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“Good girl.”
Ooof. There it was. And it was PERFECT. He said it just the way I liked. Approving but with a hint of menace. Like, if I didn’t carry on doing exactly what he wanted, he’d make sure he punished me for being a bad girl. My clit throbbed and I ran my fingertip around it slowly, spreading my wetness around it and settling myself back against the pillows. My nipples were hard and I pinched one lightly, pulling on it gently and biting my lip. My hips gave an involuntary little wiggle as I said, “So, Gary, where should we begin?”
“Are you touching yourself already? I bet you are, you dirty little bitch.” That same approving tone.
Gary loved that I was a dirty little bitch and that knowledge made me feel safe to get as filthy as I liked, knowing he’d love it as much as I did.
“Yes Gary, my hand’s buried in my pussy and I’m stroking my clit. Want to hear how wet I am for you already?”
“Oh, you are a good girl. Yes, Bella, let me fucking hear it.”
I moved my found down so it was at the entrance to my pussy and started pushing my fingers deep inside. Sure enough, I was so wet that every thrust in and out was noisy with the sound of my juices. I fingered myself for about twenty seconds, eyes closed, hips gyrating.
Gary’s voice was thick in my ear. “Fuck yes, Bella. I fucking love that. I love hearing the sound of your juicy little cunt as you frig yourself. Are you thinking about my cock in there?”
“Oh fuck Gary, yes. I’m thinking about how good you’d feel, sliding your whole cock into me with one deep thrust. How fucking loud I’d moan for you.”
“Let me hear it Bella, let me hear you moan for me. Say my fucking name.”
I pushed my fingers even deeper inside myself. I couldn’t believe how quickly I’d gotten into this. I really was imagining how it would feel to have him fucking me. I was craving the feel of a stranger’s thick cock all the way inside me, using me, taking me, filling me up over and over again. I gave a deep moan and said “Oh Gary. I want it. I want it so fucking bad.”
“That’s enough for now, Bella. We’re getting ahead of ourselves. I don’t even know if you’ve earned my cock yet. Take your fingers out, there’s a good girl.”
With an involuntary whimper, I reluctantly pulled my fingers from my drenched cunt and went back to slowly circling my clit with two fingers. My pussy felt so empty, so needy. It was pulsing insistently, desperate to be filled.
“Your fingers out, Bella?’ Gary asked. His voice was hypnotic, raspy. I guessed he was a smoker and wondered how his tongue would taste against mine.
“Yes, Gary,” I said, with a sigh.
“Suck on them for me. Let me hear it. I want you to smear them all around your tongue, then swallow your fingers down your throat and tell me how good you fucking taste.”
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