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Masturbation Monday No. 195 – Velvet

I am still on hiatus, but Masturbation Monday is not! Next week, a brand new installation. This week, please revisit Sabrina and Carole in Paris with me!

Paris had been calling Sabrina in her dreams, so she went there. With her friend Carole. She never told Carole about all the changes that she made with her persona. Carole just accepted her as her friend…period…

Since Carole was in Paris, she could not resist going since it had plagued her dreams.

And so her dreams came to life like a statue, and her dreams without Harry was something that she was not ready for.

She and Carole had fooled around a lot, if it was for some guy or whatever. They did it a lot. After Carole picked her up from the airport, they went to the sexy hotel where Carole was staying and attacked the decadent mini bar…it was not a surprise that she and Carole ended up kissing. Neither one of them was really drunk, just buzzed and there was magenta velvet everywhere.

“You taste like velvet,” Carole whispered, as she delicately licked the shell of Sabrina’s ear.

Sabrina remembered Carole licking her somewhere else, and before she could move, Carole had removed both of their plush magenta robes. She kissed Sabrina’s neck, and between her breasts, dipped her tongue in her navel and then kissed between her legs.

It felt so good, Sabrina squirmed and Carole’s tongue followed her wherever she went. Brushing her hair out of her face, Sabrina lifted Carole’s chin up to her.

“I want to taste you,” Sabrina said.

“But I am not done feasting on your pretty pussy yet!”

So that meant one thing.

Sabrina felt herself get even more slippery when she saw the two of them in the mirror doing sixty-nine. She liked to see herself have sex and watching Carole munch on her the way that she did, and watching herself with her eyes lowered in lust licking Carole…the visual was making her come as much as the sensation. As well as the scent of the room, redolent with the scent of their wetness.

“You know,” Carole grinned. “You are fucking me like you are on camera…”

Sabrina smiled, looking like a Cheshire cat.

“Am I? I never know with you!”

“Well no, but there is a man looking at us on the other side of the mirror. A friend of mine, and he told me he could not imagine me with a woman and I told him there is a woman, one woman who gets me hot as fuck. That’s you.”

Sabrina laughed.

“You are mean, let him in! Being on the other side of the mirror?”

“Are you sure?” Carole was wide-eyed.

Sabrina playfully licked Carole like cream.

“Oh yes, let him in…”

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Wicked Wednesday #312 — Elegance in Masturbation Fodder (Flashback)

I am on hiatus this week, but I always do Wicked Wednesday! Here is one of my favorites. And for more Wicked Wednesday, click here!

Eliza rubbed the piece of raw marinated steak between her hands. Rubbing the steak was like masturbating. The constant rubbing shook her breasts, her nipples jumped against the silk of her slip, which made her so tight between her legs she would have stopped to touch herself if she had not been touching raw meat.

Everything was masturbation fodder for her these days. Everything made her want to rub herself.

She had recovered from the car accident, but had not recovered her sex life. Cooking made her happy, she did a lot of things now to make to make herself happy.

She was living with Rafe again, and they were devoted to each other as they had been before, but they had not made love. Their mutual dabbling outside their relationship was something they had to consider. Neither of them was happy about what had happened, but they had planned to make a life together and that was not something they planned on breaking.

She felt like she had felt when she was in Shanghai, and her lust for Oscar had driven her barefoot in a cab to his hotel to get to him.

Oscar.

Her thoughts drifted to thoughts of Oscar which made her cry as if she had been chopping onions. She rubbed the steak again, the spices spread over her palms, wrists and inside her fingernails. It was the spices there that touched the tips of her fingers that made her entire body tingle. She quickly washed her hands which were remained redolent of sage, that wafted up her nose when she grabbed her breast and rubbed her nipple with her index finger. Her hand slid down over and under her slip, and she was just about to ease the tightness between her legs…

“What are you doing?”

Eliza dropped her hand to her thigh, turning back to Rafe sheepishly.

When she turned away from him, she felt him move behind her. He had not been that close to her in such a long time, his finger on her was like striking a match against its box.

His hand was on her breast, but it did not smell of sage. He smelled of sandalwood and bergamot. She leaned against him, unsure if it was of her own volition or simply for the depth of her lust. Her hand was on the top of her thigh, his hand covered hers.

“I missed you…”

He put his hand about her neck, and she gasped even though he was nowhere near choking her. She tilted her head so that he could kiss her neck.

“I missed you,” she admitted shyly as if she felt she was being unfaithful, when she was with the man she was engaged to.

Rafe kissed her neck, cheek, temple and just the very corner of her mouth, his hand still on her breast. Her slip fell down about her ankles, and she did not step out of it but spread her legs as far as it would allow her. She leaned into him even more, she wanted it from behind. There was no intimacy lacking even though they were not facing each other. The sound of his zipper made her so tight, she closed her eyes trying to bare it.

