I was up to no good.
Dirty insatiable slut.
A phone call that had me taking a trip down memory lane. A memory lane filled with naughty pictures, some recent some not.
“I stopped and pulled over you were so fucking sexy.” He claims. He tried to describe the picture, “red, tits out”, was what he remembered.
Searching through photos to share had a familiar warmth tingling through my body. Remembering how I felt taking each one. Powerful. Confident. Sexy. Slutty. A woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to take it.
I found the one he was looking for, and as my reward, I got to see his favorite one he took. I could have predicted which one, he has a thing for his thick cock in my mouth. Go figure.
This one, however, was my bare pussy in a puddle of juices. Milky white juices sitting between a soaked sheet and my bare used pink pussy. Swollen, drenched little cunt with a cute little gape. Fuck that was a good day.
I felt myself getting wet again and I went and grabbed my glass dildo and vibrator. Fueled by desire and hunger, I stripped and laid down. Careful to put down my blanket first in case I came the way I was craving. I ran the cool dildo over my nipples and clit. Teasing as I went, excitement building for when I would finally sink that into my pussy. The contrast of the cold dildo and my hot cunt made a groan escape my lips. One, two, three lazy strokes in and out. Then harder and faster. The sadist in me stopping right before I came. I wasn’t after a mini, I wanted more.
Leaving the dildo inside me, I grabbed my wand vibrator. My go to girl. I picked my favorite teasing rumbly pattern, always remembering at this moment I need to charge my lush, slow the speed at press it on my clit. I find myself wishing I had more hands as one slowly pumps my dildo in and out, and the other turns up the speed on my vibe. I find a rhythm, stopping a few times, building the orgasm until I can’t take it anymore.
I switch the vibe to a constant buzz and work my g spot. I close my eyes tight, tense up, and then just let go. I cum with such force I struggle to keep the dildo in. Squirting, my stream becoming a river. I blow out the air I didn’t know I was holding and pant as I ride out the orgasm, slowing to savor and come down slowly.
A perusal through some favorite subreddits has me printed and ready, yearning to go again. I give in and cum in no time, soaking the blanket again as I cum back to back. The cycle repeats one more time until I can’t take it anymore. I lie there, steadying my breathing, floating back down to earth.
There is just something about giving yourself the orgasm you so desperately crave. I fell asleep not too long after that, sleeping peacefully and longer than I have in some time. A slow start to the morning, lost in a day dream until I hear a knock on the door.
There he is. Sir in all his glory, a mischievous look on his face.
“I heard you’ve been a good girl”, he said in the tone drop that always gets me. I bite my lip, sigh to cover up my moan, and invite him in for some fun.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zutzhk/a_night_for_me_fsolo
What a beautiful story – thanks