Nobody Gets Me.

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i gasped loudly once she stuck her finger inside me. that's why i haven't been letting her do anything. i'm really sensitive right now, not knowing why. i think my body is just going through changes because of the weather. something. but every touch feels much more intense. or i'm just needing some sexual feeling. who knows. i just know i've been having things to do with work lately.

beyonce bit her lip watching my face as i tried my best to keep myself together. if i scream.... she'll swear she's doing something. which she is but no need so boost her ego more than it already is. she already swear she can eat better pussy than me. which is definitely not true.

"you look so good babycakes." she kissed down my body and spread my legs more than they were. my hand grabbed her head as she ate me like it was nothing. everything felt.... magical. from the curl of her finger to the flick of her tongue. can't forget the sucking with her lips. that's enough to drive me crazy! i love the feel of her touch so much. she knows just what to do to make me fold under her.

"i can do whatever i want?" she hovered over me biting her lip and i felt slight pressure down there. not too much, but enough. i grunted as it went further. a small stretch is going on. "does it hurt? i just added an extra finger. let me know if it's too much."

i nodded trying to adjust to it. the shit lowkey hurt, but i felt it going away. in no time she was stroking normally, and my orgasm was coming closer. she continued to lick all over my body, leaving marks in between. i'm not even mad at it. usually, i would complain because of my job, but right now i don't care. she better fuck me stupid.

"i wanna use the strap..." pssshhhh.

"you're pushing it." i lowly sucked all my breath in feeling her fingers touch my spot. and she talking about a strap? obviously i don't need that shit, this is enough. more than enough. i don't even play like that, and she know it. "oh my godddd." literally i started to cum. that extra finger was something serious.

"i wanna use something....so i'll be right back."

feeling her fingers leave, i sighed heavily looking at the ceiling. hopefully this sensation goes away before she gets back. i'm not trying to be overstimulated. sex soreness is not funny, i don't see how bey doesn't cry over that. it's painful actually.

when she came back out, she had a pink vibrator and a red one being the rose. i lowkey got nervous for that one. that thing is enough alone. good god.

she wasted no time to get in position before turning both devices on. i watched as she stuck the pink one inside me a bit, and the rose directly on my clit.

"you have to be a good girl." her eyes met mine as i moaned slightly. a good girl is insane. this is a lot already. i tried to close my legs but she wouldn't let me. just kept a smirk on her face while watching me.

"fuuucckkk, bey turn it down. baby plea-" i bit my lip feeling my stomach tighten already. it's definitely that rose doing all that. it's too much. that's why that thing sits in the back of my closet alone. never that serious to nut.

"good girl, remember?"

i'm not going anywhere today. like at all. my only plan is to lay in this bed doing shit. beyoncé literally did whatever she wanted. i'm not too much complaining because it was cool and all. but i am sore as hell. she didn't let me do a thing to her at all. couldn't even lift my hand to pull her into a kiss. baby was serious when she said whatever she wanted.

i just didn't let her go too far with the straps. she be thinking she me or something. i'm not even sure if she can actually work a strap. if i ever get the courage to let her do it, i'll for sure teach her. but right now, is not the time. or anytime soon.