Sarah lets loose
I woke up at 9:45 this morning and, while that may not sound like a big deal, for me it was somewhat shocking. I don't think I've ever slept that late in my life. The last week of exams was over and yesterday was my birthday, so my roommate took me out to celebrate. Her name is Lauren and she is a tall, athletic girl with a bit of a wild streak. She has lovely red hair and freckles over every part of her body that I've seen. We share a townhouse with three other girls, but they have all left for their summer trips, so it's just the two of us for the next few weeks. My name is Sarah, I'm now 22 years old and attending college in the southern United States. I come from a small town and have a very conservative family. My Father and Mother are from Korea and raised me and my siblings with a strict mindset, so I've had a somewhat sheltered life. I was fortunate to get such a great set of roommates for my first time living away from home, I've heard so many horror stories about people getting rude, messy, or problematic roommates, but mine have been fantastic to live with. They all go out almost every weekend dancing, drinking, and hooking up with guys. They've offered to take me out a few times, but until last night, I've always opted out, saying that I had too much schoolwork to do. It's not that I don't want to go, I just always feel so awkward in those types of situations. Last night though, I had no excuses. My work was all finished and Lauren knew it was my birthday, so there was no way out for me. We went to three different clubs, had multiple shots, and danced until the bar closed down. I even got hit on a few times, I would never do anything with them, but the attention was flattering.
I rolled out of bed, still wearing my shirt and underwear from the day before, I had just taken off my pants and blacked out. As I got up, I still felt a little drunk. I put on some sweatpants and stumbled downstairs to get a drink. Lauren left a note on her bedroom door saying that she already left and would be home around 5 that evening. Heading back upstairs, I realized that with everyone now gone, I could take as long in the shower as I wanted, I could even take a bath. Bathroom time is usually limited even with two bathrooms, having five girls all rushing to get ready at the same time means there are a lot of quick showers taken around here. The idea of a long, hot, bath made my entire body tremble, it sounded so good right now. I went back to my room to pick out some clothes to wear for the day. As I gathered my things, I thought about the fact that I really had the entire apartment to myself for the day. I went from a large family to a house full of roommates, and don't think I've ever been home alone before. Thinking about the house being all mine, gave me an idea, a naughty idea.
I stripped off my dirty clothes in front of my open bedroom door and walked out into the hallway naked. Once again, I realize that this is probably not a big deal to most people, but for me, being naked outside of my room, well I might as well have been walking down the middle of the street that way. I have always been very private when it comes to my body. I'm not a prude or anything, just mindful is all. I wear mid-thigh shorts, and long dresses, and always have a bra on, even when I don't really need one. Showing off a lot of skin is just something I was raised to not do, so being naked is a very private thing. I think I've seen all of my roommates naked or in their underwear at this point, but I don't think they have ever seen me in less than my one-piece bathing suit. I walked all around upstairs, feeling the cool air on my naked body. I went downstairs to the living room, into the kitchen, and even passed a few windows, all completely nude. After a few minutes of that, I started getting a little turned on, but that made me a little more self-aware and bashful, so I went back upstairs to take my bath. Back in the bathroom, I started filling the tub with hot water but decided to leave the door open, still feeling a little daring and naughty. Maybe I was still a little drunk from the night before but for some reason, I was feeling very adventurous.
I'll admit, I actually masturbate quite often. Nothing crazy, maybe once or twice a week but, when I do, It's usually in bed, under the covers, and very quietly. Growing up, I shared a room with my sisters, so I had to learn to be very subtle and quiet when I did it. Standing naked in the bathroom with the door wide open made the idea of pleasuring myself here exciting. As I thought about it, I managed to startle myself when I saw movement from across the room. It was just my reflection in a body-length mirror that hung on the wall. I laughed at how silly I was but then, started to really look at myself in the mirror. I eat well and exercise and it shows, my body is trim and firm, my tummy is flat and my breasts, while not huge, are a nice size and very perky. As I looked myself over, I thought about what it would have been like if someone had walked in on me. I then started to pretend that the girl in the mirror was someone else, that had caught me naked with the door open. As I looked at my reflection more, I started to think about me being the one who caught her. Like I was seeing her naked, or we were watching each other that way. The fantasy started taking shape in my mind then, we were in a locker room, or sauna, both just going about our own business. Not supposed to be looking at each other, but still taking little peeks here and there. Maybe we would just give in and watch each other openly, putting on little shows, pushing the boundaries of what is and isn't allowed. I slowly leaned back against the bathtub and let my legs fall open, pretending that the girl in the mirror was watching me.
