Fulfilled- An Erotic Flash

She wanted to be fulfilled. Completed. She held no desire for gentle kisses...
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She wanted to be fulfilled. Completed. She held no desire for gentle kisses...
But that makes no sense. She writes about her and Adam’s lovemaking in her diary regularly. Has yet to miss an event, sexual or not. Maybe that’s the inspiration I need, she thinks, running up the stairs to fetch it from her nightstand.
John holds rapt to Neil’s every word. He’s always wondered what Neil’s missus would be like in the sack but being brought up right he’s never asked. It’s bad enough he thinks about her sometimes in the shower, or worse yet, when his own wife doesn’t do the trick.
rapture swells and retreats, like waves on the open sea. Stars blink outside the open window and contented, I close my eyes as I'm overtaken by sleep.
“Oh, and Pussy Cat, I want you to do a countdown. For every number you miss, you’ll get an additional lash.”
She gasps before her fingers reach, then linger over the phallic substitute once more. A slight tremor belays her excitement.
“It’s glorious Giambologna! Magnifico!”
“Luckily for you then, we have a new toy.” Opening the drawer, I take out a bottle of lube prepared ahead of time and coat two fingers.
The second movie starts mid scene. Nick has two fingers pushing in and out of a woman who is on all fours. Her pussy sucks with each thrust, if the accompanying sounds are anything to go on.
Under the tangerine sunset, knees pressed into the sand, you lift my chiffon sweater. My eyes are sealed tight. In nervousness and suppressed excitement.
"She is very happy. But what’s that? She’s asking for more? Okay, but first, I think I need a proper taste.” And with that, he buries his head between my.