home alone

I was bored, had spent all day locked in my house doing nothing, I was bored. I had done exercise, seen movies, I’ve tried everything to avoid boredom, but nothing had been enough, I was still feeling bored.

 Well, I had done it all, except for one thing. One super fun thing.

 I got out of bed and took off my clothes, it was time to get a good masturbation before sleep.

 I lay down on the bed again and spread my legs, letting the cold air from my room enter in my vagina. I sucked one of my fingers and filled it from my saliva, licked it very well, then I inserted it into my vagina, moving it in and out of it, masturbating me slowly and gently at first, and then quickly and beastly.

 I sucked the index finger of my other hand and softly touched my clit with it, I pressed over my clit and then started to make circles with my finger , filling my body with pleasure.  I started to moan a little.

 I felt myself stroking inside, as if I were tickling my body, I liked that sensation, I cannot control it, the pleasure was my owner. A heat grew inside my belly, giving me the sensation that I needed to pee, this was the kind of pure pleasure that you feel before you have an orgasm.

 I felt like the heat grew  inside of me and I realized that I was about to come, I stopped there, I wanted to play with my limits so that I could feel a lot more pleasure when I finally came. I didn’t want something quick that night.

 I breathed for a few seconds, trying to relax my body and remembering the pleasure I just made me feel.

 Who said you needed a partner to be able to feel pleasure? You can make yourself feel more pleasure than anyone. You control your body! I know where to touch myself, I know where I like it, I know how I have to move, I know when I have to go fast and when I have to go slow. I am the owner of my orgasms and I do not have to respond to anyone.

 After resting my body  for a while I returned to masturbate me again, this time with 3 fingers in, it enter easily because my vagina was completely wet. With my other hand I continued to stimulating my clitoris, pinching it sometimes and moving it in circles.

 My fingers moved slowly inside me, making me feel a sweet torture and  making me plead for more. Moving it in and out, in and out. I began to groan at the rhythm of my fingers, they were slow, soft groans. I loved to hear myself moaning, it excited me even more, in my mind my voice sounded so hot.

 The heat grew back inside me, I felt my body shudder, I was becoming excited again, I was reaching my limit again. I felt even more wet and I started to moan even louder.

 My fingers began to move faster and deeper, penetrating strong and sure, just like I liked. I felt like I was approaching my climax again and I withdrew my hand at that moment.

 I felt a little annoyed with myself, I wanted to finish, I wanted to come with all my strength, but I knew that if I hold on a little more then I would be grateful for it.

 I calmed down again, thinking again of pleasure, with my hands I touched all my body, my fingers felt wet from my juices. I touched my breasts, my belly, my hips,  I touched me sensually, stroking every inch of  my skin. I touched my thighs, my vagina and then went back up to my breasts. There I pinched my nipples, pulled them a little, I moaned with every touch of my hands.

 Then I went back down, I touched my hips, my thighs and I stopped in my vagina, I stroked it outside for a long time, and when I felt that it was enough I proceeded to put my left hand in it.

 This time I penetrated with fury, quickly. My right hand stimulated my clit again, made it fast too. I was going crazy, a sea of ​​sensations crooked through my mind, the tickles I felt inside me and the heat that felt my clit every time I brushed. There was a moment when I could not tell where I was caressing.

 The pleasure clouded my mind, I could not see anything, I could not speak, I could only feel. My legs began to tremble, the urge to pee back, the heat that I felt inside me became a huge flame, a flame impossible to extinguish, I could not think of anything that was not pleasure.

 My hips began to move, it cost me a world to continue with my movements, my whole body was shaking, I wanted to stop but at the same time I wanted more.

 I kept penetrating me until I felt that I was about to come, this time I did not stop, this time I did not take away my hands, this time I was faster when I felt close, and with a gasp I came.

 My body shook for a few seconds, my left hand stopped, but my right hand continued to give touches to  my clit, lengthening my orgasm even more, lengthening the sensation of pleasure that filled me at that moment.

I lay on my bed, legs open, unable to move or do anything that requires some kind of physical effort. I intended to sleep in that way, but my  dog spencer came into the room, immediately went up to my bed to sleep with me, he was used to it, but he was not used to find me in this way.

 Spencer came up to me and smelled me, sniffed my vagina and then did something totally unexpected, began to lick it. His long tongue spanned my entire vagina, from my clit to my hole.

 I did not want to push him away, I wanted him to keep licking my vagina, I felt uncomfortable but this was so exciting, his tongue was even better than my fingers. He licked me with strength and perseverance.

 I thought my previous orgasm had left me dry, but my vagina was getting wet again from my juices as from the saliva of my dog.

 Spencer was a good boy, he was making me feel great pleasure, with my hands I squeezed my breasts, stimulated me even more, I wanted to came again, and if Spencer was still like this, I was going to achieve it.

 Again I felt like my whole body was shaking, I felt tired, but desirous of more, my body was on the limit, all my sensations are maximized, pleasure was uncontrollable, tremors were uncontrollable, for a moment I felt I was going to faint, but still my hips started to move so that spencer could lick me better, because although I felt that my body was dying, my desire to feel pleasure was greater.

 I let myself be carried away by the pleasure that his licks were giving me and when I felt that I could not more, I reached my orgasm.

 It was a long, powerful orgasm, I shook hard, I could not move, I closed my eyes, and when I stopped, I breathed several times. My pulse was racing, my legs felt weak.

 Spencer lay down beside me, with the little strength left in my body I began to caress his head, this dog deserved to be congratulated, today he made an excellent job.

My body began to relax, I could feel my legs again, my pulse slowed. I started to feel active again.

  I felt completely happy, I had just had the best 2 orgasms of my life, the first one in a way I’m used to, but the second one was a complete new experience for me. I would never have thought that Spencer could make me come that way, it gave me another reason to stay single. Why did I need a partner if I had my hands and my dog?

  This was going to mark a major change in my life, Spencer had learned a new trick that I would practice with him everyday.
  I felt perverted, mistress of my life, and also very tired.

I lay down, ready to have the best dream of my life, tomorrow would be a great day I was sure of that, I would have my morning orgasm with the help of Spencer.

  I closed my eyes and I remembered all the pleasure I felt today, after having spent such a boring day, had managed to have fun before going to sleep.

  The dream covered me with a veil, and while I slept, my body was still shaken by the orgasms I had before sleeping.