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You told me how horny you were,
so I decided to have my fun with you.
I took a shower with the door open,
and pretended not to notice you were peeking
through the steam,
trying to catch glimpses of my body
through the blurring glass of the shower stall.
I took my time washing my hair,
arms above my head,
back arched.
I rubbed the suds all over
my body
and could hear you breathing.
I opened the glass door
and you scurried from the
doorway, quick and ghost-like
as a cat.
I let you think you got away with it.
I turned towards the mirror
and leaned on one forearm
on the bathroom counter.
My other arm
was pressed down my body,
my hand between my legs
and you watched
while I stared at myself
in the fogged up mirror,
breasts resting on the tiled counter top,
my legs stiff and spread
revealing a pink crevice
where my finger slipped in and out,
emerging each time
with more glistening, white cream.
I slid my finger to the rim
of my puckered, brown hole,
and spread my cream there,
thick as icing.
"Come here," I said,
and I could feel your back straighten
stiff as your cock.
"Come here, you filthy pervert,"
I said again, and you took a step.
"Not like that," I commanded.
"Crawl to me."
You got down on all fours and crawled
towards my plump cheeks, spread wide
and beckoning you in.
"Sit on your knees, and watch," I said,
reaching into the drawer
and pulling out my long, fat vibrator
with realistic veins,
neon purple,
with a knobby head.
"When you think you have your man,"
I said, "Make sure you check
to make sure his cock
is no smaller than this,
with a big knobby head
that's fun to suck on."
I rubbed the neon purple head
up and down my pink slit,
dipping just the tip into my
open, dripping hole,
and letting it emerge,
as I did with my fingers,
covered in my want.
"I won't be disappointed,
so you'll have to be thorough.
See if you can't get him into a bathroom.
See if you can't get down on your knees
and test his strength,
his quality,
his stamina.
Open your mouth
and feel him push his
big knobby head
over your tongue
and down your throat.
Imagine what it must feel like
sliding in and out of my pussy..."
I plunged my dildo into my
hungry pussy
and sucked it up
down to the base,
squeezing and wriggling
my ass in your face.
But you're a good boy.
You never touch without permission.
"Lick the cum from my asshole,"
I command,
and as you plunged your tongue
in and out of my dirty fuckhole,
in time with the thrusting of my dildo,
your cock began to torment you,
and I could feel your tongue vibrating,
your whole body vibrating,
anticipating the moment
when I'd let you taste
the flood.
"Tomorrow night,"
I said.
"I won't wait longer.
If you want relief,
you'll have the perfect cock
wrapped in a bow,
waiting for me in my bedroom
tomorrow night at 7."
You sucked my asshole and
kissed my cheeks.
I stood and turned to face you,
tits hovering above with outstretched nipples,
glistening pussy lips
inches from your nose.
I lifted my leg
and slung it over your shoulder,
my pussy open and smiling.
Your neck was stiff with strain
as you tried simultaneously to dive in
and hold yourself back.
"Give me a sweet little peck on the lips,"
I said.
You kissed my wet pussy chastely,
eyes closed,
enjoying my wetness on your lips.
I lowered my leg and grabbed you by the hair,
to tilt back your head,
and stare into your face.
"Neither of us cums until
the perfect cock is inside of me.
Get dressed, and look cute.
You're going out to troll for my perfect cock."
You told me how horny you were,
so I decided to have my fun with you.
I took a shower with the door open,
and pretended not to notice you were peeking
through the steam,
trying to catch glimpses of my body
through the blurring glass of the shower stall.
I took my time washing my hair,
arms above my head,
back arched.
I rubbed the suds all over
my body
and could hear you breathing.
I opened the glass door
and you scurried from the
doorway, quick and ghost-like
as a cat.
I let you think you got away with it.
I turned towards the mirror
and leaned on one forearm
on the bathroom counter.
My other arm
was pressed down my body,
my hand between my legs
and you watched
while I stared at myself
in the fogged up mirror,
breasts resting on the tiled counter top,
my legs stiff and spread
revealing a pink crevice
where my finger slipped in and out,
emerging each time
with more glistening, white cream.
I slid my finger to the rim
of my puckered, brown hole,
and spread my cream there,
thick as icing.
"Come here," I said,
and I could feel your back straighten
stiff as your cock.
"Come here, you filthy pervert,"
I said again, and you took a step.
"Not like that," I commanded.
"Crawl to me."
You got down on all fours and crawled
towards my plump cheeks, spread wide
and beckoning you in.
"Sit on your knees, and watch," I said,
reaching into the drawer
and pulling out my long, fat vibrator
with realistic veins,
neon purple,
with a knobby head.
"When you think you have your man,"
I said, "Make sure you check
to make sure his cock
is no smaller than this,
with a big knobby head
that's fun to suck on."
I rubbed the neon purple head
up and down my pink slit,
dipping just the tip into my
open, dripping hole,
and letting it emerge,
as I did with my fingers,
covered in my want.
"I won't be disappointed,
so you'll have to be thorough.
See if you can't get him into a bathroom.
See if you can't get down on your knees
and test his strength,
his quality,
his stamina.
Open your mouth
and feel him push his
big knobby head
over your tongue
and down your throat.
Imagine what it must feel like
sliding in and out of my pussy..."
I plunged my dildo into my
hungry pussy
and sucked it up
down to the base,
squeezing and wriggling
my ass in your face.
But you're a good boy.
You never touch without permission.
"Lick the cum from my asshole,"
I command,
and as you plunged your tongue
in and out of my dirty fuckhole,
in time with the thrusting of my dildo,
your cock began to torment you,
and I could feel your tongue vibrating,
your whole body vibrating,
anticipating the moment
when I'd let you taste
the flood.
"Tomorrow night,"
I said.
"I won't wait longer.
If you want relief,
you'll have the perfect cock
wrapped in a bow,
waiting for me in my bedroom
tomorrow night at 7."
You sucked my asshole and
kissed my cheeks.
I stood and turned to face you,
tits hovering above with outstretched nipples,
glistening pussy lips
inches from your nose.
I lifted my leg
and slung it over your shoulder,
my pussy open and smiling.
Your neck was stiff with strain
as you tried simultaneously to dive in
and hold yourself back.
"Give me a sweet little peck on the lips,"
I said.
You kissed my wet pussy chastely,
eyes closed,
enjoying my wetness on your lips.
I lowered my leg and grabbed you by the hair,
to tilt back your head,
and stare into your face.
"Neither of us cums until
the perfect cock is inside of me.
Get dressed, and look cute.
You're going out to troll for my perfect cock."