She followed my motions, and I couldn't help but look at her body. Her dark nipples were hard and puckered from the cool air of the open door. Her pubic hair is black, but thin, light, and whispy. She kept it shaved the same way as I keep mine, in just a cute little strip leading down to her crotch. Her clitoral hood and labia protruded slightly from between her thighs, like a little rose that hadn't yet bloomed. I brought both of my hands up to my chest and gently dragged my fingers over my nipples. I watched as the girl in the mirror shivered with pleasure as she did the same. I stared at her lustfully as she slowly moved her hands down her torso, over her navel, and in between her thighs. She drew a sharp breath and licked her lips as her fingertips caressed the soft folds between her legs. She arched her back and allowed her legs to spread open, showing me the mauve-colored lips of her vagina. She pressed her fingers down, and gently spread those folds open, revealing the glistening inner layers of her wet pussy. She then moved the index finger of her dominant hand over to rub her clit while the index and pointer fingers of her other hand slowly sank into the deep, wet opening below. I was touching myself as I watched her, our movements in perfect harmony. I groaned aloud as we watched each other make love to ourselves. I pretended that the girl in the mirror was someone else, some wanton girl putting on a show for me, wanting others to see her body, enjoying the eyes upon her body as she shamelessly pleasures herself. My mirror girl continued to trace small, firm circles over her swollen clitoris all the while slightly bucking her hips in time with the motion. I watched with heated anticipation as she slipped more of her fingers into her open pussy. With no one else around, we were both free to be as loud and brazen as we liked. I felt so dirty, openly masturbating in front of another person, in a public place where anyone could see.
I gave in to my little mutual masturbation fantasy, pretending to pleasure myself while watching another girl do the same made me really think about how attracted I actually am to that idea. As my orgasm approached, I allowed myself to let loose even more and started talking dirty to her. "Oh yeah, you little slut, stroke that pussy. Make yourself cum from me. That's right, fucking cum for me." I put one knee up on the edge of the tub to show myself off more. "Oh yea, open that little pussy up for mamma, Oh I wanna fucking lick that pussy till you cum in my mouth." I fought to keep my eyes open as an intense orgasm shook my entire body. My thighs pulled together and I slowly slid down to the floor, shaking and quivering in ecstasy. It took me a moment to catch my breath and get my legs back under me. As I stood up, I saw my mirror girl, she was flushed, panting, and beaming with afterglow. As I admired her, I watched as she brought her wet, sticky fingers up and gently caressed my lips. Instinctively, I opened my mouth and allowed her to slip her fingers in, granting me the gift of her sweet taste. I had never done that before, but I loved the way it tasted. I watched myself in the mirror with amazement as I licked and sucked every last drop of my own sex off of my fingers. I've thought about what having sex with another girl would be like, some of my friends are in the LGBTQ community, but I've never actually acted on any of those curiosities, but this little game made me wonder if maybe there is something there that I should look into. I was too spent from my orgasm to think about anything too serious, right now all I wanted to do was soak my tired body and enjoy my afterglow.
