God, Nat made even the simple act of playing with Steph's finger so hot. She watched, entranced, as the redhead sucked on her finger, and was struck by the stray thought that she could watch Nat do that to a man's cock and probably still think it hot. What that said about Steph and her sexuality, well. Maybe she'll think about it some other time. Right now all she wanted to think about was that mouth and tongue trailing down her body.
Nat, however, had other ideas. Steph heard herself moan in protest when Nat didn't suck on her nipple, and instead guided Steph's finger into her. At first Steph let Nat direct her movements. But then Nat called her her little girl, and while Steph normally hated being called a girl, let alone little, it made a dark thrill surge through her. That, and the threat of Nat withholding her touch spurred Steph to do what she was told and fuck herself.
"Wait," she gasped. She paused for a moment and drew her hand back, but only so she could pull her panties down her hips and thighs. Nat hadn't said she couldn't do that, so she kept going, lifting her hips and shifting until she pulled one leg completely free. Her underwear hanging off the ankle of her other leg like the cuff of a chain, she planted her feet into the mattress and spread her legs wide open. Then, while the fingers of her left hand spread her folds a little more, she resumed the motions Nat had originally directed, slipping her finger down and inside, then back up and around and across her clit.
She thought of Nat holding her open, Nat's hot tongue running up and down her pussy, and she went faster and faster until she tipped over the edge with a cry.
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Nat, however, had other ideas. Steph heard herself moan in protest when Nat didn't suck on her nipple, and instead guided Steph's finger into her. At first Steph let Nat direct her movements. But then Nat called her her little girl, and while Steph normally hated being called a girl, let alone little, it made a dark thrill surge through her. That, and the threat of Nat withholding her touch spurred Steph to do what she was told and fuck herself.
"Wait," she gasped. She paused for a moment and drew her hand back, but only so she could pull her panties down her hips and thighs. Nat hadn't said she couldn't do that, so she kept going, lifting her hips and shifting until she pulled one leg completely free. Her underwear hanging off the ankle of her other leg like the cuff of a chain, she planted her feet into the mattress and spread her legs wide open. Then, while the fingers of her left hand spread her folds a little more, she resumed the motions Nat had originally directed, slipping her finger down and inside, then back up and around and across her clit.
She thought of Nat holding her open, Nat's hot tongue running up and down her pussy, and she went faster and faster until she tipped over the edge with a cry.