Lonely girl

I greatly enjoy my alone time, and by this I mean masturbation. I rarely get to have full privacy and alone time, but when I do I make full use of it.

I am not very extravagant when it comes to self-pleasing me, usually going with a soft fingering and that is pretty much it. I am, however, a big squirter and this translates into creating my own little messes, even if I do not want to. It’s bothersome sometimes, so I usually masturbate myself in the shower.

I go in slowly with one finger and stimulate my clit until it starts to feel warm, then I begin to slide one or two more fingers into it slowly, stretching my pussy and diving deeper into my pink, wet and warm insides. It’s been a while since I last felt a dick inside me, but this was not very different. I was really used to my own hands by now. I just continue to please myself until I begin to gush.

I have a few sex toys laying around hidden in my apartment, which I keep away from anybody to ever finding out about. I am a respected lawyer and I would not like people to know I am a kinky, oftentimes horny lady when no one is looking. I have maybe 3 dildos and a vibrator, which is my favorite. It is what I use the most when I get some time to please myself.

When I lay on bed, my legs spread open, I slowly tease my vagina using the vibrator, then slide it slowly inside of me. I turn it on and let it stimulate my insides as my legs twitch, and I feel the euphoria take over my body. I start to fuck myself with the vibrator faster and harder, eventually gushing out and leaving a mess over my bed.

The downside to this is that I actually have to get up and change the sheets before falling asleep, which is another reason why I prefer to masturbate in my shower. I do not use the vibrator in the shower, however, in fear it may stop working or maybe give a shock to my vagina and roast it.

Sometimes, I like to think of the men I have been with while I masturbate, but then I get rowdier with my body. The last boyfriend I had was around one and half year ago, and he was not very good at relationships but fantastic at sex. I really liked fucking him. He did not have the biggest dick exactly, but he knew how to use his tool very well.

He would screw me on my bed as if nothing. He was in very good physical condition, and he was able to finger myself way better than I could, thanks to his sheer force and high sex drive. Whenever I thought about him while masturbating, I would gush bigger loads. I did not miss the relationship at all, but I did miss the sex.

More than once, he fucked me in the shower. Maybe that is why I found it so thrilling to masturbate there. He held me up with his big muscles while penetrating my pussy, and rubbing my clit with his free hand, making me gush as soon as he pulled out. I have tried to imitate this using my dildos, but it is not the same. He made my vagina red by thrusting onto me with his force, something I could never quite recreate by myself.

My boyfriend before that one was a slim guy, with a really big penis. When we began fucking it was quite painful, but over time it became really pleasurable and amazing. He was also crazy with positions, so fucking was always entertaining. I have a rather large dildo that I like to use when I think of the times I fucked with him.

I slide the dildo slowly into me, feeling it fill my insides. I admit I have even moaned the names of ex lovers that I imagine myself fucking with while I masturbate myself. It is a little embarrassing but adds to the overall feeling of the moment. When I am feeling too rowdy, I like to penetrate myself with two dildos and imagine its two of my exes fucking me simultaneously. This is rare but feels very good.

Speaking about which, I have never been double penetrated before, not by two men at least, because if we count being fucked by two dildos as double penetration for real, then I am guilty of it and very much so. I like to fuck my pussy using the larger dildo, getting me all wet and gushing, and using the smaller one in my ass for extra pleasure.

Whenever I get too horny, I think of my French ex. He was a bit chubby, and his dick was also fat. Even if his shape was not the best, he was very romantic and sensual when we fucked. I really enjoyed it. He usually fucked my pussy and fingered my ass when we fucked, and he was very savage while doing so. He was probably my wildest boyfriend, but I think most Europeans are crazy at sex anyway. I do not usually miss my exes but I do miss him. He was very good.

By now, I have begun rubbing my clitoris as I type. Whenever I think of my French boyfriend, I get horny, even if only so slightly. Once, he came home from work and found me masturbating. The rest is story, but I will give a few details just for the sake of this story. He saw me, legs spread open on our bed, with a dildo entering my vagina, and maybe got upset that I was using a dildo instead of waiting for his real meat to be inside of me.

He basically ripped apart his clothes and dove his face into my vagina, throwing the dildo away. He licked me deep down and made me wet faster than I could with the dildo, then stood up and began fucking me forcefully. I squirted a lot over him. I remember he let out a big load over my abdomen when he was done, it was one of the messiest sex I have had, with all the squirting and the semen over me. He bent down to kiss me afterwards, and we took a shower together. There, he ate my pussy once again.

I have gotten myself quite worked up by writing this story. I’ll share something else before going to finger myself. Once, I was in my law office, absolutely bored and there was not much people around because it was the night shift. I was horny and had to work for 2 more hours, so to kill some time and relax I decided to masturbate, right there in the office.

I spread my legs open, took my panties down and slid my fingers up from under my skirt, getting them into my already warm pussy, which was itching to have something inside it already. I fingered myself slowly, because I knew I was going to make a mess, so I went calmly so my gushing would not be so loud. In the end, I did make a puddle after my legs felt like jelly and I let a big load out, getting the floor and my skirt wet. I had to go look for a mop to clean up and all I said was that a cup of water fell over me as I tried to drink it. I laughed while telling that and I think it made it more believable.

I do not know if my story will turn anyone on, but I did enjoy writing this and got myself turned on while doing so. It made me remember my exes and the fun times we had… maybe it is time I look for a new boyfriend so he can show me how it feels to have a hard cock inside of me, and then if we break up I’ll have more things to imagine and remember while I fuck myself using my fingers, dildos and vibrator.