Now how would companions react if they CAUGHT Sole pleasing herself(fondling and all) while she softly calls out their name? I'M SORRY!! My sinful mind has once again over come me!!!(help)diggin this blog though...
Cait: Sole leaned back in the chair her feet resting on the arms of the chair as she stretched her legs wide open. Her steady breathing became more erratic as she slowly teased her heat with her fingers. She couldn’t help but moan at the dirty thoughts that ran through her mind as she worked herself.
“Cait…“ she mumbled out as she pushed two fingers into her slick heat, using her other hand to work at her swollen nub. Sole hadn’t noticed the door click open, Cait walking through at that exact moment.
“I didn’t realise I had such an effect on ya,“ Cait said in a lustful voice as her eyes scanned over Sole’s body, beautiful and she knew it was all for her, otherwise she wouldn’t be callin’ out the Irish gals name. What turned her on more is that Sole didn’t even stop, she continued, her eyes fixed on Cait’s the entire time. Talk about a show.
Curie: Sole couldn’t shake the thought of Curie from her mind as she ran her fingers down her wet center, flicking her thumb over her sensitive nub. Moans spilled from Sole’s mouth as she entered her slit with her nimble fingers. Curie had walked into the room, not realising what Sole was doing until she sat on the chair opposite her.
“Curie,“ she moaned out causing Curie’s head to snap up and look at Sole, her eyes widening.
“Madam! I’m sorry,“ she said quickly, covering her eyes with her hands. Sole immediately stopped, pulling her trousers up her legs and sitting up on the sofa. She apologised to Curie for letting her walk in and see her doing that, and calling her name during it. But she was embarrassed to say the least. Both Sole and Curie where a blushing mess, both lost for words as they awkwardly stared at each other. Sole apologised again before excusing herself to cool off.
Danse: Sole hummed as the hot water beat down on her bare skin and she used her fingers to massage her tense muscles. Sole closed her eyes as she let her hands trail down her soft breasts and over her stomach until she reached her slit. She rested her head against the wall of the shower as she slipped her fingers inside herself, her other hand massaging her sensitive breasts. The only thing about the shower in Sole’s house is it was the only one with hot water and there was no curtain.
Sole moaned out Danse’s name loudly, thinking the noise of the shower would muffle her moans. Danse opened the door to the bathroom after hearing his name, only to stop in his tracks as he watched Sole work herself, his name falling from her lips again and again.
She was hot, no doubt about it and seeing her like that awakened something primal in Danse, something he didn’t know was there. Sole hand’t even noticed he was in the room, let alone him stripping down so he could join her. Sole’s eyes snapped open when she felt a pair of hands wrap around her waist. She was a little embarrassed but it went away when Danse replaced her fingers with his own, his hot breath on her neck. Danse didn’t do this sort of thing alot, but Sole wasn’t complaining.
Hancock: Maybe it wasn’t the best idea for Sole to be sprawled out on the Mayor’s bed, moving her fingers in and out of her mound. Hancock had told her he’d be five maybe ten minutes at the most, as he stood on the balcony, delivering a speech to his town folk. The idea of having him only ten feet away and the fact she could be caught at any minute drove Sole insane. Ok, so maybe she wanted to be caught. She picked up her pace, her other hand moving up to her chest so she could grip at her breasts as she threw her head back. Hancock’s name spilled from her full lips.
“That is so fucking hot,“ Hancock said as he laid his eyes on Sole’s form, her skin glowing from the sweat she’d worked up going at herself. Her legs where stretched wide open, giving Hancock a good eyeful.
Sole sat up slightly, leaning on her elbows as he slowly pulled her fingers out, making Hancock growl at the sight. He didn’t waste anytime moving towards her and pulling her up to roughly press his mouth to hers, his tongue taking complete control. Sole gladly let him take control.
MacCready: MacCready and Sole stopped off at the Dugout Inn for a drink and a place to rest their head for the night. MacCready being a little drunk had stumbled to the bathroom and back to his room, only it wasn’t his room he’d entered. That was clear when he saw a sweaty Sole lounging back on the bed, rubbing at her clit at a quick pace. She moaned out as she drew closer to her climax, her hand finding her full breasts, squeezing gently.
MacCready’s face went a bright shade of red when he heard his name slip from Sole’s lips, her breathing erratic. It was a sight, one he wished he could take advantage of, but they were both intoxicated. He didn’t want to seem like a creep so he gently closed the door, backing up to find his own room, where he could take out his sexual frustration on himself. He made sure to call out Sole’s name, the picture of her on his mind the entire time.
Piper: Piper was asleep on the bed on the opposite end of the room to Sole, tired from a long day. Sole on the other hand was quietly using her fingers on herself. She tried to muffle her moans by covering her mouth with her other hand as she pleasured herself. She accidentally breathed out Piper’s name a little too loud, which caused her to stop for a moment and peek over at Piper, who was still fast asleep. Or so she thought, little did she know Piper had woken to the sound of Sole’s soft moans. She didn’t quite know what to think when she felt a pool of heat between her own legs. She’d have to wait until Sole fell asleep to relieve herself.
Preston: “Preston,“ Sole called out softly as she massaged her breasts with her hands, the other other buried deep inside her heat, working quickly at herself. You’d think that by putting up some rags over the window that you wanted a little privacy but nope. Preston walked through the door to Sole’s room, and he noticed Sole stretched across her bed, her fingers disappearing deep inside herself.
“Oh, uh, Sorry,“ he mumbled out quickly, leaving the room before Sole could even react. Sole being so embarrassed didn’t know whether to finished herself off, and decided against it, on the other hand Preston had to go and fix his own situation that Sole had most definitely caused.