Sweet Talk & Dirty Touch

I want you to shut up and just come touch my pussy!” she said to me, her voice dripping with a potent mix of frustration and desire. It was a direct response to a particularly ridiculous joke I’d just delivered, a stupid one about a squirrel wearing a tiny hat. I lay there a little above her on the plush king-sized bed, my loose-fitting, silk boxers draped over my still-stiff cock. The two of us had just rushed upstairs in a desperate attempt to squeeze in a little pre-dawn passion before the kids, Leo and Mia, descended on the living room to resume their marathon viewing of Rainbow Rocks. They were currently huddled on the couch, oblivious to our clandestine rendezvous, and she had just drained me dry with her mouth, leaving me feeling both spent and utterly consumed.

“Why don’t you come up here and bring your pussy so I can play with it,” I said, setting my phone down on the nightstand. The dim glow of the digital clock illuminated the room, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets.

“Oh, so I have to come up there? I just gave you the blowjob, and I have to get up there so you can play with my pussy,” she retorted, a playful challenge in her tone.

“Exactly,” I replied, a slow smile spreading across my face. The sheer audacity of her request, combined with the lingering heat of her touch, sent shivers down my spine. The sound of the kids’ cartoon theme song briefly pierced through the air, a reminder of our temporary escape.

“Shut up and just touch me!” she commanded, reaching for my hand as she positioned herself at the head of the bed, gently pulling me down onto her shorts. I rested my hand on top of hers, gently stroking up and down her lips, savoring the delicate texture of her skin.

“Is this what you want?” I asked, my voice a low rumble, as I continued to tease her.

“Yes,” she cooed, her eyes fluttering closed in anticipation. “Just keep going.”

“Good,” I said, shifting my weight and pressing a little harder, feeling the first stirrings of arousal within me. I pushed past her lips, my hand descending to her clit, where she was already beginning to tense with pleasure.

“Hah!” she exclaimed, grabbing my shoulder as we lay entangled in the sheets. She was still a little dry up north, so I slid further down near her love hole, where I knew she was already saturated after the intense oral encounter.

“Oh!” she whispered, her breath catching in her throat, as she shifted slightly on the bed, maintaining a comfortable space between her legs.

“What are you doing?” I asked, observing her movements with a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

“I’m… tssss—hah! I’m moving the blankets because I don’t want to squirt on them—haah—aha!” she giggled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. As I kept my hand gently teasing her clit, she continued to fidget, her body buzzing with excitement.

“How do you know you’re going to squirt? I may not even stick my fingers up there,” I said, referring to her g-spot. It was a calculated risk, a way to heighten the anticipation and intensify the pleasure. I would have to quickly stimulate her there until it bulged and then rub her clit to make her squirt.

“I am extremely horny-yyy!” she shrieked, reaching for her shorts as I kept messing with her, heading up to her clit. “And I’m going to squ-hurt!”

I burst out laughing, unable to contain my own pleasure, as I kept playing with her clit as she finally pulled her shorts down, never taking my hand from between her legs. She threw them with a sigh of relief and continued to focus on me, her body now completely relaxed and yielding to my touch.

“Ha! Ooooh, Daddy,” she moaned into my ears, her voice a low, seductive whisper. I remained silent, watching her as my two fingers kept on pleasing her. Her hair was getting messy and tossed all over the place as she squirmed in pleasure, her body a symphony of involuntary movements.

I think this is one of my favorite things to do in our sex life. When I just get to watch her lose herself to me. I don’t have to focus on me climaxing or anything; it’s just a couple of fingers and her juices soaking between them.

“Ooooh, Daddy,” she moaned, getting a little louder. “Mmmm, yes!” she said, her voice filled with pure, unadulterated pleasure.

I was circling around her clit, going faster and faster. As I started to go up and down her pussy, she began to grind her hips into me, soaking every finger in her love. I went back up to her clit, and she almost screamed.

“GAH! YES!” she said, grabbing my shoulder and pulling me closer as we lay there, completely lost in our shared pleasure.

I kept going, watching as her legs began to tremble uncontrollably. She half buried her face in her feather-down pillow, her body writhing with delight. The fan hummed behind us, but it still couldn’t drown out the symphony of her moans and gasps.

My wrist started to get tired, so I threw my arm into it and gave it some more power. She lost it, but I couldn’t hold it long, so I had to slow down to just my wrist. She calmed down with me as I kept sliding up and down on her pussy, feeling her soak between her legs. Then I went back up to her clit, and she instantly pushed my hand down on it hard again.

So I thought, "Okay, I got this. And I did." Fingers, wrist, arm, full freaking power for her. But it still wasn’t enough.

