Alright. Yes, I switch between first and third person, but do you realize how hard it is to write third person without making it too personal (IE, I really didn’t want names in here). I’m not perfectly happy with it, and it’s unedited, but whatever. And yes, it could be longer, but I work in six hours.
She could drive all night. Rain washed the road in front of her, and the windshield wipers beat out a rhythm.
*swish*
An office, the light filtering in from the crack under the door. Gleams off sweat that has trickled down over her leather boots. He has her over a desk, pumping furiously, her head thrown back, his hands clenched over her breasts as a counterweight. He leans down, and growls into her ear “Your pussy is so wet”. She moans, and rocks her hips back, encouraging him to push farther into her. He runs his hands up the back of her neck, into her hair, pulling her head back further. “Do you want me to come into that pussy?”
*swish*
Kali didn’t know how loud she moaned. Earlier in the evening, when we were still insisting on the pretence of the photo shoot. Bottles of wine later, the photographer was still shooting, and I had my face buried in her cunt. She twisted like a wild thing, and her moans were wild, unselfconscious things. I felt my own pussy start to drip, as I ran my tongue up, over her lips and settled myself to lapping at her clit
*swish*
She tested her bonds, rope abraiding her wrists, her ankles. She tried to open her eyes, and her eyelashes rubbed against the fabric covering them. She heard movement, rustling, off to the side. Fingers traced down her stomach, scratching at her lower abdominom, moving aside her lips and pushing themselfs inside her. As they began a rhythm, she felt a mouth on her nipple, wet and warm. The pulsating at her breasts matched the pounding in her belly, and then she heard a whisper in her ear “Come for me, baby”. And then she heard a second voice.
*swish*
There were three of them, tangled up on the bed. It had started in the living room, before she suggested they move into the other room. The other girl was reclined on pillows, hair turning into knots as she moved. She had her face buried in the other girls pussy, gasping in to it, succeeding only in making the other girl writhe in need, as the guy behind her shuddered and stopped.
*swish*
Alone, on her couch, she ran her hands over her chest. She closed her eyes as she took her nipple between her fingers, and pinched. Her right hand headed downwards, playing over her thighs, stroaking and pulling, teasing. As she pushed her fingers inside herself, her left hand moved up, over her face, teeth grabbing at her fingers, her mouth sucking them in, until she was taking herself from both ends, shuddering and shaking.
*swish*
She put her turn signal on, and turned into the driveway. Parking, she removed her keys and opened the door. Stopping on the sideway, she turned her head up and opened her mouth, letting the rain fall in as it wet her thin tshirt and engorged her nipples. She smiled softly, and headed inside.