Diary of Desire: December 16, 2024
I slip into the evening gown your father bought me—form-fitting, silk clinging to every curve, the plunging neckline putting my cleavage on full display just as he likes it. But tonight, I don’t care what he wants. I want to feel you. I invite you into my room, the air thick with unspoken tension. “I want to smell you on me all night,” I whisper, my voice soft yet commanding. I want your essence on my skin, lingering while I sit beside him at dinner, making polite conversation with his colleagues while I replay every filthy moment we shared.
I pull out the glass dildo, watching your eyes widen with surprise and hunger. “Use it on me,” I instruct, settling back on the bed, my gown sliding up to reveal the slick heat already waiting for you. You kneel between my legs, sliding it inside me, slow and deliberate at first, then harder as I arch into your touch, my moans filling the room. I take your hand, guiding it so you press the dildo against my clit before pulling it free and slipping it into my mouth. My own taste coats my tongue, and I watch the way your cock strains against your pants. You can’t hold back anymore. I command you to stroke yourself, your cock jerking against my swollen clit with every thrust until you shudder, exploding onto me. The heat of your release splashing across my skin pushes me over the edge, my body convulsing beneath you, shaking with pleasure.
We hear the distant sound of footsteps, and I know we’re out of time. “Hurry,” I whisper, my smile wicked. “We’ll play again… and again.” I slip the gown back into place, your essence still dripping from me as I stand, the perfect secret to carry through dinner.
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