1. Yes


    Date: 1/14/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: Verbal, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    up and down, up and down, between her pussy lips, coaxing them open like the petals of a flower. Her panties grew wetter. He pushed the material of her panties slightly into her pussy, perhaps an inch. She gasped. As he looked to her still closed eyes and reddening cheeks he saw the couple on the other side of the aisle watching them. He made no attempt to read their faces, no attempt to discern if they were aroused or disapproving. He didn’t care. He was pretty sure she didn’t care. He continued to run his fingers along her fold, pressing harder now, the cloth teasing the entrance of her pussy. He imagined how the weave would feel to her as it pressed against her mound. He pressed a bit deeper, pushing her panties farther inside her. She bit her lip. She trembled. She arched her back and offered her neck and sighed, “Please,” stretching the word out, the “e” held particularly long, that last buzzing “z” sound reverberating on her tongue in a way that thrilled him to the core. He took his fingers from her lips and slid them inside the hem of her wet panties, then pulled them to the side to expose her soaking pussy. He took just one finger and slowly traced the valley between her lips. She jerked her hips up quickly, wanting his fingers inside her, but he didn’t allow her the satisfaction, just continued to slide his finger just inside her fold. She was very wet by now and as he teased her she coated his fingers with her juices. She continued to thrust toward him, he ...
    continued to pull his fingers back, denying her. He looked past her to the couple on the far side of the aisle. The woman in red was on her knees before the guy in the suit, rubbing his cock through his pants. Their eyes however, were both locked onto her hips thrusting beneath his fingers. She turned to him and mouthed more than whispered, “Please, fuck me with your fingers please,” and the effect on him was electric, a feeling deep within him that defied all boundaries. The music of her voice and the cadence of her words reached someplace inside him he could not name, and as she spread her legs to allow even more of herself to him he slid his fingers inside her at an excruciatingly deliberate pace. Slightly in, slightly out, a little further in, a little further out, exploring deeper and deeper inside her. He slid in his two fingers as far as they could go, deeply, deeply, and began to draw circles around the walls of her pussy. She let out a low rumbling moan, pushing hers hips hard against his fingers, and he returned the thrust with his fingers, stroking the soft warm interior of her pussy with his fingertips. She cupped her breasts in her hands through the material of her dress and began to massage them. When he placed his thumb on her clit she started whimpering, back arched, mouth open, breath ragged. He began to rub it, slowly pressing down on it, in a circular motion echoing the circles he was drawing inside her with the tips of his fingers. “Just like that, cariño ,” she ...
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