Laying back on my bed, the pillows and too many scatter cushions that I bought encompass me like a caterpillar inside of my very own cocoon. It’s been a long day and I am ready for bed but my mind is plagued with the thoughts of him.
I close my eyes, my head is thumping and as I try and think of anything else all that happens are hot and steamy images of him and I can’t ignore them.
Instinctively I spread my legs, I try and tell myself no, that I must not this has gone too far and gone on for too long but I can’t help myself. I open my legs wide and slowly guide my hand under the waistband of my baggy pajama pants. I am instantly aroused, parting my soft lips with my finger, diving straight inside of myself with thoughts of him racing around my mind.
His hand around my throat, his cock hard deep inside of me, my body submitting to his, his eyes alive with fire and the masculine urge to fuck me and own my pussy and I want it, I want it so badly.
My fingers explore myself, my clit has swollen, aching to be noticed by me and touched and so I give in, brushing it with my index finger as my middle finger roams around inside of my wet hole. I begin to breathe louder, aware I have to be quiet, I could be heard and that would be very embarrassing.
My other hand roams under my baggy sleep shirt and finds my breasts, perky and ready, begging to be shown off and I make their intensity louder by pulling on my nipples and squeezing my two perky mounds hard. I ache to be fucked but this is doing the job, for now.
I push another finger inside of myself and bring my knees up closer towards me, it feels so good and my mouth is gaping open, the perfect amount so that a cock could just slide into my throat if it wanted to.
My thoughts were filthy and sinful, my fingers were making my knees tremble, I was biting one of decoration only scatter cushions, trying to stop myself from making any noise. I felt my orgasm building, more and more as I played with myself, stopping for a moment only to probe my ass and push a finger inside of my tight, virginal asshole, I couldn’t wait for the day it would be fucked for the first time, hopefully by him.
I stretched it a little with my finger, fucking my asshole before moving my other fingers back to my pussy, focusing once again on my orgasm, the orgasm I shouldn’t be having about this man. I squeeze my breasts, my fingers lost inside of myself, making my thoughts become more and more improper and suddenly my orgasm is here, unbending as it shudders through my pussy and around my body, my moans stifled by the cushion I am biting, my fingers soaked as I pull them from myself. Suddenly a footstep outside, it makes me jump, had someone heard me?
I wait for a moment and hear nothing, turning off my bedside lamp I close my eyes, still in a post-orgasm bliss and I can hear the sweet soft snores of him next door, my sister’s boyfriend tucked up next to her, where I want to be, his cock buried inside of me…