I desperately want to know what Carter’s cock tastes like. And what it feels like inside me. I want every inch of him shoved inside of me. Making me scream and call out his name. I want him to get rough with me. I want him so bad. A thought hits me that makes me realize that I haven’t been this horny in a very long time.
I think the reason I’m so turned on is because I know I can’t have Carter and because I can’t have him, it’s making me want him even more. My desires are burning intensely. My body aches for the feel of him.
I position my other hand so I can get a better grip on the vibrator in order to fuck myself harder. I slide it in and out of me. Quickly, but I find it’s not doing the trick. I pull it out and sit up. I reach over into my nightstand, put that vibrator back and pull out another one; my rabbit.
“This'll get the job done,” I say and bite my lip. I turn it on and change the speed to the highest level. I like it intense. It’s set to long pulses, so I switch it to vibrating. It’s buzzing loud as I lie back down. I turn it so I can place the rabbit ears around my clit. My body convulses when it touches and I call out, “Oh fuck.”
I close my eyes and toss my head back. I’m pulled back into another fantasy of Carter watching me. Only this time he stands and removes his clothes, slowly.
“I want you now, baby,” he tells me. “I’m going to devour every inch of your tight little body.”
I watch Carter move, now fully naked, back onto the bed. Using his hands, he spreads my legs and takes the vibrator from my hand. He begins to move it around my clit, up and down. I know he can do it so much better than I can. When someone else touches you it feels so good, so new, so different from when you touch yourself. I want to feel Carter fuck me with my vibrator. I want to feel him touch my skin.
I move the vibrator the same way I’m envisioning Carter doing it and I can feel myself getting close to the edge once again.
“Oh, God,” I moan. I can’t seem to catch my breath, it’s ragged and I’m panting. Everything feels intense. I want to feel myself come. The vibrations are becoming too much on my clit. The quick motion of it all mixed with my intense fantasies are enough to push me over the edge.
“Mmm,” I moan as my toes curl and my eyes roll back. But I’m still not done. I’m not satisfied enough.
I move the vibrator, shoving it inside of myself. Then I turn it so the rabbit ears are back on the sides of my clit. The hook on the top of the vibrator is rubbing against my G-spot.
My body tenses from the sensations. I rearrange myself so I’m not in an awkward position and I begin to move the vibrator in and out of me in a quick motion. I’m fucking myself, and the vibrator is intense and stretching my pussy. I can feel it pressing against my walls and the feeling only intensifies.
I picture Carter sliding into me at the same pace. His hands reach down and grasp my tits. He tugs on my nipples and gives them a good squeeze while he’s sliding his huge cock in and out of me.
He tells me he loves how tight my pussy is and picks up his pace. His throbbing cock is pushing me toward the edge. He’s so hard and feels so fucking good that it intensifies everything.
I moan louder and pull the vibrator out. I push it back in and repeat the process. I want to come again so bad. The vision of Carter fucking me is driving me wild. It’s pushing me to the edge. It’s making me want to cum for a third time. I relax my body and stop trying to fight the inevitable orgasm. My body goes numb. I’m cumming again. Every orgasm is getting more intense, but I still don’t feel satisfied. I want something more. I want Carter’s cock. But I can’t have it right now.
I decide a shower could do me good. It might just help me to stop thinking about fucking Carter. I sit up, place the vibrator back into my nightstand, get out of bed and make my way over to my bathroom.
I look at myself in the mirror. My makeup is a little smeared and my hair's a mess. I look like I’ve had a good time. It's amazing what orgasms do to put some color on your skin. I definitely have a “just fucked glow.” Though I wasn’t just fucked. Which makes me wish I had been.
I lean down and turn on the shower, making sure to turn it on hot. I know I should take a cold shower to turn me off some, but I just can’t. A hot shower sounds so good right now. I step into it, closing the curtain behind me. The water is hot and running over my naked body. I face the shower head and soak up the hot water. It feels so good on my skin and it's turning it a slight pink color.
I wonder to myself if I should take a bath instead. Well no, it’ll just make me think of Carter and then I’ll be turned on all over again. Shit. I thought of him again. Why can’t I get him out of my head?
I need to distract myself. I reach down and grab my bar of soap. I begin to lather my skin with it when I’m suddenly more turned on than I was before. I run the bar of soap slowly over my breasts and down my stomach. I rub it slowly along my thighs. I look up and remember the massaging shower head I had bought specifically for this reason.
I reach up for the metal shower head and turn the dial so the water is coming forcefully only out of the middle section. It’s harder than my vibrator and since I’ve already came three times, I’m sure that I need this to make me come again. I’m sure this will satisfy me completely.
I remove the head from the holder and bring it down, slowly gliding it across my body. I turn the temp down just a little and then place it on my clit. My body vibrates with it. I moan loudly. “Mmm.” As I move it up and down along my clit. The warm water feels nice pressed to it. The shower head is making a completely different vibrating sensation than my regular vibrator. I almost like using this more than vibrators.
Once again, I go back to fantasizing about Carter. This time he comes into the bathroom and catches me running the shower head along my clit. He removes his clothes and steps into the shower, taking the head from me and running it along my clit for me.
“Does that feel good?” he asks me. His naked body wet from water. Little droplets of water roll down his body leading my eyes right to his huge cock. I nod my head and he takes the shower head away. He puts it back in its holder and grabs my face with both of his hands, bringing my mouth to his.
We’re kissing in the shower, under the water. Our naked bodies are pressed together. It’s hot. His tongue is moving around mine. He’s such a great kisser, I notice. And it only turns me on more. I want to feel him inside of me. We pull our mouths apart. But I can still feel his erection pressing into me. I look down at it and back up at him.
Then he turns me around, pushing me up against the shower wall. He grabs my hips and I feel him shove his cock inside of me.
“Oh fuck,” I moan. “Mmm. Fuck me hard, Carter.”
It’s intense because of the water and the sheer size of him. I can feel my pussy stretching to fit around the thickness of him. He pulls out and pushes back in. He does it again. He’s holding me against the wall. It’s hot. I love how rough he’s getting with me. He whispers in my ear how much he loves fucking me.
“Mmm,” I moan, again. I can’t help it. It feels so fucking good.
Then he begins to pick up the pace. My head and chest are pressed up against the shower wall and he’s fucking me harder and faster. He slips out of me and I feel him slide along my clit. My body trembles. And he slides back inside of me, this time he purposely pulls out. He must have noticed my reaction to his slip up. He slides himself between my legs and along my clit again. It’s so hot and my body trembles again.