Pizza making turns into an erotic masturbation session

Desire, that delicious tormentor, had plagued my dreams the entire night before, teasing me with the sensation of moist lips suckling my peaked nipples while deft fingers delved wantonly into the aching softness of my cleft. Fingers, lips and tongue massaging and pleasuring my flesh… pussy licking… there was only one whom my mind could confidently conjure as the master over my body, the only person who could leave me quivering and panting for more…

As I pillaged through drawer after drawer an idea began to dawn, one I was certain would please in more ways than one. With a mischievous smile, I pulled out a pair of hold-ups and a matching bra and panty set, my favourite set that I owned by far. I slowly pulled the delicate fabric up my legs before slipping the flesh coloured panties firmly into place, my fingers smoothing down the black lace of my brassiere as I settled it comfortably around the soft curve of my breasts. I ran the palm of my hand lightly across my nipples, teasing them into peaked buds while I ran my freed fingers down the soft skin of my inner thigh, the promise of plump lips and the touch of a talented tongue filling my body with an aching need I suspected I would not be able to ignore…

With my hands thoroughly coated in flour I determinedly laid the dough out across the surface of the kitchen island, my fingers sinking in as I began to master it with as much enthusiasm as an admittedly novice in the kitchen could muster. I picked up the dough and slapped it back down atop the table, my fingers kneading forcefully into it as I repeated the process over and over again. My mind began to wander as I worked, each smack of my palm against the dough and knead of my fingers teasing from my memory the sharp sound of a palm connecting with my upraised buttock with a resounding smack! followed closely by the feeling of fingertips massaging my reddened skin and a soothing kiss from my lover’s lips as I whimpered helplessly against the pain…

I inhaled sharply as I felt my body responding to the images my memories and stories stubbornly coaxed forward, my pussy swelling wetly with suppressed desire as I battled desperately against where my urges wished for my fingers to go the most… Pulling back with a curse I aggressively began to knead and twist the dough once more in an attempt to stay focused on the task at hand. I bit into my lower lip and stoically tried to steady my concentration, but try as I might I could not stave off the succulent phantom sensation of my lover’s mouth buried deeply between my thighs, sucking and licking my clit while I ground wantonly into the pleasurable pressure with abandon…

“Oh god I can’t stand this,” I moaned helplessly, my eyes squeezing tightly shut as I felt any control I had managed to hold onto slipping away. Finally, with a groan I gave in to the pleasure, my breath expelling in panting gasps as I brought one flour-covered finger to my lips. I suckled it and ran my tongue up and down its length while my freed hand slowly caressed the curve of my exposed buttock. I then pulled my soaked panties down my legs and bent over at the waist, my wet finger trailing downward to caress my feverish flesh with one stroke starting from the bottom of my slit before brushing lightly across my clit. I gasped at the sensation, my legs shaking as I frantically kicked off my slippers and placed my panties on top of them.

I ran my finger effortlessly up and down my slit, teasing my body with touches that were frustratingly light and just not quite firm enough to satisfy. I tempted myself, again and again, my... read the rest of this story please login or register to read the full story free.

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  1. Hmm placing an order at Dominos Pizza’s will never be the same again! Loves Anna xx

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