Saturday, March 1, 2008

Lavatory Slut the Next Day

The suggestion must have been planted deeply. It wasn’t like yesterday when the pussy heat started on low and rose though out the day. It happened sometime around noon and it was immediate burn that seemed like it came out of nowhere. Mmmmmm the feelings he gives me for his pleasure bring to my mind how he speaks to me. “My cunt, my slut, my good girl” he says, “you love to please me, don’t you?”.

The erotic feelings are involuntary. He knows and i know that he can control my body just that easily. i wait. The wait produces anticipation and the anticipation sends juices running and nipples hardening in waves.

My red handbag is under my desk just to the right of my legs. i see it every time i push my chair back to leave my desk and i know that there is a small vibe tucked into the side pocket. i also know that i am to use that vibe to bring myself to orgasm before i leave the office today. He said it mattered not to him whether i came in the small lavatory within the office or in the public ladies room on our floor of the office building, but that i release for him today in that way.

i suspect that most women have a favorite toy that they use regularly to bring themselves off. i know that some use only fingers. i’ve been trained (not intentionally but out of practice) to come only with a simple vibe that i’ve had for several years. Unless that vibe is on my clit, though, the orgasms don’t want to come.

The little vibe in the side pocket of the red bag is not my best cum toy that always gets me off vibe. i’ve never been able to orgasm using that little vibe but this time it will have to work. Primary reason being he says it will work thereby making the other reasons not matter.

Those feelings of needing to touch myself become more persistent as the afternoon progresses. The cunt juices gush into my panties as i realize that by his suggestion i am becoming nearly uncontrollably aroused in this public workplace. Nobody is around me now so i reach down into the neck of my top and squeeze my right nipple. i am feeling myself up in my office?? What am i doing? All i can think about is the need to find the time to release.

As i take care of job business, the little side conversations going on in my head discuss the pros and cons of vibing and coming and timing and location. i shake my head to clear away the desires, breathe deeply and concentrate on the work at hand. i can wait, i can wait, i tell myself. No i can’t.

Into the lavatory, drop pants, spread my legs as wide as they go for him i fuck myself. Two fingers in and out, pumping, pumping, slowly. So exquisite. Pull up my top and bra to expose the big hard nipples and to play while i fuck and stroke. The scent is heaven and the taste of me is even better. Just edging now, sweet cunt. Don’t cum. You're preparing yourself for him and you will cum with the little vibe so wait.

i’ve created a little lust-space to live in. Wonder if anyone will notice? How many more minutes until 5:00?

There is rarely a day when i rush out the door at 5. Today i rushed out the door at 5. Grabbing coat, saying good byes i am off down the hall. Push open the door to the ladies.... nobody here but me, good. Hang up the coat. Unzip handbag and get the vibe and hold it in my mouth as i drop my pants. Sit on the seat and lean back into the corner of the stall. How wet am i? That clit is big and hard girl, now come. Just let it come to you, it’ll come. i hear the elevator doors opening. Wonder if someone will come in here? Don’t care. Just come, come. Oh gawd here it comes. Waves and waves and waves.

4 comments:

slave bootsie said...

hi crystalline,
Sounds like some much needed fun. i loved where you said you created a little lust space, that is so perfect!

i would have dried right up when i heard or thought someone might be walking in at any moment, how exciting!

Oh and thank you for the visit to my blog.

Have a beautiful day/evening.

s bootsie

David said...

Hello cyrs, good to see you back in play!

I assume this is not the hopeful chance man?

David

crystalline said...

slave bootsie and David,

Thank you for reading and for your comments :).

This was much needed and much, much enjoyed! It's not at all like me to be so bold but funny how the internal need to bring this to completion became a drive and then that drive just overruled any self thought against. It was fantasy gone wonderfully wild and made true.

i was not asked to carry out this specific task but i was brought to this place of need by a series of suggestions during a series of conversations. Combine that with a huge need to please a dominant man that is not the hopeful chance man and voila!

crystalline said...

Actually i WAS tasked! It is true that i was expected to bring myself to orgasm in the women's room before i left work that day. That's a task, isn't it? And i did. There was no doubt in my mind that i would for him. I didn't have a choice.

Now the rest of it.... the way he prepared my mind to prepare pussy to control mind to complete the task was over the course of conversations i am certain he designed as a way to make it impossible for me to resist. Interesting, isn't it. The submissive mindset.