Erotic Awakening

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The thing had entered Wednesday and Enid's room. Wednesday moaned in her pornographic dream. He wanted to relieve his mistress. Slowly, he slid down Wednesday's body, caressing her curves, drawing moans from her that echoed her dream. Slowly, moving lower, he pulled back the sheet covering Wednesday's body.

He could feel his mistress's sex becoming increasingly wet, but she was also becoming more and more restless in her sleep. Only one thing could awaken her in this state of arousal, for her mind held her captive in her dream.

His index and middle fingers began to penetrate Wednesday Addams's sex while his thumb teased her clitoris.

The fingers slid with calculated slowness, each movement measured to prolong her pleasure. Wednesday's breathing quickened, her hips rising slightly, unconsciously seeking more pressure.

A shiver ran through her body as the fingers inside her slid deeper, while the thumb continued its circular motion, insistent, almost cruel in its precision.

Wednesday let out a low moan, her lips parting to release a stifled cry. Her fingers tightened in the sheets as the sensations intensified, each skillful movement of her fingers rekindling the fire within her. Her breathing became ragged, her body taut like a bowstring ready to snap.

A shiver ran through her thighs as the fingers inside her imperceptibly quickened, the thumb maintaining a firm, steady pressure on her clitoris.

Wednesday opened her eyes. The Thing's treatment was a method the sleeping beauty adored for rousing her from her nocturnal slumbers. In her excitement, she uttered,

• Oh yes, Thing, continue, finish what you're doing, make me come.

The Thing obeyed without hesitation, her fingers sinking deeper as her thumb accelerated its circular motion, insisting with almost cruel precision. Wednesday arched her back, a stifled cry escaping her as waves of pleasure began to engulf her.

Her nails dug into the sheets, her legs instinctively closing around the Thing, as if to prevent her escape and to **** that animated hand deeper inside her.

Her body tensed further, the muscles of her thighs contracting suddenly, making the Thing's hand tremble slightly.

Shivers of pleasure coursed through her body, smiles playing on her lips as The Thing's fingers seemed to sink even deeper inside her.

Her eyes half-closed, an expression of delight crossing her face.

The Thing continued her work, feeling Wednesday's body tense beneath her fingers. Waves of pleasure washed over her, shivers of desire assailed her.

Her parted lips released muffled moans as her hands tightened on the sheets.

The rhythm of his fingers inside her quickened, becoming faster and more precise. The pressure on her clitoris increased, Wednesday's body began to respond to this perverse and subtle stimulation, trembling and swaying to the rhythm of that expert hand.

Her parted lips released muffled moans as her legs closed around the Thing, trying to prevent it from escaping and withdrawing from her throbbing sex.

The Thing's fingers slid in with calculated slowness, plunging deep into Wednesday's intimate canal, penetrating her to the hilt. Each measured movement prolonged her pleasure, each finger inside her feeling alive and animated.

Wednesday's breathing grew heavier and heavier, her body slipping away from her and centering itself around that skillful hand. Enid opened her eyes and watched the scene, pouting as Wednesday wracked with spasms that heralded orgasm.

Enid watched, biting her lower lip as Wednesday's moans intensified, each vibration of her body betraying the imminent approach of ecstasy.

The Thing, obeying the silent command of her gaze, intensified her pressure, her fingers plunging deeper, faster, while her thumb traced vicious circles on Wednesday's swollen clitoris.

A violent spasm ripped through Wednesday's belly, her fingers almost tearing the sheets, her body arching to the **** in a final, violent convulsion of pleasure.