Finally! Some Girl-On-Girl Action!
Okay, my workday has been pretty hectic and I haven't got time to do a proper journal entry. So, to keep the masses entertained, here is a bit of erotica (this one is fictional ... although it certainly could happen) I wrote last year for a friend of mine. And besides, it is about time I added a little girl-on-girl action to my journal:
I thought I'd surprise you by bringing you dinner. I know you've been working hard on a case and it often takes you late into the evening. And its partly self-serving, really, because when you come home and stumble into bed, you have little time or energy to give me what I so desperately been needing ... and wanting.
Your building is dark, except for the light in your office and the security guard recognizes me and lets me in without hesitation. I wind my way through the dim corridors and office spaces -- the light shining under your door like a beacon to guide me.
I gently knock at your door, which was left open just a crack and before you can look up and see who it is, I enter. You lift your head from your work and look up, startled. Your surprise gives way to a grin as I hold out dinner in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other.
"Oh good, I am starving" you say and reach for the bag. "Well, I am hungry too..." my statement trails off as I jerk the bag out of your reach. A wicked grin crosses my face.
You rise up out of your desk chair. I set the bag and bottle on the edge of your desk, out of your reach and stand in front of you, my breasts barely grazing yours. "I said I am hungry," I growl and press your shoulders gently, until sit back down. I kneel between your knees and before you can protest, I am slowly unbuttoning your shirt. I brush it to the ground and smile.
I rise off my knees and kiss my way down from your neck, to your shoulders, to your clavicle. I kiss the top of each of your breasts lightly. Making my way behind you, I unclasp your bra and let it fall away off your shoulders. Cupping your breasts as I stand behind you, I sigh at their softness pressing into my hands and I kiss the back and sides of your neck. I feel you shiver and tense, perhaps from the chill of the office, perhaps from my touch. You stay silent.
I pinch your nipples lightly and feel them tense in response. "I am so hungry for you," I whisper in your ear as I move to face you. You look so beautiful sitting there...topless and with a healthy glow, anticipating what is coming next. I lower again to my knees. I am at the perfect height to suckle each of your beautiful breasts. I take one in my mouth and continue to press against the nipple of the other one with my forefinger and thumb. I suck gently at first, but my hunger for you soon overtakes me and you gasp in response.
"I am so hungry for you" I say again and move my mouth in a frenzied motion, trying to inhale all of the delicacies your bosom has to offer at once. You throw your head back and arch your back slightly, I let my tongue glide from your breasts down your stomach, and let it rest just above your navel.
I reach under your skirt and through your stockings, I can feel your wetness already beginning to seep through. "You are hungry for me too," I say with an air of arrogance. You mutter, "Oh please," barely inaudible through your labored breathing.
I slide your stockings down and bunch your skirt up around your hips. I am starving and cannot wait for you to disrobe properly. I spread your thighs apart, ever so gently, and I can see by the dampness spreading in a wide spot on your panties that you are not in the mood to take things slowly, either. I hook my fingers into the waistband of your underwear and with my free hand, I guide your hips off the chair so I can remove them. I lift them to my nose and breathe in deeply. I love the way you smell. All wet, and ripe, and full of desire.
My hunger overtakes my and with two fingers, I dive into the wetness protruding from your slit. I draw back and taste you on the tips of my fingers. "You are so delicious," I sigh, savoring every last bit of you in my mouth. Not being able to resist any longer, I part your legs wider and dive in face first. I begin to caress your pussy with long, languid tongue strokes and I feel your juices coating every one of my taste buds.
Wanting to tongue you deeper, I reach between your thighs and hold your pussy lips apart, allowing my mouth unobstructed access to your now erect clit and steamy slit. I stroke your clit with my tongue and gently close my mouth around it and nibble at it as if it were a pomegranate seed, only more delicious. You arch your back slightly and bring your hips forward to meet my mouth. With my free hand, I slide my finger over your wetness and let it rest just inside your pussy. I can feel the walls of your cunt grab at my finger, wanting to suck it deep inside.
