As I find myself alone in the house, my senses are overwhelmed by the silence that surrounds me. I can't help but feel an insatiable urge welling up inside of me, a desire that seems to grow stronger the quieter it all gets. I've always been this way - when there's no one else around, the voices in my head become infinitely louder and more demanding. And today, they're demanding one thing: release.
Without a second thought, I rush upstairs to my bedroom where I know I'll find at least some semblance of privacy. As soon as the door clicks shut behind me, I reach down between my legs and start fingering my soaking wet pussy, feeling the familiar heat and wetness of my arousal against my fingers. I moan softly as I push two fingers deep inside, feeling the walls of my pussy clench around them in reply.
My other hand trails up my thigh, over my smooth stomach, and finally comes to rest on my hairy mound. The sensation sends shivers down my spine - I'd always been a bit self-conscious about my patch of curls but in this moment, it feels incredibly erotic. I start rubbing my budding clitoris, drawing tiny circles that soon grow wider and more insistent.
My breath hitches in my throat as the pleasure builds inside of me, every nerve ending on fire with desire. I can feel myself getting closer and closer, the walls of my pussy squeezing down on my fingers whenever I move them. And then, just when I think I can't take it any longer, I finally orgasm - a scream escapes my lips as waves of ecstasy wash over me.
As the aftershocks subside, I realize I need more. My fingers, still buried inside me, start moving again, searching for any last traces of stimulation. And then, suddenly, a wave of nausea washes over me. I gasp for air as I feel my bowels loosening - I'm going to shit!
Gasping and moaning in equal parts, I pinch my nose shut and let the sensation overtake me. Hot, steaming shit fills the air as a thick stream of it leaves my pussy and lands on the floor. I continue to masturbate through it all, my fingers still working their magic as I squirt hot, sticky cum all over my hand and the shitty mess below.
As the waves of pleasure and disgust wash over me, I collapse onto the floor, spent and satisfied. It's not how I would've expected to spend my afternoon alone, but damn does it feel good. I might have to try this again soon.
