Spread you open. Lick your clit, put my fingers in your pussy. Eat you like you're a Sunday roast until you forget your own name. Until you beg for it.
Yoga4Lyfe
God.
I'm touching myself already.
Heat punches through my gut.
StatMan12
Slow down. You only move when I tell you to.
Yoga4Lyfe
Bossy again.
StatMan12
Always. Now tell me exactly what your hand is doing.
Silence. Then she responds.
Yoga4Lyfe
My fingers are just... resting on my clit. Barelythere. Waiting for you.
I grip myself harder, breath ragged.
StatMan12
Good girl. Don't move them yet. I want you desperate for it.
Yoga4Lyfe
I already am.
StatMan12
Say it.
Yoga4Lyfe
I want you. I want your mouth. I want you holding me still and dominating me.
I swear under my breath and stroke faster, imagining her just down the hall, flushed and needy and waiting for a command.
I fist my cock properly now, groaning quietly into the dark of my room. I picture her in the room down the hall doing the same thing. It's wrong. It's a lie. But it's also the only thing keeping me from losing my mind completely.
Yoga4Lyfe
I'm close already. Just thinking about you.
StatMan12
Don't come yet. Wait for me.
Yoga4Lyfe
