Intrusive Thoughts

Lerianna's breath came heavily as she began to caress her own outer folds, spreading her legs a little wider to give herself more room. The water still sprayed down over her from above, but now the heat within seemed to be burning up her body even more intensely than the enchanted water. Everywhere her fingers roamed, Lerianna's skin felt like it was burning up from the inside, with a passion that she'd long since forgotten.

"It's... it's so..."

Lerianna couldn't finish the thought. All she could focus on was her fingers gliding over her pussy lips and the way it felt. It was almost as intense as it had ever been, just as physically rewarding and every touch just as electrifying. Yet it was also so different from what she remembered. Instead of raw, animalistic passion driving her actions, with undercurrents of desperation to rid herself of the urge before she did something she couldn't take back... now, she was savoring the feelings, relishing each new sensation that her fingers brought her. She wanted it. She wanted it desperately, with a fire that threatened to consume her, but she didn't fear it.

This was how it was meant to be, Lerianna realized. This was what she'd been missing for so long, and now that she was letting herself have it, it felt like a whole new experience. She had never felt so relaxed, so comfortable, yet so deliciously on edge. The anticipation of more pleasure to come was almost more satisfying than the actual touch itself. She wanted to feel more, but she also wanted to take it slow, to savor the moment, and the juxtaposition was a pleasure all its own.

"I can't believe I missed out on this for so long... fuck, it's so good!" Lerianna moaned, trying to keep herself quiet even as she began to masturbate more fervently. Her fingers teased the entrance to her womanhood, playing along her lower lips and spreading them with gentle strokes. Her other hand sat higher, with one finger delicately dancing across the nub of her clit, coaxing only the smallest bits of pleasure from the sensitive flesh. Her breathing grew labored and heavy, air coming in deeper gasps than after one of her runs, her body able to not just experience, but marinate in its own pleasure for the first time. Every touch didn't just bring more pleasure, but washed away more and more of the rabbit-girl's long-standing inhibitions and fears, until finally, Lerianna couldn't take it anymore. She was enjoying herself too much.

"More... more..."

Lerianna began to slide one finger against the tight ring of her entrance, teasing the delicate opening. She was panting heavily now, eyes closed in concentration as her body shivered in ecstasy. It took all her focus to keep herself from simply pushing in as quickly as she could, the need to feel more, to feel herself filled, almost overwhelming her. But she refused to rush this - this would be the first time Lerianna had ever pleasured herself properly, and she wanted it to be perfect.

Slowly, she felt the tip of her finger begin to sink into the folds of her womanhood, pushing past the resistance until it was buried up to her first knuckle. Her walls clamped down tightly around it, rippling and squeezing her finger as she moaned loudly into the steamy air of the shower, her head tilted back as she finally got to experience the sensation of something entering her without fearing that she was out of control. It was just as wonderful as she'd thought it would be.

"Oh god, it's... so much better than I remember!"

Lerianna's voice came in heavy pants, her breath coming in short gasps as she slowly pushed her finger in deeper one thrust at a time, exploring herself with the same reverence as one would a sacred temple. With her other hand, she was rubbing her clit in gentle circles, building up the pleasure little by little with each passing second, as if building a mountain of ecstasy she could fall off of into a pleasurable oblivion. Her pace was slow but steady, and her body sang with the joy of the sensations she was giving it.

All the while, Lerianna could still hear John and whoever he was with having their own fun from the other room. Their sounds of ecstasy mingled with hers, and she found herself almost cheering them on as they played in her mind, her imagination running wild. She had no idea who he was with, and she couldn't see them, but that just made it easier for her mind to run wild with its own vivid scene as she pleasured herself to their lovemaking. A scene she had not intended to imagine, but one that she found concerningly arousing...

John's strong arms wrapped around her waist as he pressed her against the wall, their lips met with a fiery passion, tongues exploring one another as they embraced. His cock, so large and powerful, pressed between her legs, seeking out the warmth and tightness of her womanhood. Lerianna found herself pinned between the chill of the wood behind her and the overpowering warmth of John's body in front of her, particularly the searing heat of his cock that was pressed between her labia, grinding against her clit and driving her insane with lust.

She wanted him. She wanted him inside of her, pounding away at her core as he held her tightly against his body. She wanted to feel his skin pressed against her own, wanted to feel his weight pinning her in place as he claimed her, as she finally did what her body had been demanding for years and let a man fuck her brains out...

