1. Telephone Reality


    Date: 5/6/2016, Categories: Masturbation, Author: the_lady_of_shalott, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    wet?” “No however right now I will lick my finger and I will slide it carefully over its tender slit while I suck one of the cherries.” Divna put the phone on speaker so she would have two free hands and started implementing all she was describing to him. “Make sure it is very slow. Tease yourself for me and brush your clit very lightly. Place the cherry on top of your tongue and wrap your lips around the stem. Think of how hard I am while you play with it, imagine how you would suck the juices dry.” “Just like I would dry your hardened member that you are probably stroking now wishing it was in my mouth instead of that cherry?” She laughed and tossed her head back while she raised her delectable ass and caressed the hood of her clit. Her pink tongue was running against the surface of the fruit and was leaving stains of spit. “I still would like to believe that the cherry would be just the additional ingredient that I can add to your precum while I am down on my knees.” “Well, well, who would have thought our goddess would be so submissive.” “Who is talking about submission?” She moaned and pulled the fruit from between her tight lips. “I am about to devour you, to add my favorite fragrance and take you for the ride of your life with my tongue and mouth. I will blow you till you are turned into a begging, panting mess.” The confidence was pumping in her veins the more she spoke. Divna pressed the cherry to her exposed clit and moaned out loudly. “And if you are a good boy I ...
    will let you mix the fruit juice with your spunk. I will milk your balls dry if you please me with your words.” “Keep talking.” He added briefly and stayed silent. Even if he was affected by her words he didn't let it show. After half an hour of dirty talk Divna finally achieved her goal and coaxed a moan out of him. He always provoked her with his restraint... just like he evoked her insecurity and willingness to please. When all you have is a voice that serves as a compass all of your senses get acutely sensitive. For Divna that sensation was a lot like sex in a dark room, with a tightly stretched blindfold on her eyes. She felt the rush of courage after that success and allowed her fantasy to roam freely. The flow of words escaping her lips was in perfect synchrony with the wetness all over the tender skin between her thighs. Divna threw away the redundant piece of cloth around her tense body. She took a bite of one of the cherries and spread the juice along the entire surface of her flesh. The pulpy bits of the fruit were rolling between her breasts. Then the aroused vixen spread her nether lips and stuffed a few of the ripped cherries deep inside her. “Roll them nice and well, I want you to fully soak your juices and mix them. Don't stop rubbing your clit.” “I imagine that you are kneeling before me and part my knees so you can wrap your lips around my slit and suck the pulp out. Your hands are grabbing my hips and I spread myself for you. I pull the hood of my clit with ...
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