• Masturbation Monday,  Short Fiction

    Of Course

    She’s moving between my legs, dragging hot kisses down my thighs, her eyes peeking over my mound, eyebrows waggling. “Ugh, you don’t need to do this … I can’t believe you want to …” I’m cut short as her thumbs splay my cunt open and her lips latch onto my tender clitoris. I yelp and the pleasure of her mouth floods my body and I can’t stop her, I don’t want her to stop. She nibbles daintily, flat firm tongue following. I sink back into the sofa and push her hair back so I can see her angelic face, eyes closed with determination, mouth soft and pliant, moving around my vulva…