"Ohhh... Leri, you're so wet already... do you really want it that much?"

"Y-yes..." Lerianna moaned, watching John's cock sliding against her womanhood. "I've never wanted anything more. I don't care about being careful. I don't care if it makes me into some kind of nympho. I just want to feel you inside me, John! I need you!"

John grinned as he pressed the head of his cock against her entrance. Lerianna gasped as the tip parted her lower lips with ease, sliding inside and claiming her virginity with a swift stroke that seated half of his massive cock inside of her before she could even cry out in pleasure. The feeling of fullness was unlike anything Lerianna had experienced before - even her own fingers seemed like nothing compared to the thick rod of man meat that was spearing into her, and there was still so much more to go!

"Ahh... why did I resist it for so long... I feel so full... so good..." Lerianna practically drooled as she spoke, her eyes half-lidded and her body so limp she would've collapsed if not for the wall and John's powerful hands on her hips.

"You like that, Leri?" John asked, still grinning as he watched Lerianna wriggling and panting in his arms. "It feels good, doesn't it? You know you've wanted this since the first day we met."

Lerianna blushed heavily, looking away in embarrassment, but John took her chin in his hand and guided her gaze back toward him. "It's nothing to be ashamed of," he murmured, his lips brushing against hers teasingly. "I already know you have. But I want you to tell me anyway. Let me hear you say it. Tell me what you were doing every time I caught you outside my bedroom, when I could hear you moaning and whimpering to yourself."

"I... I was masturbating," Lerianna whispered. "I was touching myself while I listened to you... and the girls you were with. I just couldn't help myself. It was so hot to hear the noises you all made, and knowing that you were just on the other side of the wall, fucking whoever was in there."

"And what were you fantasizing about while you touched yourself, while you spied on me and my lovers?" John demanded.

Lerianna's blush deepened even further as she stammered out her reply. "You... I was imagining that it was me you were fucking. That you were pounding me hard, and making me cum over and over again, and that I was your little slut who couldn't get enough. I was fantasizing about you plowing me until I couldn't even remember my own fucking name!"

John's grin only widened at that. "That's a good girl, Leri. Now, tell me, is it as good as you imagined?"

"N... no... it's better... so much better..."

John smiled down at her warmly before leaning in, his lips pressing against her ear as he began to slowly pump his cock in and out of her, the motion of his hips sending delicious waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. "Good girl," he whispered, his voice deep and needy, and Lerianna felt her body tremble with the praise.

Her inner walls rippled as John worked more and more of his shaft inside of her with each stroke, feeling him touch places she had never been able to reach on her own. When he finally hilted himself inside her completely, when she felt his hips press into her own while the tip of his cock firmly pressed against her cervix, Lerianna let out a squeal of ecstasy, her mind going white for a brief moment before the overwhelming pleasure brought her back to her senses.

"Y-you're all the way in me, John..." she moaned. "I can feel your cock all the way in my stomach!"

John chuckled softly and pressed another kiss to her ear, making Lerianna shiver as she felt his warm breath tickling her. "Mmm, you feel so good around my cock, Leri," he whispered, his voice sensual and husky as he began to slowly thrust into her. "So tight... so warm..."

Lerianna shuddered and let out a squeak of pleasure as he pulled back, her inner walls clinging tightly to him at first. It took a few thrusts before her body adjusted to the rhythm of his movements, but soon enough, she found herself moaning and panting as he plunged into her depths over and over again, her body rocking back and forth against the wall. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure through her body, her senses reeling from the sensation of having her deepest recesses pounded by his huge, powerful cock.

"Fuck, John... you're so big..." Lerianna panted, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their bodies slapping together and their own heavy breaths.

John leaned in closer, pressing his forehead against hers as he continued to thrust into her with short, vigorous strokes. "But you can take it, can't you? You're strong, you're durable... and you were made to take my cock, weren't you?"

Lerianna gasped at his words, her eyes rolling up in her head as she moaned softly. "Yes, yes, yes..." she murmured, her body trembling and shuddering as his thrusts grew faster and harder. Her legs quaked beneath her, and she was certain that if John wasn't holding her up, she'd have collapsed long ago. "Fuck, I was made for you, wasn't I?! You made me, you own this pussy, so use it however you want! Fuck me like a goddamn animal, John!"

