| Lesbian: Masturbation: Your Bitch (1/1) |
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You told me to lie in my bed, fuck my pussy with something, and finger myself, imagining you watching. I don't have many toys, but I wanted to please you. I looked around and saw my unopened bottle of Marques de Caceres Dry Rose Wine, 2005. I stole it from a fancy restaurant I worked at last summer, but I never opened it. I'm not a fan of rose wine, so I kept the bottle as decoration. I grabbed the bottle and placed it next to me as I lay in my bed. I slipped out of my jeans and panties. I had just gotten off the computer with you and I was still incredibly wet. I couldn't believe how wet I was; it doesn't take much to turn me on, but it takes a lot for my pussy to get turned on. I started fingering myself, unsure about the wine bottle. I've never stuck anything inside myself besides something appropriate, like a small sex toy or a girlfriend's dildo. I fingered my clit, which felt incredible, but I longed for something more. I squeezed my nipples, enjoying the sensation, and glanced at the bottle, still apprehensive. I took the bottle and placed it between my already trembling legs. Its slender head slid easily into my pussy. It felt cold. The thicker body of the bottle sat on the bed. I fingered my clit and noticed the wine inside the bottle was moving up and down with my every movement. It was almost as if the wine had a mind of its own and was trying to fuck me. I began rocking my entire body back and forth very slowly. The wine's movements became stronger and more willful. I felt like I had found a new lover who was trying to please me as I tried to please you. I began rocking harder, my pussy sliding up and down the head of the bottle. I truly felt I was actually fucking someone instead of fucking myself. I squeezed my nipples, panting. My eyes were closed as I moaned, "Mary." I came hard. I never scream when masturbating, but this time I couldn't help it. I was thinking of you lying on top me, fucking me with a strap-on. The wine bottle made it feel real. I lay in bed, whispering your name again, knowing you'd like that. I wasn't only happy with my new toy, but also with my first time being your bitch. |
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