My Steamy Story: create a story for a female reader. You ...

My Story Time:

(A soft, murmuring voice cuts through the gentle hum of the car, meant for one listener only)

Baby… you have no idea. I’m driving, one hand on the wheel, the other… god, it’s on my cock. It’s so hard for you. Just thinking about you. The way you looked at me last night… fuck.

(Slight shift, a low groan)

I’m picturing you. Tell me what to think about. Your tits? The way you taste? I’m stroking myself, slow, imagining it’s your hand. Your perfect little hand. What do you want me to do for you? Faster? Tell me.

(A sharp intake of breath)

I’m getting close just talking to you. Thinking about your mouth. I wanna hear you. Tell me what you’re doing. Are you touching yourself for me? I’m fucking my fist, pretending it’s your tight pussy. God, I need you.

(Heavier breathing, voice strained)

I’m gonna come. Thinking about coming all over you. Marking you. Fuck. Yeah… shit…