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It’s no secret that I like being controlled a little in bed. I like being told to get down on my knees and suck him off, or having my wrists pinned down, or like this morning, being brought close to climax over and over again, but without ever being penetrated, no matter how much I arch my back, lift my hips and push my pelvis toward his hand.

It all started when I climbed back into bed after my brunch plans were unexpectedly cancelled this morning. I snuggled up to my boyfriend and rubbed his back for quite some time, not expecting anything more to happen on this lazy Sunday morning and enjoying our quiet moment. After some time he turned around and enveloped me with his arms and began to caress my neck — and faithful readers, as you now know, my neck is my sweet spot. Instinctively I started to pump my hips, reaching them up toward him as his hand passed over that part of my body. We were both still wearing the clothes we slept in the night before so for the wonderfully long period of foreplay there was no touching any of our body parts under our clothes.

He continued to caress my body over my clothes, pinch my nipples through the thin cotton t-shirt I was wearing and press against my cunt, while pushing his dick up against my leg. My legs were spread out wide, inviting him at any time to plunge his hand beneath my leggings and put three fingers up inside me. Instead, he pulled my hand toward me and lifted my leggings by the elastic waist to give me room to put my hand down my pants and play with my clit.

By this time my pussy was dripping and I couldn’t have been more turned on. A lead up like this, the anticipation of being touched, but never getting that final bit of satisfaction and release is one of the most wonderfully overwhelming feelings and as much as I was dying to have him put his fingers inside me I also knew that as soon as he did the amazing and intense feelings I had would disappear. I hoped for this to go on all morning. I continued pumping my hips, eagerly anticipating him reaching down to press against my pussy, over my hand still under my leggings, to put ever more pressure against my labia and clit. Legs spread wide, back fully arched, my mind went blank, I thought of nothing and felt only the intensity brought on by little more than the touch of his fingers — and mine.

When I reached such a point of intensity that it seemed I couldn’t take anymore, he reached down beneath my clothes and every so gently placed his finger right at the opening of my pussy hole and stroked the rim every so lightly. That was as much as I could take. I needed to climax! I pushed my hips up and reached out toward his fingers, but he pulled them back, took my hand and started moving my fingers against my clit. He was telling me that it was my job to finish myself off. The ultimate sexy gesture. All it took was a couple of minutes of vigorous stroking of my clit to make me cum.

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I am just an average chick who loves the touch of another woman, loves to perform for my bf and have him watch while a chick licks my clit and watch him get off when he gets a blow job from someone with a truly skilled mouth. Read more in Meet Alice :)

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