I wish her was the mother of my children, and then I get home from work tired because I work a lot to give the good and the best to her and because of that she receives me with a lot of love and a very warm hug and says "love are you hungry I made your favorite food" and then we and our daughter have dinner together
NSFW, fingering, biting, marking. I have no idea what this is. English is not my language.
NOT SUITABLE FOR MINORS
N/A I'm sorry, this sucked.
It had become a part of your days to get lost in fantastical thoughts about Lília. The fortune-teller witch could awaken in you a need for touch that you had never known before, or so you thought.You always felt embarrassed when Lília was explaining something simple. You'd have to ask her to repeat herself because you'd completely lose focus, staring at her red lips moving, imagining what it would be like to have them on your neck, leaving marks and whispering dirty words against your ear.
It was even harder during tarot lessons, with her skillful, ring-laden hands separating and organizing the cards. You'd end up pressing your thighs together without even realizing it, after imagining Lília's hand lightly squeezing your neck while the other expertly fucked you, her name escaping your mouth repeatedly like a fervent prayer.
Then came the day you were caught. Of course, Lília had suspected you all along. You were always staring too much when you thought she wasn't looking, stuttering for no reason, always getting lost in thought when she was too close. And of course, she enjoyed it. Her new hobby was watching you almost drool when she wore one of her low-cut dresses, blushing when she bent slightly to pick up a card that was far away on the table.
To try and control your nerves, which felt more like a pubescent teenager's, you decided to have some tea, one that Lília had recommended for its calming properties. However, it was almost an impossible mission to make the tea while Lília was around. You almost burned yourself when, suddenly, her chest touched your back because she apparently needed to grab a jar from the cabinet that was just above your head. One hand on your waist for support and her warm body pressed perfectly against yours made you choke audibly.
"Are you alright, dear? You seem a little...nervous," Lília whispered against your ear, almost a purr followed by a light, mocking chuckle at your dazed state. "Yes, I'm fine...I just let a little hot water spill." Your reply made Lília hum softly. You could feel the tip of her nose travel carelessly against your skin, the light movement making your body shiver, and it only gets worse when her hand subtly squeezes your waist, reminding you that she's still there, keeping you close. "You should be more careful when handling hot things, you might end up getting burned, baby."
Lília, I—" Before you could finish your sentence, Lília turned you around, making you face her, her body pressing you against the counter. "You must think you're very clever, don't you? You think I haven't noticed those eyes of yours on me all the time, staring at me like I'm a piece of meat?" She brings her free hand to your chin, forcing you to look at her directly. "You're acting like a hormonal teenager." She brings her face close to your neck, her nose tracing your sensitive skin again until it reaches your ear. "I should do something about that, shouldn't I?”
You almost let out a gasp as Lília's hand, resting on your waist, wandered down your belly and reached your right breast, squeezing it. Your eyes fluttered closed, your mind hazy with the situation, but you wouldn't complain. "Be a good girl and look at me when I'm talking to you," Lília practically growled, a clear warning in her tone. You were curious about what she would do if you didn't obey, but afraid of what she might do, you followed her command. "A good little girl. Let's see how well you take orders.”
Her hand caught your wrist, pulling you with her towards the armchair. She sat down, leaving you standing in front of her, looking you up and down in silence, which made you nervous. "Come sit, dear." She patted her thighs lightly. You sat on her lap without hesitation, feeling your panties ruined by the wetness that only increased in your core.
Lilia held your waist, one hand slipping and squeezing the firmness of your ass. You almost closed your eyes, but you know she won't like the disobedience, even after telling you to keep them open. Even so, you closed them and, in response, got a hard slap on your thigh. Your eyes widened in surprise, the slap making your skin burn. "You're going to be disobedient now, huh?" Lilia's hand went to the back of your head, pulling a handful of hair. It hurts, but all that comes out of your mouth is a moan with her name. "I don't like disobedient girls, my love.”
"Please, Lil- Mrs. Calderu." You beg pathetically, just wanting her fingers ruining you. By now, Lilia's eyes are already dark, the malice present in them making your insides contract. "Please, what?" She whispers, her hand dangerously close to where you need it most. "Please, touch me."
That's the cue for Lilia to seal her lips against yours in an urgent kiss, her soft tongue pushing against your lips seeking entrance, which you don't hesitate to give, letting out a moan as soon as she enters your mouth, your saliva mixing with the voracity of the kiss. You choke when you feel Lilia's hand touch your center through the ruined fabric of your panties, her middle finger tracing circles around your clitoris, making you gasp against her mouth. When your lips separate in search of air, her mouth attacks your neck. You feel her sucking marks that will definitely bruise, but you won't care to try to hide. She bites your pulse point, making you whimper in pain and pleasure.
"I barely touched you, but you're already soaked. Is it all because of me, dear?" You nod in agreement, but that makes her press hard on your sensitive clitoris as she continues to circle. "Don't be rude now, use your words, love." Your eyes water and you whimper. "Yes, Mrs. Calder-" Lilia's skillful fingers push your panties aside, entering your dripping entrance without warning. You choke, your head falling against her shoulder, muffled moans escaping your parted lips as the two fingers begin to move in and out of your cunt.
"If I knew you would whimper like that for me, I would have done this a long time ago." You can feel her chest vibrate with a laugh. Her hand grabbed your waist, starting to move you slowly against her fingers. Her mouth returns to your neck, you lean back, pressing yourself harder against her hand, making the fingers go deeper into you. Her kisses go down to your chest, covered by the fabric of your shirt, which she doesn't hesitate to enter with her hand to grab your breast, her index finger rolling against your sensitive nipple.
Your limit is when her finger presses back against your sensitive clit, your walls contracting against her fingers. She knows you’re close, so close. “Come on, cum on my fingers…” Her whisper seems to be the little push you need to finally explode into orgasm, your juices dripping and running down her hand. She smiles, feeling the way your walls tighten around her and the look of total pleasure on your face, before your head falls back against her shoulder, breathing heavily and a thin layer of sweat glistening against your skin from the exertion.
Lília carefully removes her fingers from inside you, making you whimper at the loss of contact. “You did so good, love.” She kisses your shoulder, her hand caressing your back. “Rest now, but know that I’m not finished with you yet.”
Lília's fanfic already has a little over 1K words, should I post it and make part 2 or just post it when it's completely ready? Believe me, I'm as excited to post as I am to read it.🥹
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