After soaking for almost an hour, I decided to actually wash myself. I lathered up my bath pouf, stood up in the tub, and began to wash myself clean. As my hands moved over my still-sensitive body, I began to get aroused again. The orgasm I gave myself was wonderful, but it would seem I needed more than just my fingers. I decided to dry off, go back to my room, and get my secret sex toy. It's actually just an old hairbrush that I flip around and use the handle of as a dildo. I've had it since high school and don't think it's ever actually touched a hair on my head. I've thought about getting a real sex toy but I always chicken out before buying one. I wish I could be as brave and open as Lauren is, I know she has a dildo because I've seen it. She keeps it on the nightstand next to her bed. She usually doesn't even bother putting it away or hiding it, she just leaves it around her room like it's no big deal. I would be mortified if people knew I did that or owned that type of thing. I remember the first time I saw it, I gasped and averted my eyes as if I'd seen her nude or something. She just laughed at me and said it was "nothing to be ashamed of, everyone does it, and it's actually really good for you." She lifted it up and pointed it at me as she spoke and I screamed and ran away, mostly as a joke but I was really uncomfortable. Later, she apologized for making me uncomfortable, and I told her it was fine. She then doubled down on teasing me by saying that, if I ever wanted to borrow it, I could help myself. I'm sure she wasn't being serious and was just trying to make me uncomfortable again, as a joke, but I've thought about it a few times. People would never really do that, right? I'm sure it would be unsanitary for people to share such intimate objects. Maybe if it were cleaned really well or a protective covering was used, something like that? As I thought about it, I passed by Lauren's partially open bedroom door. Maybe I would just look at it?
I pushed the door open and turned on the light. Her room was messy compared to mine with dirty clothes and books strewn all around and her bed left unmade. I looked around the room but didn't see her toy anywhere. I slid open the drawer of her nightstand but it wasn't there, checked her dresser drawers with no luck, and didn't see it on any of her shelves or in her closet. I climbed onto her bed to check in the gap between the bed and the wall where I knew she kept some books and things, but it wasn't there either. As I crawled back across her bed, I felt something under her sheets. I pulled back the covers and found her big, pink, cock shaped dildo just lying in the middle of her bed. It had to be 8 inches long and as big around as my wrist, I hadn't remembered it being so large. As if in a trance, I lifted it off the bed and ran my fingers down its rubber shaft, feeling the soft, smooth rubber and the imitation veins along its length. I was about to put it back and go to my room when I noticed a strong aroma coming off of it. I brought it close to my nose and inhaled the pungent scent. It smelled so strong and fresh that I thought she must have used it recently. It felt slightly sticky and smelled like my fingers do after I play with myself. The soft, familiar smell made me wonder if hers would taste the same way mine does. My curiosity instantly got the better of me and I touched the tip of my tongue against the tip of her dildo. The flavor was similar, but also a little different. I licked around the base of its head and along the shaft, investigating the sweet smell and taste of her pussy. The idea had just hit me, I now know what pussy tastes like, what another woman tastes like, what Lauren tasted like. The realization of what I was doing snapped me out of my trance-like state. I looked across the room and saw myself in her mirror again. I was naked, on my knees in her bed, licking her used dildo. I was so turned on that I couldn't take it anymore. Still watching myself in the mirror, I leaned back and put my feet flat on the edge of her bed, allowing my legs to spread open. The height of the mirror was just right for me to see myself completely. My pussy was so wet and swollen. I pressed down on the hood of my clit and pulled back on it slightly, causing its little head to protrude like a tiny cock. I started to touch myself again but decided to hold off, I wanted to feel more first, I wanted to really fuck this thing. I rolled the dildo around so that it was facing me, positioned its tip against the entrance of my hungry opening, and began to push it in.
It hurt a little at first, the thick silicone cock spread my tight pussy more than anything else had ever done. It slowly, gently worked more and more of the toy into my pussy, with each little push and pull, more of it entered my body. Soon, I had taken enough of it in that the entire head of the rubber dick was being taken in. I rested for a moment so that I could get accustomed to being stretched out so much. I took a deep breath and then started gently working the cock back and forth inside of me again, allowing its head to enter and leave me over and over. Looking up, I saw my reflection again, she was flushed and sweaty, her breasts heaving, and her legs trembling as she struggled to take more of her new love. I winced with a mixture of pleasure and pain as I couldn't help but thrust my hips towards the dildo, forcing a length of its shaft into me. As I writhed on the bed, I moved the sheets under me and saw something else left between them. Reaching under the blanket, I found a pair of Lauren's panties. She must have taken them off before fucking herself with the dildo. Without thinking I brought the soft cotton up to my face and deeply inhaled through them. The scent of her on the toy was nice, but this was incredible. As I released the deep breath I'd taken, I couldn't help but moan loudly. The sweet, musty smell of her pussy was so strong, I was instantly drunk from it. I held the panties to my face with one hand, breathing deeply through them, and continued to work her dildo in and out of my pussy with the other.
