Finger Painting

By on April 27, 2011.

27th April 2011

Reaching down between my legs I find the smooth soft skin of my pussy and gently stroke. Slowly I explore, caressing my thighs and the outer folds of my pussy, taking my time, savouring the sensation of my touch. I close my eyes and try to forget that it is my hand on me, in my mind’s eye I see Him; laying beside me, one hand propping up his head as they other travels slowly over His possession.

“Open wider” he whispers into my ear

With two fingers he eases my pussy lips apart, I push my hips up slightly, needing more, but he continues to delicately stroke the tender lips of my pussy, working them further apart as he does. My clit is throbbing, aching for his touch but he avoids the delicate little spot using his finger to tease me.

He works his fingers around the hole of my pussy in ever decreasing circles, finally meeting with the juices that are oozing from me. Dipping the tip of his finger into my opening he probes at me swirling his finger round and round until I am wriggling in frustration under his hand. Grasping a hand full of my hair he pins my head back on the bed as he trails his sticky wet finger over my mouth, painting my juices across my lips as if applying lipstick to me.

My tongue darts out and I try to draw his finger into my mouth, I want to suck on it….

“No, like that, I want my little whore’s lips painted with her own juices”

Back between my pussy thighs he uses two fingers pushing them just inside my hole, coating them again and again with my sticky moisture, this time when he runs them across my lips they leave a thick layer of glistening cum which he trails down over my chin and onto my neck.

“Such a pretty little whore” I hear Him mutter

This time he doesn’t hesitate and drives 2 fingers deep into me, I can feel him slip ever so slightly down the bed next to me so that he can angle his hand lower and push his fingers deeper and harder into me.

My pussy starts to tighten around Him, drawing him in and pushing him out with equal measure, letting go of my hair he bring his free hand down over my pelvic mound and presses down, the fingers inside me press up towards his hand on the outside and together they seem to meet, the sensation is intense and my hips buck widely as he pushes down harder on me, pinning me to the bed.

The pressure within my pussy is building, I can feel my orgasm just waiting to gush forth, all I need is his fingers to find my clit and push me over the edge into ecstasy but he continues to probe and stretch and rub until I am whimpering and finally begging Him

“Please Sir, please rub my clit for me, please…… Please let me cum for you”

“Good girl” he purrs

“I thought you were never going to ask and then I would have had to have denied you”

As he speak I feel his hand tease back the tiny shield of skin that covers my precious little clit, I can feel that it already swollen, a little knot of pleasure standing out just waiting to me untied. For a moment he pauses, and then as his fingers circle around inside me with an ever increasing rhythm he rubs my clit with a matching pace. My neck arches and I cry out as my orgasm rips through me, the intensity of it hovering between pleasure and pain, my mind is gone, there is only this moment, this feeling, my pussy, His hands, nothing else matters as I give myself over to him. He plays my body like a musical instrument and in this moment, it sings for Him.

Mollyxxx

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  1. Arousing story…

    By the way your sluty stories have been read more than 100000 times. Congratulations.

    What will be your reward? Tell your Master about your accomplishment and let’s she how He will decide to reward you…

    • I know, I am very pleased about my number of hits. My blog is a labour of love and to know that people read it, makes it all the more satisfying.

      Mollyxxx

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