Slave Rae

My throbbing pussy is aching for someone to claim and dominate me.

 I laid on my bed and let my mind wander. 

I slid my palms slowly up and down my body. Sliding my hands back up to my tits, I felt my nipples harden. I stayed there for a moment, letting the sensitivity increase. I slid my hands back down slowly to the waistband of my panties.

Soaked.

With one hand, I started massaging my clit and keeping my other hand teasing my perky, hardening nipples. Slowly. Torturously. I then started to feel the tension rise.  I slid my fingers inside and started fingering myself.

I switched from my back to my knees. I began rocking my hips slowly back and forth. The way my body reacted. The familiar heat began to build inside of me. It was warm and insistent. I didn't stop it. I honestly didn't know how.

I was running out of breath, and my thoughts started slipping.

I rocked my hips harder and faster while I finger fucked my pussy even harder - pumping the wet pulsing mess like my life depended on it. I felt my core tighten as the pleasure started building up more and more until it crashed into me.

My body tensed up electrically as my legs shook violently. I rode that wave as long as I could. When it finally broke, I sat there staring into a blank space, trying to piece together what I had just felt.

And though my heart was racing, I still wanted more.