This piece and my picture were inspired by the visual prompt on Kayla Lords Masturbation Monday.
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“Touch yourself”
“What? Nooooo”
“Oh come on, how many boys did you fuck in that little single bed?”
“None.”
“Really? None?”
“Ok, well maybe not none exactly.”
“I knew it, once a naughty girl always a naughty girl.”
“Actually I was a pretty virtuous girl until I met this bloke who corrupted me.”
“Yeah, right, it’s your story… Anyway, how’s it going there?”
“Oh alright I suppose. My brother is being his usual dick self and that is winding my Mum up but so far no one has thrown anything at anyone. Yet.”
“Well it is only 2 more days and then you will home and I can continue to corrupt your pure little soul. Ahhh that giggle fills my head with the most disgusting thoughts”
“Such as?”
“Touch yourself for me. Go on, in that little single bed where you did dirty things with pimpled youths. Push those tiny little fingers of yours into your cunt for me”
“They were not pimpled youths….”
“Do. It. Rub that cunt for me and think about how when you come home I am going to tie you to the bed, cut your panties off and peel open your folds so I can look at you properly. Can you feel my finger tips running up and down touching every part of your delicate little pussy. Can you?”
“Yes, oh yes, I….”
“And I will keep doing it, up and down, slowly but firmly watching your juices running out of you and when you start to buck and writhe with the need for more I will push you back down onto the bed with my other hand and trap you in place and make you take it”
“Shitttttttt….”
“What?”
“My Mum is calling me”
“I best stop then. We can carry on when you get home”
“No.”
“What?”
“I mean no sir, please. I can’t wait two days.”
“You can if I decide you can.”
“Oh god please…”
“Please what?”
“Please carry on, please let me cum, please…”
“But what about your Mum, it would be rude to ignore her.”
“It will be fine hang on…. Mum, I’ll be down in the few minutes I am just talking to Bobby”
“See, it’s fine. Please Sir, carry on.”
“Carry on? Telling you how I will touch you until you ache for me, how I will hold you there and tease you until your beg for me to push my thick fat fingers into your cunt. Tell you like that?
“Yes, tell me, like that.”
“And will you beg me?”
“Yes, please, please…I miss you”
“I miss you too dirty girl and when you get home I will show you just how much and you will beg me then to push my fingers in you, to fill your tight wet hole with them just like you are doing now with your own fingers but they are not the same are they Liza?”
“No, not the same, not the same at all.”
“Touch your clit for me Liza and think about my fingers inside you and my hot mouth on you there, right there where your fingers are frantically rubbing.”
“Come on baby, come for me now but don’t make a noise, otherwise I will have to put my hand over your mouth. That’s it Liza, listening to you is making me hard but unlike you I will wait until you get home to take my pleasure in your body but it will be worth the wait to defile you all over again.”
“Quickly now Liza or I will send you back to Mummy and you will have to wait too.”
“No, please…. don’t.”
“Come Liza, come for me, show me what a dirty girl you are…”
6 comments
Oh gosh, hurry up or wait, such a predicament
I was reading…reading…reading…oops forgot the whole thing because of the image. Aaaaaand now I’m just glad SOMEONE is a dirty girl. 🙂
This did not make me at all hot under the collar. 😉
Wow….love your writing and this site!
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Well that got the blood pumping ❤️