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Did I come in the shower,...
Before π₯
After π₯π₯, OR
Both?. π₯π₯π₯
What's your guess?.
He suggested it, casually, not even directly at first. 'That bench would look better with you on it'. She laughed, in that reactive way that she does when he says something she isn't expecting. In a corner of the adult club, sensual music drifiting around them, he pulled her gently towards himself, running his hand up the split in the side of her skirt as he murmered into her neck, 'Let me do what I want with you tonight '. She felt a familar twinge in her belly, and warmth between her thighs, as she whispered her willingness. 'Yes, I am yours, do what you wish' The excitement of letting go, of not knowing. His lips moved to her mouth, and they kissed, slowly, sensuously, their tongues colliding as the blood in their bodies moved faster.
He slowly moved her backwards, turning her around before sliding her jacket from her arms, leaving her in a transparent bralette and a see thru lace skirt, her flimsy underwear exposing her arse. With her face towards the wall, she could feel eyes watching as he removed her bra and guided her towards the bench. Slowly he removed the skirt, leaving the flimsy knickers which she knew covered little. His hands moved over her breasts and she let out an involuntary gasp, as her body came to rest over the bench.
He trailed the cords of the flogger teasingly over her legs. 'Do you want to feel this on your skin?. Do you want it to hurt?' She nodded as she softly replied, 'Yes, I do'. The first strike surprised her, as much by the pain as the rush of wetness she felt between her legs. Moments passed in a dream like state, with a vague awareness of murmers from other people in the room - how many were watching? She didn't know. Didnt want to know. Ignorance is sexy.
Just as she felt she couldnt take any more, she felt gentle hands move over her body again, and a tongue on her nipple. She let out a groan, surrendering herself to whatever was next, as he murmered in her ear 'Is tonight the night? Are you ready for what you said you wanted? To have strangers use you?' 'Yes, please, I want it! I want to be used, I want to be fucked by people I can't see and don't know!' Soon she felt unknown hands moving between her legs, as her partners familar face moved in front of her, their eyes locking,and she knew he was checking again that she was ok, that this was what she wanted. She nodded again, and her eyes focused on the one she knew and loved, as he moved towards her and she hungrily slid her tongue and mouth over his cock as it entered her mouth. She felt her knickers pulled to the side and she knew with certainty, that a stranger was about to fuck her, fulfilling her long held fantasy. As someone entered her from behind, she heard herself moan with pleasure, feeling completely captured by the moment, every nerve ending in her body tingling with sensation. Moments passed, and their body shuddered against her as they came hard, groaning as he removed himself.
Again, hands on her breasts, tenderly, teasing, she felt ready to explode with longing. Her knickers come off completely, and she was entered once more, thrusting hard and quick, she didnt know if she could hold on any further.
'Not yet' someone whispered in her ear.
She breathed deeply, loudly as she felt the second person come and release her hips.
This time she felt fingers, gently entering her, as her breasts were caressed, she could hear herself, the noises she was making, but she felt removed from her voice, so overwhelmed was she by the sensations in her entire body.
The fingers moved skilfully, her breasts were still being caressed, and then she felt herself entered again, and she knew she couldnt stop this time. Her body exploded, shivers and tingles everywhere, utter bliss shooting through her body and mind.
She could hear other moans in the room, and hands on her body, but she felt she had lost control, she was possessed by the moment so completely and utterly.
Soon, she lay in a blanket, in the arms of her love. Not knowing who had touched her, not knowing who had seen. But complete, and whole, and alive.
I spent most of my teenage years on church pews hearing that I should cover up so that I don't cause anyone to sin.
Here I am for the first time - please be kind... and let me know if I made you stumble.Β I might decide to do it again. π