Her will is superior! (Pink Lust)

No, I couldn't do that. The entire reason I was in this situation was because my desires had pushed me to it; I wasn't going to let that happen.

I managed to rip the sticker off me and put it back on the sheet. A quick brush of my fingers over my crotch confirmed that feeling had returned, though the realization of what I had nearly done nearly stopped my fun then and there.

My decision making process wasn't the best. I grabbed a pink heart this time, and put it on my neck. My arousal spiked again, and I fell out of my bed onto the floor with a thump. I barely cared.

I started to writhe slowly as my hand made fervent circles around my throbbing clit, moaning in sweet ecstasy, as the convulsion of my fingers up and down the full length of my virgin slit excited me at a level I had never felt. I began rocking my hips up and down, pressing them hard into my hand while my free hand grabbed at my breasts, tweaking my hard little nipples with each gyration.

Fire danced over my skin at my touch, a sheen of excitement building with each thrust. A slow building pressure that grew and grew until it released in one go. I don't scream, thank god, but I came close at that moment. Among other things.

I let out a soft, exhausted sigh as my orgasm washed over me, my limbs going loose as I collapsed against the floor. Only after a few minutes did my energy return. And with it, a newborn lust started building, as intense as when I first put on the sticker.

With one hand, I grabbed at my bed and pushed myself up on shaky legs. With the other, I furiously massaged my aching pussy lips, eager for another mind bending orgasm. I arched my back into my hands, my mouth forming a silent o of pleasure. As this second one crashed over my faster, my thighs went taught, I clenched my pussy around my fingers, and I arched on my feet. God, this was fantastic!