“Hah!” she said getting loud. I kept pressing down on her like I was in the middle of one of my games and my life depended on me hitting a button as fast and as hard as I could.

“HA-Haa aaah!” she said getting louder, and that’s when I started to chuckle.

“HA! AAAAAAH! OH YES, DADDY! HARDER! HARDER!” she screamed, her voice filled with desperate longing. I lost it and just started full on laughing as I kept on fingering that clit hard.

“Why? Why are you laughing—laughing at me?” she said, coming down from her high a little bit.

“Because,” I said while still laughing and not letting up on her clit. “You’re just so darn cute.” As I kept moving my hand, she cried out loud again.

“Oooh! Daddy! YES! YES!”

I kept laughing.

“What!? Why—st—stop laughing at me! Why are you laughing!?”

“Because you just enjoy what my hand has to offer?”

“No! Actually, I just want you to kiss me,” she said grabbing my neck and pulling me down.

As we kissed, my hand was still on overtime and kept on working hard on her. She loved it, and I could only imagine the bed would be soaked. As we kissed, she squirted in my hand again, and she pushed me back up.

“Okay, stop!”

“What? Why?” I said laughing at her but stopping. She was breathing hard, and I wanted to make sure I wasn’t pushing her heart too much.

“Because, we’re going to soak the bed,” she said, her voice laced with a playful challenge.

“That’s not my problem,” I said, returning her gaze with a mischievous grin.

“Oh, okay, don’t stop then,” she said, her body arching in anticipation.

“I won’t,” I replied, resuming my assault on her clit, her pleasure growing with each passing moment. She continued to grind her hips into me, a frenzied dance of lust and desire.

“HA! AAAAAAAH!” she shrieked, her voice reaching a fever pitch as she unleashed a torrent of warm, golden fluid. The bed became a canvas for her release, a vibrant display of her raw, uninhibited pleasure. As my hand kept going, it splashed everywhere and all over her legs.

“Okay,” she said coming down off the peak and lowering her hips. “Now tell me.”

“Oh, more!? Okay!” I said, continuing my relentless stimulation, and she didn’t even pause to object. The sheer volume of her pleasure was overwhelming, yet she seemed to crave every inch of it. As she read this story her heart started racing so hard again she had to relax herself when she was done.

I was kissing her lips passionately. Every time I pulled back, she kept trying to ask me what I meant, but I would just kiss her again to shut her up.

“What do you mean!?” she finally asked quickly before I felt her squirt again.

“How about,” I said before kissing her again, “You just enjoy what my hand has to offer?”

“No! Actually, I just want you to kiss me,” she said grabbing my neck and pulling me down.

As we kissed, my hand was still on overtime and kept on working hard on her. She loved it, and I could only imagine the bed would be soaked. As we kissed, she squirted in my hand again, and she pushed me back up.

“Baby! Tell me!”

“You’re just cute!” I said and kept moving my hand as she cried out loud again.

“Oooh! Daddy! YES! YES!”

I kept laughing.

“What!? Why—st—stop laughing at me! Why are you laughing!?”

“Because you’re just so darn cute!”

“What’s that supposed to mean!?”

“It means you’re cute.”

“Wh-haat! No!” she said closing her legs. “What does that mean!?” she said smiling at me and still giggling.

“Open your legs back up,” I said laughing with her as she kept my hand in-between her legs.

“No, tell me,” she said laughing as we fought each other.

“How about you let me tell you after I finish you off?” I said knowing that would get her to open her legs again. She smiled and opened her legs up and let me have at her again. I gave her the full force as she took it all, surprising me once again how much she loved it rough.

“HA! AAAAAAAH!” she screamed as she squirted all over the bed, and, as my hand kept going, it splashed everywhere and all over her legs.

“Okay,” she said coming down off the peak and lowering her hips. “Now tell me.”

“Oh, more!? Okay!” I said and started moving my hand harder and faster. She wasn’t expecting that and after rubbing for a few seconds she squirted again.

“Baby! Tell me!”

“You’re just cute!” I said and kept moving my hand as I kissed her jawline just how she likes it. Before I knew it, she was splashing all over the bed again.

I was kissing her lips passionately. Every time I pulled back, she kept trying to ask me what I meant, but I would just kiss her again to shut her up.

“What!? Why—st—stop laughing at me! Why are you laughing!?”

“Because you’re just so darn cute!”

“What’s that supposed to mean!?”

“It means you’re cute.”

“Wh-haat! No!” she said closing her legs. “What does that mean!?” she said smiling at me and still giggling.

“Open your legs back up,” I said laughing with her as she kept my hand in-between her legs.

“No, tell me,” she said laughing as we fought each other.

“How about you let me tell you after I finish you off?” I said knowing that would get her to open her legs again. She smiled and opened her legs up and let me have at her again. I gave her the full force as she took it all, surprising me once again how much she loved it rough.

