My roommate finally left and I’m losing my mind
Finally. Alone. For the first time in like 2 years I have the apartment to myself and I’m absolutely feral right now. I’ve got every light off, door double-locked, and I’m spread out on my bed with my phone propped where I can see every notification pop up. I’m wearing just an oversized t-shirt no bra, no pants, absolutely soaked through my underwear already. I’ve got my hitachi wedged between my legs, still on the first setting but pressed hard against my clit through the fabric.
Every time my phone buzzes with a comment or an upvote, I’m clicking it higher. I’m already at level 6 and my hips are bucking on their own. I keep having to stop typing to grip the sheets because my whole body is vibrating.
I’m literally soaked through to my thighs. I’ve got a pillow stuffed in my mouth because I’m terrified the neighbors will hear me moaning.
The worst part? I made a stupid rule that I can’t finish until I’ve responded to every single person who messages me.
I’m throbbing, dripping, my clit is pulsing against this toy, and I’m supposed to have coherent conversations while I’m like this.
So… yeah. Ask me literally anything. I’m right here, legs shaking, forcing myself to keep this thing pressed where it’s torturing me. Make me suffer for it.