I tease you, sliding just the tip of a lone finger in and out, with decided slowness. All the while I still work your now throbbing clit, holding it between pursed lips and sucking on it as if the last breath of oxygen were contained inside it. As I thrust my finger deeper into your glistening cunt, I release my grip on your clit and let my mouth travel the length of your labia. Removing my finger, I replace it with my tongue and start to fuck your pussy hole with quick, deep thrusts. Reaching behind you with both hands, I grab your ass and pull you up further out of the chair and hold your cunt to my mouth. My tongue thrusts deeper inside you and I feel your stomach muscles tense in response.
After every two or three thrusts, I pull my tongue out of your cunt hole and lap your slit with strong, wide strokes. Your juices are streaming down my chin, but I do not want to waste a single drop. Carefully supporting you with my left hand, I bring my right hand down to your pussy. You are so wet and wide open now that I easily slip two fingers inside you. I work my hand like a cock, thrusting in and out with steady deep strokes. I continue to lap your cunt with my tongue as I work my fingers inside you.
With each downward stroke, I spread my fingers apart inside you and feel your cunt widen around them. On the next down stroke, I tuck a third finger inside and smile as you emit a low moan. You continue to growl, letting me know how much you enjoy my hand filling your cunt. I continue to nibble at your clit as I finger fuck you. My pace increases from steady to quick and I can feel my excitement mount as you approach orgasm.
You are moaning in response to each thrust now, and it makes me want to fuck you faster and harder just to hear you. As you begin to come, your body stiffens and rises out of the chair, my hand and mouth still attached to you. Your pussy bucks against my hand and tries to squeeze my fingers out with each contraction. You've hit your limit and you reach down and force my mouth away from your cunt. Your pussy juice rolls down my arm in steaming streams. One final moan and your cunt releases its grasp on my fingers. You collapse back into the chair, completely spent.
I look up at you with innocence in my eyes and ask "still hungry?"
Okay, my workday has been pretty hectic and I haven't got time to do a proper journal entry. So, to keep the masses entertained, here is a bit of erotica (this one is fictional ... although it certainly could happen) I wrote last year for a friend of mine. And besides, it is about time I added a little girl-on-girl action to my journal:
I thought I'd surprise you by bringing you dinner. I know you've been working hard on a case and it often takes you late into the evening. And its partly self-serving, really, because when you come home and stumble into bed, you have little time or energy to give me what I so desperately been needing ... and wanting.
Your building is dark, except for the light in your office and the security guard recognizes me and lets me in without hesitation. I wind my way through the dim corridors and office spaces -- the light shining under your door like a beacon to guide me.
I gently knock at your door, which was left open just a crack and before you can look up and see who it is, I enter. You lift your head from your work and look up, startled. Your surprise gives way to a grin as I hold out dinner in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other.
"Oh good, I am starving" you say and reach for the bag. "Well, I am hungry too..." my statement trails off as I jerk the bag out of your reach. A wicked grin crosses my face.
You rise up out of your desk chair. I set the bag and bottle on the edge of your desk, out of your reach and stand in front of you, my breasts barely grazing yours. "I said I am hungry," I growl and press your shoulders gently, until sit back down. I kneel between your knees and before you can protest, I am slowly unbuttoning your shirt. I brush it to the ground and smile.
I rise off my knees and kiss my way down from your neck, to your shoulders, to your clavicle. I kiss the top of each of your breasts lightly. Making my way behind you, I unclasp your bra and let it fall away off your shoulders. Cupping your breasts as I stand behind you, I sigh at their softness pressing into my hands and I kiss the back and sides of your neck. I feel you shiver and tense, perhaps from the chill of the office, perhaps from my touch. You stay silent.
I pinch your nipples lightly and feel them tense in response. "I am so hungry for you," I whisper in your ear as I move to face you. You look so beautiful sitting there...topless and with a healthy glow, anticipating what is coming next. I lower again to my knees. I am at the perfect height to suckle each of your beautiful breasts. I take one in my mouth and continue to press against the nipple of the other one with my forefinger and thumb. I suck gently at first, but my hunger for you soon overtakes me and you gasp in response.
