Your scent surrounds me as I feel the sensation of the stretch and friction from straddling you…

Even better when I feel your hands caressing my thigh, working your way up my ass and back.

Teasingly reminding me of the way you handle me. The gentle hands caressing me now are the same that squeeze and spank me.

All while I’m still taking you in, trailing my nails along your skin. Circling spots as I imagine you being covered in my marks.

With so much going on, you still mockingly ask

wet already?

The things a voice recording does to me.

The sound of you playing with yourself

The sound of your voice

The sound of you breathing harshly

Your gasps and groans

Everything making it harder and harder for me to resist touching myself as I'm being you obedient doll.

I want so bad for my mouth to be wrapped around you, to be the reason you're making those noises. I'd purposefully make loud wet noises as I look you in the eyes and let my moans humm against you as I drip onto the floor.

My mind runs wild as i think bout all the sounds we'd make as I listen to your audio. Bare thighs clenched, legs crossed, trying to contain myself as I continue to squirm and drip onto the bed. Soaked panties and shorts tossed aside as they did nothing but spread my mess on my thighs.

Don’t need you to tell me I’m a good girl. I need you to tell me how much of a slut and whore I am. Mock me for how wet I’m getting for you.

Tell me how I turn you on. I want to know your fantasies, tell me what you’re going to do to me, how you’re going to ruin me.

I want to hear you moan and groan in my ear and then some more when my pussy clenches on you because hearing you go ‘fuck baby’ sends me down a spiral.

‘You hear how wet she is, fuck, why don’t you taste her for me’ I gag on your fingers coated in my slick. As I suck your fingers I whine and my hips hump the air, desperate for you to touch me more. ‘mmh yea fucking slut’

Lips interlocked, my legs around your waist grinding against you as you hold me up. My back pressed against the cold window, a stark contrast from the heat exuding from my skin. My fingers grip your hair and nails start to scratch your back. Your hand grips my ass closer as you grind into me, slow strong thrusts making me gasp in your mouth. The sound of rain hitting the window mixes with our moans.

I grab your arm above my head, trying to squirm away from the sensation of my clit rubbing against the jeans fabric over your strap. You smirk as you move from my lips to my neck, knowing how needy I’m getting for you. My lips, now free, begin to beg, wanting to beg for more but all I can get myself to say is ‘baby pls’ in between my whimpers and moans. Your hand teases me as it plays with the hem of my panties and goes back to my thigh. My hand travels around you before tugging on your shirt. You whisper in my ear, asking what I want, to which I glare through hazy eyes from lust and pull you in for a harsh kiss.

You indulge in me and let me take your shirt off before you take my shirt and bra off. Shivers run down my spine as I watch you stare at my chest before my eyes lock in on you biting your lip. My hand rests on your jaw, thumb caresses and pulls your lip. I hear you swear and compliment me, I pull you in for another kiss and you hands tightly grip my hips before turn me around and pressing my chest against the window. Lightning flashes, lighting up the living room, anyone who happens to be looking out would get a glimpse of my naked body. You make sure to emphasize that point as your hand travels down to my covered pussy, which is clenching at the thought of possibly being seen like this.

I hear a sharp Inhale at the same time I gasp, your fingers touch my soaked panties. Your voice hoarse as you tell me how wet I am for you, I bend my back to rub my ass into you. All I can do is whine and whimper, the need for you is too strong to form a sentence. Your hand wraps around my throat and presses firmly as you pull my head back. “Use your words baby girl”, the other hand smacks my ass hard and rubs the area to soothe it. Each second I took to form a word was another smack on my ass, making it harder to think, all I could do was moan. “Fuck me please” was all I could get out in the end, you push my panties to the side and “two fingers can slip right in, right princess?”. You filled me up with your fingers before I could even process what you said. Loud, uncontrolled, moans escape my body as you fuck me and rub my clit. I scream your name with more urgency as I feel myself getting closer, hand gripping your hair tighter.

Before I can feel that sweet release you take your fingers out and spin me. I pout and whine at you for pulling away but you ignore me, lifting me up and lying me down on the kitchen counter. “My princess must not want more if she’s whining so much”, you start to unbuckle your belt and unzip your pants. My wetness begins to drip down my legs and onto the floor as I stare at you in anticipation, your cocky face only made my stomach knot some more. “Give it to me please baby”, I plead looking into your eyes with a pout as you rub and slap your dick against my pussy.

My legs wrap around you as you continue to tease me. When you bend down to me, I beg and moan in your ear for you to take me and fuck me into the next day. I hear your voice get impatient before you finally fill me up with it. You lean back for a better look, one hand holds my hands down, you watch the way my tits bounce with each movement and the strap disappearing and reappearing from my pussy.