Clever fingers Stories

Sometimes it’s just nice to masturbate at a nice leisurely pace. Made easy by sleepiness late home and alone from an evening’s shift at the resto. The real pleasurably leisurely part made by lying out after a piping hot bath, heated through and melting my naked flesh on to the bed. Dreaming at the ceiling, I’m looking through the clouds created by my patchy, quick and cheap decorating, and into a misty, grey heaven. Somew...

Elodie The club was a heartbeat on loudspeaker, bass rattling through her blood and bones as she moved like water on the crowded dance floor. That feeling she craved, permission to let go and just feel, block out the impersonal city streets, and let her body follow the flow of the music. It was an intoxicating primal need to be around people, dancing as close as physics would allow, and experience undiluted joy as one; th...

Clever fingers skim across her creamy skin, over curves and valleys, until they find the prize they seek. Deftly parting her silky pink folds, wet with desire, he dips inside to find treasures untold. Her eyes flutter as he ventures further, discovering the velvety sweetness deep within. Her hips rock, her back arches, and a sigh of pleasure escapes her lips. He moves faster, determined to give her gratification beyond he...