He put his hands on her shoulders after he kissed both of them, and entered her. His style was always animal, he made her feel like he was marking her. This time especially he was, he really was. His thrusts pressed her against the sink and she gripped the steak in response, tenderizing it with her fists.

Then Rafe was tender, kissing every inch of her body. Eliza quivered with the sensation of his lips, wishing she was a writer because she was sure there was a clever metaphor here. Rafe inside her while she fondled a steak.

Steak would now be legitimate masturbation fodder for her…

Masturbation Monday #194 — Sabrina (Nichy) & Carole Flashback

Please enjoy this flashback with me (my MM No. 135)–which is even more magnificent with recent story development between Sabrina (Nichy) and Carole!

Nichy coaxed Carole’s breast out of the cup of her bra, biting her tongue as she flicked her friend’s nipple back and forth.”You know, Drew would have liked to have watched us…” Nichy said, kissing first and then biting Carole’s neck.

“On the airplane?” Carole panted, as she parted her legs and Nichy knew what she wanted. She wanted her to touch her pussy, as she had asked before.

It was dark on the plane, and Nichy stopped touching Carole’s breast and Carole audibly gasped. Nichy smiled, as she watched Carole slip her hand under her blouse and played with her own breast.

“Cover yourself with your blanket,” Nichy suggested in a whisper to her friend.

Carole looked at her with wide eyes, but then Nichy saw when Carole caught her drift.

The airplane was not crowded, and they were the only people in their row. The stewardess had just walked by, and they were both covered in their blankets.

As soon as she was a couple of rows up, Nichy watched Carole unsnap her bra from the back.

But now, instead of her breasts, Nichy slipped her hand under the blanket and touched Carole’s wet pussy. She kissed Carole’s neck as she circled her clit, and was startled when she felt Carole come so quickly.

“You came!” she whispered, as Carole continued to play with her own breasts.

“Yeah, you made me come.”

Nichy dried her finger from Carole’s come in her soft pubic hair, and then covered herself in her blanket again. Carole kissed her neck, and that was a turn on. She closed her eyes, as Carole undid her bra and her breasts were loose and under Carole’s touch.

Carole never touched her pussy, but Nichy came all the same because her breasts were super sensitive.

She knew that Drew would enjoy her texting him about it. Then she reached for her phone excitedly, and took a selfie of Carole kissing her neck, and dropped her blanket to reveal Carole playing with her breasts.

“Seatbelts–” the stewardess started, before Carole and Nichy turned to her both bare-breasted and she walked away…

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Masturbation Monday #194 — Sabrina (Nichy) & Carole Flashback

Please enjoy this flashback with me (my MM No. 135)–which is even more magnificent with recent story development between Sabrina (Nichy) and Carole!

Nichy coaxed Carole’s breast out of the cup of her bra, biting her tongue as she flicked her friend’s nipple back and forth.”You know, Drew would have liked to have watched us…” Nichy said, kissing first and then biting Carole’s neck.

“On the airplane?” Carole panted, as she parted her legs and Nichy knew what she wanted. She wanted her to touch her pussy, as she had asked before.

It was dark on the plane, and Nichy stopped touching Carole’s breast and Carole audibly gasped. Nichy smiled, as she watched Carole slip her hand under her blouse and played with her own breast.

“Cover yourself with your blanket,” Nichy suggested in a whisper to her friend.

Carole looked at her with wide eyes, but then Nichy saw when Carole caught her drift.

The airplane was not crowded, and they were the only people in their row. The stewardess had just walked by, and they were both covered in their blankets.

As soon as she was a couple of rows up, Nichy watched Carole unsnap her bra from the back.

But now, instead of her breasts, Nichy slipped her hand under the blanket and touched Carole’s wet pussy. She kissed Carole’s neck as she circled her clit, and was startled when she felt Carole come so quickly.

“You came!” she whispered, as Carole continued to play with her own breasts.

“Yeah, you made me come.”

Nichy dried her finger from Carole’s come in her soft pubic hair, and then covered herself in her blanket again. Carole kissed her neck, and that was a turn on. She closed her eyes, as Carole undid her bra and her breasts were loose and under Carole’s touch.

Carole never touched her pussy, but Nichy came all the same because her breasts were super sensitive.

She knew that Drew would enjoy her texting him about it. Then she reached for her phone excitedly, and took a selfie of Carole kissing her neck, and dropped her blanket to reveal Carole playing with her breasts.

“Seatbelts–” the stewardess started, before Carole and Nichy turned to her both bare-breasted and she walked away…

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Wicked Wednesday #311 — Continue

Eliza lifted soft eyes up to Adrien, before she continued giving him a blow job. She was sucking dick like it was her only aptitude. He ran his hand through her hair, while she continued as if professionally. She loved giving head, from the positioning of her body between his legs, to the look on the face of the man she was giving it to.