I had been sexually curious about girls, and I had definitely noticed how attractive Lauren was, but I had never fantasized or considered doing anything with her before, but right now I wanted to lick her pussy so bad that it hurt. I savored Lauren's soft, musky oder while impaling myself with her sticky, recently used dildo and felt like a woman possessed. The fake cock stretched the walls of my pussy like nothing ever has, and I knew that I would cum very soon without even turning it on. I pushed the cock in as deep as I could as an orgasm violently erupted from deep within my body. My hips started thrusting and bucking uncontrolled and my moans were only slightly muffled by the dirty panties that I held over my face. As I came, I took a deep breath and the fabric of the panties slipped from my fingers and was sucked into my mouth. The pasty cotton crotch of the panties stuck to my tongue and I tasted even more of Lauren's savory sweetness. The taste of creamy discharge coupled with the huge cock sliding in and out of my aching pussy set me off again, and I actually shouted out as I had the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced.
My spasms subsided, but I couldn't stop fucking myself, I still needed more. I flipped over and pressed my face into the bed and stuck my ass up into the air. Now on my knees, I reached back so I could use both hands to pleasure myself. I found the toy's control knob and turned it on to the lowest setting. The soft buzz of the toy penetrated my body, causing areas I'd never felt before to tingle and come alive. I'm not sure if it was the new position, the insane amount of wetness, or the vibrations of the toy, but inch after inch of the dildo just began to disappear into me with little to no resistance. The feelings were so intense, I felt like the toy was going to split me in two, but at the same time, I desperately wanted more of it inside of me. Lauren's panties were now soaked with my own drool and saliva, they had become like a gag for me, helping to muffle my grunts and moans. I increased the power level on the vibrator some more as I pumped it in and out of my pussy. I arched my back to allow even more of the dildo's length into me. At this point, more than half of it was deep inside of my pussy. Once more I increased the vibration of the toy, this time to the maximum speed. It felt like it was causing my very soul to vibrate. With each increase in intensity, more of the dildo entered my torso. I could almost feel its tip in the pit of my stomach and chest now. Each time the dildo moved into and out of my pussy, it made wet, sucking noises. My muscles tightened as I readied for another orgasm. I was so close to cumming, but then I suddenly felt like I had to pee.
Ignoring my blatter, I fucked myself as fast and as hard as I could, trying to get that last release that I needed. No longer needing my free hand to operate the toy, I instead moved it up and pressed a finger against my butthole. Most of the girls I have heard talk about it say that anal sex is gross and painful, but I have always secretly thought of it as sexy. Sometimes when I touch myself, I stick a finger into my ass and it almost always helps me finish. Everything down there was so wet that, when I started to push my middle finger into my butt, it slid right in with no trouble. I started making little swirls and "come here" motions with my finger, stimulating the insides of my anus. I could feel a weight building up in the pit of my stomach, my senses were on fire, and each thrust of the dildo made me loudly grunt. I started shouting "FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER!" while trying to keep myself steady on the soaking wet bedsheets.
When I came, it was so hard that I lost grip of the dildo. The wet toy slipped out of my hand as a gush of hot liquid erupted from my spasming pussy. The liquid hit my hand and splashed all over me, ran down my thighs, and dripped onto the bed. I had no idea what was happening but could feel another convulsion starting. Another spray of liquid gushed from between my legs. Without my hand and the toy in the way to stop it, the next one sprayed from me like a fountain. I had never had that happen before and was not expecting it at all. I've heard of girls who "squirted" but never dreamed that it was like this. The first spray got me and the bed, but the second one left splash marks on the wall and mirror that I had been watching myself in. My pussy juice was literally running down the walls and soaking into the carpet.
