My Own Little Adventure
Finally, she had some time alone...
By Eloraa(sub female)
November 25, 2025
Finally, she had some time alone. She had been waiting for everyone to leave, and the moment she was by herself, she went straight for her pink anal plug. It had been so long since she’d had the time to play.
She was already wet when she took off her pants and panties. She got on her bed and started playing with her clitoris and vagina, using soft caresses and pressure. She slid a finger inside to get it lubricated and then started playing with her ass. Ever since she discovered that area, she'd loved touching it. Using her own juices, she lubricated her entrance, caressed it, and slowly slid a finger in. God, it felt so good to be inside, to feel that tight embrace. She kept going, in and out, in and out, until she couldn't take it anymore.
She put some lubricant on her plug and brought it to her entrance. It was cold, which felt so good at the same time. She started applying gentle pressure, twisting it slightly. It had been so long since she'd played with herself that there was a little resistance. Once it was finally inside, she closed her legs to create some friction against her core and get used to the feeling of the plug.
Her objective for today was to get completely naked and kneel in front of her bed once the plug was in. That's why she had been so eager to get it inside. So she knelt, naked, with a pillow under her knees because the floor was too cold and hard. She leaned her chest against the edge of her bed, wanting to feel something against her nipples. She didn't want to touch herself just yet, so she started writing this while moving her hips, just enough to feel something without grinding into the pillow. She wished so badly she could hump a leg or something hard. She would love to see herself right now, adorned with her pink plug.
Unable to bear it any longer, she set the phone aside, lowered her head to the bed, and let her hands take over. Gathering the slick wetness from her inner thigh, she began to circle her clitoris with her right hand while her left teased the entrance of her vagina, a finger slipping inside from time to time. The pressure and speed built until a first orgasm washed over her, but it wasn't enough.
Eyes closed, legs spread wider, knees now pressed against the hard, cold floor without the pillow's softness. The fantasy took hold: her head resting on a clothed man's leg, his hand tangled in her hair, twisting and pulling. He was watching her every move, listening to every sound she made, and the image sent her over the edge again. A second orgasm pulsed through her, vagina and ass clenching and releasing. It felt incredible.
Eyes fluttering open, she brought her fingers to her mouth, savoring the taste. A dull ache settled into her knees, a satisfying reminder of her exertion. Once her breathing steadied, she sat back on her heels, hands on her thighs, and stretched. She loved the feeling of putting her panties on while still damp, the slickness a secret thrill as she began to walk.
She was already wet when she took off her pants and panties. She got on her bed and started playing with her clitoris and vagina, using soft caresses and pressure. She slid a finger inside to get it lubricated and then started playing with her ass. Ever since she discovered that area, she'd loved touching it. Using her own juices, she lubricated her entrance, caressed it, and slowly slid a finger in. God, it felt so good to be inside, to feel that tight embrace. She kept going, in and out, in and out, until she couldn't take it anymore.
She put some lubricant on her plug and brought it to her entrance. It was cold, which felt so good at the same time. She started applying gentle pressure, twisting it slightly. It had been so long since she'd played with herself that there was a little resistance. Once it was finally inside, she closed her legs to create some friction against her core and get used to the feeling of the plug.
Her objective for today was to get completely naked and kneel in front of her bed once the plug was in. That's why she had been so eager to get it inside. So she knelt, naked, with a pillow under her knees because the floor was too cold and hard. She leaned her chest against the edge of her bed, wanting to feel something against her nipples. She didn't want to touch herself just yet, so she started writing this while moving her hips, just enough to feel something without grinding into the pillow. She wished so badly she could hump a leg or something hard. She would love to see herself right now, adorned with her pink plug.
Unable to bear it any longer, she set the phone aside, lowered her head to the bed, and let her hands take over. Gathering the slick wetness from her inner thigh, she began to circle her clitoris with her right hand while her left teased the entrance of her vagina, a finger slipping inside from time to time. The pressure and speed built until a first orgasm washed over her, but it wasn't enough.
Eyes closed, legs spread wider, knees now pressed against the hard, cold floor without the pillow's softness. The fantasy took hold: her head resting on a clothed man's leg, his hand tangled in her hair, twisting and pulling. He was watching her every move, listening to every sound she made, and the image sent her over the edge again. A second orgasm pulsed through her, vagina and ass clenching and releasing. It felt incredible.
Eyes fluttering open, she brought her fingers to her mouth, savoring the taste. A dull ache settled into her knees, a satisfying reminder of her exertion. Once her breathing steadied, she sat back on her heels, hands on her thighs, and stretched. She loved the feeling of putting her panties on while still damp, the slickness a secret thrill as she began to walk.