Did he really pass out on me already? I should have known he was all talk and no action. He promised tonight would be different. Haha! Seriously, did he think he could satisfy me after just a ten minute quick fuck? He kissed me a couple times, fingered me for a few minutes to make sure I was nice and wet for him and then wham bam thank you, ma’am. Next thing I know, he pulled out and rolled over with a thanks babe that was great. He was asleep and snoring in a matter of minutes. We’d discussed this, he knew that foreplay was a must for me. I needed more from him. My body wasn’t just a cum dump for him to deposit his emission in. I needed to be seduced and loved or, at a minimum, teased to the point where I desired him. If he at least did that, I could let myself respond.

He disgusted and pissed me off by considering only his needs and not mine. I got out of bed and opening my nightstand drawer I grabbed my trusty vibe, pulled my robe on and went to the bathroom to wash out the remains of his cum from my pussy. I brushed my hair and teeth and looked at myself in the mirror. I liked what I saw. The reflection of a pretty face with auburn hair, wide luminous eyes and full sensual lips stared back at me. Full breasts with large pink tipped nipples that had not felt his mouth nor fingers for an eternity, a pert but neglected well-rounded ass and long legs which made men turn and stare at me when I was out and about were.. That was what men saw and seemed to desire. Why not him, I wondered.

Space, I needed space far away from him before I strangled him. I went down to my office as my mind raced, and I sat at my desk. What was I going to do about this? He never listened to me when I told him what I needed and wanted. 

At my desk, I turned on my computer to search for something to get my mind off of my unsatisfying evening. While it booted up, I went to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine. After a moment’s thought, I decided to bring the whole bottle with me. 

The screen was lit when I got back, and at first, I randomly searched for something to make me feel better. Nothing did it for me tonight, Netflix was a bust. There was nothing that tempted me, and I certainly did not want the news in the mood I was in. Then I remembered a friend had told me about a site that had some great stories. She said that some of them were quite hot and they had anything you could desire. I googled the site, and when I found it, I looked at the categories. I was surprised at everything they had and even saw a few that caught my eye. 

Once my glass was refilled, I clicked a random story on the homepage of the site. It was a short story, but it was incredibly erotic. It was by someone called Sprite. Who knew Alice in Wonderland could be so naughty? It was an adult version of Alice in truly what must have been a sexual wonderland. I felt my pussy reacting as I was reading, and it started drooling. In another story by someone called Chrism, I discovered the outrageous antics of a lesbian sorority. Girls hadn’t turned me on since college. I had forgotten how sexy and fun things could be with another female. 

I couldn’t get enough as I went from one story to the next, all the while feeling hornier and hornier. I had started strumming my fingers through my pussy as I read. Each one was sexier than the last. I clicked another by Master Jonathan. It was a deliciously wicked story about BDSM. How was it that everyone did not know about this site?

The feelings in my pussy were becoming more intense. This was really turning me on, and I wanted more. I clicked away to explore more of the site. Before I knew it, I found myself in a chatroom. This was a fascinating experience. People posted some of the most erotic pictures I had ever seen. Where do people find these images, I wondered? My screen was filled with naked women and sexy men. There were girls giving blow jobs and others getting fucked. My breath quickened as I continued to scroll through the pictures. 

My robe fell off my shoulders, which left my nipples bare and erect. I began to pinch and pull at them. How I wanted to be one of those women in the pictures. Would someone cum all over my face, maybe they would bend me over their knee and spank me? My pussy grew wetter and wetter as I continued to pinch my nipples and squeeze my breasts.   

Everything moved across my screen quickly. It felt very voyeuristic as I tried to read some of the conversations. Everything moved too fast, and it made my head spin and my pussy ache. I went back to the story page to read some more. This time I clicked on audio stories to see what that was about.

 At first, I listened to some poetry. The voices that came out of the speakers felt like they were in the room with me. They sounded very sensual. The women breathlessly spoke of spankings and being fucked hard. 