John growled almost ferally at that, sliding his arms between Lerianna and the wall so he could grip the small of her back and adjust the angle of her hips. Before she could process what he was doing, John was fucking her even harder than before, his cock plunging deeper and deeper into her depths with every thrust. Lerianna's legs shook as he held her in place, and she let out a loud squeal as she felt the tip of his cock slamming against her womb.

"Fuck, you're gonna do it, aren't you?" she whispered, voice hazy with lust. "You're gonna fucking breed me, aren't you? You're gonna fill me with your seed and knock me up?"

John grinned wickedly as he continued to pound into her, his eyes never leaving her face. "That's right... you want me to fill you up, don't you? You want me to make you mine... make you my little breeding slut..."

Lerianna shuddered, her eyes rolling back in her head again. "Yes... yes! Whatever you want, John, just keep fucking me!" she begged. "Fuck me hard, fuck me fast, fill me up with your cum! I'm all yours, just please, please keep going! I'm about to, to-!"

"Fffuuuuuuuuuck," Lerianna moaned out as she started to spasm, her inner walls quivering just as violently as her legs started to when her orgasm finally came, flooding her with a rush of bliss that washed over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy clamped down around the finger buried deep inside her, clenching and squeezing it tight, while the other hand's fingers rubbed furiously at her clit as she came, trying to ride out her orgasm for as long as possible.

It felt like a lifetime had passed by the time her orgasm finally subsided, leaving Lerianna slumped over, still sitting on the edge of the tub. Her body was slick with sweat and the water from the shower was still pouring down over her, but she hardly even noticed any of it. All she could focus on was the feeling of blissful satisfaction that filled her.

"Fuck, that was good. That was so good, and I'm... wow, I'm not horny at all."

Lerianna took a few deep breaths as she recovered from her climax. Her body felt limp and relaxed, but at the same time, she felt energized, as if she'd just finished running a marathon. It was a bizarre sensation for the athletic woman - normally, even in the very instant after an orgasm finished, she could already feel herself getting horny again, the lustful urges already rekindling as her body began demanding more pleasure. But this time, there was nothing. No urge to go another round, no desire to keep going... just satisfaction. A blanket of bliss that wrapped around her like a weighted blanket, relaxing and comforting her entire body.

"It worked. This whole thing was worth it just for this one moment, holy fuck," Lerianna thought.

But as the bliss slowly began to ebb, Lerianna found herself alone with a thought nearly as frightening as losing control of her libido.

"I just imagined having sex with John, and it was really fucking hot. And this time..."

Lerianna let out an embarrassed squeal as she clenched her entire body, trying to physically block herself from finishing that sentence. This was far from the first time she had imagined such a thing - what "fantasy" Lerianna confessed was actually true. The rare occasions she'd slipped up and let John catch her outside his bedroom, she really had been fantasizing about what it would be like to be the girl currently making those delicious noises.

But she'd always told herself that those fantasies were just her libido being out of control. That they were a side effect of her hormonal supercharge, her natural instincts trying to make even her fantasies be all centered around finding a nice, thick cock to stuff herself with until she was knocked up and blissfully depraved, like all the other members of her species.

Now... well, now she'd been imagining John fucking her without any sign of her libido taking control.

"No, that's not true, not really..." Lerianna thought, trying to rationalize it to herself. "I was listening to John and some girl having sex. That's why I imagined it. It's just association, it's not like I have any actual attraction to him."

She was still trying to convince herself when the sounds of sex from the other room stopped. Lerianna relaxed a little bit as the noises stopped.

"See? They stopped now, and I'm not thinking about it at all anymore," she tried to convince herself. "I'm not even curious what it would feel like if he walked in here right now, saw me with my legs spread and my pussy soaked, and bent me right over the edge of the tub to..."

Lerianna trailed off as she realized her hand was in the midst of betraying her, sneaking between her legs yet again. There was a faint ember of lust starting to kindle there, and this time it wasn't because of hearing John plowing some other lucky girl. Just thinking about him had... had...

"Oh fuck, what is wrong with me," Lerianna groaned as she slumped down into the tub, leaning against the wall and letting the water rush over her body. She closed her eyes tightly as if trying to shut out the thoughts, but it was no use. She couldn't ignore the way her body was reacting. Her pussy was getting wet again, her nipples were hard as rocks, and her heart was racing in her chest...