Decided to try a different writing style. Hope it works for y’all! :)
Once again I’m home all alone. It’s sunny and bright outside, and I have about an hour before I get picked up. I just smoked a bowl and I’m feeling frisky. As I walk through the kitchen I remember a recent conversation about sex on counter tops.
Fantasies begin to play in my mind. I climb the stairs to my slowly, letting my tight shorts rub against me. Those shorts don’t stay on very long though. They drop to the floor as soon as my bedroom door closes behind me. My panties, already wet, join them.
I imagine you behind me, your hands sliding down my belly, over my hips. My hands echo the fantasy. They find my smooth, slick pussy, but in my thoughts you’re teasing me. I lean over, one hand on my bed, the other starting to dance across my clit. I’m dripping, thinking of your hands.
I want more than hands.
I pull my vibrator out of its drawer and turn it on. Now I have to bend all the way over my bed, my face pressed against the comforter to keep standing, both hands between my thighs. I think of your hard cock, and the toy presses against my opening. I want you, but you’re still going to tease me, barely entering me before pulling out to rub against my swollen clit. The bed stifles my moans.
No more waiting; I need to be filled. The vibrator slides inside me and I think of your hands hard on my hips. One hand strokes my clit while the toy fucks me. The sensation is blinding; I feel myself winding tighter and tighter. I imagine my tight pussy stroking your dick, edging us further.
The world narrows to the feeling in my core, the thought of you filling me. I’m gasping and moaning, whimpering your name. I think of you coming inside me and the universe shatters. My knees buckle; good thing the bed is there. <3
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/680gj8/bend_me_over_the_counter_f_masturbation_fantasy