GETTING CAUGHT PLAYING WITH MY PUSSY- he talks me through my orgasm [Caught in public]
In the grimy, fluorescent glow of the bedroom TV, I’m sprawled out on the bed, legs splayed wide, fingers buried deep in my slick cunt. The sound of the game blaring from the screen is a weak attempt to drown out my ragged breaths, the wet squelching of my fingers fucking in and out of my pussy. I can feel the orgasm building, my clit throbbing under the rough pad of my thumb, when suddenly, the bedroom door creeks open. I freeze, fingers still tucked inside my cunt, as he stands there, eyes locked onto the filthy scene unfolding on the bed. “Don’t stop on my account,” he growls, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down my spine. “Show me how you make yourself come, you dirty slut.” His words ignite something primal within me, and I resume my frenzied pace, fingers pistoning in and out of my soaking wet pussy, moans escaping my lips like a symphony of debauchery. He steps closer, his breath hot on my ear as he whispers instructions, his voice a dark guide leading me towards the edge of oblivion. “Rub your clit faster, you fucking whore. I want to see you squirt all over the bed.”
My body responds to his commands, my hips bucking wildly as I grind my pussy against my hand, the room filling with the obscene sounds of my self-fucking. The orgasm hits me like a freight train, my body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me. I can feel my pussy clamping down on my fingers, the walls of my cunt rippling with the force of my release. And as I lay there, panting and spent, he leans down, his lips brushing against my ear. “Good girl,” he whispers, his voice laced with approval. “Now clean up this mess. I want to see you lick every last drop of your cum off your fingers.” And with a shuddering breath, I obey, sucking my fingers clean, the taste of my own orgasm coating my tongue as I moan in satisfaction.
