Sometimes, no one knows your body better than you. | 2016

For some history, part one of this story submitted a few weeks back.

So a few of you had asked for updates on my photographer boy toy friend, who we will call Raleigh. Since that night, we've hung out a couple of times, but didn't fuck or fool around at all. Being a little more shy and introverted than he is, I decided to let him take charge for the time being. His previous relationship also lasted a lot longer than mine did, so I felt if anyone needed time to move on, it would be him. Besides, my college boyfriend was more of a real life dildo than anything. Our emotional connection was almost zero.

Anyways, fast forward to a few nights ago. I invited Raleigh back over for another photo shoot and herb, just like before. This time though, I told him that I had to work a little late, so he would have to come over later than last time. He said it would suck to drive home that late after a photo shoot, and made joke about how I like to “ride him well into the night.” I offered to let him crash at my place, and he agreed, saying he would take the couch. I let him be a gentlemen for the time being; there was no way he wouldn't be in my bed.

It had been over a week since he had his way with me last time, so I was a little nervous. Did he still want to fuck me? Did he want me at all? Was his comment about sleeping on the couch not just a nice-guy move and actually what he wanted? I stopped my inner monologue quickly and focused on getting ready. I did my hair and makeup for the shoot and laid out my lingerie for the evening.

I had a few minutes to kill until he was supposed to show up, and he usually is always running late anyways, so I decided to browse the internet for a bit. It boring fast. I put some music on and laid in my bed, completely nude. I was a little tired, so closed my eyes and tried to relax. I let out a deep sigh of relief as my body un-tensed from the long day of work and minor amount of 'what if he no longer wants me' stress I had earlier.

I started to stretch while sprawled out on the bed to get more comfortable. My muscles and joints were a little sore. It felt good to relax loosen up my tense body. I stretched my arms out over my head and twisted my body a little while doing so. I let out a sigh of relief as I brought my arms back down to my body. As my arms returned to my side, I dragged my hands down the front of my body. I rubbed my chest down to my waist, and then down the side of my hips and leg.

It felt good. Really good. I closed my eyes again and began running my hands all over my body. Down my legs, back up them again, and then up my chest. I cupped my breasts and squeezed them together. All of this was done subconsciously in the moment, mind you, but it was right when I started feeling myself up that I realized: I'm fucking horny.

I smiled a little and decided, “what the hell.” I ran my hands down my chest, down the sides of my waist, and straight between my legs. I kept my legs closed and slowly put pressure on my clit. I rubbed slowly in a circular motion, just enjoying teasing myself a little. With my other free hand I slowly caressed myself up and down my thigh.

I took my index finger and placed it in my mouth, sucking on it to get it nice and wet. When it was ready, I slid it between the top of my lips, getting closer to my clit. The moisture helped my finger have free rein where ever it wanted to go. After a few more minutes of teasing myself, I finally let out a loud sigh, and spread my legs.

My caressing hand now had a new job. I reached down and spread my lips open as best as I could. As i spread my lips, I could feel how tender they were. I then began to rub every inch of my inner lips. I was soaked already. I began to shove one finger inside myself, swirling it around slowly to feel a much of myself as I could.

I slowly fingered myself for a few minutes, just building up the tension. My mind began to wander. I started to think back to my night with Raleigh. When he slowly grabbed my tits and sucked on my nipples. How his skin felt on mine. The things he said as I took his cock inside my mouth. His dirty talk was amazing. The whole experience made me feel so sexy and confident. It was a huge turn on, and I had the wet pussy to prove it, just thinking about it. I put my fingers in my mouth to taste myself a little.

The tension finally got to be too much, so I went for my dresser drawer. I pulled out my purple vibrator and laid back down. This time I propped my head, neck, and back up against the wall using pillows. I spread my legs but propped them up, bending at the knees. This position gives great access to my pussy while also giving me leverage to push on my bed incase things get really intense.

I turned my vibrator on and spread my lips. I placed my toy onto my clit, and turned it on. It felt great immediately. I turned it up to the highest setting; I wasn't messing around. I held the vibrator down on my clit as forcefully as I could. I reached around behind my ass with my other hand. I alternating fingered myself and rubbing my asshole as I kept going at my clit with the vibrator.

I started to tense up in my legs and hips. I could tell I was close to cumming. I started to swirl the vibrator around my clit, and shoved a finger inside my pussy. My back began to arch; I was close. I was moaning loudly now. I could feel my entire body begin to tense up. Here it was. I quickly pulled my finger out of myself and spread my lips as wide as I could, so my vibrator could have full access to my clit. My legs began to jerk around a little as I began to cum. I started moaning shorter and louder now, as my orgasm consumed my body.

Right at the peak of my orgasm, I pulled the vibrator off of my clit and began to quickly and forcefully rub my clit and exterior lips. It felt so good. The orgasm lasted a little longer after that, but finally subsided.

My body felt limp. I didn't want to move. I felt great all over. I grabbed a towel from my bathroom to clean myself up. I had made quite the mess between my thighs. As I rubbed my juices off my legs and lips, I could tell it was very sensitive still. I put on leg up on bed, exposing my lips, and smacked myself a few times. It helped relieve the sensitivity.

Then I heard a knock on the door.

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