Masturbation

Insatiable

The first time I cum is simply a warm-up. Heat emanates from deep inside, a sticky wet heat.

One finger, then two, hooked, pressing into my g-spot. I feel the pressure building, the desire rising. My hips raise off the bed to meet my hand. It's right there, the orgasm. A stroke, two, more of my clit, and my body convulses. The orgasm takes my breath away.

My hand never leaves my lips. A moment passes; I dip my finger in. Soaked in my own sweet, creamy cum, I smile. Time for number two.

I touch my clit, basking in the slick feel of my own fluids. My finger glides over it effortlessly. That soft touch sends sparks shooting through my body. Circling, over and over again, I pant and whimper into the dark room. The next orgasm begins to build. The pressure overwhelms me as I frantically rub my clit. I thrust my pelvis forward as I gush and squirt into my hand, splashing my thighs.

Never satisfied, I need more.

Lightly, I circle my clit, barely touching it. I moan at the burning desire filling my body. My finger skims across the peak at the top of my clit. Barely, barely touching it. I whisper, "Oh, oh, oh" with each circle I make. The desire simmers beneath the surface, rising slowly, inch by inch.

Lacking in patience, I swirl my fingers across the slick hood, pressing down fiercely. I feel the release deep within me as my body shakes and quivers from the force of my orgasm.

I pull my fingers out of my cunt, smiling at the milky oozings I've created. If not for the need of sleep, I would keep going. I'm insatiable.

About the author

Kayla Lords

I am an erotic author, sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, and an opinionated marketer. I’m also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!

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