It had been a crazy few weeks, but I finally had a day to myself. Family was out of the house until dinner and I had nothing but time on my hands. I had a list of errands to do but decided to have a slow quiet morning to ease into the day. I started off with a nice long shower and was wrapped up in a towel, deciding what to do next. As I let my mind wander… I realized I had the time and privacy to do something I had not done in a little while. A full-on pleasure session, where I could spread out, take my time, and really let myself go. Usually I touched myself quickly, and without making a lot of noise. But the more I thought about it the more I realized I was way over do to have a way better start to the day then I had originally planned.
I went to the plain box I kept hidden in the back of my closet and pulled out the large and thick dildo I bought myself as a present. I lay it on the bed and spread out the towel beside it. I had a feeling I would need that towel under me before I was through. I opened the blinds on my window, offering a look to anyone who was watching. I then got comfortable in my bed and closed my eyes.
I love to fantasize about different men in my life and what it would feel like to have them in bed with me. Sometimes its my kid’s hockey coach, a neighbour, a friend’s husband, or anyone who appeals to me. Today I was in the mood to be handled a bit rougher, so I brought up the image of one of the dads in our social circle. Lets call him….Will. Will was a blue-collar guy, tall and broad. He had tattoos that ran down his muscular arms, with ink visible at the neckline of his shirts. The first time I met him and shook his hand, I got weak in the knees. His large, calloused hand engulfed mine in a firm grip and he gave me a wink. Will must have known I checked him out whenever I could, its hard to be subtle when I have my mouth open, lost in thought while staring at the prominent bulge in his jeans.
Will and I had casually flirted when we had seen each other at various parties and school events, me angling for any opportunity to feel those strong hands on me. I began to smile and relax as I remembered my interactions with Will and plan out what I wanted to do if given the chance.
In my mind I pictured a recent school assembly we had both been at. We both had arrived late and were standing in the back of they gym. Will had said to me in a low voice “we could both sneak out and no one would notice”. I bantered back with him, but I knew I wanted more from him. That I wanted to take him by his hand and lead him out of that overcrowded gymnasium. Take him down the hall to the storage room and pull him inside. I would push him against the closed door while locking it tight behind us. I would press my body against him, feeling his contours through our clothes, smelling his aftershave, and sweat.
As I pictured the start of my fantasy, I began to lick my lips and run my hands over my body. In my mind they were Will’s hands exploring my curves for the first time. Lingering on the swell of my hip, the underside of my breast, my exposed throat. I felt his hot and hard body against mine, as in my mind we began to frantically undress each other. I began to handle my large breasts roughly, pinching my nipples hard, squeezing the soft flesh with enough intensity that I hoped marks would be left. I whispered aloud in my empty bedroom for Will to use me and take me how he wanted. To be rough with me and not hold back.
In my mind I watched Will drop his pants and seeing his cock for the first time, as I reached for the dildo I had placed beside me. With my eyes still closed I stroked that dildo, hearing in my mind the moans that Will would be making. Keeping one hand on that cock, I moved my other hand down my stomach to my outer lips. I could feel how warm and wet I was before I even opened my folds. Running a finger just inside my lips confirmed this, I was slick and dripping. I refrained from touching myself exactly as I liked as I wanted to imagine it was Will stroking me. His fingertips opening me up and being covered in my juices. I brought those fingers to my mouth to suck them clean, enjoying the taste of my pussy when it is ready to be fucked.
I brought the dildo to me and lined it up so the tip was right at my clit. With no warmup or teasing I began to roughly thrust that cock back and forth against my clit and lips. I knew if I was in that storage room with Will that there would be no time or desire for gentle foreplay. I was slick enough that the cock slide easily, the feel of the well-defined tip and veins against my clit and lips was enough for me to cry out in pleasure. I continued the assault on my pussy, as I pictured Will and I standing close as his hips rocked into me. I knew I needed more though and told Will to bend me over when he was ready. I imagined myself being spun around and pushed against a pile of boxes. My ass exposed and thrust up in the air. I adjusted my position on my bed to mimic this the best I could, on all fours with my hands ready to reach down.
I knew that I needed to be taken, right there. To be owned by Will’s cock completely. I took the well lubed dildo and placed it so the tip of it was right at my entrance. Then without any preamble I shoved it inside of me as fast and as hard as I could. I kept pounding that 8” dildo in and out of my pussy again and again, as hard and fast as I could. The pain it caused added to the pleasure I felt.
I lowered my shoulders to the bed so that I could slide my other hand down as well. I found my clit to be rock hard and engorged, much bigger than I had felt it in a long time. It was so sensitive from the rubbing earlier and only needed the lightest touch now to send ripples through me. I used a fingertip to stroke and circle my clit ever so lightly, as my other hand continued to fuck me mercilessly. I pictured Will behind me, holding my hips tightly as he pumped himself in deep lost in my tight and wet warmth.
By changing the angle of the dildo slightly I made sure it was hitting my g-spot with each manic thrust. I knew I was going to squirt; I could feel it build. I let go and felt the first wave coat my hands and drip down to the towel. I knew that my orgasm was not far behind. My clit was throbbing painfully as I continued to stroke it and draw my climax out. In my mind Will was telling me he was about to cum and asking me where he should finish, I told him to bury himself deep and fill me with his cum. I imagined I could feel his cock shudder and release into me. I kept that cock inside of me as I reached my own orgasm, sending waves of my own cum running down my legs and soaking the towel under me.
I collapsed on the bed, bringing the dildo to my lips to lick – imagining I was tasting both of us, not just me. I stood up to clean up and saw movement across the street at the window, I smiled as I closed the blinds- show was over.
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