It’s been a long day. Nothing particularly exciting has happened, it’s just been a normal day of work, but for some reason I’ve been horny all day. I’ve tried to distract myself and push it to the back of my mind, but images just keep coming back to me. Maybe it’s because I haven’t had an evening to myself in private for a while. But now it’s finally Friday and I really need some me time, need to release some of the pressure…
Staring of the bus window, I find myself daydreaming. Porn scenes play in my mind’s eye, I imagine another woman’s hands on me and I realise just how desperate I am to get home.
I count down the stops as the bus gets closer to home, willing it to go faster. When it finally arrives and I get off, I set off walking as fast as I can towards my apartment block. Up the lift, along the corridor, and I’m finally back to privacy. Weirdly now I’m here, back in control, I want to test myself to see how long I can wait.
I give myself time to change into something comfy, pour a glass of cheap wine and settle down on the sofa with music playing in the background and lights on dim. I scroll through social media between sips of wine, eventually making my way to the lesbian side of reddit. As my screen fills with scenes of sex and masturbation, I can’t help but let out a sigh of desperation. I read through some erotica, forming mental images of what I wish someone would do to me. I finish the rest of my wine, still scrolling, finally placing a hand between my legs. My pyjamas are soaked more than I realised and my hand slips down the front of them.
My clit is so sensitive my legs are twitching even as I put gentle pressure on it. I keep going with that pressure, knowing how long I’ve waited for this but wanting to draw it out just a little bit longer. Now that my fingers are on my clit I know I’m getting even wetter. I’m throbbing, my pyjamas are even more soaked, so I kick them off and move through to the bedroom.
Lying legs spread on the bed, I can’t fight the desperation anymore. Two fingers then three slip easily inside me and my hands is covered already. Every new touch makes me hornier, but I have to stop touching my clit because I know I’ll cum too quickly if I do. I reach for my bedside draw and fish out my favourite vibrator. Seven inches and just enough to fill me, it’s what I need most right now. I turn the vibrator on to the lowest setting at first and holding it lightly against my vagina. It already feels incredible. All self control leaves me and soon the whole length of it is inside me. I turn the vibration up and thrust it in and out of me. My hips rise, my stomach tenses, and it hits just the right spot inside me. I moan to myself as I hold it there, but more than anything I just want someone to fuck me.
I change my position on the bed, holding the vibrator at the base and riding it. I can’t move fast enough, I fuck the vibrator as hard and fast as I can until I’m close to orgasm. One more stroke would make me cum for sure. Instead I lie the vibrator on the bed, grinding hard on it until I feel the orgasm build in my clit as well. I gasp and moan as I get closer, grinding faster and faster and filling myself with my fingers from behind. I can tell this orgasm is going to be a new level of intensity, my every thought is focussed on how good this feels. Finally I’m as close as I can be. One last thrust of intense vibration on my clit and I cum, hard. I scream into the pillow while my orgasm soaks the sheets behind me. I thrust my vibrator back inside me to keep the waves of pleasure going, it feels as good as orgasm after orgasm. I can’t stop shouting into the pillow at just how good it feels, until finally all the pent up pressure has been released.
Breathless, hot, and wet I lie where I am for a few minutes until I’m sure I can walk. My head is spinning and my legs are weak, but I can’t wait to do this again later.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/na2u15/me_time_lesbian_masterbation_vibrator