Excerpt of my newest short story, "Inside"

INSIDE
By
Dylynn DeSaint

I grind my hips back and forth, guiding her closer and closer to that euphoric state of consciousness that I can only describe as heaven. Slowly....god, ever so fucking slowly, her hand inches deeper and deeper inside of me. I clench my eyes shut and hear myself moan yet no one hears me. Opening them, I catch the smoldering charcoal eyes of a leather top daddy amidst the shadows, past the gyrating bodies and pulsating strobe lights. She doesn't look away but keeps a steady eye on us. The lust on her face intensifies both the pleasure and pain strumming through my body, making me hotter and wetter.

My fingernails scrape at the wall that I'm braced against as I attempt to clutch at anything to keep standing.

"Keep going!" I hiss through my teeth at my lover while maintaining the gaze of those steely black eyes that refuse to turn away.

Being watched by others while getting fucked in public places never fails to make me come deliciously hard and I am teetering near the brink.

My cunt is stretched to the limit and glistening wetness pours out of me and down my lover's wrist as she finally slips her fist completely inside. Arching my back, I spread my legs further and open up to both her and the world.

Giving freely and lovingly; I use my body as a wanton and sensual offering to both my lover and the leather voyeur lurking nearby while silently proclaiming possession of their souls. Captive mentally and physically, their sensual release will be realized only when my own pleasure is fulfilled. I revel in the ability to subjugate them both to my will. Being an aggressive and femme top, I derive immense gratification and even amusement by occasionally posing as a submissive and mindfucking a proud top.

Amongst the anonymous throngs of women, my head and body reel with exhilarating and dangerous pleasure. In my delirium, I fail to notice that my stalker is making her way toward us until she is standing right behind my lover who is kneeling in front of me.

Suddenly and without warning, she roughly grasps my face with her hand and kisses me ferociously, forcing her tongue into my mouth.

Copyright April 4, 2009 Dylynn DeSaint

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