I’m in a coffee shop this morning, writing erotica and rilin..
🕑 Added 2023-05-28 07:30:36 +0000 UTC
I’m in a coffee shop this morning, writing erotica and riling myself up. Titled: My best friend loves sleepovers with me. This part is true - I have a good girl best friend from school who is fairly shy. She doesn’t know this, but several times when she’s asleep I have touched myself beside her. It arouses me to know I’ve exposed her to my orgasms without her knowing, and to wonder what would happen if she woke up. When my fingers are wet after, I’ve been so tempted to gently stroke a trail of it across her open lips… then slowly lick it off, claiming her mouth as mine. The story: She’s a quiet but loyal friend; I love the shy smile she gives me whenever I give a dry retort under my breath at something someone else has said. She seems to like how I move confidently through the world; but I like her timidity. I can coax her to do most things, even if her cheeks flame afterwards. She enjoys it. When she’s breathing softly, deep in sleep, my own orgasm pulses in waves with the soft rising of her chest. I smile in satisfaction, but this time, I slowly lift up her pajama top to expose her small, pretty nipples. I stroke each with one finger, make them glisten with my wet, then I bend to suck their softness into hard peaks. She gasps a little in sleep. I pause, then suck harder. I love the thought of her waking up with aching nipples and not knowing why, knowing she’s shy that their firmness is poking through her top, but she can’t do anything about it because it’s as though they’ve been sucked all night. I’d like her to ache somewhere else too. I want to be the person to explore her body first, to make her learn to like it as much as I do. I want her to wake feeling gently stretched, a little sore, used, but wanting more. I’d take care of all of her needs; I’d know what was best for her. All she’d need to do would be everything that I asked, unquestioningly. Maybe she’d like it if I had a boyfriend and called him up on a video call when I was sleeping over with her? “I’m with my best friend, watch me touch her while she sleeps?” I’d wink at you. Would you tell me I shouldn’t, and shake your head with a smile at my cheeky nature, all the while knowing how hard I was making you? Would you like how my naughty eyes looked at you on camera when I pushed open her slim thighs, hooked a finger through her panties and gave it a little tug? “No? Are you sure you don’t want to see me spread her for you?” I’d pull it aside a little more, exposing one soft lip, and I’d raise one eyebrow at you with a smile, knowing there was only one way this was going to go: my way, as usual. [Edit: the waiter just asked if everything was ok… 🤭 I wonder how obviously aroused I am?]
