Shelli turned her key in the lock, pushing the door open as the bolt opened. Tired, she staggered into the apartment. Bob had to work tonight, so she'd spent out clubbing with her girlfriends. They ended up at a club near Bob's, so she figured she'd spend the night there, rather than paying for a cab back to her place. And with all the action on the dance floor, she wanted some action from Bob.
As she crossed the room towards the bedroom, she undid the zipper on her dress. Sliding it down, she stepped out of it, dragging it along with her. Luckily, she kept a nighty and some personal items at Bob's, just in case. She changed, and crawled into bed, figuring she'd wake up when Bob got home at the end of his shift.
But while Shelli's mind had a plan, her body had ideas of its own. As she lay there, she could feel a tightening in her crotch. She found her mind thinking about Bob, driving his cock into her, over and over again. And as time went on, she found herself highly distracted, and very hot and bothered. Back and forth she tossed and turned, looking at the clock, and waiting for Bob to get home.
After 45 minutes, Shelli reached the point where she just couldn't wait any longer. Rolling on her belly, she used her left hand to pull up on her nighty. At the same time, she reached farther down with her right hand, parting her pussy's lips with her middle finger. She found herself soaking wet, and oh so hot. Just that simple action was enough to cause her to gasp, and her body to tighten up. Working her finger in, she slid her finger Round and round, trying to touch herself all over down there.
Finding her clit, she began massaging it. Her hips began moving in time with her finger, helping to grind her pussy against her hand. As the feelings built in her body, she knew she needed something inside her, and it had to be now. She pushed her hand down, her finger seeking out her hole. Finding it, she drove her finger into herself. Tightly she grasped her crotch, pushing her finger deeper. She could feel herself dripping into her hand, she was so wet.
But she also knew that one finger wasn't going to be enough. She wanted more. And with that, her ringer finger joined her middle inside. Pushing them repeatedly in and out, Shelli reached in for her G-spot. Finding the rough spot, she began rubbing it with her finger. She continued to grind with her hips, struggling to still stimulate her clitoris.
Not being successful, Shelli rolled over onto her back, withdrawing her fingers. She reached under the bed, searching. Finding one of the vibrators she kept there, she turned it on, holding it in her left hand. She placed the end of the vibrating rod at the entrance to her snatch. Reaching down with her right hand, she pushed against her clit, rubbing it hard. After only 4 times rubbing back and forth, she forced the vibrator fully into herself, the shaking of it caused her body to tense and shake. Shelli began sliding it in and out of her. She could hear the wet noise when it left her body, upon which she pushed it fully back in. With her right hand, she reached up, grabbing her tit, and squeezing hard. Over and over she plunged the vibrator into herself, not stopping until the very end of it was at her lips.
Reaching up with her right hand, she sucked on her three middle fingers. As soon as they were wet, she quickly moved them between her legs. The vibrator was still touching the outer rim of her pussy as she jammed them all into her. She wanted more in her, to have the feeling of being stretched. Quickly she started to push on her fingers, in and out, in and out. With the vibrator now firmly against her clit, her entire body tensed up, her back arching off the bed. This just drove her to push even harder with her hand, burying her fingers in her hole. She wanted Bob to get home so badly, so he could plow into her.
She could feel a climax building insider her, but it wasn't quite there. Pulling her dripping fingers out of herself, she dropped her hand over the side of the bed, again looking for one of her toys. But it wasn't there. Shelli groaned. She had to find it – just had to! She desperately needed it inside her. Rolling her eyes, she pulled her finger out, and rolled off the bed. Lying on the floor, she reached under the bed, finally finding what she was looking for, her big cock-shaped dildo. Pulling it out from under the bed, she looked at it, grinning.
Her pussy ached to be fucked, and Shelli didn't even want to wait to get back up on the bed. Kneeling on the floor, she began to rub the dildo against her snatch, covering it in her juices. Holding the toy vertically, the base of it resting on the floor, Shelli pushed up on her knees until the tip of the plastic cock just parted her pussy's lips. Then, very slowly, she lowered herself onto it, feeling it stretching her out, pushing upwards into her. As the cheeks of her ass bottomed out on her legs, she began grinding with hips, the cock rubbing up against her, inside.
Reaching down with her left hand, she began rubbing her clit again. As she did, she started bouncing on her toy. Faster and faster she moved, thinking of the last time she'd ridden Bob this way. She could feel it inside her, sliding in and out as the simulated helmet fully left her, then being swallowed by her as she slammed back down on it. It only took several minutes for Shelli to know she was close. She pushed down on the cock as far as she could, every muscle in her body contracting. She rubbed as hard on her clit as she could. Even the muscles inside her pussy clamped down. As they did, she came, a loud moan filling the apartment.
As she started coming down from her ecstasy, she slid forward, lying on the floor, the dildo still buried deep within her. She lay there for quite a while, recovering, and just enjoying that the cock was not growing soft.
