As I sit here on break eating....my mind wanders.
I have several friends who have told me they don't wear panties. I alway said gross, they would tell me I am missing out. I never understood. Vanilla, wears underwear.
Master informed me today that his subs don't wear panties. So, off they went. As I placed my yoga pants over his beautifully naked pussy. I thought I could do this, then I took a step. Oh shit!
I froze, the sensation that she was getting from me WALKING was crazy. I made it to the car slowly.
I began my 20 min ride to work. Every bump was sending shock waves through my system. His pussy was screaming to be touched. With each slide up and down on the speed bumps about forced me to release. Master was very clear NO ORGASM!.
Oh my sweet master, you are cleaver. You knew!
How was I going to do this, I was going to have to muster every strength, just to focus on work, and not the ever growning want to be touched.
Master, allowed me to play with her but No orgasm. I sat ever so quietly allowing my hair to fall onto my sholders as I cuped his naked, exposed pussy, and began slowly caress his clit, moving my way down to her soft lips, with every touch every movement she quivered with excitement.
One finger, then another as my mind wonder at what master would do if he was here. Would he consume her with his tounge, or insert is cock into my pussy and allow to breath a sigh of release.
Stop Stop stop! No ORGASM I am a good girl.
My timer is going off I must return to work.......will I make it through?
One thing is very clear here, a prude no more. I may never wear panties anymore.
