Free tiny smut#3- Panties, masturbation and talking.

I really should not be doing this right now, I know that but here I am.

My friend has me wrapped in her long muscled arms and is holding me while I finish crying. I got dumped and here I am, I’m so embarrassed. Everything went wrong tonight, we got our nails done earlier and were supposed to be out having a girls night out.

And now here we are. I’m in my panties and a tank top because I spilled foundation down my front and completely lost my shit, crying and all that. She’s amazing, she took me in her arms and sat me on the couch almost in her lap and just let me go.

Now here we are.

We moved to her bed ostensibly for a cuddle and to watch movies. I feel better now but there’s another problem.

Since she’s been transitioning her voice has mellowed into this throaty contra alto with the slightest burr in it and she’s speaking directly against my ear.

My problem is two fold, the first is that I have a little bit of a thing. A kink for voices and hers in my ear is turning me on something fierce. I must be squirming because she stops and tilts her head to look down my front. My nipples are hard and I’m blushing.

“You okay hon?”

I try to speak and clear my throat.

“Matter of fact no. I have a thing.”

“A thing?”

“Yeah a thing, a little bit of an um…voice thing and you have probably the sexiest voice I’ve ever heard. If we were on the phone I’d probably-“

I make myself stop talking. Jesus, I can never just shut the fuck up when I need to.

She starts to chuckle and she shifts me against her a little bit.

“How much of a thing is it? If I was talking dirty would you just come? Right in your panties?”

Jesus take the mother fucking wheel, this is the worst. The way she says it, the cadence of her speech somehow translates right into my clit and I nod a little bit.

“Fuck, yeah. I mean not like, not with no hands. The force and my pussy aren’t quite that strong.”

Now she takes a pause.

“Is that even possible? You can do that with a pussy?”

I shrug.

“Some can. My last girlfriend could. You have to do exercises.”

She gets quiet and I feel like I might have ruined everything. I almost want to cry again and then her fingers creep up inside my tank top and she scoots the cup of my bra out of her way. As she examines my nipples with her fingers again she starts to talk.

I don’t even know what she’s saying, I sink into this place where there’s only the sound and buzz of her voice, the arousal running through my body and my need.

Her fingers slide down the crotch of my panties, the satin is already damp and I spread my legs a little wider.

“Like this?”

I nod, swallowing hard as she runs the pad of her finger along my clit until it is encased in damp silky material.

“You know, I had this girlfriend once and she loved getting off with her panties on. I liked to watch her. Have you ever gotten off with your panties on?”

She punctuates her question by flicking my clit with her nail, normally that would annoy me but my panties blunt any displeasure and I tense up.

“Oh, shit that feels so good.”

It does feel good but I want more. I need more. She keeps talking in my ear, her fingers describing my need along the ever-wetter crotch of my panties. My clit feels huge and isolated; when she rhythmically uses her knuckles to squeeze it lightly I almost start speaking in tongues.

“Yes, make me come. Please.”

“Look at you saying please. Okay baby.”

I don’t know whether to try and pull my panties down, tug them aside or tear them right off of my ass. She is solving the problem for me. I don’t k now how but she can read me, I’m not paying attention to what she says only the quick circular motion of her finger on my clit.

My clit starts to throb, it almost hurts and the orgasm is fast and makes me arch my back and turn to press my face against her neck. I can’t help myself and start chewing on her throat, my hand finds her wrist and I hold it in place for another crucial moment.

When we kiss my orgasm is no longer ascendant, it hovers in my cunt. This is not the ending type of orgasm, this is the beginning, I want to fuck.

“Fuck me.”

She seems surprised when I reach into her panties and cradle her half hard cock in my palm and look in her eyes.

“Fuck me and talk to me.”

Her cock stirs and I smile. I pull it gently out of her panties and milk it until she’s hard. Her mouth is close to mine and she’s smiling as she talks.

“I’m going to fuck you until you have nothing to say.”

“I-“


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