Touch Me! - Uncontrolled Activity

Touch Me! - Uncontrolled Activity

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

The continuing part to 'Touch Me!'

Summary

The continuing part to 'Touch Me!'

Content

Submitted: December 18, 2011

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Content

Submitted: December 18, 2011

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They hadn’t let their bodies meet lustfully for almost three days now. She was riddled with sexual energy.

It was Christmas. The vibrant, sensual, red lights that filled the dark corners standing around her sexually frustrated body screamed euphemistic values of the passionate night they had created only days ago. The red lights made the walls look alive and suave, just as he and she had made the bed in which they held their eroticism look efficacious and a place of immense sexual satisfaction.

She walked briskly through the artificially vibrant coloured high street of the town; the heels of her shoes hit the floor with authority and power, and her genuine fur coat swayed smoothly and deliberately in the lightly snow filled air with every step that she pursued. She was a woman of control. Her elegant blonde hair was pinned up firmly, her black vintage Chanel dress hugged her eager body tight, and her make-up rested perfectly on her beautiful face to bring forth the capturing bright blue eyes that nestled amongst it all. She could feel the attention from surrounding males and knew that she could dominate whenever she wanted with whomever she preferred however she pleased.

She reached her car with thoughts of rampant, uncontrolled sex. Determining and imagining in her mind what activities she was going to devour him with this time. She slid the key in the door lock and imagined how his hard, love-demanding dick would soon be sliding into her tension-charged pussy that evening. With a flushed face and a racing heart she entered the car; engine on, clutch down, first gear, and she was off. The control she had of the car let her imagine the control and domination she had over him those three days ago. She sped up and allowed herself to imagine how it resembled the speed to which she had fucked him hard in their bedroom, on their bed of passion to the point of their forceful climaxes.

She arrived at the house. The lights were off. She removed her phone from her coat pocket. Curious to know what was going on, she texted him asking:

“You’re not home? x”

The reply was quick.

“Baby, I’ll be home in an hour. I really need to fuck that sexy body tonight and see you come all over my dick! x”

 

She bit her lower lip with fervour and envisioned what was about to come of the evening through to the night. She briskly walked upstairs and into the room they had so solemnly performed their most ardent acts in. She smiled.

With little effort she rested on the bed and felt herself fall backwards. Her head rested gracefully against the pillows, and her body gathered amongst the sheets of the bed. Thoughts of their previous sexual acts overwhelmed her stationary mind. She sat up straight and slowly removed her arms from the coat she was so protectively wrapped in; it slid down her shoulders and onto the bed beneath her. She kicked her shoes off and rested her petite body back to its previous position.

The thoughts were graphically manipulating and incredibly sexy. She parted her lips and her breath grew more rapidly as her hands caressed her clothed breasts tightly; she added extra pressure on her solid nipples, which sent shivers through her gradually moistened pussy. Fluently her hands travelled down her dress to reach the end of it, she gripped the gown and pulled it back up towards her warm face until she had removed it fully to reveal her nearly naked body. Her see-through bra and nearly non-existent thong barely covered her most craved areas of desire. Her ravenous hands covered her breasts once again; each hand alternatively removing a shoulder strap and then mutually reaching for the clasp resting against her back. She slowly removed her bra and let it fall to the ground. Her fingers groped her erect nipples strongly. She loved her nipples being played with. She began to feel her pussy becoming moister; yearning for some attention!

Feeling prepared she allowed her fingers to reach her craving, wet, throbbing pussy. She was startled at how wet she was. She wanted to wait for him, but she couldn’t, she needed this now! Her fingers moved down past her swelling clit and met with the tunnel of love. She let her fingers fill it and pushed hard on her g-spot making her moan with gratified lust. She wanted it to be his dick fucking her hard! She settled for her fingers which were now ready to envelope her tingling clit! She found the spot that was going to make her come hard. She moaned louder with each placid movement. Her body sank as it reached its point of pre-climax; she caressed harder and more controlled until she felt herself coming fast. Her back arched and her legs fell open as she screamed with loud satisfaction at this self inflicted orgasm.

Her panting breath encouraged her head to fall to the side at which the doorway stood, and standing between it was him. His face washed with excitement and absolute urge as he’d seconds ago witnessed her masturbate...


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