Hot brunette fucks herself with dildo until she squirts

Tipsy Lindsay slipped out of bed, her heart racing as she crept down the hall to the bathroom. The house was quiet, everyone asleep after the wild party. She knew she should go back to bed but the aching need between her thighs had grown unbearable. Slipping inside the small room, she locked the door and clicked on the dim nightlight.

Lindsay looked at herself in the mirror, taking in her bare skin, flushed and glowing. Her short brown hair curled messily around her face, green eyes shining. She raised her hands to caress her small, pert breasts, fingers circling her stiff pink nipples. Pinching them, she let out a quiet moan, the sensuous ache growing hotter.

Sliding a hand down her taut tummy, Lindsay slipped a slender finger between her soft folds, gasping to find herself drenched and aching. Already swollen and slick with desire, she rubbed her sensitive little pearl, hips moving restlessly as shocks of electric pleasure jolted through her. Her middle finger teased her entrance, dipping in to the first knuckle as teasing sparks made her walls clench hungrily.

“Need more,” Lindsay whimpered breathlessly, urgency and impatience rising. Her clit throbbed, needing more stimulation. Even deeper inside, her untouched pussy ached, requiring something thick to fill it. Reaching into the medicine cabinet, she pulled out a bright pink dildo, the fake cock lifelike and realistically shaped. It was thick, Cynthia’s big vibrator, a grotesque contrast to her slender hand. But Lindsay had snuck a peek at it jealousy, aching to fill herself.

Bringing it to her mouth, Lindsay hitched a slender leg up on the sink and spread herself wide. Leaning in, she licked around the unyielding tip, slicking it with her spit. Her tongue swirled, leaving a shiny trail. She whimpered at the taste, knowing what was coming. Guiding it to her entrance, she rubbed it through her soaked folds, covering it in her juices. Then, with a gasp, she started pushing it in, clenching and stretching around the girthy toy.

“Ohh fuck,” Lindsay cried breathlessly, head falling back as more and more of the thick cock split her open. It stretched her drenched walls around the girth, her pussy livid and puffy from arousal, greedy for something to fill it. “So fucking big…” She groaned as she worked it deeper, feeling stuffed and stretched, artfully opening herself to take the dildo’s full length.

Finally sitting it deep, she started fucking herself hurriedly, short gasps and cries escaping. Her walls clutched, fluttering and milking the toy. She reached down with one hand, frigging her clit with urgent circles as the other pushed her toy to the hilt, pounding it into herself.

Lindsay’s hips moved in needy rolls as her pussy clenched around the dildo. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” she chanted hurriedly under her breath, chasing her orgasm. Her clit throbbed under her fingers, pulsing out scorching heat through her nerves. With desperate determination, she played herself harder and faster, squeezing the cock so hard it made her muscles ache.

Crying out sharply, she pushed the dildo in and ground it against her spot, making stars explode behind her eyelids. Her fingers rubbed her clit so hard she thought she might bruise. The friction built to a screaming crescendo between her legs as she worked herself into a frenzy. Than, with a broken sob, her pussy clamped down and ripped her apart, coming so hard it was nearly painful. She shook and spasmed, gripping the edge of the sink as her thighs trembled, gushing fluid over her toy and hands.

Falling forward, Lindsay sagged against the counter, gasping for breath as the ripples of pleasure started to ebb. Her pussy fluttered, overtime escapingly coiling, nerves still singing. She clutched the dildo, still deep inside, relishing the thick feel even now. Leaning back, she withdrew it slowly, shuddering at the rip of her clinging pussy. Tossing it aside onto the floor recklessly, she had just enough sense to reach for toilet paper and clean up before creeping back into bed, exhausted and satisfied. She snuggled against Cynthia’s warm back, and dropped quickly into a deep, peaceful slumber.