Kinktober Day 1: Lingerie
#1 of Kinktober 2017
I saw a thing for a monthly challenge called kinktober, with each day having a kink for it, and I figured why not? Each day I will try to write a short highlighting the chosen kink for the day. I think it will be good practice before NaNo, too. So, here's day 1.
Day 1: Lingerie
Renee hummed to herself as she entered her high rise apartment, an armload of shopping bags in each hand. The dalmatian had thoroughly been enjoying her day off, sleeping in late, pampering herself in the morning, and finishing it off by buying a few new outfits for herself. She had spent it alone, her dear roommate Emily down in the Florida Keys for a photo shoot. Renee had wanted to go along, of course, but she hadn't been needed. The pampering and shopping served as a wonderful consolation.
Still humming her tune, the canine sauntered to the bedroom, tossing the bags onto the king sized bed and slipping off her heels. While the woman had purchased quite a few new items, most were for later, special occasions and the like. But there was one outfit she had completely purchased for herself far more than anyone else. She slipped off the rest of her clothing, tossing her clothes and undergarments aside before grabbing one of the designer store bags from the pile.
A grin crossed her muzzle as she pulled the freshly purchased lingerie from the bag, holding up the satiny, black thong and enjoying the feel of it between her fingers. The smooth, delicate fabric felt so amazing, the tactile sensation alone making her breath just a bit heavier. Not wanting to wait any longer, Renee slipped the thong up her shapely legs, pulling the fabric taut against her body.
A shiver worked its way up Renee's spine as the fabric rubbed against her nethers, but she did her best to ignore it. There was more to still put on after all. The dalmatian slipped the matching bra on next, another shiver coursing through her body as the soft fabric pressed against her nipples and cupped her supple breasts. Then came the garters and stockings, a pair of elbow length gloves, and a choker to finish the ensemble.
"Damn, I look good." The woman muttered with a smirk, admiring herself in mirror as she went through a series of poses. The way the garments clung to her curves and seemed to accent her spots all worked to set off her inner narcissism. And the way it felt clinging to her body only enhanced her building inner heat, the woman getting off on her own sex appeal. "Oh yeah, I'd fuck me."
The woman's hands roamed over her body as she chewed her lips, running her gloved fingers through her fur and letting out a heated breath as the fabric teased her skin. Her eyes never left the mirror as she caressed her body. Her hips seemed to rock on their own, her fingers digging into her ass as she sucked in a breath. The feel of the satin gripping her body was too intense, her nerves tingling and her heart racing as she stepped closer to the mirror, to better admire herself.
One hand continued to roam over her body, teasing any part of her not clothed in the lingerie. Her other hand slipped up between her thighs, her fingertips digging against the panties to tease her heated and swelling nethers. Renee gasped, the feel of that soft fabric rubbing against her folds send waves of pleasure through her body. Her fingers worked on their own as she watched, sliding through her folds and teasing her clit without ever making direct touch. After all, the fabric felt far better than her fingers ever could.
"Ah, fuck." Renee gasped, leaning against the mirror now as her fingers dug into her panties. Her muscles tensed, toes curling and eyes rolling in her head as the pleasure built. She couldn't deny how sexy she looked then, deep in the throes of pleasure while wrapped in such a fine, sexy fabric. She was almost jealous she couldn't experience this show like others could, and disappointed there was no one watching. Her twitching body looked so good, the lingerie further accentuating her every spasm. The soft feel teasing her sensitive skin all the more.
"Fuck!" Renee's hips suddenly bucked again her hand, her muscles clenching as she hit her limit. She could feel her pussy throbbing against the fabric, staining the fine, expensive material with her juices. That thought pushed her on, and she managed to rub her fingers just a bit deeper as she pushed herself past her limit. The dalmatian gasped and moaned, barely staying on her paws as she endured the satiny enhanced climax.
"Oh fuck..." Renee shivered, gasping for air as she fell back onto her bed. Her body continued to convulse as she idly ran her fingers through her fur, reveling in the afterglow of her fun. The lingerie continued to hug her body, as if holding her close in her bliss, tending to her after giving her so much pleasure. She curled up in the bed, hugging herself as a warm smile crossed her muzzle.
"Best purchase ever. I can't wait to show Emily..."