Battle of Wish Lists

My entry is... long. The sexiest winter fantasy that I can imagine is that every day is worth writing smut about, so it goes from morning to night in preeeeetty in-depth detail. I've never really been one for erotica, but it has been extremely fun writing for this contest and reading the other entries.

I have no problem posting the full length of my entry if it's required, but for now, I'm posting a link to a Google doc, along with a small excerpt to whet the appetite. I think that there is probably some sort of character limit that might stop somewhere before 4000 words, so this seems to be the simplest solution.

My left hand presses against her lower back, providing leverage as I thrust against her, starting slowly once again. My deep, languid strokes are driving her wild, and she wraps her arms around me, her short nails making half moons as they dig into my shoulders. Her eyes beg me to kiss her, and she licks her lips in anticipation. One of her breasts has fallen from her dress and I focus on that instead. With my free hand, I reach for one of the beaded clamps that I had discarded earlier. Her nipples are already hard, and as I pinch the soft pink peak between the ends of the clamp, and she orgasms again, almost instantaneously, bucking in rhythm with my continued thrusts. less