Prolonging It

Already wet and throbbing, I settled against my pillows, legs spread wide. One finger lightly touched my clit, barely pressing down as I began to circle slowly around the little nub. Heat spread inward, starting in my limbs and shooting straight towards my core. Whimpering and whining into the dark room, I pulled my hand away quickly, sinking two fingers deep into my slick pussy.

Swirling my fingers against my g-spot, pressing and rubbing, my hips lifted into the air. Realizing how close my orgasm was, I slipped my fingers out of my cunt. I rubbed my swollen lips, waiting for the burning pressure to subside a bit.

One fingertip found my clit, soft and small again. I began to make a circle, slowly, with just enough pressure to cause sparks to fly through my bloodstream, but not the familiar pressure and speed that causes gushing and squirting within seconds. Even as I felt the pleasure build through my body, even as I felt like my skin was too tight for my body, even as I felt my clit begin to harden like a rock, I never wavered in tempo or pressure.

The need to end the prolonged torture was great. I was long passed the point where my greedy little girl would have rushed things to a quick conclusion. My blood simmered in my veins as my desire continued to rise. Slow and insistent, my finger tortured my clit with sweet pleasure.

I felt my clit grow and harden against my finger, larger than I’d ever felt it before. Finally, with no warning, the dam burst within me, and I came hard and fast, gushing into my hand. My hips rose straight off the bed from the intense onslaught of the orgasm that caught me off guard. My heels dug in to the mattress, and I squeaked and whimpered into the dark night.

My legs collapsed, my body touched the bed again. Seconds later, aftershocks racked my body. My pussy spasmed uncontrollably, over and over again, for several minutes; I was panting, bucking heap among blankets and sheets.

I smiled to myself as I caught my breath. Prolonging it, it seemed, was well worth the effort.

About the author

Kayla Lords

I am a sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, international speaker, kink educator, and all-around kinky woman. You can find me online sharing my innermost sexual thoughts and experiences, teaching other bloggers how to make money writing about sex, and helping kinksters have happy healthy BDSM relationships. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom and business partner, John Brownstone. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!


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