I just lay there in shock over what had just happened. Waiting for my breathing and heart rate to return to normal, I realized that the dildo was still buzzing on the floor next to the bed. As I turned the vibrator off, I heard Lauren's voice calling out from downstairs. "Hey, are you alright? I thought I heard something," she called out and every bit of pleasure that I had just been filled with was replaced with dread. I was dripping wet with sweat and cum. Her dildo and panties were obviously used. Not to mention that her mattress, bedsheets and blankets, carpet, wall, and dresser were all soaking wet. The room smelled strongly of sex, and I could hear the sound of her walking up the stairs. I was about to be caught.
I rolled out of bed, still wearing my shirt and underwear from the day before, I had just taken off my pants and blacked out. As I got up, I still felt a little drunk. I put on some sweatpants and stumbled downstairs to get a drink. Lauren left a note on her bedroom door saying that she already left and would be home around 5 that evening. Heading back upstairs, I realized that with everyone now gone, I could take as long in the shower as I wanted, I could even take a bath. Bathroom time is usually limited even with two bathrooms, having five girls all rushing to get ready at the same time means there are a lot of quick showers taken around here. The idea of a long, hot, bath made my entire body tremble, it sounded so good right now. I went back to my room to pick out some clothes to wear for the day. As I gathered my things, I thought about the fact that I really had the entire apartment to myself for the day. I went from a large family to a house full of roommates, and don't think I've ever been home alone before. Thinking about the house being all mine, gave me an idea, a naughty idea.
I stripped off my dirty clothes in front of my open bedroom door and walked out into the hallway naked. Once again, I realize that this is probably not a big deal to most people, but for me, being naked outside of my room, well I might as well have been walking down the middle of the street that way. I have always been very private when it comes to my body. I'm not a prude or anything, just mindful is all. I wear mid-thigh shorts, and long dresses, and always have a bra on, even when I don't really need one. Showing off a lot of skin is just something I was raised to not do, so being naked is a very private thing. I think I've seen all of my roommates naked or in their underwear at this point, but I don't think they have ever seen me in less than my one-piece bathing suit. I walked all around upstairs, feeling the cool air on my naked body. I went downstairs to the living room, into the kitchen, and even passed a few windows, all completely nude. After a few minutes of that, I started getting a little turned on, but that made me a little more self-aware and bashful, so I went back upstairs to take my bath. Back in the bathroom, I started filling the tub with hot water but decided to leave the door open, still feeling a little daring and naughty. Maybe I was still a little drunk from the night before but for some reason, I was feeling very adventurous.
I'll admit, I actually masturbate quite often. Nothing crazy, maybe once or twice a week but, when I do, It's usually in bed, under the covers, and very quietly. Growing up, I shared a room with my sisters, so I had to learn to be very subtle and quiet when I did it. Standing naked in the bathroom with the door wide open made the idea of pleasuring myself here exciting. As I thought about it, I managed to startle myself when I saw movement from across the room. It was just my reflection in a body-length mirror that hung on the wall. I laughed at how silly I was but then, started to really look at myself in the mirror. I eat well and exercise and it shows, my body is trim and firm, my tummy is flat and my breasts, while not huge, are a nice size and very perky. As I looked myself over, I thought about what it would have been like if someone had walked in on me. I then started to pretend that the girl in the mirror was someone else, that had caught me naked with the door open. As I looked at my reflection more, I started to think about me being the one who caught her. Like I was seeing her naked, or we were watching each other that way. The fantasy started taking shape in my mind then, we were in a locker room, or sauna, both just going about our own business. Not supposed to be looking at each other, but still taking little peeks here and there. Maybe we would just give in and watch each other openly, putting on little shows, pushing the boundaries of what is and isn't allowed. I slowly leaned back against the bathtub and let my legs fall open, pretending that the girl in the mirror was watching me.
