Clamchowder

Freshly showered Billie fairly through herself onto the bed, wrapping herself in the comforter. For long moments, all she did was lay there. Her rent was PAID! For Three whole months! That would let her work to build up a savings account and she'd still be able to pay for tuition! It was amazing!

She breathed deeply, spreading her body and arching her back in an impossible stretch. As her muscles relaxed she started to think about how she'd accomplished all of that, and her stomach slowly started to sink. The base of her skull tingled the same way it had the first time she'd been pulled over by the police. She sat up, grabbing her sticker covered laptop and looked up some porn.

Over the next few minutes she browsed her favorite sights until she found something interesting. She watched video after video, read story after story, she even reached out to an online friend she'd liked to roleplay with back when she had been a he. By the time she'd forgotten her guilt, Billie was soaking wet and in need of some satisfaction.

The problem was that her fingers just weren't doing the trick. She couldn't seem to find the right spots, she was beginning to miss having a penis. At least she knew how to handle her own genitals back then.

She sighed.

What she really needed was a blowjob. Or, she guessed it would be, eaten out? Munched? What ever women called it.

She rubbed her pussy slowly, the last pill making it easy to stretch and get her fingers into herself. Soon she was furiously fingering herself. first with one finger, then two. With each finger she added her pleasure intensified, until she found herself hunched over in an **** front bend, trying to slip her thumb in.

The smell of her on hot pussy was intoxicating as she fucked herself silly. Her four fingers slamming in and out for several strokes, then a hard push to get her thumb in, and repeat. Eventually she had to wrap her trembling legs behind her head, to keep them from making her hand slip.

She was so close, if she could just get past the last knuckle. She pulled hard on her ass, adjusting once again for another attempt. The strain was incredible, and it was clear that she was at her limit even with the pill's aid. Resting her forehead against her pelvis, she paused to catch her breath.

The smell of her pussy again drew her attention, reminding her of all the times she's eaten out her ex girlfriend. That had been before he'd left for college. Vanessa had never smelled this good though. Billie opened her eyes, astonished to realize how close she'd gotten to her own pussy. It didn't take long for her to switch her goal then.

She locked her fingers together around her ass, pulling firmly until her outstretched tongue could just graze her clit. Redoubling her efforts, she pulled harder, until her lips met her lips, causing her to moan in delight. Soon she'd found the sweet spot, alternating between sucking her clit and digging her tongue deep into her hole. Within minutes she was cumming on her own face, her whole body trembling in ecstasy.

As she panted, still idly mouthing her womanhood, she began to feel that familiar tingling as the pills started wearing off. Obviously it would be a bad idea to stay in this position when the rubber pill wore off. Besides, she needed to take another pink pill if she wanted to stay like this.

Then again, she was already so stretched out...