After I scrolled down, I found a longer story. A man’s voice came out of the speakers. He talked of all the things he was doing to his partner. I wanted to be on the receiving end of that voice. I wanted him to do those things to me. With my eyes closed, it felt as if he spoke directly to me. My breasts ached to be sucked and pinched. My nipples were hard buds, and my pussy dripped.  

With my legs spread wide, I ran my hand over my thigh and up to my smooth pussy. I slipped two fingers between my puffy lips. I coated them with my slick juice and brought them to my mouth and sucked them clean. It was the first time I had done this, and as I obeyed the voice of the storyteller, I felt very wanton.

He went on to describe the fingering of his partner. It sent shivers down my spine as I matched my actions with his description. I slipped a second finger into my wet channel and moaned out loud. My fingers moved in and out. I could hear how moist I was the faster I moved them. My thumb pressed on my nub, and I squirmed in my seat. 

The person in my head had an orgasm, and it was the hottest thing I’d ever heard. I pinched and squeezed my titties with one hand as I finger fucked my soaked pussy and pressed on my clit. 

I moaned and yelled out as my orgasm approached. My ass lifted off my seat so that I could get my fingers deeper into my needy dripping pussy. Curving my fingers, I found that sweet spot, which I feverishly rubbed. My other hand darted down over my stomach to find my clit, which I frantically tugged and squeezed until I couldn’t take it anymore. 

“Fuuuckkkk!” I yelled. My body shook as my orgasm crested and washed through my body. I kept moving my fingers and pinching my clit hard. I gasped and felt my juices cover my hand and drip down my ass crack. 

As I rode out my orgasm, I savored it and stretched it out as long I could, riding a wave of mini orgasms one after the other. I moved my fingers slowly while I caught my breath. I’d never made myself cum so hard. I brought my cum covered hand to my mouth and licked my own nectar from my fingers. My legs were weak as I found the floor and looked for my glass. I gulped down some more wine, and my eyes moved back to the screen.  

While I scrolled some more, my mind raced. I wanted to do something naughty, dirty and unlike me. Before I lost my nerve, I directed the webcam toward my chair. Quickly, I sat back and checked the position. After I had it set, I looked over the audio stories again. I found another that looked promising. 

My mouse clicked on it. This time a sexy British voice came to my ears. I listened for a few minutes while I played with my boobs. They were very sensitive as I pushed them together and pinched my nipples. With a smile at the camera, I slapped each of them, the soft flesh turned pink. The sting sent pulses to my cunt.  

The voice told his partner to take his cock in her mouth. I wanted his cock down my throat. I grabbed my vibrator and slid it across my body up to my mouth. I licked the head and down the side as if it was his cock. I drew the mushroom-shaped head into my mouth and began to suck. I pushed the lifelike vibrator in and out of my mouth until I gagged. In my head, I heard that sexy voice groan in pleasure, moaning, “Yes, baby girl.” 

The artificial cock filled my mouth as I sucked it one last time before I slid it over my erect nipples. Then I continued over my abdomen to my pussy. Without penetration, I teased myself. It was covered with my juices as I slid it around my lips. As the narrator talked of being sheathed by a tight wet pussy, I slid my cock into my own tight wet cunt. 

The rubber cock moved in and out to the rhythm of the audio. I spread my lips open, turned to face directly at the camera and pumped harder and faster. I rubbed my clit with my other hand. I moaned and yelled, fuck me harder to the unknown voice. In my mind, he fucked me harder and harder. I was his slut. He used my sloppy cunt hard until he said he was ready to cum deep inside me. That sent me over the edge, my body convulsed in an orgasm that sent my ass off the seat. I dropped the vibrator and squirted all over my chair. 

The orgasm went on and on. I leaned back as I tried to catch my breath and stop shaking. When I touched my sore pussy, it was quite sensitive. I felt like I had been fucked all night. I recovered and realized the audio was over, and I shut the camera off. I would replay it tomorrow to see just how slutty I had been.

There was no way this was the end of my time on this site. I had much more to explore. With a click, I created an account. A lifetime membership was what I wanted. Now I couldn’t wait to see what I’d find tomorrow.