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august 11th

you couldn't take it anymore. it has been more than a week since you have touched yourself. being next to ellie the whole lunch was torture. she looked so good and smelt like heaven. sometimes, she brushed her finger against your thigh, by accident. but the sensation was enough to get your panties wet. her voice sounded too good today. she could have eaten outside with mel and abby, or on the couch with owen and jesse. instead, she decided she would eat with dina, lev and you. and when she was touching your skin again by accident, no one except you and her knew. you felt your thighs clenching, and she felt them too.

but now, her green eyes follow you leaving the kitchen to go upstairs after you said you had to use the bathroom. dina is too busy eating to care, but ellie knows it is weird you are going upstairs when there are toilets downstairs as well. she quickly stands up and makes her way to the stairs. she checks the bedroom but she turns her head slowly and tries to stay quiet when she hears noises coming from the bathroom.

she knows you were in there, and she is about to knock on the door to ask you if you are okay, until she hears something she never thought she would hear.

moans.

she hears moans coming straight from the bathroom. your soft moans.

you are standing against the door where ellie stands on the other side. you back leans against the cold door and it feels so good. you may be moaning too loudly but you can't help. your shaking fingers are working on your growing clit. your eyes are closed but all you can see is ellie standing in front of you, her arms crossed while she tells you how good you are for her. you imagine her telling you how bad she wants you to fuck yourself with your own fingers.

her name is about to escape your lips. here you are, half naked against the bathroom door with your panties at your ankles, rubbing your clit while you think about ellie.

ellie can't believe what she is hearing, and what she would give to see you. your pretty moans are sending shivers down her spine, and between her legs. she wonders how you are touching yourself and if you are fully naked. she leans her back against the wall next to the door and closes her eyes. she thinks you are playing with your clit, but she kind of want to hear you fucking your pussy too. she hopes you will finger yourself so hard that she will be able to hear the wet noises your cunt can make.

you moan, and ellie feels her own pussy getting wet. she can't touch herself listening to you masturbating. it would be so fucked up. but she knows it would feel so good to get off just at the sound of your voice. so she clenches her legs just enough to stimulate her clothed clit.

'fuck' you moan when you tease your entrance with another finger.

when the finger is fully inside of you, you take a deep breath. if only it was her finger instead of yours. ellie dreams of having her fingers inside of you. she would pleasure you, she would get her fingers deep inside of you, so deep you wouldn't be able to say a proper sentence and would just cry.

her mind goes crazy when she thinks of how wet you must be. your juices must be dripping on your hand and probably down your legs. your nipples must be hard, and she wishes to be on the other side of this door to grab your titties and suck and eat them both. how bad she wants to see and touch them.

you add another finger, though you don't really feel them. but thinking about ellie naked on the bed with her legs spread gets you close to your orgasm. you grab firmly your tittie and squeeze it as you keep stimulating your clit and try to move your fingers inside you at the same time. but you can't. so you remove your fingers to just rub your clit.

and you think of ellie's breath getting faster as she moves her fingers up and down inside of her own pussy, whispering your name, moaning it. and you cum to the thought of ellie having an orgasm. and ellie hears all of it. you just came into the bathroom while you thought no one would know.

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