The look on Adrien’s face…

Adrien caressed her hair and face, and looked like he was entering another world—a parallel world where pleasure ruled as she continued her mission. She savored the texture, and the taste of his penis in her mouth. He tasted different than the other men that she was with. He tasted like mmmmm…Adrien, and she loved it. She loved resting her head on his inner thigh, looking up at him before she continued to lick and suck and kiss him.

She loved every bit of it.

Adrien pulled her up by her hair lightly.

He would not let her continue to pleasure him. He pulled her up until they were lip to lip. He licked her lips, and she thought to herself, that he could taste himself on her lips. On the tip of her tongue.

He could taste himself on her.

Eliza closed her eyes–she was all sensation. She could have exploded from the pleasure of him tasting her lips, like she had tasted him. Like they were casual diners, savoring the flavor of each other.

She would miss him when he was gone, and she did not even know when he was coming back if ever.

“When are you going back to Paris,” she questioned languidly later on, tired but her mind racing.

Adrien shifted her to look into his eyes that were lit by the moon.

“In the not too distant future, I have to settle things before I come to New York to live.”

Eliza bolted up, Adrien pulled her close. His face was bemused, and she was not sure what her face was like…

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Masturbation Monday No.193 — Revelation

Sabrina looked up into the mirror overhead, and got more and more aroused watching Carole eat her out. Carole held her legs apart, and kissed her inner thighs reverently–she kissed all of her below the waist reverently and licked her equally as reverently. Carole held her backside to brace herself, and get more leverage to assault Sabrina passionately.

Sabrina could not stop staring at the reflection above her, and only closed her eyes when she came so hard she thought that she would pass out. When she opened her eyes again, Carole looked just as reverent between her legs.

Kissed her inner thigh.

Sabrina could taste herself and the sweetness of Carole’s mouth on her lips. It was intoxicating.

When she thought they were going to part from each other, Carole held her closer and would not let go of her. Sabrina did not pull away, she continued to want to be there for her friend. Carole held her fiercely, like she was holding on for dear life.

She held her like Renee had held her, and Sabrina wriggled within her friend’s embrace.

But even if they were not touching, she could look and see what Carole was feeling.

Carole caressed her cheek, and looked in her eyes.

“You know Gui left because of you.” Carole started.

“Me?”

Carole laughed, and kissed Sabrina softly.

“He knew I was coming to New York all of the time, and asking you to come visit because I was in love with you. He knew it before I did.”

Carole pulled Sabrina closer, and kissed her mouth and her throat.

“He was right, I have always been in love with you…”

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Wicked Wednesday #310 — Curtains

Eliza felt her cheeks heat when she saw drops of come on the curtains, backlit by the sun.

She woke up slowly, her body was deliciously sore. Her lips felt sensitive when she licked them, because she had blown Adrien like it was her profession, and he had wanted to finish in her while she was by the curtains. The city was still awake as always even that early in the morning, but not as awake when they fucked fast and furious by the window. The thought of the cool glass on her nipples made her want sex again, and she was not even sure her body could manage it.

But she would manage it, if Adrien would oblige her.

Adrien’s body was ready for it at least, she could feel him hard against her even though he was asleep.

She must have fallen back asleep, because Adrien was awake and caressing her breasts, and it was brighter outside than before. With wide open eyes, she moved her hands along the hair on his body. Starting with the sexy stubble on his face, she moved her hand over his chest, stomach and lower…

“You are insatiable!” He exclaimed, his voice hoarse and his French accent heavy.

Eliza smiled.

Sex was nice with him—it always had been. But it was also distracting her from what had happened the night before. The accident, even though it was not terrorism…it still could have been curtains for her, if she had not been tucked into that nook of the sidewalk making out with Adrien. They had practically fucked in that nook–the accident had stopped them. She had been so sponetaneous with him, her sponetaneity with him was what she maybe loved most about them.

And Adrien was transient in her life, unlike the other men in her life. He was like a dream, all the things between them made sense in their bubble if nowhere else.

She tugged between his legs to show him just how insatiable she was.

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Masturbation Monday No. 192 — Birth

“Are you okay?”

Sabrina wrapped her arm about Carole’s shoulder.

Carole heaved slowly, but nodded.

“I am okay, Gui left me here and I have the room for the rest of the week. He left me some money, but he is on a flight back to Paris…”

“So you are not together anymore?”

Carole shook her head. Her curly long hair bobbed, as she looked at Sabrina.

“No.”

Sabrina held her friend, and remembered both of them talking about how much they loved Gui and Harry respectively. And how awful she would feel if she was not with Harry anymore.

She almost wanted to tell Harry about everything, about how many times she had reinvented herself. About how she sometimes wanted to reinvent herself, and how she had regressed with Renee.

