She has needs that require attention

Felicity remains stretched out on her bed, still feeling like she hasn’t recovered from the blow job she has just given. Her dress is still bunched around her hips, whilst her knickers remain displaced to one side, leaving her still dripping pussy exposed.

She wants to feel angry that he has had his pleasure and then left her so abruptly, making her smile at the thought that he is no better than the guys her and her friends moan about who always seem to cum and go straight after. But she just can’t be angry at him, instead it seems to only heighten her arousal as she instead focuses on how she made him cum, how he praised her for it. And she knows that Friday cannot come soon enough for her. She also knows that right now she still has her needs that require attention immediately.

She turns the vibrator around in her hands, flicking it on even as she is guiding it down to where it is required. She shudders as the head comes into contact with her pussy, the vibrations travelling from the toy through her pussy and into ever nerve in her body. She doesn’t waste time teasing herself, instead she presses it firmer against her slit, moaning in delight as it quickly slips inside her, and those vibrations instantly grow stronger.

“Oh God” she moans out loudly, knowing she can be as loud as she likes with no one home right now. Her eyes close as she relaxes back into her pillows, spreading her thighs wider apart to allow her to fuck herself deep and hard with ease. The toy sinks deeply inside her as she imagines it is him fucking her, that this toy is his cock, that he is over her body and telling her how good she feels.

“Please, deeper, deeper” she begs as she imagines him there, and as she says the words, she drives the vibrator further between her thighs, until she feels the base of it right up against her pussy lips. “Oh God, yes” she cries out as she holds it there, letting the vibrations do their work.

As she fucks herself with her own toy, she let’s her mind wander to the two times so far she has experienced his cock, once last night when he took her hard and fast from behind, and then just now, when she sucked him off. Both images fill her mind as her moans echo around her bedroom, and they are enough to drive her quickly over the edge.

“Oh yes, yes, fuck” she cries out as her thighs clench around her hands that are holding the toy deep inside her. In her mind, she has his cock gripped inside her as she cums for him, as he cums inside her in response.

Until finally the vibrations are too powerful, and Felicity’s fumbling fingers seek out the switch to turn them off, but leaving the toy impaled fully inside her. She lays there, panting, body shaking as the aftershocks of her orgasm run through her.

“Thank you” she whispers as if he is still there, as if he was the one to make her cum so easily, and she knows in a way he was, that he had pushed her to this all day long. And again, she tells herself that Friday feels a long way away before she will see him again.