm subsides, I want it all over again.

It is incredibly difficult to rest the pad of just my right middle finger over my clit, and not move. Not a wiggle of the finger, nor thrust of the hips. Just gentle, even pressure. After a while I could feel my pulse in my clit. Focusing on that seemed to increase my sensitivity even more. I had to control my breathing, my stillness, my pressure. By the time it sent me over the edge I was sweating, trembling, and whimpering... and then I needed it all over again.

mmmm ... you gave me a renewed appreciation of a woman's relationship with her clit, and it's 18,000 nerve cells.

 

[ouchfeelsgood]

I'm soooo fucking trying this this week!!!

(sorry hubs!)

Feel free to let us know if you succeeded, and all the thought-provoking details.

 

[ouchfeelsgood]

I know exactly what that low, growled “Fuuuuck” right into your ear does to you. I know exactly how weak it makes you to feel the vibrations of my lips when curses and deep groans go right against your neck. Don’t think for one second that I don’t know exactly what reaction I’ll get out of you when I’m whispering your nickname, so aroused, so full of raw, dominant energy, right before I bite down into your warm skin and mark you. I know how it sets your whole body on fire when I describe to you, soft and yet dangerously promising, what I’m going to do to you, in detail.

You’re so easy to manipulate, pet. It’s so easy to get you wrapped around my finger, with just a few dirty words, a few whispered threats, a few hot promises.

Exceedingly erotic, edgy writing. What really has my attention are those "whispered threats".

 

[LizVegas79]

Please share your experience Have fun

I failed miserably LOL. I didn't even last four days. It was super bad timing for me. I'll try this AFTER Aunt Flo visits next month, not before!

 

[sally_sparrow]

I failed miserably LOL. I didn't even last four days. It was super bad timing for me. I'll try this AFTER Aunt Flo visits next month, not before!

Looking forward to your progress

 

[sally_sparrow]

Exceedingly erotic, edgy writing. What really has my attention are those "whispered threats".

So many possibilities