I sat alone in my room, lost in thoughts of you. The feel of your fingers brushing against my skin sent shivers down my spine, and I longed for more of that sensation. Remembering how you made me feel desired and loved only fueled my arousal further. My hands wandered underneath my skirt, tracing the outline of my panties as I imagined it was your hand on mine. As I touched myself in ways I never had before, my breath hitched when I felt how wet I already was with anticipation.
Sliding a finger inside, imagining it was you filling me up, I moaned softly. The sensation was too much for me to handle alone; I needed more. With a sudden burst of desire, I reached for my favorite vibrator. Turning it on low at first, I let the gentle buzz of pleasure wash over me. As I imagined your lips trailing kisses down my neck before suckling on one of my perky nipples as you watched me use the toy, the vibrations grew stronger and more intense with each passing moment. My hips began to rock rhythmically against nothing but air, desperate for release.
As I lay there, basking in the afterglow of my orgasm, I couldn’t help but fantasize about what it would be like to have you with myself in real life. My mind wandered back to our last encounter, remembering how good it felt when your hands touched me. I imagined you slipping off my clothes and worshipping every inch of my body with your lips and fingers, making love to me slowly and passionately.
The thought of you watching me use the vibrator only heightened my desire for both you physically and emotionally. I pictured you guiding my hand as I touched myself, teaching me new ways to pleasure myself while you looked on approvingly. The idea that you would be so turned on by me that you couldn’t resist joining in sent shivers down my spine once again.
My breath hitched when I reached into my tight pussy once more, finding myself even wetter than before. I groaned in pleasure as I slid a second finger inside of me, wanting to feel even more of that fullness and warmth. My fingers moved in sync with the buzzing vibrator, adding another layer of sensation as it continued to tease my clit.
The thought of you seeing me like this – so vulnerable and turned on – only fueled my arousal further. I arched my back slightly, pressing the vibrator harder against my aching pussy as I neared another orgasm.
And then, without warning, the door to my room creaked open. I froze, heart racing in fear that I had been caught. But when I looked up, it was you standing there – your eyes dark with desire and your hands held out for the vibrator.
“Please,” I whispered hoarsely. “I need you.”
As soon as I saw my own pleading look reflected back at me in your eyes, I knew I couldn’t resist any longer. You walked over to my bed and knelt down beside me, taking the vibrator from my trembling hands. Your fingers brushed against mine as you turned it off, and the sudden absence of noise only heightened the intensity of the moment.
Without further hesitation, you slid your fingers into my wet pussy alongside the two that were already inside. I moaned softly at the sensation, arching my back even more in response to your touch. You moved slowly at first, teasing me with every gentle thrust of your fingers.
But as I began to whimper in need, you couldn’t hold back any longer. With one swift motion, you plunged both your fingers and the vibrator deep inside of me, filling me up completely. I cried out your name as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me, my body shuddering beneath yours.
As I came down from my orgasm, I looked at you with eyes that bore into your soul. “Please,” I whispered again, this time begging for more than just release. And in that moment, we both knew we were ready to take things further – no matter what it took.
As our gazes locked, a current of desire passed between us. I could feel your erection pressing against me, a silent promise that you were as turned on by this as I was. You leaned forward and pressed your lips to mine, claiming my mouth in a fierce kiss that left us both breathless.
Your fingers continued to thrust inside of me, finding new rhythms as they sought out my pleasure spots. The vibrations from the toy intensified with every passing second, adding another layer of sensation to an already overwhelming experience. I arched my back, pressing my hips up against your hand in a silent plea for more.
You pulled away from me suddenly, breaking the kiss and leaving me gasping for air. “Tell me what you want,” you whispered hoarsely. Your voice was rough with need, and it only served to heighten my arousal even further.
“I want you inside me,” I breathed back, my eyes never leaving yours. The words felt like they were coming from somewhere deep within me, a primal instinct that couldn’t be denied. “Please.”
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