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beautflstranger:

she soon came to understand, with utmost clarity,  just what her utter defiance would bring.
~ beautflstranger 2013

beautflstranger:

she soon came to understand, with utmost clarity,  just what her utter defiance would bring.

~ beautflstranger 2013

dirtystorytime:

I saw him staring. Over his shoulder. Peeking at you. Wondering. He was admiring your hair, lingering a little too long on your exposed back, while we waited for our entrée.
He immediately looked away when our eyes met. I had a smile on my face. He blushed. His nose turned back to his book.
“The man,” I said, “he’s been staring.”
“Oh,” you replied as your head dipped to turn, “which one?”
“With the book,” I raised my nose as if to nod. 
“Are you jealous?”
I leaned in and whispered, “he can look, I don’t mind. But later tonight, when you’re writhing on the bed, arms and legs strewn here and there, grasping at the sheets, and gasping about cumming on my face, my tongue, my hands…we can discuss jealousy again.”
I smirked, my hand fell to her knee. Your eyes closed. My hand traced slowly up your thigh, my index finger working small circles, teasing you for what was yet to come. Your eyes closed as you anticipated. I paused a moment at the hemline of your skirt before returning to you knee.
With a gentle nudge I pulled, “I want to see the wet spot in your panties. You can show me now, or at home, your choice.”
Your head turned to catch the attention of the waiter, swallowing hard, you managed to speak, “bill please…”

dirtystorytime:

I saw him staring. Over his shoulder. Peeking at you. Wondering. He was admiring your hair, lingering a little too long on your exposed back, while we waited for our entrée.

He immediately looked away when our eyes met. I had a smile on my face. He blushed. His nose turned back to his book.

“The man,” I said, “he’s been staring.”

“Oh,” you replied as your head dipped to turn, “which one?”

“With the book,” I raised my nose as if to nod. 

“Are you jealous?”

I leaned in and whispered, “he can look, I don’t mind. But later tonight, when you’re writhing on the bed, arms and legs strewn here and there, grasping at the sheets, and gasping about cumming on my face, my tongue, my hands…we can discuss jealousy again.”

I smirked, my hand fell to her knee. Your eyes closed. My hand traced slowly up your thigh, my index finger working small circles, teasing you for what was yet to come. Your eyes closed as you anticipated. I paused a moment at the hemline of your skirt before returning to you knee.

With a gentle nudge I pulled, “I want to see the wet spot in your panties. You can show me now, or at home, your choice.”

Your head turned to catch the attention of the waiter, swallowing hard, you managed to speak, “bill please…”

suicideblonde:

kswhateverspace:

Black Sails coming in 2014 [x]

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