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Fingers of Desire - part 2
You and Marianne stand facing each other in the doorway of her hotel room, both aware of the desire simmering between you. The tension is palpable as you debate whether or not to cross this new threshold together.
‘I can keep a secret,’ Marianne says softly, sensing your hesitation. ‘No one will ever know about this.’
You take a deep breath and decide to trust her. After all, what harm could come from exploring your desires with someone who understands them? With a nod, you step inside the room and close the door behind you.
Marianne’s hotel suite is elegant and spacious, with plush furnishings and a large king-sized bed that dominates the space. The dim lighting casts a warm glow over the room, creating an intimate atmosphere as you both stand there, unsure of what to do next.
‘I… I don’t know if I can do this,’ you confess, your voice barely above a whisper. ‘My community is so conservative. If they found out about my desires…’
Marianne steps closer and takes your hands in hers. Her touch is reassuring, her eyes filled with understanding. ‘I promise, our secret is safe with me,’ she says softly. ‘No one will ever know.’
Her words give you the courage to let go of your inhibitions, allowing yourself to fully embrace this moment with Marianne. You feel a surge of desire as she traces her fingers along your arm once more, her touch sending shivers down your spine. This time, however, there’s an unmistakable sensuality in her movement, making it clear that she knows about your fetish and is using it to her advantage.
Emboldened by her actions, you decide to take the initiative. You reach out and trace your own fingertips along Marianne’s legs, feeling the softness of her skin beneath your touch. As you explore her body, you discover new erogenous zones in yourself, each caress sending waves of pleasure through you.
Marianne moans softly as your fingers dance across her thighs, inching ever closer to the apex of her legs. You can feel her heat radiating from beneath her skirt, and it takes all your self-control not to push it up and bury your hands inside her right then and there.
Instead, you trail your fingers along her waist, following the curve of her hips before moving to her back. You marvel at the smoothness of her skin as you trace the outline of her spine, each vertebra a delicious discovery. Marianne shivers beneath your touch, her breath coming in short gasps as she leans into your caress.
Slowly, you turn her around to face you, your eyes meeting hers with a newfound intensity. Without saying a word, you lean in and capture her lips with yours, your passionate kiss a testament to the desire that has been building between you.
Marianne’s hands find their way to your hips, pulling you closer as she deepens the kiss. Your tongues entwine, dancing together in a sensual rhythm that matches the beat of your hearts. You can feel her breasts pressed against yours, the softness of her skin contrasting with the hardened nipples that strain against the fabric of her blouse.
As you break apart for air, Marianne whispers something sensual in your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your neck. ‘I can make all your fantasies come true,’ she promises, her words leaving you wanting more.
With a final kiss, you pull away from each other, both of you panting and flushed with desire. The tension between you is palpable as you stand there, caught in the moment, unsure of what comes next. But for now, you’re content to simply bask in the afterglow of your shared passion, knowing that there’s still so much more to explore.
You take Marianne’s hands in yours and gently kiss each finger one by one, savoring the taste of her skin. As you move up to suck on her knuckles, she lets out a soft moan, her eyes closing in pleasure. You can feel the tension building between you as your fetish for her hands takes over.
Marianne lies back on the bed, spreading her legs and allowing you to explore her body with your mouth and hands. She’s wearing a black lace bra and matching panties, which contrast beautifully against her pale skin. Her breasts are full and round, her nipples already hard from your attention.
You trail kisses down her stomach, stopping just short of her panty line. ‘I can’t believe I’m actually doing this,’ you think to yourself as you run your fingers along the edge of her underwear.
Marianne looks at you with a mix of desire and amusement. ‘Your hand fetish is such a turn-on, YN,’ she says, her voice low and seductive. ‘I never knew I had this kind of power over someone.’
Encouraged by her words, you slide your hands inside her panties, caressing the soft skin of her inner thighs. Marianne gasps as you tease her, moving your fingers closer and closer to her center without actually touching her there.
‘Please,’ she whispers, her eyes pleading with you. ‘I need you to touch me.’
You smile and finally let your fingers brush against her swollen clit, causing her to moan loudly. She bucks her hips upwards, trying to get more contact, but you pull back slightly, teasing her further.
‘Oh, God,’ she groans. ‘Don’t stop.’
As you continue to explore her body with your hands and mouth, Marianne becomes increasingly vocal, letting out soft moans and gasps with each touch. Her fingers tangle in your hair as she guides you where she wants you, her breathing growing faster and more ragged by the minute.
You can feel her getting closer to orgasm, her body tensing as she nears the edge. ‘I’m going to come,’ she whispers, her voice barely audible. ‘Don’t stop.’
You don’t listen, instead pulling back and looking up at her with a mischievous grin. ‘Not yet,’ you say, your own desire fueling your actions. ‘I want to make this last.’
Marianne lets out a frustrated groan but can’t help but laugh at your playfulness. ‘You’re such a tease,’ she says, her eyes sparkling with lust.
Determined to push her over the edge, you resume your exploration of her body, paying special attention to her hands as you go. You suck on each finger, one at a time, while massaging her breasts and teasing her nipples with your other hand.
Marianne’s moans grow louder, her hips bucking wildly as she tries to meet your touch. ‘Yes,’ she cries out. ‘That’s it.’
As you continue to pleasure her, you can feel the tension building within yourself as well. Your own arousal is mounting, and you can’t help but let out a few moans of your own.
Suddenly, there’s a knock on the door. You both freeze, looking at each other in panic as the reality of your situation sets in. The hotel staff has arrived with room service, and you have to scramble to get dressed and hide any evidence of your activities.
Marianne quickly pulls her clothes back on while you answer the door, trying to act as normal as possible. As you take the tray from the server, your heart is pounding in your chest, and you can feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins.
Once the door is closed, you both collapse onto the bed, laughing nervously at the close call. ‘That was intense,’ Marianne says, her breath still coming fast from their interrupted encounter.
‘I know,’ you reply, running a hand through your hair. ‘But it was worth it.’
As you lie there, catching your breath and trying to process everything that just happened, you can’t help but feel a sense of exhilaration mixed with anticipation. You’ve only scratched the surface of your desires, and you know there’s still so much more to explore.