Still feeling very lightheaded from the kiss and the drinks, I set my bag down on the small table next to the door and stripped out of my dress, tossing it down as I ambled to the kitchen in my heels and lingerie. Getting myself a glass of water, I let my free hand wander between my legs as I sipped. I ran my fingers over my inner thighs, noticing how damp they were from the night’s arousal and the sum of my frustration. Slowly sliding up, I found my clit through the thin, soaked satin of my panties, flicking the hard little nub back and forth with the tip of my finger. Setting my cup down and bracing against the countertop, I moaned softly as I teased and worked between my legs. With my freed hand, I cupped my covered tits, squeezing them firmly and pinching at each nipple. My body became hypersensitive to my own touch, begging me to satisfy its needs. Each squeeze and rub forced another moan from it. My brain was dazed and become only capable of envisioning Colin, and his muscular physique. Each time my fingers found my clit, or teased a nipple, I felt my pussy throb and quiver with bliss. As I made my way to the bedroom, I found myself wishing Colin were waiting on the other side. I discarded my bra in the hallway, and lost my heels on the way to the door. Slipping out of my panties in the doorway, I hung the soaked pair from the door handle before jumping into bed. As I sprawled out, spreading my long, sexy legs in the process, I felt my uncovered lips drool between my thighs. Slipping a finger inside my cunt with ease, I started to work my wet hole, wishing I had a thick cock instead. The more I played, the less I cared whose dick it was.
"Any cock would do at this point," I thought, feeling like a complete tramp, "I just need a good, hard fucking."
As I fingered myself, my other hand found my clit, rubbing it gently, bringing me closer to ecstasy. I rubbed myself in circles as I worked my fingers in and out of my pussy faster and harder. My moans became shouts, forcing me to bite my lip to silence my pleasurable cries. Pushing another finger inside, I began to wiggle my two digits up and down, driving me closer to climax. I rubbed my clit faster, in pace with my jolting fingers and bucking hips. I was so close to orgasm my body ached; but it was soon quenched by a powerful release. I arched my back and let out a shriek of pure satisfaction. Every nerve in my body felt electrified, and after nearly a full minute in rapture, my body collapsed back onto the bed, feeling utterly exhausted.
"Two orgasms and eight hours of slut behavior, all in one day" I thought, before letting out a deep breath. As I started drifting off, falling in and out of consciousness, I knew today was one of the best days of my life. Cuddling into the warmth of my comforter, I hoped tomorrow would be just as fantastic.
I knew, somehow, my feeling marked a change, and as I finally fell asleep, I knew it was for the better.
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