Sitting on my couch reading a juicy Jackie Collins novel I felt the sexual throbbing sensation between my legs. The feeling that there was a sudden build up of tension and the only way to relieve the tension was for a release.
I've felt this pleasure feeling many times before. My sexual desire has increase more then 100%. There is a need to fulfill my desire. It's not like I'm not having sex. I'm fucking two different men. Is it something to be proud about, no. But should my sexual desire be fulfilled, yes. Between Hunter's marathon sessions and Tim's sensual touches, I should be satisfied. There shouldn't be any cause for complaint.
Heading to my bedroom, I sat on the side of my bed collecting my favorite vibrator (The Bullet) from my night stand. I begin my personal pleasure session. Rubbing the bullet across my vagina, up and down. Going in slow steady motions. I brought myself to an orgasm over and over and over again.
Feeling totally relaxed, I literally couldn't hold the bullet any longer. Each orgasm was more intense then the last. But I wanted more, laying on my bed and bringing my legs over my head I gently inserted the bullet inside me. Placing the tempo to medium I just let it do it's magic. As the bullet continue stimulate my spots I wiggled and moaned My breathing matched the times when Hunter's tongue was at the same place as the bullet is now.
The warm sensation flowed from my vagina to every part of my body. The final moment when my body is getting ready to release the ultimate pleasure, I let out a deep moan that no man had ever been about to hear. Gripping my duvet and allowing the feeling of pleasure flow through my body. I submitted to this pleasure. This personal pleasure. The pleasure of me.
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