Sick of waiting (MF) (light fem dom) (humiliation)

I’m fucking sick of you. You’re just standing over there pretending not to look at me. You have frustrated me with your distance and reservations for too long. Time is up, you fucking sicko. The Queen wants your head and she is going to take it.

I approach you quickly. I grab your hand with mine and walk us out the front door to the back of some neighboring garage.

“What are you doing. This is a bad…”

“Shut up.” I tell you my hands undoing your belt and pulling down the waist band of your boxer briefs.

“I’m tired of waiting for you. This happens now.” I get on my knees.

“Someone is going to see,” you twitter.

“I told you to be quiet. Unbutton your shirt.” I watch you from the ground.

You quickly unbutton your shirt. I have your dick in my hand and I’m licking my lips imagining how good youre going to taste in my mouth.

I part my lips and open my jaw. And as I pull you in my mouth, I gently graze the head of your cock with my teeth. Sliding softly down the shaft, while twisting the base with my hand.

I need my Daddy. (M/f) (oral) (fingering)(making the fuck out)

Daddy Long Legs.

I have a problem and I need your help solving it.

Daddy, will you help me? Please?

I’m so desperate. I’ve looked high and low. Left and right and you’re the only one who seems like he is worthy of helping me.

You. With those long fucking legs and those whirring eyes. You. I need you. I want you and only you, Daddy.

See, my pussy is so fucking wet that the crotch of my panties are soaked. See? My fingers are completely dripping. And there’s this tickle I can’t describe. It’s so intense, Daddy. Help me.

It’s throbbing for you, Daddy. I was hoping that I might convince you to taste it. Maybe suck it a little. I think you’d like it. I tasted myself just now and I think you might enjoy some time with it.

Would you like that, Daddy? Would you like to help me? I want you to make me cum.

Put your lips on my clit and pull gently. Insert those gorgeous hands into my warm wet cunt and scratch this itch. I feel like I’m going to die unless you make me cum. It’s urgent. Please. Please.

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Gimme

My god I want you.

Gimme.

See this fucking wet pussy. It wants you plunging DEEP. Dive, my beautiful boy.

Deep and fast.
Deep and slow.
Just deep.
I want it deep.
Fill me up with every inch of you.
My pussy needs it.
It seeks you in the quiet moments, the stolen moment,…my most private moments
I have fucked you THOUSANDS of times.
You have taken me…hundreds.
I came every time.

Fuck me, sailor. Come on. Lose yourself in me. Make me feel safe.
Yeah, right there. Fill it up with your fat juicy cock. I want you to.

I never want you to stop.
Fuck me. And. Never. Stop. Fucking me.

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An opportunity

****First time poster. This is the first erotica I’ve attempted. I am open to suggestion and feedback. I’m always looking to improve. Sorry for any weird formatting. I hope you enjoy.

An opportunity presents itself. A moment alone without the eyes of others to notice the growing need between them.

Kat watched Thomas from across the room-taking all of him in. The length of his long limbs awakened desire within her. The way he moved, his dark hair, his swagger, that fucking 5 o’clock shadow she dreamed of scratching rhythmically between her thighs- God, she wanted him. She wanted to run her fingers along his smooth white skin and search his lean muscles to assuage every last bit of lingering tension from him. She could relieve him of anything, if he’d let her. She wanted to. And she knew he wanted her to.

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