Open Mouth

Charlotte felt like Narcissus looking at herself, and the mirror she held was her body of water. Her body trembled from residual orgasm. She definitely preferred an orgasm with someone else—Harry in particular—but she knew how to work herself better than anyone else did.

Of course she only had to think about Harry, and she was wet. Her pussy throbbed, and she could not sit still. She was at the office so it was a bit daring, but she was so raw with lust she could not be bothered with that detail. All of the words on her paperwork blurred before her, as her desire became heavier and heavier.

Her hand slipped between her legs, she just pressed herself so she could stop the throbbing. Instead, her hand throbbed too and her fingers curled over her damp crotch. Feeling the wet spot, she picked up her phone and let it hover over her. She spread her legs wide, in front of the floor to ceiling window so she could see the wet spot and her glistening pussy lips. Charlotte almost wanted to go straight to video on her phone like a below average movie but she did not. She just intermittently took photos of herself rubbing her wetness, she was so horny she came after she just touched herself without anything at all.

Minutes later, she came again.

And again.

Swollen, open and wet, she slipped her thong over her thighs so she could take a picture of her still pulsing pussy.

Selecting all the photos she had taken–her fingers sweetly musky with her come—she sent them to Harry. Then she parted her mouth, and took a quick shot of her upper lips—equally swollen, open and wet.

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mouth via Rachel Kramer Bussel and Best Women’s Erotica!