I’m alone in this cozy bedroom, heart pounding. The mirror stares back—a stranger with feverish eyes, swollen lips begging for more. I touched them, felt the spark. My pussy throbs from fingering her in the car. Keys in hand, escape so close. But I shove them back in her shorts pocket. Fuck it. I want this.
Fiona bursts in, arms full of wood, grinning like a devil. Fire crackles in the next room. She sees me, freezes. Her eyes rake over my disheveled suit, nipples hard against silk blouse. ‘Made the bed, princess?’ She drops the wood, saunters close. Smell of pine and sweat hits me. Her hand cups my chin, thumb on my lip. I shiver.
The Awakening: Craving the Forbidden Touch
‘You’re glowing, Michèle. Saw it in the car—you love making me cum.’ I shake my head, but my thighs clench. She pulls me to the bed. Sits me down. Kneels between my legs. Her breath hot on my knee. Slowly hikes my pants up. Fingers trace inner thigh. Skin burns. ‘Say yes. Let me taste you.’ Voice husky, commanding. Fear mixes with ache. No one’s ever touched me like this. Husband? Mechanical fuck. This? Electric.
I nod. Barely whisper, ‘Yes.’ Excitement surges—taboo rush. Rich bitch gone wild. Her mouth descends. Lips on silk panties. Tongue flicks. I gasp, grip sheets. World narrows to her.
She rips pants off. Panties soaked. Fingers hook in, yank down. Cool air hits wet folds. I spread legs wide. Shameless. She dives in. Tongue flat, laps my clit slow. Juices flood her mouth. I buck. ‘Fuck, yes!’ First dirty word from me. She chuckles, vibrations jolt me. Sucks clit hard. Fingers probe entrance—two slide in easy. So wet. Pumps slow, curls to hit spot. Stars burst.
The Act: Exploding in Raw, Dripping Lust
I grind face. Hands in her red hair, pull hard. She moans into pussy. Tongue spears hole, fucks me. Third finger joins. Stretches delicious. Gush. ‘Gonna cum!’ She sucks harder, fingers piston. Orgasm rips—convulse, squirt on her chin. Scream echoes off wood walls. Body shakes, endless waves.
She climbs up, kisses me. Taste my cum—salty, sweet. Our tongues duel sloppy. She strips fast. Tits full, nipples pierced? No, just hard peaks. Grinds pussy on mine. Wet lips kiss, clits bump. Scissor hard. Slap of flesh, squelch of juices. Sweat slicks skin. Her hand pinches nipple. Pain-pleasure spike. I bite shoulder. ‘Harder, bitch!’ Animal now.
She flips me doggy. Ass up. Fingers four deep, thumb on ass. Tongue rims hole. I push back. ‘Fuck my ass!’ She spits, one finger in. Burns good. Fucks both holes. I cream again, thighs drenched. She mounts back. Strap? No—tribbing frenzy. Cums yelling my name. We collapse, tangled, panting.
Fire dies low. Reality creeps. I’m her prisoner. But that high… secret fire in veins. No regrets. This forbidden slut inside? Alive. Husband who? Society’s gaze? Fuck ’em. I dared. Crave more. She’s asleep, arm over me. I smile in dark. My dirty secret safe here.