Chapter 2: A Bad Day
Hands tied, mouth gagged, I'm waiting patiently on soft, satin sheets. I can hear steps, heels emphasizing their presence making me aware I'm not alone.
A finger tracing my bodice, as if they made this art as I was simply the canvas. A ticklish sensation of several leather straps gliding down my body, the goosebumps rising.
"Do you have any idea what I want to do to you Omi?" I nod my head no since I couldn't speak. Her voice deep with such desire it makes me want to rub my thighs despite them being pulled apart.
She leans in to leave her hot breaths to kiss the side of my face.
I was a blushing mess.
"I want everything Om-."
My alarm clock rings once again waking me from my sweet dream. I groan in annoyance, my left arm covering my eyes from the soft morning glow rising. I breathe in deeply as I try to calm myself down from the excitement. However, my legs seemed to have a mind of their own as they begin to rub each other as I feel a wet sensation down there.
I look to my right to notice I had woken an hour early. Contemplating to have the time to touch me thinking it would only take a few minutes.
I slide my hand underneath the covers. Inhaling deeply as my desire once again rises making my body feel hot all over. I could no longer handle myself. To restrain me from touching.
My other hand flicking the soft buds to become harden. My eyes close reliving the wet dream I just had.
Her eyes.
Her soft yet hard piercing eyes penetrating their way into my soul. With a snap of her fingers, if she desired, I would have stripped myself ready for her.
My fingers begin to flick the engorged, blushing bud. My secretions becoming more prominent as I begin to make myself reach my high.
Think of her hands softly rubbing my body. The thought of her mouth leaving a trail of wet kisses on my chest and stomach. Her tongue sweeping around my cunt to eat up the juice I have graciously want to give her.
My finger inside: one, two, three. Penetrating my core to create a torrent of havoc inside my cunt.
Three fingers pumping in and out of my pussy. My other hand groping my breasts, teasing the nipples to harden in desire.
"Give me everything Omi."
"Mm... ah," moaning uncontrollably to the rise of my peak.
Hands flicking in and out to bring me the big O. I want it, I want it so bad. The desire building up to the main point.
Her.
I want her.
All of her.
Every single element that makes her who she is, I want to make her mine.
"Uh... oh... ooh... ahh... fuck!!!" the release of my gushing waves explode onto my hand as I let go of my desire.
For a minute, I'm unmoving, thinking about what I could do to my boss if she were ever mine.
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A Woman's Touch(Sample-Only on Dreame)
RomanceJoin the world of the poor and the proper of two women colliding. BDSM, heathens, love, sex and obsession brings the whirl wind of two people committing to one another in this dangerous attraction. When one girl leaves home to the big Apple nothin...