‘I want to sit on Evie’s face and just enjoy her hot tongue between my wet folds.’
“Evie looks very enchanting in that red dress, which she dislikes, It lures me to fondle her beautiful curves while dancing with her but things turn unbearably erotic after I’d grab her ass. I see her face turning on then I’d take her hand and lead her through the people dancing to find any empty room, press her to a wall and I’d go down under her dress while she’s standing and have my arms around her legs and eat her out. I want to feel her weak knees resisting to keep standing.”
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“I wish to fuck Evie in a moving cart. To have her laying down with her legs on my shoulders and I’d finger fuck her until she squirt on my arm. To feel her warm panting directly on me and to have my eyes fully on every move from her body like her breast jiggling when the cart is bumping every time, because that will get me off. I want the driver to hear her moaning my name.”
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‘I’d be left in Evie’s bedroom alone on a one night, but everything in her room started a dirty imagination. Repeatedly, remind myself to keep calming this thirst; for she’s going to come in any time soon. But my exploring fingers spread on that embroidered bed sheet of hers and rousing this irrefutable tickling sensation; making me yearn for nothing but more. I push my palms slow as I squeeze onto the sheet in hope that this only would make up for all the times I hardly turned my burning desire off. I sigh in despair, ‘More, I want more.’ I barely move my bottom onto the bed surface, and still it manages to make it worse. My vigilant eyes search again to reassure no one was around or near the door. I grind my legs and bum slow but harder again, imagining it’s Evie wringing my cunt and the fact that I’m on her bed makes it undeniably thrilling too.
‘I need to stop but I know that I want this the most. I pull the sheet between my thighs and silently groan as I imagine Evie. I stroke myself again harder, feeling my legs becoming tingly. Unconsciously, my hand slip inside my pants just to clench on it. I then hear the door open but I just manage to cover my trapped hand by the bed sheet under the sudden shock. Evie of course asks what I’m hiding and I refuse to move my hand and show her, but it’s clear on my face that something pleasurable happened. Next, she murmurs to my face, “Let me help you, love,” then I blush. Gently, she pushes me down to top me and suddenly I feel her hand on me and I shiver hard that my spine arched. And with no warning she works her fingers deep inside me, as I hear her whispering to my face, “You’re soaking wet, no wonder.” There goes my uncontrollable moans and arches that make my hips smack on her body. And whenever I moan louder she’d say, “Good Girl” until she moves her head down on me: eating and kissing passionately while making all sort of delightful noises and she won’t stop until my legs are shaking unmercifully.’
‘I’d wet my panties and lose conscious if Evie were on top of me, fondling my thighs, looking me in the eye and calling me “My dirty slut”’
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‘Step 1: Me in Evie’s bed prepared for her to do whatever the hell she wants to me, Step 2: ???, Step 3: Orgasm’
“I feel like with Evie’s gentle demeanor she’d make a great mistress: firm but not abusive, and that makes me want her so bad.”
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“I’ve just been beaten in a fight by Evie in the fight club, and I’m off cleaning up at the side. Evie struts up to me and pins me against the wall, covering my mouth. She grabs my balls and squeezes hard until I slump to the ground, and she walks off.”
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“Imagine Evie knowing all your weak spots and kinks and when she takes you on, you will see her confident smile then you know your pussy is about to be slayed. And before anything happens you’d cum already from her presence.”
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“I’d love to be panting painfully from the hard good sex Evie give me and she’d stare to my face with her evil smirk, caressing my face. And I’d be shaking, weak while she’s stable and enjoying my orgasmic moans.”
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