𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍 | 𝕭𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖊 𝕰𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝕴𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘

𝕹𝖔 𝕿𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌

masturbation/orgasmdenial/degrading/praising/overstimulation/bondage

Billie was in London for a Vogue photo shoot 

You weren't gonna see her for weeks and you needed some release

Something to just push you through until you next saw her 

Not having her with you was killing you

You hadn't felt her touch in months and it was driving you insane

She told you not to touch yourself while she was away but you couldn't help it

And to make things even worse was how the outfits and the Burberry London lingerie she wore clung to her body perfectly displaying her sexy curves

She was perfect

You craved her

But for now you resorted to yourself

You lay on your shared bed with your fingers deep inside yourself imagining it was your girlfriend between your legs

Her fingers inside you with her tongue in your throbbing clit

With the thought of that and your fingers working against your g spot, you were continuously pushed to your edge but never far enough to fall over

You needed her

But she's in a different country so you just have to sit here and wait

You try going faster and harder but it wasn't working

Because it wasn't her

Eventually you gave up

Nothing felt as good as Billie's fingers inside you

Or her lips wrapped around your bud while she abuses it with her tongue

Or the feeling of her completely destroying you with a strap

Nothing could even come close

You lay in bed staring up at the ceiling, still naked and dripping wet, when you hear the door downstairs being opened

You freeze in fear as it could be anyone walking into your house

You hear the sound of heels making there way up the stairs until they stop outside your room

The door slowly opens, revealing a dark silhouette

As the figure comes closer you hear a dark chuckle

"Awww you just couldn't wait could you darling?" the voice pierces through you and sends an electric shock to your throbbing pussy

You know you're in trouble now

"I couldn't help it I needed some release but I didn't cum I promise I'm sorry" you try to convince her but she just steps forward, slowly unzipping her dress, and watched as it falls off of her shoulders as she leans over you

"I said you weren't allowed to touch yourself while I was gone" she says in a low raspy voice, sending shivers down your spine

You needed her so bad right now

"I'm sorry, mommy" you say looking up at her innocently

She lazily dragged her nails down your body before running her fingers up and down your slit feeling the wetness on her fingertips

"You're soaked princess" she smirks "why is that?"

You stay silent in embarrassment and pleasure as she runs her fingers over your needy clit