Struggling to Sleep - Sex Stories

Struggling to Sleep

... "You want me to make you cum, don't you?" "Oh... please," she requested, her voice somewhere between pleading and begging. "Please?" he taunted. "Oh God, yes. Please, please make me cum. I want to cum so bad..." she let her voice trail off. She felt her breathing break into a soft pant before he whispered darkly, "You don't get to cum just yet. I'm not done playing with you. Now, I want you to slide your hand down your body to your pussy. Don't go under your panties yet... I want you to rub your pussy over your panties. Understand?" "Y-yes, Sir," she said. She did as he told her, her hand sliding slowly down her trembling stomach and over the waistband of her panties until she felt the wetness of her soaked panties. She was surprised how wet she had gotten just by listening to his voice. "Oh, Sir... I'm so... wet..." she moaned lustfully. "That's good, slut. I remember you always did get quite wet for me. It was one of the things about you I so loved... your sweet juices... the way you were always so wet... so ready for me anytime I wanted you..." he spoke in his low, deep tone. "Ohhh, Sirrr, please..." she moaned loudly. His words burned in her brain and sent tingles up and down her spine. "Please what? What do you want, slut?" Sir, please... may I... may I go under my panties?" she panted. Alice was very turned on now. He always had a way of bringing her passions to a boil. "You may slip a hand under your panties then, but only to play with your clit and pussy lips. Do ...

... not go inside or I will stop our game right then and there. Do you understand, slut?" he warned. "Yes, Sir... I promise," she said. "Very well then." Alice slipped a trembling hand under the waistband of her panties and found her sopping pussy. She groaned softly as she touched herself. "Are you still shaved clean, slut, or have you gotten overgrown again?" he asked. "I have kept it shaved clean, Sir," she said huskily as her fingers played over her swollen lips and circled her throbbing aching clit. "Say it right. Say it the way I taught you, slut," he coaxed her. "My pussy... my cunt... is still shaved, Sir," she corrected, "I kept it shaved for you." "That's my good girl. Now, part those fat cunt lips and show me how wet you are. Show me that wet naughty cunt," he said. Alice almost came at his words. God, this man could get her so incredibly hot and bothered, yet he knew just how far to push her to keep her right on the maddening edge! Here she was laying in her bed and masturbating simply because he had told her too! Alice used two fingers to spread her pussy lips wide apart and then took the finger of her other hand and rubbed her hard button, sending electric lightning bolts through her pussy and straight to her lust-clouded brain. She was careful not to slip a finger inside, although it was killing her not too. She wanted to feel her pussy filled - filled with anything at this point. But she also knew that he meant what he said - she had found out the hard way that his ...