witch_fire
Chillin'
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"Now, i want you to touch yourself while i watch." He leaned forward to remove the silk scarf from the tray to reveal an array of sexual devices. There were dildos of varying sizes in materials from glass to latex to hard plastic. Several vibrators along with butt plugs of varying sizes were lined up beside a fresh tube of lubricant.
Her mind screamed at her to run from this situation even as her body went liguid and her sex grew wet. Arousal was winning the battle against her nervousness. Slowly, she spread her legs, draping one over the arm of the chair. Shifting forward, her hips rested on the edge of the chair, facing him.
Just those few, nonthreatening movements had here sex weeping for release. Just the feel of his hot gaze moving over her body and she was ready to come. Blowing out a long breath, she steadied herself before pulling up her skirt to bare her sex to his gaze. She knew what he'd see as she'd had a Brazilian bikini wax only a week ago leaving her mound nearly bare with only a strip of silky red curls.
At the first touch of her fingers, she sighed and pressed her hips harder against the chair. Moving deeper, she began stroking her clit, sending lightning bolts of sensual excess through her body. She stroked her clit and her vagina clenched, desperate for something, anything to penetrate her. With her free hand she reached between her thighs and entered herself with a finger. A soft moan escaped her when her vagina clamped down as if to draw it deeper.
Adding a second finger, her hips bucked against the increased sensation and a soft whimper broke from her throat. After a few strokes she knew it felt good but it just wasn't enough to give her the release she craved.
Removing her fingers, she sat up and inspected the tray before choosing a sleek, glass dildo. In the depths of the glass, colored strands swirled, red purple, and gold in the firelight.
Her mind screamed at her to run from this situation even as her body went liguid and her sex grew wet. Arousal was winning the battle against her nervousness. Slowly, she spread her legs, draping one over the arm of the chair. Shifting forward, her hips rested on the edge of the chair, facing him.
Just those few, nonthreatening movements had here sex weeping for release. Just the feel of his hot gaze moving over her body and she was ready to come. Blowing out a long breath, she steadied herself before pulling up her skirt to bare her sex to his gaze. She knew what he'd see as she'd had a Brazilian bikini wax only a week ago leaving her mound nearly bare with only a strip of silky red curls.
At the first touch of her fingers, she sighed and pressed her hips harder against the chair. Moving deeper, she began stroking her clit, sending lightning bolts of sensual excess through her body. She stroked her clit and her vagina clenched, desperate for something, anything to penetrate her. With her free hand she reached between her thighs and entered herself with a finger. A soft moan escaped her when her vagina clamped down as if to draw it deeper.
Adding a second finger, her hips bucked against the increased sensation and a soft whimper broke from her throat. After a few strokes she knew it felt good but it just wasn't enough to give her the release she craved.
Removing her fingers, she sat up and inspected the tray before choosing a sleek, glass dildo. In the depths of the glass, colored strands swirled, red purple, and gold in the firelight.