She followed my motions, and I couldn't help but look at her body. Her dark nipples were hard and puckered from the cool air of the open door. Her pubic hair is black, but thin, light, and whispy. She kept it shaved the same way as I keep mine, in just a cute little strip leading down to her crotch. Her clitoral hood and labia protruded slightly from between her thighs, like a little rose that hadn't yet bloomed. I brought both of my hands up to my chest and gently dragged my fingers over my nipples. I watched as the girl in the mirror shivered with pleasure as she did the same. I stared at her lustfully as she slowly moved her hands down her torso, over her navel, and in between her thighs. She drew a sharp breath and licked her lips as her fingertips caressed the soft folds between her legs. She arched her back and allowed her legs to spread open, showing me the mauve-colored lips of her vagina. She pressed her fingers down, and gently spread those folds open, revealing the glistening inner layers of her wet pussy. She then moved the index finger of her dominant hand over to rub her clit while the index and pointer fingers of her other hand slowly sank into the deep, wet opening below. I was touching myself as I watched her, our movements in perfect harmony. I groaned aloud as we watched each other make love to ourselves. I pretended that the girl in the mirror was someone else, some wanton girl putting on a show for me, wanting others to see her body, enjoying the eyes upon her body as she shamelessly pleasures herself. My mirror girl continued to trace small, firm circles over her swollen clitoris all the while slightly bucking her hips in time with the motion. I watched with heated anticipation as she slipped more of her fingers into her open pussy. With no one else around, we were both free to be as loud and brazen as we liked. I felt so dirty, openly masturbating in front of another person, in a public place where anyone could see.
I gave in to my little mutual masturbation fantasy, pretending to pleasure myself while watching another girl do the same made me really think about how attracted I actually am to that idea. As my orgasm approached, I allowed myself to let loose even more and started talking dirty to her. "Oh yeah, you little slut, stroke that pussy. Make yourself cum from me. That's right, fucking cum for me." I put one knee up on the edge of the tub to show myself off more. "Oh yea, open that little pussy up for mamma, Oh I wanna fucking lick that pussy till you cum in my mouth." I fought to keep my eyes open as an intense orgasm shook my entire body. My thighs pulled together and I slowly slid down to the floor, shaking and quivering in ecstasy. It took me a moment to catch my breath and get my legs back under me. As I stood up, I saw my mirror girl, she was flushed, panting, and beaming with afterglow. As I admired her, I watched as she brought her wet, sticky fingers up and gently caressed my lips. Instinctively, I opened my mouth and allowed her to slip her fingers in, granting me the gift of her sweet taste. I had never done that before, but I loved the way it tasted. I watched myself in the mirror with amazement as I licked and sucked every last drop of my own sex off of my fingers. I've thought about what having sex with another girl would be like, some of my friends are in the LGBTQ community, but I've never actually acted on any of those curiosities, but this little game made me wonder if maybe there is something there that I should look into. I was too spent from my orgasm to think about anything too serious, right now all I wanted to do was soak my tired body and enjoy my afterglow.
After soaking for almost an hour, I decided to actually wash myself. I lathered up my bath pouf, stood up in the tub, and began to wash myself clean. As my hands moved over my still-sensitive body, I began to get aroused again. The orgasm I gave myself was wonderful, but it would seem I needed more than just my fingers. I decided to dry off, go back to my room, and get my secret sex toy. It's actually just an old hairbrush that I flip around and use the handle of as a dildo. I've had it since high school and don't think it's ever actually touched a hair on my head. I've thought about getting a real sex toy but I always chicken out before buying one. I wish I could be as brave and open as Lauren is, I know she has a dildo because I've seen it. She keeps it on the nightstand next to her bed. She usually doesn't even bother putting it away or hiding it, she just leaves it around her room like it's no big deal. I would be mortified if people knew I did that or owned that type of thing. I remember the first time I saw it, I gasped and averted my eyes as if I'd seen her nude or something. She just laughed at me and said it was "nothing to be ashamed of, everyone does it, and it's actually really good for you." She lifted it up and pointed it at me as she spoke and I screamed and ran away, mostly as a joke but I was really uncomfortable. Later, she apologized for making me uncomfortable, and I told her it was fine. She then doubled down on teasing me by saying that, if I ever wanted to borrow it, I could help myself. I'm sure she wasn't being serious and was just trying to make me uncomfortable again, as a joke, but I've thought about it a few times. People would never really do that, right? I'm sure it would be unsanitary for people to share such intimate objects. Maybe if it were cleaned really well or a protective covering was used, something like that? As I thought about it, I passed by Lauren's partially open bedroom door. Maybe I would just look at it?
