This just happened last night and I’m still tingling thinking about it now.
So first off, my partner is hot as fuck. Like, he’s completely out of my league in my opinion, but I’m glad he disagrees. He’s tall and masculine but has a bit of a baby face when clean shaven. And his style? This fucker is always showing up everyone in the room. He looks great in every hairstyle, but that’s mostly because he was blessed at birth with the silkiest copper red hair. He bypassed the ginger stereotype due to genetic luck, and basically rolled a 20 for charisma. And his dick, OMG, it’s like just right. We’ve never measured but maybe like 7-8in? Trying to be realistic, cuz it’s not the biggest I’ve been with, but it definitely fills me and can be a little too much in certain positions.
Thankfully, this cheeky asshole thinks I’m attractive, and I can sometimes see it. Where he’s bright and cheery, I’m his little rain cloud. I prefer the majority of my clothing to be black. He likes to joke that I’m his big tiddy gf, but I point out I’m only a B-cup, which hardly qualifies. At least my ass is curvy and definitely my best feature (one of the perks of living in a building where the elevator is usually broken, I guess). I’m still a little soft from office work, but as lover of all bodies, I gotta love my own too.
Anyways, I got home early from work, and I knew we were going to have some free time to “play”. We have roommates, and while none of us are prudes, we are respectful of the shared space and tend to keep louder sessions for when folks are out.
I took a shower to freshen up before my partner made it home. I found it hard keeping my fingers away from my clit, sliding around in the soap bubbles. You know how girls’ clits get hard when they’re turned on? I absolutely love feeling that transition from soft skin, indistinguishable from the lips, to a round lovely little nub poking up from the folds as you nibble on their neck. And when you add the slippery suds to it all, well, you can understand how I may find it hard to concentrate on literally anything else other than my finger circling my clit while my pussy literally ached to be filled. I leaned against the cold tiles, my nipples standing out on my chest. I let out a little moan as I dipped my finger into my slit, just a little. My juices were flowing, but it didn’t matter with all the soap. My other hand pinched and pulled at each of my nipples, sending shocks through me, from head to pussy.
Fuck it.
I grab the pink dildo we have in the shower just for these moments. It’s got an excellent suction cup that’s perfect for our wall. I can’t help but run my tongue over the head of the dildo, dreaming of my future where it’s replaced with a real cock, and maybe a hand behind my head. Further in it goes, until I can just barely brush my lip on the fake balls.
Enough is enough. I suction the dick to the shower wall and turn around, so my back is to the wall the the dildo is peeking out of my pussy lips. I move back and forth on it, rubbing the molded head over my swollen clit. I barely lean over and it’s slid into my slit and wholly fuck balls, I just want to have my ass slammed by this massive cock. I push back hard until my ass is against the wall, imagining my boyfriend watching me get railed by some random dude with rock hard abs (who is probably a vampire cuz he’s so cold lol). I’m full on moaning at this point, pinching both nipples and clit. I’m so close to cumming as I bounce back and forth against the shower wall, pink dildo sliding in and out of my aching pussy, my fingers working furiously to rub my clit to something oh so fucking close-
I pull myself away from the dildo, relishing the aching pain of all that pent up sexual energy. My toes curl as I concentrate on not rubbing my clit to that climax that was almost there. I squeeze my thighs together, trying to subconsciously flex my pussy to orgasm. I decided to focus on something else so I got on my knees in front of where the dildo was stuck to the wall. I licked up a strand of grool and sucked the rest of the pink cock clean.
After I finished up my shower, I dried off and looked at my outfit for the night: thigh-high stockings, tiny panties, and a lacey mask. I rolled the stockings up my legs, and laughed thinking of how wet these panties were going to be, especially once the spanking starts. ?
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Ok it’s late, so I’ll work on posting the next part tomorrow. ?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fcs04z/feeling_myself_while_writing_about_feeling_myself
Ooh you little tease!