Not as soft core as you thought.

You're surprised that, as the secretary undoes her bosses belt and slides his pants down, his dick comes fully into view. Your eyes widen as you reach for the remote, pressing the info button.

The movie is rated XXX? But...it's so early, and this channel never...

The info fades, leaving only the now nude couple in the office. The girl has dropped to her knees and is taking her bosses shaft into her mouth. As she does, you bite your lip. A stray thought crosses your mind.

What would that feel like?

Your hand moves up to your mouth, and you run a finger over your plump, juicy lips. You slide one in and moan at the feeling. They're so soft, so...sensual.

Your other hand has made it's way under your shirt, cradling your left breast. As your finger passes over your nipple, an electric flash of pleasure shoots through you. Seems this witch or whatever that did this to you really went all out on the sensitivity.

You realize that you closed your eyes, and you open them to see that the boss now has his secretary bent over his desk as he pounds her from behind. You remove your finger from your mouth as you gasp. This...is escalating quickly. As porn does. You really shouldn't be surprised.

Your now free hand travels down to your boxers and slides in. You can feel the wet spot on the front of them from your arousal. You tap into the knowledge you've gained from being with girls in the past, trying to distance yourself and imagine your playing with another.

Your quiver a bit as you run a finger over the lips of your new pussy. It feels so alien, but so good. And when you find your clit...

Well, it's a good thing you're home alone. The loud gasp of pleasure definitely would have gotten some attention.

As the girl on screen moans and pleads for more, you finally gain the courage to slip a finger inside yourself. Then another. You massage your new pussy from the inside, still playing with your clit with your thumb and your tit with your other hand.

You can here the girl have a (probably fake) orgasm, the man grunting harder and harder. Your own pleasure is rising, and yet...

You can't seem to make it. Can't give yourself that final push to climax. your eyes are glued to the scene, your mind imposing yourself over the girl and imagining you being pounded by the man's massive dick. Still, nothing. There's a missing piece to this equation.

You keep trying, though. Keep rubbing and exploring. Even as the man pulls out and shoots his load over the girls face. As she laps up her prize. Still, you can't make it.

The scene ends, and your still trying. Your grunts a mix of pleasure and frustration. You just want to...

The doorbell rings, bringing your attention away from the movie. Could it really be your food already? Only...

You stop massaging your breast, picking up your phone. About 25 minutes. "Okay, maybe..." you huff out.

The doorbell rings again. You remove your other hand from your mound and stand up, heading to the door.