Alone in her bed
Hot bothered and as horny as hell...
She threw back the covers in frustration, as she glanced at her clock for the fifth time that night.
Quarter past three, and she had not had one single wink of sleep yet!
The short babydoll nightgown that she wore, felt scratchy and heavy and... just too much!
It tickled at her thighs making her itch and wanting to scratch, and so with a little groan she pulled it up – to her waist, bunching it onto her belly and relieving her thighs of its pressure.
She ran her fingers down her thighs, and sighed with pleasure as her nails lightly grazed her skin.
She ran her fingers up her thighs, and groaned again at the tingling sensation; and her thighs parted of their own accord.
She rubbed her hands lightly up and down her inner thighs occasionally hooking her fingers so that her nails could scratch – in the most, wicked of fashions.
Her hands slowed a little as they drifted up her legs, and her fingers touched that moist sensitive spot.
The tiny flicker of pleasure that rushed through her body had her hands halting where they were and her back arching.
The spaghetti straps of her nighty slipped down her arms and her breast popped free, full and aching with hard nipples, just begging to be touched.
One hand drifted up over her nightgown to gently caress, her aching flesh, and her other hand began to rub slowly and gently on her throbbing clit.
She rubbed in slow hypnotic circles, pressing a little hard every now and then and sending another flicker of pleasure through her.
Her fingers were getter wetter and wetter, and she could smell her own arousal as she pinched and tweaked at her nipple.
It was three o’clock in the morning and more than anything else at that moment – she wanted to be fucked... to be penetrated and filled.
With a low moan she rolled onto her side and pulled open the bottom drawer of her bed side cabinet.
She fumbled in the darkness until her hand found the hard object of her desire, her friend, her pet, and lover, her new toy; ‘the rabbit’.
She had bought it online, and waited excitedly for it to be delivered.
When it had arrived and she had pulled it from its package, her first feeling was of being intimidated. It was so big – and hard, and when she put the batteries in and switched it on...
She had not dared to use it yet, and so it had sat in her bottom drawer silently mocking her.
But tonight...
Tonight she felt empty, she felt needy... she just knew that nothing less would do.
She fiddled with its switches in the darkness and her sleepy state; and when she was sure that she had it on the right settings, she slowly slid it down her body, allowing it to rub along her skin, allowing her body to feel it before it violated her.
She rubbed it down her thigh and slid it between her legs...
The tip of it touched her hard swollen clit, and another wave of pleasure mixed with high expectation – washed over her.
She pushed slowly but determinedly, and it found her hole...
She was hot and she was horny and she was wet as wet could be, and the big hard object slid slowly but easily into her.
She felt herself stretching to accommodate it, and her groan of pleasure was vocal enough to have woken anyone else... had she been living with anyone else.
But she was fortunate that she lived alone in her detached little house, and – within reason – she could make almost as much noise as she wanted to make, and not disturb her neighbours.
She pushed it harder and it buried itself inside her, filling her like she had never felt filled before.
The little whiskers of the thing, rested against her clit, and waited in expectation of being brought to life.
For long moments, she just lay there, with the foreign object in her pussy, and her clit quivering against those rubbery pleasure givers.
She moved a shaking hand up to her breast and for a moment just enjoyed her own caresses....
Her breasts were full, her nipples were hard, her clit was aching with need and her pussy was full...
She found the ‘on’ switch... and pressed it...
Her head went back and her eyes closed helplessly, as her groans and moans began.
Her back arched and her legs spread wider, and the sensations ripped through her body in waves of pleasure.
“Oh yes!” she cried out as she rested her hand lightly on the whiskers, amplifying the vibration against her clitoris.
The big hard torpedo shaped part hummed and pulsated inside her, and the head part of it began to slowly turn...
Her first orgasm swept over her, and she whimpered and groaned, and her legs bent to lift her ass off the bed.
She rolled over onto her side, and closed herself around the humming vibrating, wonder – that was her new best friend.
