Enjoying her time with Bill

Emily shivered as Bill’s hand drew closer and closer to her pussy. She was amazed Tom had let it go this far, but she wouldn’t deny that she was happy that he had. She wasn’t sure if the spanking and groping counted as taking it further, but she thought that it was basically the same as the stroking from last time, albeit a little more violent. And she would have found it hard to stop it anyway, as she found it immensely arousing to be treated so brutishly by such a grotesque man. She could never imagine Tom doing that. He was way too caring. She knew that that was why she loved him, but right now this sadistic asshole was getting her immensely turned on with his treatment.

His hand was on her vulva now, and she was breathing heavily. At some point she had begun thrusting her hips back and forward ever so slightly. She breathed in a shaky breath. She knew she should definitely stop him, this was definitely about to go too far. She reached down and grabbed his hand. She looked deep into his eyes and saw the immense lust in them. Instead of pulling his hand off her, she instead took control, moving it up and down to trail his fingers along her skin. She pulled his hand up and over her pussy, before running it down the other side of her vagina, just barely not touching her inner lips. She moaned and dragged his fingers along the same path in reverse, up and over her vagina, his fingers indenting the soft skin above her pussy, before dragging his fingers back down the other side.

They both stared intently as she repeated the movement again, both lost in lust. On the way back this time she trailed his fingers lower, her breath catching as they slid over the top of her slit. On the next movement she paused at the top, and then slowly started running his fingers up and down slightly. She gradually lengthened the strokes, until his fingers were once again making contact with the top of her slit, just making contact with her erect clit. She let out another moan, Bill’s fingers now dragging fully over clit with each movement. She looked up and made eye contact with him through hooded eyes. She felt an electric spark travel through her as she realised she was sharing such an intimate moment with someone the same age as her grandad, and a particularly wretched example from that age bracket as well.

She felt Bill start applying his own pressure, and she slowly let him take back control. She kept his hand in her grasp as he rubbed her clit, slowly increasing the pressure. He then slid his fingers down, sliding them up and down her opening. She found herself bucking her hips now, her body **** now to be penetrated after so much build up. She felt the tip of Bill’s middle finger slip inside her and she gasped. He slowly pushed forward and she felt the tip of his ring finger also slip into her dripping opening. Suddenly she felt herself thrust forward and he had two of his fingers buried in her up to the knuckles. She threw her head back, the feeling in her pussy beyond anything she’d ever felt. She could feel herself quivering around him. Then he moved his thumb and began rubbing her clit and she let out a long low moan as her mind was filled to the brim with pleasure. Eventually she came back to Earth and she found Bill using his other hand to pull her hands away from their grip on him. He pulled them back onto his cock, where she got back to stroking his cock.

This continued on for about a minute before he pulled her down to him, getting her to straddle his lap, their hands busy between their bodies. He looked into her lust filled eyes. “You like this don’t you slut?”