Impure Thoughts and Acts
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2022 by Mat Twassel
Erotica Sex Story: Celine has her way with herself. Illustrated.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Masturbation Illustrated .
Celine sitting on the floor, naked, leg apart, knees up, exposed. Grinning at me.
“Do you think my pussy is pure poetry?” she asks.
I wait a beat before answering. “Very much so.”
This answer pleases her, for her smile widens, and then it dips, toward her groin, her exposure, her open cunt.
“Not impure poetry?” she asks.
I’m not sure how to answer this. Partly it’s because Celine is looking at me now, an intent, intense look, and while she’s looking, her fingers are inside her cunt, making small circular motions. A sigh, of pleasure, no doubt, escapes her lips. And then another. And her fingers slide from her sex. Between her fingers, a skein of slipperiness shows, stretches. Celine smiles again. “What about my cum juice? Is it pure poetry too?”
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