

“I want to do something disgustingly intimate.”
She nodded at my growing bulge as she slid her dress up until I could see her black underwear beneath it. I watched as she traced the outline of her lips with her nails. I couldn’t think.
“I want to watch you come,” she finally said. “Don’t touch me. Just come for me.”
I had my cock out a second later because there was no other response. I stood in front of her, looking down as I took myself in hand and began to slowly jerk off.
“Fuck that’s hot,” she said, sliding her hand into her panties. “Come closer.”
I leaned over her, watching her fingers through the fabric and I squeezed my cock tightly. I could smell her excitement as I watched us both.
“I want to come all over you,” I said, picturing it in vivid detail. “We’ll never kiss, but we’ll do that.”
“I want you to come here,” she said grinning as she slid her panties to one side, exposing her smooth pussy. “Intimate and grotesque.”
I leaned in closer, watching her fingers as they entered her, and I could barely stand. She rubbed herself faster as my hand became a blur and it was hot and uncomfortable in perfect harmony. Never in my life had I wanted to come as badly as I did right then.