This was mainly inspired by the Friday Flash "fortune teller" prompt with some Masturbation Monday thrown in.
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Warning: Contains dirty talk with name calling.
In the Future…
By Ria Restrepo
Copyright ©2019. All rights reserved.
In the future, I see you here.
A picture followed the text. It showed the carpeted floor, his bare and spread legs framing the negative space. My rapt attention was captured by his hard cock, which proudly took centerstage.
This was the way we began—with dirty messages about forbidden desires. Like everything about my life, ours was a long and complicated story—a winding road through dark divides to golden peaks. Despite the occasional pothole, it was a glorious journey.
Luckily, I only had to walk down the hallway to make his vision a reality now.
I found him in his office, sprawled out in his desk chair, facing the door. His cock was in his hand as he leisurely stroked it. On the computer screen behind him, I could see a porn clip of the naughty schoolgirl variety playing silently.
"Did you see me clothed or naked?"
The corner of his mouth curved up. "Naked, of course."
I grinned back. "Silly me."
Taking my time, I stripped off my clothes, my white lace bra the last item to hit the floor.
I sauntered over to him, then knelt between his legs.
When I leaned forward to take him in my mouth, he pulled his cock away and shook his head. "Stay there and spread your knees wide apart."
I obeyed, showing him that my shaved pussy was already wet—like we both knew it would be.
"Such a filthy little slut."
"Your filthy little slut."
Knowing what he meant, I slid my fingers between my slick cunt lips and teased my clit. The sweet sensations washed over me, making it hard to keep my eyes open and meet his burning gaze.
"Spread your cunt cream on your nipples."
After I got my fingers coated, I painted one taut nipple, then the other.
I groaned as the pleasure-pain made my needy cunt ache even more.
He gripped his cock tighter, milking his shaft from base to tip, a stream of glistening pre-come running over the head.
I licked my lips, craving the taste of him.
"Which do you want more? My cock or my come?"
It was an impossible question. "Your cock, then your come."
"Nice try." Smirking, his stood. "Guess I'll have to decide."
With a few fierce jerks, he shot his thick, abundant load all over my chest.
Moaning, I smeared his come into my skin, rubbing it on my body with hedonistic delight.
Panting, he said, "Now come for me, dirty girl."
My sticky fingers quickly went to work, fucking my cunt hard and fast. Every time I slid them deep inside me, my thumb circled my clit, increasing my pleasure exponentially. An intense orgasm ripped through me as he looked down at me with satisfaction.
When I could talk, I asked, "Any other prognostications?"
"In the future, I see you wearing my come for the rest of the day."
The future looked bright indeed…and it was only the beginning.