She & He. Masturbation. Self-Pleasure. Fantasy.

An erotic story by naughty night night.

I am naked and on top of him, his arms wrapped around my waist while I’m slowly picking up the pace. Moving my hips faster, up and down, pushing myself harder into him and sighing out with every release. I feel the heat between my legs increasing. His touch makes me weak, especially because he is playing with my clit. I love this position, it gives me control. I press my nails harder into his shoulder, leaving a mark while I hold his face with my other hand.

‘Oh fuck,’ I scream and I let my head fall back. Sweat drips down between my breasts towards my belly button. He follows it with his eyes and licks it back upwards. This is how sex is supposed to be, raw and dirty. He bites softly on my upper lip placing his hand around my neck, holding me into a position I can’t escape from. Then, while he is still biting my lip, he whispers: ‘Later when you are home, you think of this moment and play with yourself.’

I feel myself blushing.

‘Okay?' He asks when I don’t respond immediately. ‘Do it when you get home,’ he adds.

I nod. Of course I will, I’ll do whatever he tells me. And then he lets me come.

So when he drops me off at my place later, he places his thumb under my chin turning me towards him. ‘Remember what I said baby.’ He looks at me with an intense look in his eyes and a confident smile. I smile back and give him a soft, long kiss while I get out of the car.

Once I am inside, I open the big doors towards the garden letting the sun and fresh air come in. I kick off my heels, zip down my dress and walk barefoot towards the big sofa. I let myself sink into the soft pillows and listen to the piano music my neighbor is playing. I close my eyes for a moment. My fingers slip under the lace of my black thong. I start to stroke my skin softly and let my thoughts wander back to last night. A smile appears on my face and I look to the left, into the mirror where I meet my own eyes. I carefully open my legs and let my whole hand disappear in my thong while I keep watching myself. I love how I look like this.

My other hand pulls the thin fabric from my bra to the side, freeing my nipple and I squeeze it softly between two fingers. Goosebumps appear over my boobs, arms and belly. I’m letting myself have it, softly stroking over my intimate parts. Barely touching, making it even more intense. I long for more and sigh, while I open my legs wider. My face is blushing as I draw circles around my clit with two fingers, just the way I like it. Slowly, I add more pressure making it impossible to hold my body still. I feel sensations growing between my thighs and my legs start to shake. More pressure, more circles. I moan, letting my breath go. I have to close my eyes while I'm almost reaching my climax.

‘Play with yourself’

His voice echoes in my head. Soft and steady, repeating the words over and over like a gentle command. My fingers already know the way. And when I fasten their rhythm, everything inside me begins to build. Heat spreads from my feet, curling through my thighs rising to the crown of my head.

My muscles tighten.

My body trembles.

And then slowly, pleasure takes over.

I reach my orgasm so intensely, I let myself roll to the floor.

Out of breath I grab my phone to let him know I abso-fucking-lutely remembered what he said.

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