Devious Sex Instructions ♕

Addictively Intoxicating

The devious sex instructions kept coming to my phone via text.  I’m not sure how it started, but my husband now sends me sex instructions. Laura was thinking back to how innocent texting turned into something more devious just yesterday. He walked her through touching herself while she was sitting in her chair behind her desk. It quickly escalated into a frantic and most improper thrusting of her pussy into the corner of her desk until she came.

Devious Sex Instructions

Oh god, she thought these devious sex instructions gave Laura desperation to cum. The mess she made on the desk. Him making her lick the desk clean after she was done. The office windows were glass and co-workers could look in.  His devious sex instructions were getting more public, and it only heightened her overwrought senses. She left the office, pussy still throbbing, and glancing at her phone continuously for the next notification to come through.  Beep – there it was and Laura was jolted out of her lustful trance. She swiped to read it.

Start with three good minutes of teasing

The devious sex instructions read. “Pull over stay in your car, and set your phone timer. Two rules – one is you can’t cum and you can’t touch your bare ass or pussy. Over your panties is the most you can do. The other rule is you can’t stop once you start until the time is up. No Exceptions.” Laura looked around, thankfully the only streetlight was several houses away, and parked. She untied her jacket, set the timer, and, pulled her dress up. Her husband had commented on the lacy red boy shorts she had put on earlier that day as he watched her get dressed. Little did she know she’d be sitting in her car touching the soaked lace in full view of any person strolling by.

Laura moaned loudly, the anticipation and thrill of being seen making her immediately wet. Her fingers smoothed over the material that was barely separating her fingers from her smooth and needy pussy. She closed her eyes, shutting out the world around her. It was just now her, alone with herself and her devious sex instructions from her husband. She rubbed more and more urgently, thinking about him. Thinking about him whispering Intimate Dirty Talk into her ear. Telling her all the naughty things he was going to do to her. The strumming wasn’t enough. Laura was a hot steamy mess.

Craving more

The devious sex instructions had listed explicit rules. So she adjusted her panties, careful not to touch bare skin, lest she has to admit she broke a rule. Giving herself just enough slack to drive a panty-coated finger into her pussy. The frilly lace fabric stretching over her hard swollen clit thrilled her with each deep dive. Again and again, her breathing quickened, and her heart raced. The familiar heat was building deep within her. Faster and faster Laura went. No care for the outside world or the cars and people going by. DING -Fuck – the phone alarm went off.  A notification popped up – “I hope you are nice and needy my love. Drive to the parking lot behind the high school and come find me“

Laura threw that car into drive and peeled out – laughing and racing towards her crazy husband, panties still wet, pussy throbbing- finding his instructions so addictively intoxicating!