"I am so hungry for you" I say again and move my mouth in a frenzied motion, trying to inhale all of the delicacies your bosom has to offer at once. You throw your head back and arch your back slightly, I let my tongue glide from your breasts down your stomach, and let it rest just above your navel.
I reach under your skirt and through your stockings, I can feel your wetness already beginning to seep through. "You are hungry for me too," I say with an air of arrogance. You mutter, "Oh please," barely inaudible through your labored breathing.
I slide your stockings down and bunch your skirt up around your hips. I am starving and cannot wait for you to disrobe properly. I spread your thighs apart, ever so gently, and I can see by the dampness spreading in a wide spot on your panties that you are not in the mood to take things slowly, either. I hook my fingers into the waistband of your underwear and with my free hand, I guide your hips off the chair so I can remove them. I lift them to my nose and breathe in deeply. I love the way you smell. All wet, and ripe, and full of desire.
My hunger overtakes my and with two fingers, I dive into the wetness protruding from your slit. I draw back and taste you on the tips of my fingers. "You are so delicious," I sigh, savoring every last bit of you in my mouth. Not being able to resist any longer, I part your legs wider and dive in face first. I begin to caress your pussy with long, languid tongue strokes and I feel your juices coating every one of my taste buds.
Wanting to tongue you deeper, I reach between your thighs and hold your pussy lips apart, allowing my mouth unobstructed access to your now erect clit and steamy slit. I stroke your clit with my tongue and gently close my mouth around it and nibble at it as if it were a pomegranate seed, only more delicious. You arch your back slightly and bring your hips forward to meet my mouth. With my free hand, I slide my finger over your wetness and let it rest just inside your pussy. I can feel the walls of your cunt grab at my finger, wanting to suck it deep inside.
I tease you, sliding just the tip of a lone finger in and out, with decided slowness. All the while I still work your now throbbing clit, holding it between pursed lips and sucking on it as if the last breath of oxygen were contained inside it. As I thrust my finger deeper into your glistening cunt, I release my grip on your clit and let my mouth travel the length of your labia. Removing my finger, I replace it with my tongue and start to fuck your pussy hole with quick, deep thrusts. Reaching behind you with both hands, I grab your ass and pull you up further out of the chair and hold your cunt to my mouth. My tongue thrusts deeper inside you and I feel your stomach muscles tense in response.
After every two or three thrusts, I pull my tongue out of your cunt hole and lap your slit with strong, wide strokes. Your juices are streaming down my chin, but I do not want to waste a single drop. Carefully supporting you with my left hand, I bring my right hand down to your pussy. You are so wet and wide open now that I easily slip two fingers inside you. I work my hand like a cock, thrusting in and out with steady deep strokes. I continue to lap your cunt with my tongue as I work my fingers inside you.
With each downward stroke, I spread my fingers apart inside you and feel your cunt widen around them. On the next down stroke, I tuck a third finger inside and smile as you emit a low moan. You continue to growl, letting me know how much you enjoy my hand filling your cunt. I continue to nibble at your clit as I finger fuck you. My pace increases from steady to quick and I can feel my excitement mount as you approach orgasm.
You are moaning in response to each thrust now, and it makes me want to fuck you faster and harder just to hear you. As you begin to come, your body stiffens and rises out of the chair, my hand and mouth still attached to you. Your pussy bucks against my hand and tries to squeeze my fingers out with each contraction. You've hit your limit and you reach down and force my mouth away from your cunt. Your pussy juice rolls down my arm in steaming streams. One final moan and your cunt releases its grasp on my fingers. You collapse back into the chair, completely spent.
I look up at you with innocence in my eyes and ask "still hungry?"
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tawanise:
beautiful, love every word of it
3030v:
Mmmm... better than an EARL burger?