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The Coochie Diaries 234: The Wedding Dress Fitting (3)
Anton worked her with a cruel, knowing precision. His fingers curled inside her, stroking that spot that made her vision blur, while the silk gag absorbed her choked, desperate cries. The layers of tulle rustled with her trembling, the only sound besides their ragged breathing and the wet, obscene noise of his hand moving against her. He watched her in the mirror, her eyes glazed with tears of pleasure and humiliation, her bridal image fractured by the secret violation. “This is what you came for, isn’t it?” he whispered, his lips against the shell of her ear, his breath hot. “Not for a dress. For this. To be a pretty, packaged thing for a man to unwrap and use.” He punctuated his words with a sharp twist of his wrist, and Eva came, a silent, shuddering explosion against his hand, her knees buckling. The silk bonds held her upright, a puppet in her own climax. He kept his fingers inside her, milking the last pulses of her orgasm until she whimpered against the gag. Slowly, almost
The Coochie Diaries 233: The Wedding Dress Fitting (2)
A week later, Eva returned for the first fitting of her actual gown. The main salon was busy, so Anton led her to a smaller, private room at the back, his workroom. Bolts of fabric leaned in the corners like silent sentinels; a dress form stood in the center, a headless, curvy phantom. “Privacy is better for precise work,” he said, locking the door with a soft, definitive click. The sound echoed in Eva’s core. He helped her into the structured bodice, his hands everywhere, lingering on the clasp of her bra before she could stop him, his fingers skimming her nipples into stiff, aching points. The skirt was yet to be attached, so she stood from the waist up in the pristine ivory corset, her lower half clad only in a sheer, lace-trimmed thong and stockings he’d insisted were necessary for the “line of the garment.” Anton fetched his measuring tape, a soft, pliable yellow ribbon. “We must be exact,” he said, his tone all business, but his eyes were dark pools of intent. He started wit
The Coochie Diaries 232: The Wedding Dress Fitting
Chloe closed the diary slowly, the faint scent of old paper and ink lingering around her like steam that refused to disappear. Okay. Wow. Just… wow. Lena, if that’s your real name, who are you? And where can I get your confidence? Let’s start with the obvious: the sheer, audacious agency of it. You didn’t wait to be taken on a date, to be given jewelry, to be wooed. You created the entire universe of that shop for the two of you. You chose the lighting, the music, the silk, the pace. You orchestrated every single sensation. That’s what struck me first. It wasn’t about him “allowing” you to be sexy; it was you commanding him to witness your sexiness, on your terms, in your chosen temple. That’s not seduction; that’s a sovereignty. I’m envious of that control. And the dressing and undressing… God, the psychology of that. We’re so conditioned to see undressing as the main event, the prelude to the “real” thing. But you made the dressing just as potent. Each set was a new character, a
The Coochie Diaries 231: The Lingerie Shop (3)
After she’d returned the favor with her mouth, taking him deep into her throat until he came with a groan, they rested again. This time, they shared a bottle of champagne that had been chilling in a silver bucket Lena had arranged earlier. As they sipped from crystal flutes, Lena selected the next set, a white lace babydoll with a matching thong. The babydoll was short, ending mid-thigh, with thin straps and a hem trimmed in delicate lace. “White?” he asked, watching her hold it up. “Innocent?” Lena smiled. “There’s nothing innocent about this.” She slipped into the thong first, a mere string of lace that disappeared between her cheeks. The babydoll followed, floating over her body like a cloud. When she looked in the mirror, she saw a vision of angelic purity that was completely at odds with what they’d been doing for the past forty minutes. “Come here,” she said, crooking a finger at him. He rose from the chaise and came to stand behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist
The Coochie Diaries 230: The Lingerie Shop (2)
The crimson silk pooled at her feet, leaving her naked once more. This time, she didn’t immediately reach for another garment. Instead, she stood before him, running her hands over her body as if reacquainting herself with her own skin. “Do you know what I love about lingerie?” she asked, her eyes meeting his in the mirror. He shook his head, unable to speak as he watched her fingers trail down her stomach toward the thatch of dark curls between her thighs. “It’s the anticipation,” she said, her middle finger dipping between her folds. She was already wet, and she made sure he could see the glistening evidence on her skin. “The knowing that soon, this will all be removed. That someone will be tearing it off you. That you’ll be fucked right through the delicate lace until it’s ruined.” She withdrew her finger and brought it to her mouth, sucking it clean with a loud, deliberate pop. “Which one next?” she asked, turning to the rack. She selected a set in sheer black lace, a bra th
The Coochie Diaries 229: The Lingerie Shop
Episode 60 – The Lingerie Shop The shop smelled of silk and secrets. Soft lighting glowed against velvet-lined walls, illuminating delicate lace and satin displays. Lena stood at the counter, her fingers tracing the edge of a black lace thong as she waited for him. She’d told him to meet her here at seven, that she needed his opinion on something special. What she hadn’t told him was that this was no ordinary shopping trip. The bell above the door chimed, and he entered, his eyes immediately finding her. Lena watched his gaze sweep over the intimate surroundings, the mannequins wearing nothing but wisps of fabric, the sheer curtains separating the fitting rooms. A slow smile spread across her lips. “You came,” she said, her voice low and inviting. “You said you needed my help,” he replied, his eyes darkening as they took in the sheer black robe she wore over her clothes. “What exactly do you need, Lena?” She stepped closer, close enough that he could smell her perfume, somethin
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