A brie[F] masturbatory interlude

A little while after my last story, I was attempting to get the next stage of my life sorted and had some promising interviews lined up in the north of the country. However, this takes place on one of my few days off. My parents were on holiday and for once I was enjoying having the house to myself. Though it was nothing compared to having my own space it was better than nothing! Though I had promised my mom that I would sort through some of my old clothes and boxes that littered my sisters old room. She was coming home in a few weeks and whilst my mom didn’t mind me leaving them there when the room was empty she’d been on my back to sort them out.

After a long lie in and many hours procrastinating and watching some TV I decided to have a quick shower and then try to sort some boxes. Drying my hair, I put on a black bra and matching lace thong, though for the most part I’m not able to wear thongs during work (Kitchens get too hot, but let’s not get unsexy). I wondered into my sister’s room and began working my way through the boxes. It was summer so I couldn’t be bothered to put on more clothes, especially since my parents’ house is always like a furnace. After finding embarrassing outfits and strange things that I can’t believe to this day that my mom kept, I’d filled a couple of black bags and was getting really bored. Snooping through my older sister’s stuff had led to nothing exciting either. I’m not convinced we’re actually related.

Opening another box, I found my old school uniform, grey pleated skirt and blue blazer. Strangely enough not my tie or shirt, god only knows where they’d gone. Grinning to myself I quickly pulled the skirt up my legs, more to see if it still fit more than anything. As it settled on my hips (slightly tighter than it used to, I’ll admit!) I smiled at my reflection genuinely happy I hadn’t changed too much. Flattening the fabric against my leg I remembered how much fun I used to get up to in school and as I slipped my blazer over my bare shoulders I found myself getting turned on. I climbed onto my sister’s bed and lay down facing her mirror. Slowly tracing my finger up my thigh, I reached under my skirt and softly stroked my pussy through the thong. The gentle ridging of the lace feeling wonderfully sensual against my lips and clit as I gently applied pressure to my already needy pussy.

Leaning back against the pillows I continued to circle my clit and rub the length of my lips as I considered what I was doing. Lying on my sister’s bed playing with myself in half of my old school uniform, I loved it. I’d always enjoyed doing things that I shouldn’t, that slight taboo of acting like a slut just gives me a thrill. My one hand grabbed my breast over my bra and sort out my nipple crushing the lace against my soft breast before grasping my nipple through the fabric and gently tugging. I removed my fingers from my panties and placed them in my mouth twirling my tongue around my digits I drew them free, my saliva coating them thoroughly as I pulled my thong aside and slowly slipped them into my ready pussy. Sighing at the first twitch of pleasure and slowly teasing myself under my skirt I thought about how much sexier it was to shove panties aside rather than take them off, making it seem like you’re absolutely desperate to touch yourself, like there’s no time and you have to have relief now! As I fingered myself I thought about how desperate I was. Even though it had only been a couple of weeks since I’d slept with Jane I needed to fuck someone, hell at that point if anyone had walked in and dropped their trousers I’d have been on their genitalia in seconds!

I could feel myself getting close so I slowed down my fingers completely and pulled them free. Then I quickly got up and ran to my room to get a few things, before returning to my sister’s bed, where I laid back down. The first thing I did was to set up my phone and put some porn on in the background. Then I resumed my fingering as I grasped my dildo in my other hand. Now there’s always the argument about why suck on a dildo? Who gets pleasure from it? Well the answer is me. Maybe I’m just orally fixed, and don’t get me wrong a hot throbbing cock is better, as is a wet twitching pussy. However, as I licked the top of the large dildo, I didn’t care. Sucking on the ridged tip as I slowly finger fucked myself; it wasn’t long before I was drooling a little as I sucked on it properly. The tingling feeling in the pit of my stomach as I performed such a slutty act going wild and causing my hips to buck against my will, though I was careful not to make myself cum. I wanted to enjoy this time, draw it out and edge myself for as long as I could.

Finally, I put the dildo aside for a moment I slid my thong down my legs feeling a slight breeze caress my wet pussy as I tossed it aside. Tucking the front of my pleated skirt up and into the waistband so that I had easy access, I took the dildo and lubed it up making it seem shockingly big in my small hands. Slowly tracing my exposed labia, caressing it with the bulbous head. Softly coating it in my cum as the tip repeatedly nudged my clit, I groaned as I desperately wanted to cum but knew that holding off would be so much more satisfying. I began to force the big cock inside me and slowly it began filling and stretching me wonderfully as I thrust it inside me. I had to pause halfway to prevent myself cumming. Once I calmed myself I pressed it further inside, the lube and my own wetness causing it to glide in fairly easily, especially since I’d been fucking myself with it regularly!

Once it was fully inside and I was ready I began to fuck myself with long firm strokes not enough to cause me to orgasm but enough to keep me there. I had to make conscious effort to keep my other hand away from my clit so I shoved two fingers into my mouth and sucked on them, though I enjoyed acting like a slut it stopped me from causing myself too much stimulation. Despite my best efforts to maintain a steady rhythm I began to thrust that cock into me rapidly causing the wet slapping to make me feel even lewder. Though it brought me so close that I had to release the cock and whilst it was half buried in my pussy, my muscles clamped around it and with both my hands I clutched at the sheets as I stopped myself from orgasming once again.

This continued for some time, bringing myself right to the cusp of orgasming before slowing down till my whole body was tingling and alive. Each time I got closer it was harder and harder to make sure I didn’t give my body that release it craved so much. Varying the method that got me close made it all the better, sometimes slowly fucking myself with the dildo, others manically pounding it in. Sometimes just teasing my clit as it filled me. I’d shrugged out of my blazer and jacket some time ago as I was getting too hot but my skirt remained on, its slightly course fabric against my ass and now damp and wet from my prolonged session.

I now needed to cum, I was a mewling mess. My thighs absolutely covered in my juices, glistening in the light. To cum I wanted to make it memorable, my sister used to have this wooden chest in her room, it’s pretty low to the ground as it’s meant to be a shoe box. I quickly hopped off the bed, placing the dildo aside for a moment and slid the box in front of the mirror grabbing the dildo I stuck it to the chest so it stuck up and waved obscenely. Facing the mirror, I lowered myself onto the slick cock until I was comfortably squatting on the cock. I leant forward slightly, my hands gripping the edge of the box causing my breasts to squish together wonderfully and jiggle as I began to bounce. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a slut desperately fucking herself in her old school uniform, begging to cum. I loved it, the desperation, the willingness to degrade myself all for pleasure. All of these thoughts and more made me slam my thighs down again and again, harder and harder. My pussy gripping the cock hard as I whimpered. With one final thrust my orgasm began. I gasped loudly as my pussy twitched and spasmed around the plastic cock filling me with absolute pleasure and release, my whole body tingling and twitching. Almost causing me to fall, though I held tightly and screamed “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Loudly as I continued to bounce trying to continue to cum for as long as possible, and even though it was super sensitive I rubbed my clit furiously needing for this to continue. Those moments of bliss where nothing matters but extending it.

However, all good things must end and soon I found myself satisfied and exhausted. Pulling myself upright, losing the skirt and crawling into my sister’s bed, knowing I would have to change the sheets anyway. My fingers attempted to sooth my stretched and delightfully sore pussy, but it was far too sensitive, and besides after all that pleasure I basically passed out and napped for several hours.

Tash x

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