Just let your imagination take hold, and then you’ll feel them. Those hands, gliding, teasing, trailing, pinching, feeling them linger on those places your own want to press against. The gyration of your hips, the moans of your arousal, the stiffness of your nipples, the beating of your heart getting faster and faster; none of it is under your control. Those fingertips will draw it all from you and more. 

Take those most sensuous thoughts and exotic dreams, those most erotic fantasies and pleasurable desires, and turn them into your own little reality. 

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Does feeling that length within your palm make you that little wetter? Feeling it pulse to your touch. You can imagine how it would feel sliding right where these fingers are. I can feel how it turns you on as well to know that it doesn’t stop even when you try to push that hand away. Letting you know that
when this pulsing, swollen cock replaces those fingers, there won’t be any way to hold it back.

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Your favourite little game. You are always pushing one another to the breaking point while trying your best to control it, to push those feelings down just a little deeper than her. You try so hard not to climax before her, but hearing those moans and feeling the gyrations and little trembles makes it much more intense. 

Does knowing exactly how she is feeling make it easier? Or harder? 

That burning pleasure rising constantly within you, the wetness around your fingers a signal of the orgasm you want to release; you need it to overcome her. Perhaps this time, when your thighs clench, and your moans turn to gasps, that’s when she’ll give in and come. If not, can you last another moment rocking on the edge?

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There is nothing I love more than eating you out, feasting on that tender delicacy of your sex. To me, it is better than penetration, an intensity that can not be matched, to have your most sensitive little area entirely at my mercy.

How I can control every aspect of what you feel, the tightening of your thighs and the shuddering of your hips letting me know precisely what you are feeling. An act that is solely about pleasuring you, entirely about giving your body what it desires most.

The most erotic action there is – to have my mouth parting your pussy lips, my tongue exploring your wetness, almost able to feel your pussy melt around my maw. There are many terms for it; to go down on you, to eat you out, to perform cunnilingus, oral sex, yet nothing quite captures what I always want to do to you. Your moans and screams simply say it best. 

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I can only come once. I can only feel that sweet, explosive release of ecstasy one time before it’s over. Maybe another entire day before I get to build back up to that moment. That’s why we are here like this right now.

I want to take my frustration out on you. The frustration of being unable to come more than once while focused on your multi-orgasmic body. All of my attention is on making you come so much that I’m almost glad I can only come once.

How I masturbate you lets you know that I’m thinking of all the times I had to hold myself on the brink when fucking you. All the times, I had to withhold my orgasm because it would have been all over if I hadn’t. It was almost like a punishment for my cock, for being unable to climax multiple times. So now this is the punishment for your pussy in return.

So just lean back against me and keep coming just like that. Let me have a taste of what it feels like to be able to orgasm again and again.

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Patience

She wondered to herself, ‘Was it worth it?’

An eruption of pleasure. Twenty seconds of ecstasy. Her body was seizing, a sense of weightlessness, grounded only by the pulsating pleasure originating between her legs and spreading throughout every inch of her body. For that brief moment, Mia was no longer a solid being but a liquid entity unable to be contained. Only once the tide receded did she realise what she’d done and what was to come.

‘Was it worth it?’ – Seconds before Mia’s orgasm, and certainly during it and for a minute afterwards, she’d have said, ‘Yes!’

Now that Mia was suffering the consequences, ones that she had agreed to if she dared climax without permission, she’d argue that it wasn’t worth it. Not worth the need that coursed through her. Not worth the desperation that clouded her mind and sapped her body.

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Indulge

No matter what your deepest desires are, let your private moments of pleasure take you on the most intense of journeys.

Indulge in your wildest fantasies, safe in the knowledge that those little moments of joy are yours and yours alone.

Explore yourself to your fullest, bask in the eroticism, and make it last.

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It’s that single moment I want to see, the moment your orgasm is signalled through your eyes. That fleeting second of desperation as you try to look at me, as if you are trying to tell me that the pleasure you are a breath away from feeling is going to be too much to handle if my fingers keep going like this. That moment just after when your body climaxes, but your mind has that millisecond of control, how I can see it in your eyes, trying to focus then suddenly being overcome. 

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