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elrhiarhodanTitle: Happy Birthday, Sara Ellis
For: MMOM - Thirty (One) Dirty Words 2012 - Prompt 017 - Thighs
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Fandom: White Collar
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Sara Ellis (Peter/Neal)
Spoilers/Episode References: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly
Summary: Sara enjoys her birthday present.
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The package arrived with the early Fed Ex delivery and sat on her desk for a few hours before she had time to look at it. It contained a thumb drive and two boxes. There were instructions – to lock her door.
Sara’s thighs shifted in restless, frustrated arousal as she watched the video. It was … excellent. The lighting was perfect, the sound, too. There were multiple cameras used, covering every angle. All in all, the most exquisitely produced piece of amateur porn she’d ever seen.
And it didn’t hurt that Peter and Neal were the two most gorgeous specimens of manhood she’d ever seen. They moved like seals in water, familiar with each other’s bodies and desires. Their unselfconscious display told her that they must be accustomed to performing in front of cameras.
Sara didn’t remember breathing for the entire length of the video. The on-screen climax was stunning and as the video faded to black with the two men kissing, she sat there, thighs clenched, nipples chafed by her bra, cunt drenched.
A message, in elegant script, drifted across the screen. “Don’t forget about the boxes.”
She reached for the small one first. It was a vibe, and days like today she resented her preference for tight skirts as she shimmied out of it. The second box contained a dildo – polished steel with dozens of bumps and ridges. It was a work of art, really.
Sara leaned back, draped her thighs on the arms of her chair, and slid the dildo into her cunt. It was cold, but perfect. The vibe was almost too much, but she had to use it. Her body skipped from orgasm to orgasm, until she nearly passed out from exhaustion.
Tonight, she’d have to remember to thank Elizabeth for such a lovely and thoughtful birthday present.
FIN
For: MMOM - Thirty (One) Dirty Words 2012 - Prompt 017 - Thighs
Author:
elrhiarhodanFandom: White Collar
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Sara Ellis (Peter/Neal)
Spoilers/Episode References: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly
Summary: Sara enjoys her birthday present.
The package arrived with the early Fed Ex delivery and sat on her desk for a few hours before she had time to look at it. It contained a thumb drive and two boxes. There were instructions – to lock her door.
Sara’s thighs shifted in restless, frustrated arousal as she watched the video. It was … excellent. The lighting was perfect, the sound, too. There were multiple cameras used, covering every angle. All in all, the most exquisitely produced piece of amateur porn she’d ever seen.
And it didn’t hurt that Peter and Neal were the two most gorgeous specimens of manhood she’d ever seen. They moved like seals in water, familiar with each other’s bodies and desires. Their unselfconscious display told her that they must be accustomed to performing in front of cameras.
Sara didn’t remember breathing for the entire length of the video. The on-screen climax was stunning and as the video faded to black with the two men kissing, she sat there, thighs clenched, nipples chafed by her bra, cunt drenched.
A message, in elegant script, drifted across the screen. “Don’t forget about the boxes.”
She reached for the small one first. It was a vibe, and days like today she resented her preference for tight skirts as she shimmied out of it. The second box contained a dildo – polished steel with dozens of bumps and ridges. It was a work of art, really.
Sara leaned back, draped her thighs on the arms of her chair, and slid the dildo into her cunt. It was cold, but perfect. The vibe was almost too much, but she had to use it. Her body skipped from orgasm to orgasm, until she nearly passed out from exhaustion.
Tonight, she’d have to remember to thank Elizabeth for such a lovely and thoughtful birthday present.
