Optional Main Female Character Scenarios 🔞

touch | 🔞

When she touches you, your body comes alive with a burning hot desire. Every time her fingers brush your skin, electricity surges through each limb to make you anticipate the moment she goes further. As you lay on the bed together on a lazy afternoon, her wandering hands always lead to more. With her fingertips ghosting over your mound, it's only a second before she dips her hand between your parting thighs.

A gasp fills the room and it makes her giggle. She is fully aware of what she does to you, what she does to your body. Goosebumps flood your skin as she teases your folds, running her fingers down your slit only to draw them back up toward your clit. Your eyes flutter closed before you're grinning, and then you bite your lip as she circles the swollen, aching and ready nub with gentle caresses.

She can't help but to touch herself when she feels the softness of your skin. Her own hand lowers down her stomach before she's sinking her fingers between her thighs. A quiet whimper falls from her lips, causing you to open your eyes to turn and look at her. Your sights fall to the hand working between her legs first, before your attention is drawn back to the one touching you.

She quickens her pace on the both of you. The motions earn another gasp from your lips and you can't help it when your hand falls to cover her fingers working diligently. Slick arousal spills from your entrance as you begin moving your hips in time with her. She can't stop the moans spilling from within, either. You notice her sink her hand lower to dip her fingers into her soaked pussy, the sight making your body flushed with desire.

She does the same to you, lowering the digits to the arousal dripping out before pulling them back to your clit, continuing to circle the swollen bud to have you whimpering her name.

"So wet, baby," she whispers with a grin to send a wave of heat rushing through your body.

"Feels so good," you can't help but to moan in return, digging your nails into her skin as she plays between your thighs. The tension begins to build. The warmth bubbles from between your legs thanks to her. Every touch is electric, pleasure filling your body until you can take no more.

Suddenly, you're gripping her wrist as the waves of bliss roll through every inch of your body. You hold her tight as you ride out the pleasure thanks to her fingers, coming undone with a gasp and a moan of her name.

And after you begin coming undone, she continues her teasing. Her fingers drop to your entrance, gathering up your juices after the pleasure before returning to your clit, brushing over the far too sensitive nub until you're gasping and pushing her away.

But now that you're taken care of, you turn your attention to her. Climbing to your knees, you gently push her hand out of the way to pin to her side as she giggles. With a devious glint in your eye, your hand dives between her thighs, picking up where she left off. You feel the slickness of her arousal between her folds, toying with her slit for a moment before finding her clit.

"Make me come," she whimpers desperately, sending another wave of heat through your body, but this time it's with the desire to give her pleasure, make her feel good, and get her off.

"You're so wet, baby," you taunt her with her own previous words, a smirk on your face to make her bite her lip. Even more so when your hand lowers to pump your fingers inside of her dripping heat, only a few times, curling them against her walls to make her back arch from the bed and her toes curl. Then you pull away to align the digits with your mouth, pushing them inside to suck her juices right off your skin, tasting her sweetness right from the source.

"Fuck," she gasps in surprise, and you're pleased enough with yourself so you return the attention to her clit once again. Steady motions of pleasurable circles are drawn against her flesh. Her breaths grow heavy as her eyes snap shut. You feel the tension in her body and know she's growing close.

"Come for me, baby," you whisper the encouragement, feeling her hips roll and her thighs quiver with the need for release.

It doesn't take much longer for her to spill over the edge. The pleasure rushes through her as she gasps and tightens her thighs around your hand. A few whimpers of your name fall from her lips. The moment takes hold as she squirms and moans and gasps and trembles.

Then she begins coming down from the high. Her body is spent. Her breaths remain heavy. You lean in to place a few kisses against her temple to soothe her to relaxation, and the worn out grin on her lips tells you just how much she loves it.