Page 154 of The Art of Almost Losing It
“I want you to come for me.”
My clit is in there somewhere.
At least he can’t see me.
I stroke down between my legs. My legs tremble at the odd angle.
I’m aware of his heavy breathing as I move my fingers slowly between my legs.
“That feels… um…”
I stroke the lips of my pussy down to the opening where I was just taking his cock.
“You don’t sound like you’re getting off. Try harder.”
He grabs my hair, dragging me and throwing me down naked on the floor.
“How?” I whimper. “I can’t.”
“Fuck, I need to see you.”
Something clicks, and I’m blinded by the spotlight of a flashlight.
I can’t make him out at all behind the bright light as I squint up at the massive shadow looming over me.
“Let me see you make yourself come. Do it. Now. Before I choke you on my cock.”
I don’t know if he means that—is that a figure of speech? Am I literally going to choke on his cock?
Whimpering, I trail my fingers down, remembering how it felt to have his fingers on my tits, his mouth sucking my nipple in the car. I close my eyes as I roll my nipple between my fingers, moaning softly.
“Yeah, that’s it,” he breathes.
I hear the sounds of slicked-up skin on skin.
He slowly jacks himself as my fingers tease my tits.
My other hand sneaks down between my legs.
I spread them, giving him a good view of my glistening, aching pussy.
“You like that, Daddy?” I whimper as I spread myself.
I finger my opening, moaning as I remember how it felt to be fucked, to be filled, to be claimed by a cock.
“Oh, you fucked me so good, Daddy,” I moan as I dip my fingers in my pussy, stroking the opening, still wet and greedy for his cum.
“You wanna give me your big cock again? I want to be your little cum slut.”
“Yeah, you do.” He’s stroking himself faster. “Touch your clit. I want to watch you come.”
“Where?” I whimper.
“Higher.”
I slide my fingers up, letting out a long, low moan when my nail scrapes the swollen nub hidden in the secret folds of my pussy.
“God, that feels good!” I press my index finger down on my clit, rubbing a little circle around the hard nub. “Oh, Daddy, I want you here. I want you touching me.” I let out another long moan, my head thrown back. My other hand leaves my tits to come and finger-fuck my opening.
