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Everyone had always complained that I spent too much time in the shower and wasted all the hot water. I mean, it wasn’t always my fault- it was Winter, let me live a little. But now that for the first time in my life I didn’t have a roommate I could do whatever I want whenever I wanted. I could eat all the peanut butter at 2 am, I could take as long as I needed in the shower, I could walk around naked, I could have sex with whoever I wanted wherever…

But my mind wasn’t focused on the sex most of the time when I lived alone. It was on the fact that nobody could tell me what to do. One particular day, though, was when I thanked my lucky stars that I was alone.

It was a chilly March Saturday morning, before it got warmer and before I had anything to do during the day. My plans started at 3 pm with a couple of my friends so at 10 am I had enough time to spare and take a nice hot shower. Kanye West drove out the sounds of the water hitting the bathtub izmit escort and yelling to his Graduation album was always how I loved starting my days.

Leaving the shower, “Stronger” started playing on my speaker and I went to my room to put on my clothes but hearing the robot Kanye voice say “harder, better, faster, stronger” got my mind wandering. I took off my towel and stared at my naked body in my mirror, so clean. Looking at myself like this turned me on a bit- my D cups, perky, and my nipples already rising. My pussy was completely bare because of the wax I’d gotten a few days before and knowing that made me tremble.

I started off by playing with my breasts, still in front of the mirror. I squeezed them, pushed them together, grabbed them and massaged them like how I wanted a lover to do. I pinched my nipples just hard enough to be on the brink of being painful but all that ran through me was pleasure. God, I was so ready to be filled by that izmit escort bayan point, to just grab a dildo or a hairbrush handle or anything to fck myself with but I kept teasing myself. Ran my hands up and down my waist, my breasts, barely even touching my pubic mound. By the I’d already laid myself down on my bed. I couldn’t even stand up.

A couple more minutes of this teasing and I’d had enough. I was breathing heavily and just wanted something on my pussy. I slowly slid my hand down to it and gently palmed it. The sudden feeling of my hand made me gasp as I went to run my finger up and down my slit, feeling how wet I was for myself. “Such a dirty fucking whore, you. So wet for me already,” I’d told myself. “Practically begging,” I stopped to breathe. “to get fucked. You want to feel something like… this?” I touched my clit and shivers went up through my spine as I moaned. “Ugh, fuck. So eager. So hot. Where’s my fucking dildo?” izmit sınırsız escort I asked myself. I found it rolled off the side of my bed and picked it up, admiring it before inserting it into me.

“Fuck!” I yelled as the dildo slowly slid inside me. It felt so good to be filled, to have something to fuck me. I slowly slid it back out and winced as it left my cunt. I put it back in and started to fuck myself with it, slow at first. “You’re, a fucking slut,” I moaned to myself. I used the other hand that wasn’t fucking myself to touch my clit and rub it in circles. “God, unf, dirty whore. Fuck yourself harder, please, harder, faster,” I told myself. My hips and hand were grinding into each other and my clit was screaming. I felt the familiar orgasmic pit start to build.

“Fuck, you wanna cum, huh?” I asked myself, moaning. “Fine then, bitch.” I started going faster and faster, moaning and screaming louder. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, please cum fuck fuck fuck!!” I yelled as my orgasm hit me. I yelled out louder than I ever had with anyone and slowly retreated the dildo from inside.

I was left breathless after the orgasm and could barely stand up to get on with my day. Another steamy shower can wait.

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