Month: September 2016
When your breath gets shallow, when your eyes close because everything has dissolved into lust and need, when your hips involuntarily begin rocking and grinding into my fingers…your pussy clenching them with increasing frequency…that’s when I know you’re lost to everything but getting the release that’s promised at the end of such a build up of pleasure.
Suddenly I stop, my fingers still inside you, your pussy absently coaxing them deeper. You look back at me with a mixture of lust, desperation and defiance. I just smile back. Just before you begin to speak in protest I begin again, just where I left off, your hips begin grinding again as you forget what you were about to say. Nothing else matters as the pleasure consumes you again. You’re close…so close.
On and on we go. I made it clear you can pull off at any time, but you’re not cumming until it pleases me. We both know you’re rooted here, your brain craving the pleasure each movement creates, until I let you cum or you pass out. I’m feeling particularly sadistic tonight. You won’t cum tonight until you’ve admitted a few of your dirtier fantasies to me – in detail – as I tease your clit gently.
Making you crave is intoxicating and I intend to consume quite a bit tonight. For now let’s build you up…it feels so good. You plead for me not to stop. But we’re just getting started.
Fuck this is so hot to read @onedeadpoet
its a good thing i didn’t touch while i read or i mighta accidentally cum and had to explain myself to @always-dripping
