#gentlelcve

[nghtdsires]

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Ellie had spotted her right away. How could she forget Beatrice, one of her first intense crushes. Of course there had been no way that Beatrice would have seen her that way at the time. The younger sibling of a friend who was some teenager she helped look out for. But now Ellie was a woman. Sure she didn't really do much more than attend events like the one they were at that evening, mingling and helping make connects for her father. But she was someone who Beatrice could take seriously now. Ellie was used to getting what she wanted and currently that was Beatrice. It didn't matter that the older blonde was on the arm of some painfully dull man. Some politician or businessman, Ellie hadn't bothered to remember when he introduced himself, focused instead on his date. It took a couple glasses of champagne before Ellie was finally able to truly have her moment with Beatrice, both of them in the bathroom.

"God I'm sorry your date would put anyone to sleep. He's only getting attention because of you. I mean you look incredible tonight," Ellie said stepping into Beatrice's space and giving her a once over. "Not that I'm surprised. You always did look amazing." She touched at the other woman's arm and smiled softly. "Hey. It's been a while." Ellie wasn't about to bring up everything about their past while they mingled with everyone else, but for the moment they were alone and she hoped to take advantage of that.

[packdesire]

@gentlelcve : plotted filth

she's never been more relieved to be home. a long, frustrating day was only made worse by a persistently growing ache - something that started red hot between her legs and spread like fire throughout her body - had her fantasizing about how great a nice, warm bath, a bottle of wine, and several orgasms by her own doing to take the edge off would be. that relief she feels is short-lived as she unlocks the door to her apartment and steps into the dark of the living room, and as she fumbles with getting her keys out of the lock in the dark - a mumbled 'shit' when they get stuck - it occurs to her that there's an unfamiliar scent that lingers.

brows furrow as beck closes the door behind her, trying to place where she's picked up that scent before. she can't immediately make the connection. ' hello? ' she calls out, slowly at first, taking one step and then another before she peeks around the corner to be greeted with another person - or creature - staring at her, their bright eyes piercing in the dark. ' jesus - what the fuck?! '

[lustbitten]

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Letting them into his home, he took one long look at them and knew what was going on. They'd had a habit of calling him to help with anything they needed help with and he didn't mind helping. At least it gave him something to do aside from work. "Now, you do realize it's 3 am, right?" He asked, as he sat back down on his couch, grabbing the beer he'd been nursing before they had knocked.

[nghtdsires]

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What had started as something Missy had thought would be a one time thing - Imogen opening her up to how good sex could feel, especially sex with another woman - had become something Missy now craved. Any time they saw one another it seemed like it was all she could think about. It was almost a relief when the time came for everyone to go to bed and go to their own tents. Then again Missy was aware that everyone else was going to sleep only a few feet away when she admitted to Imogen she couldn't stop thinking about the incredible sexual experience they'd had. "I've touched myself so much since then," Missy admitted, cheeks tinting bright red as she ducked her eyes away from Imogen trying to focus instead on getting comfortable on her sleeping pad. It wasn't the first time she'd made such an admission to Imogen. They had texted about as much several times in the evenings after, the other woman encouraging her to explore herself, and making mention she would enjoy watching.

"I could..." Missy swallowed hard aware that by virtue of proximity and her thoughts she was already starting to get wet. "I could show you now," she said barely above a whisper. "If you wanted me to." One leg bent upward and the other extended Missy rubbed herself gently through the thin pair of cotton shorts she wore, waiting for what Imogen would say.

[lustbitten]

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"hey ! this is my favorite part of the movie..." she groaned into their movements, her back arching as they played with her tits, getting her worked up. "can't you wait until the boring part ? i was trying to show this movie to you, remember ? "

[liittlefreaks]

@gentlelcve

"look, i see the vision, and i get what you're trying to do here, but this is just not the layout i was looking for. jesus christ, i thought you were good at this." she rolled her eyes as she shoved the ipad away from her, getting up to walk over to the whiteboard she had set up and she sighed, then turning back around. "like, the review is great, i know i rocked that but i need it to look cohesive with the magazine, you know."

[coconvtfm]

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federica had sky-high standards for herself. it wasn't often you found a spouse who not only wanted to work themself to the bone for the large family she wanted but who was also so very understanding and sweet. she felt so guilty for not being there for her, because she loved helping her wife relax in the evenings after the kids went to bed. she loved cooking for her and spoiling her, but for weeks she'd barely even stayed awake past eight pm. this was the first time in her life she wasn't done with her housework by the time her wife came home. that she wasn't dressed nicely and shaved and looked good for her. that is what she liked to do. it's what made her feel good. she couldn't even remember where her razor was now. she felt she was letting her whole family down and she hoped that by scrubbing, she'd feel better. less of a failure. she heard her wife but it didn't really... reach her. not until she was touched and her wife gently moved her hands away from her cleaning. "please, i need to get this done. i won't have time tomorrow." she said, but her words came out weak and wobbly and she certainly didn't fight back. she gave into the touch, leaned back and didn't even notice she was now softly crying. she was so tired, and she felt so terribly. "i don't want you to help." she cried. "i want to take care of you. i want to do what i promised i'd do - take care of you. it's what i love to do." she explained and sighed. "i just feel so guilty. and i miss you because i am so tired in the evenings. and i really, really look a mess. feel like a mess. i just... i am letting everyone down." she sobbed.

[wditdsmutblog]

@gentlelcve

"Since it's just the two of us I think you know that the connected room is to make sure you can complete your other responsibilities in a timely manner," Evie explained as she finished drying her hair before walking through the open doorway into the other woman's room. Calculating eyes moved over every surface in the room before she came to stand at the glass to admire the view. This was as much of a vacation as work to her she planned on overindulging in every way possible. That included new ways and locations to break in her assistance.

"Since we've been traveling all day I haven't been properly taken care of since yesterday. I want you to strip for me and lean against the glass. Don't worry is thripple paned this high up." She said as she turned and undid the clasp on her skirt. Hands going to wrap around her girthy length before beginning to stroke herself. "Don't keep me waiting I won't accept jet lag as an excuse. Plus we have a meeting and I won't stop just because of that. I don't care if they end up hearing you."