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[audio-story]

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i'm alone. in a public bathroom. no stalls. no line. just a public bathroom where i had to make little to no noise at all.

it was one of those days when you just had to see your boyfriend. stripped down to a lacy white bra, their skin clashing against the white bedsheets. their chest littered with blossoming blue flowers. their cheeks were rarely in the frame, flushed and branded with a lipstick mark.

i still remember that night.

i want her. now.

earphones in, lights off. i click her contact on the dim light of her phone, watching it ring.

"hello? babe? what's going on?-"

"talk dirty to me, baby..." i beg, bent over on the sink. ny legs were already spread, as if they wanted her to be there. they needed her to be there.

there was a pause.

"excuse me?"

... oh. she wants to play that game.

"... talk dirty to me, please?"

i can hear her smile. smug and prideful that her babydoll's still so pliant and submissive to her.

"are you alone?"

"mhm..."

"bend over."

i already was but... that single command made my heart race. was i already wet?

"okay..."

"mmm... now pretend i'm just behind you... undo your bra for me, baby girl."

i resist a moan, nodding and setting the phone down. i reach behind me. my shirt slides up just enough for my fingers to undo the clasp. The tightness below my breasts disappears.

"done?"

"yes."

"unbutton your shirt. just enough that they're out." that makes my heart melt. i obey, letting them hang loose.

"are they out?"

"mhm... i want you here so bad..."

"do you? pretend for me then. touch them. play with them. you know how i do it. moan for me, darling."

fuck.

the phone is set down, my hands traveling up to my chest. i gasp, fondling myself. i squeeze one, playing with the other. he always focuses on the middle. always. so i do the same, gently toying with the nub. another moan escapes, high and quite loud as i imagine him behind me. he's kissing my neck... playing with my very being...

"darling?"

"u-uh...?"

"will you beg for me? let me hear you."

i moan again, hastily nodding, "t-touch me... please-" a whine from my own mouth interrupts me as i squirm, my underwear rubbing me differently.

"... now what was that?"

"d-down..."

that ticks her, "are you touching yourself down there without my permission?"

"n-no, i just moved-"

"take off that damn shirt."

a gasp escapes my mouth as i do exactly that, panting.

"are you bent over?"

"mhm~!"

"rub yourself."

i let go of my chest, moving my hands down my skirt. god, i was already so fucking wet... the fabric of my grey underwear was soaked, a patch darker than the rest. i made a noise at it, gently poking it with a finger.

"awh, are you already wet for me, hm?" i dont answer, ripping the bandage off. i start to rub at a moderate speed, moaning loudly.

"you've already started. and my, you sound sensitive." my hips buck into my hand, desperate for more friction.

desperate for her.

"babygirl, you have no idea how beautiful you sound..." i moan again, rubbing faster. i'm so close. i imagine her behind me. her hand is mine. she's whispering in my ear...

"are you close, babydoll?"

"yes... y-" moan, "y-yes, please..."

she sounds delighted by my whining. my begging.

"what do you imagine?"

"y-you... behind m-me... feels so nice... touch me, b-baby, p-please..."

she laughs, "you're already fucking yourself stupid for me... my sweet girl..."

i'm already so close. i'm dripping just from the sound of her voice. i got faster and faster, running after my sweet release. my mind melts as i continue, throwing my head back. i mewled out little moans and whines, covering my tracks. i'm careful not to get caught.

"b-baby, can i c-come...? p-please...?"

"go on, angel."

i moan. loud. the droplets of my own essence turn into a whole faucet that was twisted on. it runs down my thighs, warm and sticky. the things i'd give for her to curl her fingers inside of me as i caught my release.

i slump down onto the sink once more, panting slowly as the liquid goes on to roll down my thighs. i almost forgot she was on the line.

"baby? you okay?"

"f-fine..."

"open the door."

my head snaps up. for some reason, my mind told me she was right outside. i could open the door.

and i hesitate.

but when i did? there she was, calm and steady on her feet. my complete opposite.

"hi baby." she smiles, coming in and shutting the door behind her.

i pant, leaning against the wall. the aftershocks haven't worn out yet.

"you made quite a mess... shame i'm not done with you yet."

god, she's gonna ruin me.

well, i hope she does.

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my baby's tied up. spread eagle, satin sheets. she's blindfolded, vision covered and protected. the collar shines from her neck.

im straddling her, gently teasing her underwear. my sweet girl is moaning for pleasure. i almost couldn't take it but... this was punishment.

i blow a warm breath just over her underwear, smiling at the whine. my fingers loop around the waistband on either side of her waist.

in a moment, her underwear was discarded, tosses aimlessly at the floor.

i smile at what lied ahead, slowly moving my hand to run a teasing finger over one flap. she pants, her legs shaking.

1 finger turns into 2, gently rubbing slow circles at her lips. she keens, stuttering out a question.

"b-baby, wha-what are you doing to me...?"

i don't reply, humming as the rubbing gets faster and faster. 2 fingers turn into 4, working to twist her stomach from the outside, watching her try to clench her quivering thighs.

she must be close. but i don't let her come.

another smile from me. somewhat endearing yet evil at the same time. i yank the blindfold off her head, grabbing her chin. why is she still moaning?

i decide to make a show, glancing at my fingers. they're sticky from the essence that managed to escape.

without hesitation, i shove them inside my mouth, unblinking as i feel her back arch. i suck the liquid off my own fingers, leaving only my spit behind.

she mustve thought that was the end of it.

i let our lips crash, adoring her squeak of surprise. she must be tasting herself off of my lips.

she tasted heavenly.