Eclipse Part 2 [mf] [link to part one in comments]

As I caught my breath, I pushed my breasts, their button gatekeepers now spread out across the floor, further out of my shirt and up towards his cock. I brushed my nipple against the head of his cock and heard him exhale at the sensation. I was barely allowed to touch him, however, before I was being pulled to my feet and shoved onto the bed.

It was here in a sea of white sheets I realized that my cunt was puffy and slick, swollen and sensitive. I didn’t have to touch it to know I had soaked my panties through. Wave after wave of uncomfortable gnawing began to wash over me as I started to long to have my pussy filled with something and the tension inside me broken. I squeezed my thighs together in protest, so hard my muscles shuddered.

Again, as if my mind was being read, my agony was brought to a swift end. I was instructed to slide further up onto the bed, so my legs were resting comfortably instead of dangling, and then, he wasted no time pushing my knees apart.

Eclipse Part One [mf] [light domination] [drug use] it’s really long, but I like to build tension so hopefully it’s worth it.

For the last year or so, I’ve been an active participant on some gone wild subreddits, a venture which has led to some interesting interactions and discoveries. Not the least of which was a meeting between an Australian man living in the UK and myself.

He decided to visit the U.S. in order to see the eclipse in Kentucky, and, as we had been carrying on conversation for several months, he invited me to join him on his road trip to the American South.

Of course, being in the line of totality for the first complete solar eclipse in my lifetime was a tantalizing offer, and it was compounded by the fact that he and I had passed countless hours discussing philosophy, morality, mental health, and literature. Not to mention Rick and Morty and Jurassic Park.

However, buzzing at the front of my mind like the soft beginnings of a Vicodin high was the OTHER topic often under discussion during the brief windows of time in which we were both awake. It was this delicious dizziness that really solidified my decision to go with him. I can say it was a desire to meet someone new, make a new friend, and gain an incredible experience that motivated me, but, for better or worse, my cunt is often my compass. It was the way the sexual tension between us would make me press my knees together in agonizing wanting that guided my feet.