Push Me Against a Wall [fingering] [make out] [long goodbye] [couple] [mf]

Transcript

Hey, it's Leigh. Cozy up, it's time for a story. I didn't want him to go.

It had gotten late, way past our bedtime, but I didn't want him to go. It's that feeling when you've connected with someone so deeply that you just want them there all the time. That's what it was like with him.

I wanted him here. I wanted his fingers in my hair. I wanted him inside of me all the time.

So on one particular night when he had to go, I protested. I was bratty and a little spicy. I kept standing in his way, expecting that maybe he would stay.

I just wanted him to stay. And he kept saying no, that he had to go. He had to work in the morning and it was an early day.

There would be inspections to be had and people to deal with and he needed to sleep. He knew that if he stayed, there wouldn't be very much sleep. He wasn't wrong, but I still wanted him to stay.

As he was leaving, he pushed me against the wall, kissed me so deeply that my head started spinning, and slid his hand down the front of my pants, past my thong, and started rubbing my clit. He was wasting no time in trying to get me off, and I just stood there pinned against the wall and breathless, our tongues intertwined, my head spinning with every touch of his fingers and a gasp into his mouth as he put three of them inside of me. I gripped his bicep with my right hand while wrapping my other arm up and around the back of his shoulder, gripping the back of his head and pulling him in close.

I started coming almost instantly. He has this way with his fingers and twists them ever so slightly to hit my G-spot just right. He started fingering me harder and harder, breathing heavy on my neck and sucking on my earlobe.

I was coming all down his hand, all down my leg, and he didn't He looked up and put his other hand up on the wall above my head. Good girl, he said. I grinned up at him and he just went for more, kissing me harder, sliding his tongue to the back of my mouth.

I looped mine up and under his tongue, a secret weapon that I hold only for him. He started fingering me harder and faster, rubbing his palm against my clit. I started squirting all over his hand.

I could feel it running down the inside of my thigh. I knew that this thong and that pair of leggings were just in for the laundry right away. And he just kept going.

He gave me one last deep kiss, and then it was all over. He left for the night and I headed upstairs to bed. Turning the alarm on, I knew he wasn't going to be back, but my thoughts were racing and I needed more.

I reached into the side table beside my bed and pulled out my lush. I didn't need another human on the end of it to get off. I just wanted to play and relive over and over and over in my brain being pushed against the wall.

That strong, dominant presence. That masculine energy. The taking of what you want with consent, of course.

But feeling that desired, that raw, and wanting so badly for it to happen again. Keeping those images in my mind, my pussy on fire and dripping everywhere. I slid my lush in, got comfortable, and laid back.

The lights were off, but there was some slow, sexy music in the background. Rolling my hips in circles, getting into the rhythm and the pattern. Starting to come small waves at first, leading to bigger ones.

And finally, after only three minutes, coming hard. Pulling the lush out and grinding it hard against my clit. Getting swept away again.

Those thoughts, the being pushed, the being held, the being kissed. You see, when you are the one in charge for so long, when someone can show up and be in charge, take the lead, and show you how to just lay back and enjoy, it's intoxicating. It's a beautiful amount of chaos that lives in your body and in your brain.

And often it can only be released when you come. So I came over and over and over, on my own, living and breathing in that moment. When I was finished, I licked all of my cum off of the lush, tidied up, and drifted off to sleep.

Until next time, thanks for listening.