Inciting incident Stories

“Fuck, please! I need it!” Sage had been dripping wet. Her cheeks flushed and her damp hair hung down over her face. She leaned her forehead against the tile and used both hands to coerce something more than the pittance of an orgasm that had disappointingly come and gone with little fanfare. “No, no, no… please… Don’t be done already! Don’t… fuck!” She tried for another minute using her fingers and the small bullet vibra...