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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I can almost hear your brain ticking, wondering if you should put some porn on the TV, it wouldn't bother me either way but I'm kinda glad when you decide against it and move behind me.
You are at a slight angle and so you sweep my hair over one shoulder, giving you a close up view of exactly how much i'm enjoying myself. My tongue is making lazy circles around her clit. I don't even know her name and not only is my face covered in her juices, but i'm teasing her, ticking her clit lightly, a hit, a tease of what is to come later on.
Your hand snakes its way into my hair, I react to the pain as you twist my hair in your hand by nipping her clit slightly making her moan with need. You pull my head towards you using my hair and kiss me deeply, not wanting her to feel left out I use the opportunity to slide a finger into her, she reacts wildly to it, her tight little pussy griping at my finger in need and desire.
You push my face back down into her dripping wet cunt and I eagerly resume what I was doing, my tongue flicking over her clit with more force now, less teasing but still not enough to take her close to orgasm, I want her to be begging for that as I have plans for her.
I make sure you still have a good view of my tongue sliding into her pussy, my face covered in her juices, I know you've been looking forward to seeing it for a while and I am so happy with whats happening I really don't want you to be disappointed!
I'd become distracted by the fun I was having so I jumped a mile when there was a click and a flash. It didn't take more then a moment to realise you had my camera and had decided to make sure we had some evidence of our fun. (lets face it, it's much easier to wank or fuck with a memory if ti's playing on a screen in front of you )
You took plenty of photos and even some video, capturing licks and moans, I felt you move my panties half way down my thighs, I knew what kind of photo that would produce: my stockings and suspenders framing my ass and shaven pussy, my panties pulled down and my pussy wet and shiny with my own arousal. That photo would showcase exactly what I am, a hedonistic little slut relishing every filthy moment. |
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Part One.
As I put my key in the door I heard a familiar noise, one that never ceases to put a smile on my face. Your low moan and I could have sworn I heard you mutter something to a deity that you don't believe in.
I really quietly opened the door and snuck into the hallway, listening carefully I realised that you were in the living room and so I quickly went to the bedroom and dumped my bag. I was already dressed to kill so it didn't take me long till I was sneaking my way back up the hall way in my stockinged feet. I put my shoes on just outside the door so I didn't make too much noise.
Opening the door I looked over to the sofa with a huge grin. You'd moved the coffee table out of the way and where it normally sat, there was a girl on her knees, her head buried in your lap. She was dressed similarly to myself, killer heels, stockings, suspenders, cute little dress. I can only assume the dress barely covered her ass when she was stood. As it was I had a gorgeous view of her arse and her panties which were as damp as my own.
I looked over at you and you grinned and slid your hand into her hair, keeping her mouth firmly on your cock. Then with a wink motioned me to say something.
"Hello Sweetie… I'm home"
Short but sweet, I'm emailing it to him in parts while he is at work, anyone want part two?
