Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, NonConsensual, Brother, Sister, Safe Sex, Masturbation, .
Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Kimmie lets her fingers do the talking, and her chocolate friend LUKE do the walking!
It's mesmerizing really; the slow swirling of the snowflakes outside my window in the cold December air. A person could easily get lost watching for just mere seconds, and I did...
The white snowy blissful winter air was my absolute favorite part of the winter. I really don't like going outside to play in it, no that part of life passed with the playing of baby dolls and the infamous Barbie doll™. Yeah, just the joy of knowing that it was going to snow on Christmas day was all the incentive that I needed to travel back to my cold home in New London. Yeah I know they are called the New England states but to those of us who call it home, it's New London.
I had completely packed all of the things needed to move out of the dorm for Christmas break, and I was ready to go, and I just had to wait on mom to come pick me up, so I sat at the window and stared until I got lost in the freshly fallen snow. My mind drifted off and I was mesmerized just like that!
'What did mom buy me for Christmas?'-'Will I find the right boyfriend when I head home for break?' – 'What will the girls and I do when I call them and tell them I made it home?' ... and just like that I found myself staring into the freshly fallen white powder that lined the ground as far as the eye could see, and covered the trees oh so gracefully.
A half an hour probably passed with me just sitting there gazing out into the snow and I didn't know about it because my mind left me, and my brain completely shut down, all except for the vital functions that kept me alive. (kind of like being asleep, but with your eyes open... )
The next thing I knew, I unbuttoned the snap on my denim jeans, and I was lying back onto my bed. Then the zipper was pulled down, and the sound was so crisp, and so clean... (What was I doing?)
I lifted my tiny waist off of the bed, and hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my panties and jeans, and before I knew it, they were at my knees, and the entire center of my body was uncovered... (This had to be a dream! Couldn't be real ... Had to be a dream!)
I stuck my right index and middle finger into my mouth, got them nice and wet, and stuck them into my already nice and damp hot box, and started moving them around. It felt so damn good; but this couldn't be real, I was sleeping.
I started motioning with my fingers, and stroking my insides with a 'come hither' gesture once I was completely inside myself. 'Damn! A boyfriend would be so great right now!' I thought.
The sloppy sloshing sound was filling my room, and I felt the urge to be caught rush over my body as if it were a bucket of cold water, and it sent chills up and down my spine. 'Too bad Chloe went home on break. She would love this.' I thought ... or did I? I was sleeping ... what is going on?
I felt myself reach up and stick my two soaked fingers into my mouth to lick the juices from my glistening fingers, and then I reached back down and inserted them back into my feverish hot box and started attacking my G-spot with fervor, and so continued the painful- pleasure. Stroking the inside, spreading my fingers, bringing them out so I could run them along my swollen puffy pussy lips, dancing around my hot hard clit as not to touch it yet ... and this mindless torture continued, and progressed until, my body was racked with a mind-blowing orgasm.
NO, this wasn't sleep, but an orgasmic trance, because if I was sleeping, I must be that good that I undressed my entire lower half, and I remember that part quite well!
Now what? This was way too good to stop, but mom should be arriving any minute. And my orgasm that had racked my body was still sending tremors through my body, and I felt as if I were going to lose consciousness.
I knew exactly what to do! And stopping wasn't the right decision. To my right was my night stand, and in the top drawer was my best friend in the whole world.
Luke as I lovingly named him, was a 7" chocolate colored dildo that I bought about three years ago and it has gotten me through a lot of rough times. Luke so expertly slid into my wet slippery cunt without a problem and I started pumping him in and out of me furiously. The chocolate color of him was in bright contrast to my creamy white pussy lips and my hot pink insides. But I loved him, and his chocolate color was the main reason I bought him.
All the way to the hilt I pushed, until my pussy had swallowed as much as she could handle and I drove Luke's entirety inside me as I focused on bringing myself to yet another mind blowing orgasm. My bright pink diamond cutter nipples were so tight they were starting to hurt, but I had bigger and better, hotter and (did I mention) Wetter fish to fry. I needed this orgasm like nothing else. Luke's rock hard rubber manhood filled my pink canal so well, and felt so good, I kept thrusting him into me harder and harder.
'I think I'll wait, ' I thought as I took Luke from my creamy, oozing pussy and grabbed my lubrication from the side drawer and gave him a quick rub down, and slowly inched him into my forbidden entry. It hurt so good as I entered Luke deep into my bowels. I slowly started fucking my tight asshole, and once he entered easier, I fucked myself for all it was worth.
Hearing myself moan uncontrollably, "oh Luke," turned me on that much more! "Fuck that feels good!" I thought. In and out, faster and faster I stroked, until I couldn't take it anymore. I popped Luke out with a "pop," wiped him off on the sheets, then shoved him deeply back into my twat. Harder and harder I pumped him into me, and the "SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP," sound of his balls slapping off of my asshole was sending me over the edge.
"Fuck your little band slut, fuck me! Fuck me harder, harder, and harder. FUCK me you sexy black bastard." I squealed as I pounded Luke into my wet slit.
Sweat beads were forming on my forehead as I slammed Luke into me. It felt so good to fuck again with a hard cock like Luke. It had been so long since I had gotten off, and it was very rarely that I used my Black Stallion to do it. It was normally other things that I used, like the bed post, Chloe's softball bat, softball, and the corner of Chloe's dresser. There was also Chloe's cordless phone, and my personal favorite, Chloe!
The orgasm that I finally had, ripped my body completely open. And as I dug my sharp fingernails into my thigh, I ripped my body completely open too! I left four inch gash marks in both of my thighs leading up from my knees. "FUCK I'm CUMMMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG! I squealed in such a high pitch that I believe anyone left in the dorms had to hear me.
Well to say the least, I blacked out. I had to have been out for a good minute because the clock read 4:57, and when I came too, it was 4:59pm. The snow was still falling as I looked out of the window, and I still was totally blissfully mesmerized.
A flash of color out of the corner of my eye made me look up at the door and when I did, I met the greatest horror of my young twenty two years. My mother and twin brother were standing in my doorway with their mouths gaping so wide, my brother's tongue looked like it was going to fall out.
As embarrassed as I was, I knew there was nothing I could do. I had been caught, and there would be hell to pay. And as crazy as this situation was, I still had to answer for it, so I thought, ... fuck it, and said;
"What? Haven't you ever seen a black cock before?
Just to mention, my mom wasn't the happiest camper, but for some reason, my twin couldn't stop staring at my scratched leg, and my still ever so sloppy, and creamy pussy...
I'll fix him later!