badinfluencegirl

i can’t sleep.

i can’t sleep because i’m all wired up inside. my tummy is churning and tossing and roiling and yet i’m not sick and i don’t need to use the bathroom.

i try a hundred positions and i’m still wide awake.

i go to the bathroom anyway.

i try fifty more.

i check that my alarm is on.

i try twenty five more.

i find myself lying on my stomach with my hand under my cheek and another resting under my hipbone.

i think about chef. [twenty five year old calvin klein model looking, short blond haired, running hipped and climbing shouldered, most likely seen wearing low rise ooooooold jeans that just stay on his hips and a loose but somehow clingy linen shirt hottie that i know {yes, really that hot}]

i notice a little electric tingle and a renewed surge from my tummy.

i think about you, reading my blog and touching yourself, and i get another tingle.

i think about book [the man i would marry if my life were a book. not sure we'll ever get around to dating] and i think about the last couple of stories that i wrote and i think about the man that most recently stepped on me and i think about the man that i most recently had sex with.

i realise that i am lying with my legs as wide apart as they will go and my mons pressed into the bed.

i think about that.

i am intrigued.

i think about chef some more. i think about what it would feel like to take his beautiful little bottom into my hands and hold it as tightly as i want while i impale myself on him. i know i can do this because muscle likes when you do that and he’s made without fat.

i wonder how his lats and back would feel under my hands.

i feel my fingers tingle.

i remember that he knows how to move from his centre, that magical point a third of the way from your belly button to your pubic bone.

i wonder how it would be to fuck a twenty five year old who runs and cycles for fun and endurance. who climbs for strength and pretty muscles and grace.

i note that i’m opening down below.

i consider moving my body.

i get a little jolt through my pussy.

i notice that my body is relaxing and consider sleeping now. i would have lovely dreams if i were to do that.

i twitch downstairs and notice that my toes are slightly curled. from this i get the idea that sleep won’t come easily at the moment.

i think about a hot, hard, thick, erect cock entering me in exactly this position, legs open as wide as they’ll go and bare bottom to the sky.

i twitch and feel my pelvis grind into the bed a little and i notice that i am feeling very moist now.

i feel little quivers begin in my depths and my toes get a little tighter.

the hand that is under my hip becomes a finger that reaches under me to slide along my trimmed mons and over my aching button.

i twitch again, much more strongly.

i feel my finger slide along my sopping wet labia and back to my aching button and i tremble there.

my pelvis lifts off the bed a little for easier access and i feel myself respond instantly to my finger and it’s work. i slide around myself for a while, teasing at my entrance and returning again and again to my button.

my hard, protruding, wanting, needing, aching clitoris. i stroke it again and again, changing the pressure and the angle and the speed and i feel myself beginning to lose control of my body.

i lose all sense of finesse as shocks begin travelling from my centre to my toes and back. my hips are jerking up and down now, still relatively small movements but my buttocks are flexing.

i imagine you watching me, my legs spread wide as i play with myself and you slowly releasing your straining cock so you can play too.

i feel myself open wider.

i flip over and place my hips on a pillow so my clit is the highest point on my body and begin to rub it more purposefully with occasional dips into the well for lubrication.

the well is feeling left out.

i groan as my hips thrust and my cunt begs for filling and i reach up and grab my beautiful, blue, vibrating rabbit dildo while my finger continues to tease my throbbing clit.

i turn it on to it’s lowest setting and tease myself with the swirling pearls. i know they’re for inside but they feel amazing this way.

i rest the moving head along my sopping slit as i soak the toy in my juices, slowly i turn it and then start to slide it up and down along myself. never quite losing the beads as they turn against me.

i tease my entrance with the head as it rotates against me and undulate slowly against the toy. i tease myself with it for as long as i can bear before finally sliding it in most of the way with one thrust.

i turn on the clitoral stimulator piece and slowly fuck myself with the blue simulated penis. i particularly like the material and the way it feels like real skin after my lubrication gets done with it.

it will never replace a real penis of course but for now i fuck myself with it, hard and fast and not nice at all.

i tease my clit with the rabbit ears as the rotating head slides deeper and deeper inside me.

i’m panting now and my hips are thrusting again and again to meet the toy as i feel my buttocks flex against the pillow they’re resting on.

my head thrashes from side to side and i feel a gush start deep inside me and coat my toy. i pump it into myself with renewed enthusiasm as i writhe on my pillowy throne.

tremors are filling me now, my toes curling hard as i throb in that inexplicable way that happens when you’re riding a wave that ends in an orgasm.

i feel myself trying to clench and close off and i fight it off and open and open and open as the toy slams into me now and i speed it up again and again until i’m panting and my head is thrashing from side to side until finally i can bear it no longer and i howl as i am engulfed in pleasure and my pussy throbs and throbs again around the plastic penis buried deep inside me.

i feel shocks run through my body that start and end deep inside myself and i feel myself clench around my toy again and again as slowly my pelvis sinks back down on to the pillow and the tension that’s been building in my tummy all day finally dissipates.

i drop my vibe on the shelf beside my bed, drop a finger to my throbbing slit and tease ever so slightly. rewarded by little aftershocks i smile to myself and slowly drift off to sleep on waves of pleasure…

perchance to dream of you?