“What are you thinking about?” Carole asked her soberly, and Sabrina shrugged. “You always look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders.”

“Nothing,” Sabrina reiterated verbally.

“Really?” Carole said, leaning close to her.

Sabrina nodded, as Carole leaned closer and started to smooth her hair about her temples.

This was Carole’s usual breakup routine. Quietly she lamented the man she broke up with, while getting pleasure from Sabrina. She somehow always managed to get to Sabrina, so she could lean in close and have her friend comfort her.

Carole pulled her own dress over her head, and pressed her naked body to Sabrina’s. Sabrina put her arms about her, and Carole kissed her neck knowing that was how to get her going. They kissed, and even though Sabrina was preoccupied she wanted to comfort her friend. Carole kissed her, and slipped her hand under her dress. Sabrina moaned softly–Carole knew all of her hot spots so it was hard for her to resist.

“You are going to be okay sweetie, I promise…” Sabrina said, as Carole pulled her dress over her head and kissed her hard nipples through her bra. Carole undressed both of them hastily, before she kissed Sabrina in earnest.

“This is the part I like about breaking up.” Carole whispered, and kissed Sabrina’s neck and bare nipples. She kissed Sabrina’s stomach, and Sabrina pushed her head down further.

Carole gave her head like no one else, she knew her like no one else too. She knew her as Nusch, Nichy and Sabrina…

…and before.

When she gave her head, she gave head to every part of her. Carole had witnessed the birth of every part of her…

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Wicked Wednesday #309 — Conviction

Eliza had her head on Adrien’s shoulder, she could not resist looking at the television to see if the accident was covered on the news.

It was.

She had had little conviction that it was a terrorist act, but she needed to know. It was equally despicable that it was revealed that the driver had a ridiculously high blood alcohol level, and that in itself was a type of terrorism to her.

“Do you feel better?” Adrien said, pulling her close to him.

She buried her face in his chest, and that was when the tears came. All of her fear and anxiety from the accident poured from her.

And her gratitude.

Adrien had been very responsive to her body, she had needed him to calm her and he had had had no issue with that. He had always been there for her when she was stressed out, and it made him seem like a type of angel to her now that he was always there in her time of need.

She looked at him for a long time, and he looked at her in turn. Eliza studied his eyes, looking at the change in color within and as the light hit them. They darkened, and she knew it was time to stop just looking at him.

He was on top of her in an instant, and that was what she wanted. The weight of him felt sexy and comforting. He was infinitely gentle, wiping and kissing her tears. She smiled, as he kissed her mouth. She wrapped all of her limbs about him, and they were literally one even before he was actually inside of her.

The news was a weird backdrop for their lovemaking, but when they reported they found the driver of the car of the accident…Eliza incidentally came so hard that everything was released from her. She felt free and light of heart.

Her limbs still wrapped about Adrian even after, and he supported every one of them.

“I was scared too, but I wanted to take care of you,” he confessed.

She kissed his cheek–it was her turn to take care of him now.

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Masturbation Monday #191 — Selfie

“Did you find your earrings?” Harry had asked Sabrina when she returned from the hotel where she had searched for them. She had told him that she had lost the earrings, even though she could still see them where she left them in Renee’s room…

Sabrina went back to the hotel, and with what had happened there previously for her, she was practically soaking wet on arrival.

She used the room key that Renee had given her–the manager had stopped her as she was leaving to give it to her the last time. It was late in the evening, and she was not even sure if Renee would be there or not.

She was not.

Sabrina did not mind, even though she hoped that Renee would be there eventually. She pulled off her dress, and got into the bed. The sheets at the hotel felt like cotton sex, and Sabrina spread her legs open and pleasured herself. There was no guarantee that there was going to be any other pleasure in that room for her after all.

The bathroom door opened, and Sabrina laughed as she came. She had not even thought to look in there for her friend. Renee gasped, and Sabrina shot up to cover her mouth. Renee licked Sabrina’s come off of her hand, and got into the bed with her.

Sabrina did not want to talk, she just wanted to be caught up in her alternate reality. She wanted to kiss Renee, and suck on her lower lip like the fruit that it was.

Renee was okay with the silence.

The language of their bodies pressed together was enough, it conveyed enough between them. Renee’s lips lingered by her ear, and she did not say anything—but Sabrina understood. Her fingers on Renee’s hard nipple, Sabrina communicated with the hardness of her nipple juxtaposed to the wetness between both of their legs.

Wetness like a river, the scent of their sex was like a perfume that she wanted to spread all over her body. She dipped finger between Renee’s legs, and spread her come between her own breasts. There was a mirror above Renee’s bed, and Sabrina grabbed her phone. Her arm was over her face, as she snapped a picture.

Because she did not want to forget…She might not come back here again…

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