Pleasuring Herself

With a shudder she remembered what she had read earlier. Humiliation and anger flooded through her even as her body screamed for further release. Slowly, tentatively, she trailed her dripping fingers down past her pussy toward her other, more sensitive hole. Nervously she circled her sensitive bud, and the gentle touch sent shivers of pleasure through her. All her embarrassment, all her humiliation dropped away and she reveled in the new sensations.

 













She moved her other hand down to stroke her clit, edging around and around it, making herself squirm with pleasure. With one finger stroking up and down her sensitive bud, she began to do figure eights around her clit with her other hand. She gasped and writhed under the double stimulation. Within moments she felt the wave of intense pleasure rising. She let out a quiet moan and began to tease her tight hole, her circles and strokes getting smaller and smaller, all the while rubbing her clit faster and faster. It was almost too much, she felt herself reaching the edge, and then she slowly pushed her finger in to her tight bud, just to the first knuckle. The sharp, burning sensation drew a gasp from her, and her other hand moved frantically over her clit. She was panting now, the double stimulation nearly too much to bear. 

Suddenly she pictured James watching her as she was now, laid out on the couch, panting and flushed and so close to finishing herself off. "Oh my god," she arched her back and moaned as the image of him pushed her over the edge. She felt the intense waves of pleasure crashing over her again and again, her hips bucking against her hands as she gave in to the powerful orgasm. As she lay back on the couch, flushed and dripping wet, she thought with a shock of pleasure and embarrassment of how James would react if he knew what she had just done, and what had pushed her over the edge.