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Story: Barons of Decay
She shakes her head, teeth bearing down on her bottom lip. She doesn’t want to tell me. That’s okay, I can find out later. I walk over to the armchair and drag it closer to the bed. “Now,” I position the chair near the foot, “move to the edge of the bed.”
She slides over, tossing one leg and then the other over the side. Topless, she sits back on her hands, that short little skirt still teasing me. She’s so much closer than she was earlier today when I sat up in those rafters and rubbed one out. So very close.
“Show me how DK touches you.”
Her knees rise up and then fall to the side, and she lifts up the little plaid skirt, showing off her panties. “He touches me here first,” she says lazily, fingers wandering between her thighs. “Teasing me.”
“He takes his time?”
“Sort of,” her head tilts to the side, “until he gets to the spot.”
“What spot?” I ask, digging my nails into my thigh.
“This one.” She yanks her panties to the side, giving me a sweet view of her pussy. Her legs spread wider. “Here.” Sheflicks her clitoris, then bites her bottom lip. “Right there, then he rubs it really hard.”
Yeah, I bet he does.
“Does that feel good?”
She nods, hair falling over her shoulders, across those pretty nipples. “Yes.”
“Then touch it. Just like he did.” I lean back, spreading my legs for room. “Make yourself feel good.”
Her finger makes a little circle, rolling over her clit. My own fantasy comes to mind, of me pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. Taking a long drag to get the end nice and red. Then I’d bend over and stab it right into her clit, letting the nerves burn.
I blink.
Fuck.
I take a deep, ragged breath.
That’swhy we look and we don’t touch.
“He slid his… you know against me,” she says, “pushing it between my legs.”
“Say the word.”
“What word?” she asks innocently.
“Whatdid he slide against you?”
She squirms, more embarrassed to say the words than do the act. “His erection.”
I make a face.
“Fine. His penis.”
“Do better.”
“His dick?”
That earns another expression.
“His cock.”
“There you go.” I lick my bottom lip. “Was he wet?”
“The tip.”
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