“Fuck.” I hear her mumble under her breath and she readily uses her other fingers to rub my clit, but she still doesn't add anymore fingers into my pussy.
She's such a little tease.
“Tell me what you thought about.” She orders me as she abruptly moves back up to me, her face directly staring down at mine as she continues screwing me.
I moan, my eyes blinking from the overwhelming pleasure. “I thought about your fingers stretching my pussy out…just like this.”
“Fuck.” Juliette gasps and moans at my words. Her free hand moving towards my face as she sticks her thumb in my mouth. “Such a filthy, little mouth.”
She's so turned on right now, I can tell. She's looking down at me with the darkest eyes I've ever seen. I can feel how much she desires me right now and that only turns me on further.
I suck on her thumb and grind on her fingers. “Deeper baby,” I mumble around her thumb.
She obliges instantly, hitting my g-spot, she dives in deeper and I can feel her finger curling inside me. She's such a quick learner, it's incredible.
“I thought about it too …” she admits, her chest heaving heavily, “I thought about fucking you, how wet your cunt would feel, how loud you would moan for me.”
“I need more fingers,” I whine as her thumb slips out of my mouth. I feel myself coming closer to an imminent high because of her words and fingers.
She's thought about me too; she's fantasized about me; that makes me positively drip.
“Beg for more,” she demands, thrusting harder into me, her forehead resting against mine.
“Fuck you,” I retort, annoyed, which spurs her to screw me even harder and I have to control my eyes from rolling out of my skull.
She chuckles darkly, “No baby, I'mfucking you.”
“Please, give me more fingers,” I beg loudly, not caring about my pride right now.
How can I care about something as trivial as pride when she's buried inside me? When my pussy is only getting wetter and wetter the more she thrusts into me?
Clearly, my words aren't enough because she keeps teasing me. “Tell me you're a slut.”
I moan painfully, gazing deep into her darkened, almost sadistic eyes. “I'm a slut.”
“That's right, you're a fucking slut for me,” she says in a pleased, yet animalistic tone.
Instantly, she enters another finger inside my wet pussy. I whimper at the feeling of resistance. It feels so good, but there's a tinge of pain there, which is quickly soothed when I feel her lips melting onto my forehead.
I almost convulse at that gentle act, especially when she leans back down staring at me as she thrusts in and out. I bite my bottom lip and cry out, feeling my high coming.
“That's right darling, cum on my fingers,” Juliette whispers gently, yet demanding at the same time and that's all it takes.
I feel myself clenching around her fingers and in the haze, I can see how mesmerised she is by how my cunt has spasmed around her fingers and that only makes the pleasure that zaps through my body that much more pleasurable.
“Fuck!” I scream out my hands gripping the sheets so tightly that I could tear them apart.
My legs rustle against the bed, violently shaking as my body jerks in response. My eyes blink open and shut a few times—I swear I can see stars right now. I've never been on ecstasy, but I assume this is what it would feel like.
I can't hear anything, see anything or even taste my own tongue right now, all I can do is breathe, like I'm in my own very little bubble with Juliette in it and nothing can intercept it.
“I wanna try something,” She says abruptly, retracting her fingers and I whine at the loss of contact.
“You can do whatever you want to me,” I tell her, trying to regain my breathing and she looks as if I've just told her the best news of her life.
I'm being incredibly honest. My pussy can take whatever she wants to give me, no matter how swollen or tired I am, because desire lives in my bones, residing so deep inside me and every time I see her, it awakens.
No matter what she gives me, I need more and more, so I'll take anything she gives me. Before I know it, Juliette lowers herself further onto me so that her pussy is aligned with mine. I find it so utterly adorable how stiff and nervous she is right now that I find myself smiling at her. The softness just oozes out of me.
