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It had been a long day. I was tired, worn out…fatigue was my new best friend. College had been kicking my ass. I was only a freshmen and already I was utterly convinced that if I had one more test my head would explode. I needed some relief…make that a lot of relief.

I was the biggest virgin on earth, or at least I felt that way. An image of my long time crush popped into my head and I bit my lip. I hadn’t masturbated in a good three months and the thought of touching myself to his image had my pussy gushing.

I leaned back in bed, what I was watching long forgotten. I knew that I could make as much noise as I wanted, my sister wasn’t home and my mom was working overtime.

I typically sleep in short shorts, my size sixteen hips are not ones to be constantly contained and I rub them up and down, pleasurable tingles of awareness shooting up my spine and straight back to my pussy. I could feel my clit harden. I was so ready to cum, to coat my own fingers with my juices.

I imagined my crush kneeling between my legs, his warm breath brushing along my skin, his tongue licking up and down my over sensitized clit.

I pulled my shorts off and flung them across the room before pulling off my tank top. My breast spilled forward, my forty-two double D’s aching to be caressed. I stuck a hand between my legs, parting my pussy lips, canlı bahis şirketleri finding myself wet and ready.

I groaned as I ran my finger over my clit, moving it up and down, my head thrown back.

With my free hand I cupped my breast, pinching my nipple one after the other. I wasn’t much of a moaner, though I wished that I was, I merely spread my legs wider, speeding up my strokes. I felt my legs shake and I knew it was coming.

I was cumming.

It was glorious. I felt my pussy tighten and clench as I came, mumbling my crush’s name. My body shook and as I came down off my high I realized that it wasn’t enough. I was still just as horny as I was before, if not more.

I sat up, frustrated.

I wasn’t sated at all and the thought of ramming something, anything up my cunt, busting my virgin barrier and fucking myself senseless seemed so appealing. But I knew I wouldn’t dare.

I reached a hand down between my legs once more, rolling my finger over my clit in slow circles. I needed to cum at least one more time or I’d be up all night feeling frustrated and that was the last thing I needed.

I turned onto my side on the bed, stuffing two of my fingers inside me and slowly humping my hand. I whispered dirty words to myself like the one’s.

I had read in the countless amount of erotica stored canlı kaçak iddaa on my precious kindle. “Fuck my pussy…I’m so wet, my pussy needs this. I need this.”

I reached behind me, parting my ass cheeks. I fantasized about my crush touching my tightest hole, rubbing me there. When that wasn’t enough I spat on my fingers before inserting them. I was tight and I was nervous as hell, I had never tried this. I had imagined it, anal sex was such a wondrous fascination to me and I longed to try it.

Once I had myself loose enough I stuck in another finger. I gasped, with two fingers in both of my holes I felt full, complete. I licked my lips as

I began to roll my hips back and forth, driving my fingers in and out of myself.

My breathing accelerated, her breast jumping as I began to pump harder…faster, digging deeper inside my ass until my fingers found a delicious sweet spot that made my ass clench with pleasure every time I hit it.

My mouth was wide open, saliva spilling over the side of my bottom lip.

My pussy made pleasant gushing, sticky noses as I finger fucked myself to oblivion.

My hips jerked as my palm came into contact with my clit and I panted, “Yes, fuck my pussy good…fill me up. Fill me up! Make me feel good…I need it. I need to cum. I need to…cum!”

My legs tensed, my toes canlı kaçak bahis curled, my pussy had a spasm as I came first from my pussy, my juices coating my fingers and leaving a large wet spot on my sheets. I pounded into my ass relentlessly until I felt my asshole tighten, my insides squeezed so hard my fingers were basically forced out and I convulsed on my bed, knocking off one of my pillows in the process.

I was breathing hard and my legs were shaking slightly as I smiled in the dark of my room, my body sated. My fingers covered in my own juices.

After I had calmed down I licked, first, the fingers that had been in my pussy. I tasted sweet and sour like my favorite snack, green apples. I stuck my fingers between my legs and gave my clit one last rub before sticking my fingers inside me once more and pulling out my fingers coated in my juices.

I licked them clean before turning my attention the fingers that just been knuckle deep in my ass. I noticed they were a little wet, coated in what looked a clear veil of cum.

A part of me throbbed to fuck my ass again at the discovery as I popped them into my mouth, running my tongue over my fingers.

I laid motionless for a while before sitting up and walking over to my dresser, pulling out a long night shirt. I pulled it on and it stopped at my knees, I knew I couldn’t sleep naked even if I wanted to, the people in my house did not believe in knocking.

Satisfied, I walked back over to my bed, ignoring the wet spot on my sheets, pulled the comforter over me and fell asleep dreaming of crush with his tongue up my cunt.

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