I pushed the door open and turned on the light. Her room was messy compared to mine with dirty clothes and books strewn all around and her bed left unmade. I looked around the room but didn't see her toy anywhere. I slid open the drawer of her nightstand but it wasn't there, checked her dresser drawers with no luck, and didn't see it on any of her shelves or in her closet. I climbed onto her bed to check in the gap between the bed and the wall where I knew she kept some books and things, but it wasn't there either. As I crawled back across her bed, I felt something under her sheets. I pulled back the covers and found her big, pink, cock shaped dildo just lying in the middle of her bed. It had to be 8 inches long and as big around as my wrist, I hadn't remembered it being so large. As if in a trance, I lifted it off the bed and ran my fingers down its rubber shaft, feeling the soft, smooth rubber and the imitation veins along its length. I was about to put it back and go to my room when I noticed a strong aroma coming off of it. I brought it close to my nose and inhaled the pungent scent. It smelled so strong and fresh that I thought she must have used it recently. It felt slightly sticky and smelled like my fingers do after I play with myself. The soft, familiar smell made me wonder if hers would taste the same way mine does. My curiosity instantly got the better of me and I touched the tip of my tongue against the tip of her dildo. The flavor was similar, but also a little different. I licked around the base of its head and along the shaft, investigating the sweet smell and taste of her pussy. The idea had just hit me, I now know what pussy tastes like, what another woman tastes like, what Lauren tasted like. The realization of what I was doing snapped me out of my trance-like state. I looked across the room and saw myself in her mirror again. I was naked, on my knees in her bed, licking her used dildo. I was so turned on that I couldn't take it anymore. Still watching myself in the mirror, I leaned back and put my feet flat on the edge of her bed, allowing my legs to spread open. The height of the mirror was just right for me to see myself completely. My pussy was so wet and swollen. I pressed down on the hood of my clit and pulled back on it slightly, causing its little head to protrude like a tiny cock. I started to touch myself again but decided to hold off, I wanted to feel more first, I wanted to really fuck this thing. I rolled the dildo around so that it was facing me, positioned its tip against the entrance of my hungry opening, and began to push it in.
It hurt a little at first, the thick silicone cock spread my tight pussy more than anything else had ever done. It slowly, gently worked more and more of the toy into my pussy, with each little push and pull, more of it entered my body. Soon, I had taken enough of it in that the entire head of the rubber dick was being taken in. I rested for a moment so that I could get accustomed to being stretched out so much. I took a deep breath and then started gently working the cock back and forth inside of me again, allowing its head to enter and leave me over and over. Looking up, I saw my reflection again, she was flushed and sweaty, her breasts heaving, and her legs trembling as she struggled to take more of her new love. I winced with a mixture of pleasure and pain as I couldn't help but thrust my hips towards the dildo, forcing a length of its shaft into me. As I writhed on the bed, I moved the sheets under me and saw something else left between them. Reaching under the blanket, I found a pair of Lauren's panties. She must have taken them off before fucking herself with the dildo. Without thinking I brought the soft cotton up to my face and deeply inhaled through them. The scent of her on the toy was nice, but this was incredible. As I released the deep breath I'd taken, I couldn't help but moan loudly. The sweet, musty smell of her pussy was so strong, I was instantly drunk from it. I held the panties to my face with one hand, breathing deeply through them, and continued to work her dildo in and out of my pussy with the other.
