Amber closed her eyes as she reached an arm behind to gently tug at the base of her cat tail butt plug.
After suffering through her college midterms, she decided to gift herself a well-deserved new tail. She felt optimistic about her chances of flunking orgo and biochem even though she had studied day and night for the entirety of the past week. Although she knew it was stupid to take two hard science courses in one semester in the first place, she figured that D's still get degrees.
"I'll just make up for my midterm grade in the finals," she muttered to herself. Future Amber can worry about it. She earned the time to finally relax now.
Her new tail had just arrived today since she had strategically placed the order a week before midterms started. Besides being a treat for getting through midterms, the new tail would also replace her old tail, which was starting to break apart. She also felt like the plug on her old tail wasn't quite wide enough. This time, she had ordered a sparkly, brand new tail with a shiny anal plug.
A girl has to treat herself.
As the fluffy white tail tickled the back of her thighs, she pulled it to the side and kept it out of the way by sandwiching it between her hips and her arm. Rolling over to her side, Amber clenched her butt cheeks together and savored the feeling of fullness in her anal cavity.
She then raised her hands to her chest to squeeze her breasts and to pinch and roll her hard, pink nipples between her thumbs and pointer fingers. Next, Amber arched her back and reached one hand down between her thighs to rub at her clit. As she played with her nipples with one hand and her clit with the other, she sensually writhed on her bed and savored the sensation of her butt plug changing positions inside her as she moved. She could feel the tension in her lower abdomen building.
Closing her eyes again, Amber imagined being exposed and vulnerable to a handsome, large, and muscular stranger. She imagined him whispering into her ear all the naughty and deliciously terrible things he would do to her as he pressed the head of his cock between her pussy lips to rest it against her opening.
Now for her pussy... Amber patted around the bed for her blue dildo, which she lovingly called "the only boy I'll ever need", but she couldn't find it. Sighing at the interruption to her fun, Amber propped herself up with one arm and examined her apartment bedroom for it. Not on the bed, not on the- "goddammit," she growled in frustration. It was on her desk in the far corner of her room.
She had probably taken it off from its usual spot on the corner of her bed when she washed her sheets earlier. Doing laundry before her exams always served as some sort of stress relief for her, and she loved the smell and feel of warm laundry almost as much as a warm cup of coffee.
She narrowed her eyes at the dildo.
Should I get it?
As she continued rubbing circles on her clit, she contemplated how much it would kill her mood if she stopped pleasuring herself to get up for it.
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Across the street and in a pitch-black apartment one floor higher than Amber's, a man laughed as he watched her indignantly sprawled in her bed and glaring at a blue dildo across the room. He had turned his lights off earlier so that the glare wouldn't obstruct his view of her.
"Oh, Kitten," he chuckled as he shook his head from side to side. He could imagine her cute, little dramatic sighs of exasperation.
He couldn't help but comment out loud to himself, "You should really turn off the lights or close the shades, but I'm not complaining", as she rolled onto her belly. Her white butt plug cat tail looked obscene in the best way possible as she briefly wiggled her ass in the air to get it out from underneath her and back between her legs.
His dick was straining against his pants. The man had wanted to masturbate with her from the start but after seeing her glare at the ridiculously blue dildo, he wanted to give her what she needed later.
He watched her pale petite body squirming and her hips moving back and forth as she had one hand underneath her body to rub her clit. She reached her other hand back behind her and under her tail to finger her pussy. From time to time, her hand moved up to wiggle and tug at the base of her butt plug tail. Her breasts were pressed against the bed while her hips and ass were high in the air.
Oh, how I want to just lift her tail, thrust my whole length into her, and fuck her senseless.
His fingers curled into fists and dug into his palms.
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"Fuck you, tail!" exclaimed Amber as she wiggled her butt in the air. Her neck was getting sore from her body weight being supported by her shoulders, neck, and head. Her efforts to finger herself while rubbing her clit had failed after her fluffy white tail repeatedly got between her legs and in the way. She tried to pull her tail to the side and wiggle it a little more out but to no avail.
Amber draped it over to the side repeatedly, but every time she was getting close, her squirming brought the tail back to the center and on top of her pussy.
Frustrated, she rolled on to her back, but ended yelping loudly at the sudden change in position of the butt plug.
"Fuck this. It wasn't meant to be." Amber slowly pulled out her tail, quivering slightly as her ass clenched and unclenched around it, and laid it on the bed next to her. She turned off her bedside lamp and quickly drifted off to sleep. Her exhaustion from the late nights of studying had finally caught up with her.
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"That must've been one hell of an orgasm."
The man had watched as she collapsed onto her back. Her dark hair was splayed across her pillows, and her chest was heaving. Her pale skin made him think about all the red marks he could leave on her. The animalistic little voice in his head wanted others to know that she belonged to him.
"Oh sweet, Kitten. What you need is a real dick inside of you tonight."
He watched her grimace slightly as she pulled the butt plug tail out of her slowly and place it to the side.
The lights went off in her apartment, and he got ready to leave his.
Now, it was his turn to have fun with her.
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Amber was in the woods again. It was dark and her light hoodie wasn't enough to keep out the cold that numbed her body. She kept alternating the hand that held the flashlight so that she could try to warm up one hand at a time in her front pocket.
"Fuck, it's cold," she muttered. Watching her breath fog up the air in front of her, Amber shivered before quickening her pace back to her dorm. The ecology project tree succession in the woods by her campus had run late. She and her group members worked until the last ray of light from the sun disappeared over the horizon. Since her dorm was in the opposite direction of theirs and her phone battery was running low, she borrowed her partner's flashlight just in case her phone died.
The winding path through the woods was well walked and easy to follow but the tall trees and dense undergrowth hid all the campus lights from view.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Amber heard the sound of footsteps. Was it hers? She stopped and looked down. The dead leaves on the ground were still wet from last night's rain.
Thud. Thud.
