I’m feeling a little bit naughty tonight. I’ve been trying to contain myself, but as of late I’ve been so horny and things are finally coming to a head.
You see, I’m a student at university. I’ve been living in a dorm room with three other girls and haven’t had the privacy to get off in weeks. But that’s all changing tonight. Even though two of the girls are still in here, I’m going to do it. I need to cum too badly to wait any longer.
The lights are off in our room and I’m under the covers in my assigned top bunk. They have no idea what I’m doing. Ever so quietly, I pull up my shirt. My breasts are big and soft and sensitive and it’s thrilling to feel my sensitive nipples rubbing against my blankets. This is really happening. I’m really doing this. With one hand, I reach up and pinch my right nipple. I’m so starved for touch that even that small pressure elicits a quiet gasp.
Not ready to be through yet, I roll the nipple slowly between my thumb and index finger. I can feel it immediately hardening beneath my fingertips. I move onto the left nipple, pinching it a little harder this time. It too gets rolled slowly between my fingers until it stands erect on top of my breast. Going in with both hands now, I pull both nipples upwards. It hurts, but in a good way. I’ve certainly never minded that kind of pain. Already I can feel wetness flooding between my legs. Under normal circumstances, maybe I’d spend more time on my tits. But I’m being impatient tonight.
Bring sure not to move too much to arouse suspicion, I slowly push my sweatpants down my legs, until they’re around my ankles. I can’t see my panties, as I’m still covered with the blanket, but I know there’s a spreading wet spot on the front. Over my panties, I rub slowly up and down and have to bite my tongue to keep from moaning softly. Eagerly, I gather the front of my panties and pull them up so the fabric disappears between my swollen lips. I can feel the pressure and it feels magnificent. I let go of my panties and allow them to rest there in between my pussy lips for a moment.
I lift my hips up off the bed carefully and pull my panties down so they join the sweatpants around my ankles. There I am, nearly naked beneath the covers, about to fuck myself, and no one is the wiser. Still massaging and pinching my tits with one hand, I reach downwards. Even before I touch it, I can feel the heat radiating from my pussy. I cover my mound fully with one hand, already feeling how wet I’ve become.
Smiling deviously to myself, I hit my pussy lightly with the palm of my hand, once, twice, three times. And then harder. And harder. And then once more, as hard as I can without making too much noise. God, I need to cum.
Finally, I dip a finger between my swollen lips. It’s soft, wet, perfect. Slowly, I run that finger up and down my slit, barely touching my skin, teasing myself.
Begrudgingly, I remove my hand from my tits and spread my pussy lips wide open with two fingers. Even under the blankets, I feel a rush of cold air hitting my now exposed pussy. I feel like such a slut and I love it.
I run my middle finger up the center of my pussy until I find it, that perfect bundle of erotic nerves, my clit. Even just brushing over it sends a jolt through my body. With my middle finger, I trace slow circles around that little button. I’m tempted to go faster, to cum right then and there, but restrain myself. I repeat those slow circles for a few moments more then abruptly pinch my clit. I could’ve screamed, but instead settle for squirming in bed.
I’m right on the edge of orgasming, so I have to pull my hands away for several seconds to cool down. I’m not quite done yet.
As much as I wish I could, I don’t have any toys of my own in the room. Instead, I turn to an old favorite, a thick sharpie. I’m sure it isn’t as good as a dildo, but I can get the whole thing inside of me, and it’s what I’ve got.
I warm up my tight hole with one finger, tracing lightly around the entrance and barely pushing my fingertip inside. I am so ready to fuck myself.
Inhaling sharply, I push the marker all the way inside of myself. Delighting in the feeling of being filled at last, I leave it there for a few seconds and then pull it all the way out. It’s soaking wet.
I do it again. All the way in, and then all the way out.
I follow this with a few fast strokes, in and out, in and out. I’m biting my tongue to keep from moaning again. It feels so fucking good, my pussy is practically sucking the marker in, it’s so hungry to be fucked.
I need to cum so badly. I’m done waiting.
With my right hand, I continue to pump the marker in my hole, all the way in, and all the way out. With my left hand, I return to my clit. I’m rotating between tapping it gently with two fingers and tracing circles all around it. I’m ok the brink of orgasm almost instantly. This time I do not shy away.
Fucking myself faster and faster with the marker, I start rolling my clit between my fingers, almost pinching it. The orgasm is building rapidly, everything is coming to a head-
please, please, please—
Release.
God, the orgasm is explosive. I feel my back arching and my eyes flutter shut as I feel those familiar ripples of pleasure. Out of breath, I lie there for a few seconds, marker hanging slightly out of my drooling pussy.
I glance quickly over towards the restroom of the room. My antics have attracted no attention from my roommates. With a grin, I pull my shirt back over my tits and my pants back up over my hips.
Maybe I’ll try this again soon.