“HA! AAAAAAAH!” she screamed as she squirted all over the bed, and, as my hand kept going, it splashed everywhere and all over her legs.

“Okay,” she said coming down off the peak and lowering her hips. “Now tell me.”

“Oh, more!? Okay!” I said and started moving my hand harder and faster. She wasn’t expecting that and after rubbing for a few seconds she squirted again.

“Baby! Tell me!”

“You’re just cute!” I said and kept moving my hand as I kissed her jawline just how she likes it. Before I knew it, she was splashing all over the bed again.

I was kissing her lips passionately. Every time I pulled back, she kept trying to ask me what I meant, but I would just kiss her again to shut her up.

“What!? Why—st—stop laughing at me! Why are you laughing!?”

“Because you’re just so darn cute!”

“What’s that supposed to mean!?”

“It means you’re cute.”

“Wh-haat! No!” she said closing her legs. “What does that mean!?” she said smiling at me and still giggling.

“Open your legs back up,” I said laughing with her as she kept my hand in-between her legs.

“No, tell me,” she said laughing as we fought each other.

“How about you let me tell you after I finish you off?” I said knowing that would get her to open her legs again. She smiled and opened her legs up and let me have at her again. I gave her the full force as she took it all, surprising me once again how much she loved it rough.

“HA! AAAAAAAH!” she screamed as she squirted all over the bed, and, as my hand kept going, it splashed everywhere and all over her legs.

“Okay,” she said coming down off the peak and lowering her hips. “Now tell me.”

“Oh, more!? Okay!” I said and started moving my hand harder and faster. She wasn’t expecting that and after rubbing for a few seconds she squirted again.

“Baby! Tell me!”

“You’re just cute!” I said and kept moving my hand as I kissed her jawline just how she likes it. Before I knew it, she was splashing all over the bed again.

I was kissing her lips passionately. Every time I pulled back, she kept trying to ask me what I meant, but I would just kiss her again to shut her up.

“What!? Why—st—stop laughing at me! Why are you laughing!?”

“Because you’re just so darn cute!”

“What’s that supposed to mean!?”

“It means you’re cute.”

“Wh-haat! No!” she said closing her legs. “What does that mean!?” she said smiling at me and still giggling.

“Open your legs back up,” I said laughing with her as she kept my hand in-between her legs.

“No, tell me,” she said laughing as we fought each other.

“How about you let me tell you after I finish you off?” I said knowing that would get her to open her legs again. She smiled and opened her legs up and let me have at her again. I gave her the full force as she took it all, surprising me once again how much she loved it rough.

“HA! AAAAAAAH!” she screamed as she squirted all over the bed, and, as my hand kept going, it splashed everywhere and all over her legs.

“Okay,” she said coming down off the peak and lowering her hips. “Now tell me.”

“Oh, more!? Okay!” I said and started moving my hand harder and faster. She wasn’t expecting that and after rubbing for a few seconds she squirted again.

“Baby! Tell me!”

“You’re just cute!” I said and kept moving my hand as I kissed her jawline just how she likes it. Before I knew it, she was splashing all over the bed again.

I was kissing her lips passionately. Every time I pulled back, she kept trying to ask me what I meant, but I would just kiss her again to shut her up.

“What!? Why—st—stop laughing at me! Why are you laughing!?”

“Because you’re just so darn cute!”

“What’s that supposed to mean!?”

“It means you’re cute.”

“Wh-haat! No!” she said closing her legs. “What does that mean!?” she said smiling at me and still giggling.

“Open your legs back up,” I said laughing with her as she kept my hand in-between her legs.

“No, tell me,” she said laughing as we fought each other.

“How about you let me tell you after I finish you off?” I said knowing that would get her to open her legs again. She smiled and opened her legs up and let me have at her again. I gave her the full force as she took it all, surprising me once again how much she loved it rough.

“HA! AAAAAAAH!” she screamed as she squirted all over the bed, and, as my hand kept going, it splashed everywhere and all over her legs.

“Okay,” she said coming down off the peak and lowering her hips. “Now tell me.”

“Oh, more!? Okay!” I said and started moving my hand harder and faster. She wasn’t expecting that and after rubbing for a few seconds she squirted again.

“Baby! Tell me!”

“You’re just cute!” I said and kept moving my hand as I kissed her jawline just how she likes it. Before I knew it, she was splashing all over the bed again.

I was kissing her lips passionately. Every time I pulled back, she kept trying to ask me what I meant, but I would just kiss her again to shut her up.

“What!? Why—st—stop laughing at me! Why are you laughing!?”

“Because you’re just so darn cute!”

“What’s that supposed

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