Author: LunaErotica

“What are your plans for this evening?” He asked as he grabbed his coat, ready to leave.
“Claire is coming over for a girls night.” I stood up to kiss him as he left.
“Be good and have fun” he waved from the door.
After it had closed behind him I breathed a big sigh of relief. I thought he’d never leave.
My phone pinged and I saw Claire’s name. My heart skipped a beat when I saw she’d sent an image. It was a full frontal nude, captioned with “I can’t wait to see you”
Instantly I was wet. I could not wait for her to get here.
Claire and I had been fucking since we were 16. Through boyfriends and getting married and kids, we’d meet up at least once a week.
I’d lost my virginity to her. She’d taught me how to kiss, how to orgasm, no man I’d been with had ever stood a chance.
I still had 20 minutes before she was due to arrive, and my pussy was aching for her. I could get myself off quickly now and still be ready for her later.
I climbed the stairs slowly, deliberately rubbing my thighs together and savouring the pressure on my clit. I thought about all the times Claire and I had snuck off to be together. Our go to place for a long time had been the local swimming pool. We rarely got further than the changing rooms.
Our local swimming pool had large, lockable rooms for mums swimming with babies. Because we’d “swim” late at night there was never any danger of them being used for their actual purpose, which made them perfect for two women desperate to taste each other.
My swim bag had all sorts of toys wrapped up in the towels, so we were always prepared.
I climbed into bed as I thought about the way she tasted. Her sitting on my face on the cold stone floor, as she sucked on my clit while fucking me with a dildo. I grabbed my vibe out of my drawer, slowly teasing my clit with gentle vibrations, thinking about her sucking and gently rubbing my clit, willing her to hurry up and arrive. All I wanted was to feel her pussy rubbing against mine. Just thinking about it was enough to tip me over the edge.
Fuck, I needed that.
I cleaned up, but didn’t dress, and stayed on the bed, leaving some toys laid out next to me.
I typed out a quick text to Claire.
“The door is unlocked, I’m waiting for you”
I blindfolded myself and enjoyed the darkness.
After a while I heard footsteps on the stairs, and the bedroom door creaking open. I heard her sharp intake of breath as she took in the sight of me, her ready and willing fuck toy.
I felt her weight on the end of the bed, between my ankles as she sat down.
Slowly she trailed her fingers up my left, gently brushed it over my clit and then began a slow descent down many right leg.
As her fingers reached my knee her lips hit my clit. The moan I let out came from somewhere deep and feral. The part of me that needed to be owned by her.
She clearly felt the need to own me. Her lips and tongue were quickly joined by her fingers, moving in a circular motion, stretching out my walls.
“Yes, oh fuck yes”
She slipped a finger into my ass and the sensory overload sent my brain into a frenzy. I was right on the edge and then everything stopped.
“Oh no kitten. I am going to enjoy you”
My pussy ached for her fingers. I felt her leg straddle my hip. Something moist rubbed against my clit. Her moans told me it was her clit. Oh fuck what a feeling. She rubbed herself against me quicker and quicker, her breathing becoming ragged as she reached climax. Then, once again she stopped.
The frustration spilled out in a whimper.
I felt her move away and for a couple of minutes I had no idea where she was, and then she was back, her leg back over my hip.
This time though I felt something cold against my opening. Slowly it stretch me out and filled me up.
“I’ve been dying to use a double ended dildo” she moaned as she started rubbing herself on me soaked mound. “I’m going to plug you as well”
Oh fuck, she slipped the plug into place and filled me completely. As she ground into my clit she stretched her hands out to pinch my nipples.
Her moans became louder, and her breathing shorted
“Oh fuck Lucy”she screamed as she came over me.
I matched her orgasm with my own, screaming her name.
We laid there for a little while in silence, then she leant over and kissed me hard and slow.
“Next week I’m going to eat you alive” she whispered as her weight shifted away.
I waited until I’d heard her car drive away before I moved.
I couldn’t wait for next week.

“If I’m asleep when you get home, fuck me anyway”

I sent the text and then arranged myself on the bed, in just a tiny black thong. I always woke up the second he got home, like subconsciously I was aware of something changing around me, but tonight I was going to pretend to be asleep.

I’d always loved the idea of him having full control of me, but he always held back a little. I really wanted tonight to be the night.

I must have drifted off, but sure enough I woke up the second I heard the bedroom door slide open. The streetlight outside our bedroom illuminated the room just enough that he could see my bare skin without needing to turn the light on. I heard him exhale slowly. A sure sign he liked what he was seeing.

His hands were cool on my skin, running slowly up the back of my legs, caressing my ass and then running back down. His touch became rougher with each cycle up. I stayed still, and quiet. I need him so badly. He started to caress the inside of my thigh, brushing at the fabric of my thong as he worked him hands up, and then back down my legs. Read more »