I had been sexually curious about girls, and I had definitely noticed how attractive Lauren was, but I had never fantasized or considered doing anything with her before, but right now I wanted to lick her pussy so bad that it hurt. I savored Lauren's soft, musky oder while impaling myself with her sticky, recently used dildo and felt like a woman possessed. The fake cock stretched the walls of my pussy like nothing ever has, and I knew that I would cum very soon without even turning it on. I pushed the cock in as deep as I could as an orgasm violently erupted from deep within my body. My hips started thrusting and bucking uncontrolled and my moans were only slightly muffled by the dirty panties that I held over my face. As I came, I took a deep breath and the fabric of the panties slipped from my fingers and was sucked into my mouth. The pasty cotton crotch of the panties stuck to my tongue and I tasted even more of Lauren's savory sweetness. The taste of creamy discharge coupled with the huge cock sliding in and out of my aching pussy set me off again, and I actually shouted out as I had the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced.
My spasms subsided, but I couldn't stop fucking myself, I still needed more. I flipped over and pressed my face into the bed and stuck my ass up into the air. Now on my knees, I reached back so I could use both hands to pleasure myself. I found the toy's control knob and turned it on to the lowest setting. The soft buzz of the toy penetrated my body, causing areas I'd never felt before to tingle and come alive. I'm not sure if it was the new position, the insane amount of wetness, or the vibrations of the toy, but inch after inch of the dildo just began to disappear into me with little to no resistance. The feelings were so intense, I felt like the toy was going to split me in two, but at the same time, I desperately wanted more of it inside of me. Lauren's panties were now soaked with my own drool and saliva, they had become like a gag for me, helping to muffle my grunts and moans. I increased the power level on the vibrator some more as I pumped it in and out of my pussy. I arched my back to allow even more of the dildo's length into me. At this point, more than half of it was deep inside of my pussy. Once more I increased the vibration of the toy, this time to the maximum speed. It felt like it was causing my very soul to vibrate. With each increase in intensity, more of the dildo entered my torso. I could almost feel its tip in the pit of my stomach and chest now. Each time the dildo moved into and out of my pussy, it made wet, sucking noises. My muscles tightened as I readied for another orgasm. I was so close to cumming, but then I suddenly felt like I had to pee.
Ignoring my blatter, I fucked myself as fast and as hard as I could, trying to get that last release that I needed. No longer needing my free hand to operate the toy, I instead moved it up and pressed a finger against my butthole. Most of the girls I have heard talk about it say that anal sex is gross and painful, but I have always secretly thought of it as sexy. Sometimes when I touch myself, I stick a finger into my ass and it almost always helps me finish. Everything down there was so wet that, when I started to push my middle finger into my butt, it slid right in with no trouble. I started making little swirls and "come here" motions with my finger, stimulating the insides of my anus. I could feel a weight building up in the pit of my stomach, my senses were on fire, and each thrust of the dildo made me loudly grunt. I started shouting "FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER!" while trying to keep myself steady on the soaking wet bedsheets.
When I came, it was so hard that I lost grip of the dildo. The wet toy slipped out of my hand as a gush of hot liquid erupted from my spasming pussy. The liquid hit my hand and splashed all over me, ran down my thighs, and dripped onto the bed. I had no idea what was happening but could feel another convulsion starting. Another spray of liquid gushed from between my legs. Without my hand and the toy in the way to stop it, the next one sprayed from me like a fountain. I had never had that happen before and was not expecting it at all. I've heard of girls who "squirted" but never dreamed that it was like this. The first spray got me and the bed, but the second one left splash marks on the wall and mirror that I had been watching myself in. My pussy juice was literally running down the walls and soaking into the carpet.
I just lay there in shock over what had just happened. Waiting for my breathing and heart rate to return to normal, I realized that the dildo was still buzzing on the floor next to the bed. As I turned the vibrator off, I heard Lauren's voice calling out from downstairs. "Hey, are you alright? I thought I heard something," she called out and every bit of pleasure that I had just been filled with was replaced with dread. I was dripping wet with sweat and cum. Her dildo and panties were obviously used. Not to mention that her mattress, bedsheets and blankets, carpet, wall, and dresser were all soaking wet. The room smelled strongly of sex, and I could hear the sound of her walking up the stairs. I was about to be caught.
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