Tight hole gets a big dildo in her when parents sleep behind the wall – LuxuryOrgasm

The Woodlands, Texas – Natasha’s heart fluttered nervously in her chest as she crept along the dimly lit hallway, careful not to make a sound. The faint snores of her parents wafted from behind the partially ajar master bedroom door, indicating they were in a deep slumber.

At 18, Natasha was considered mature for her age, with a slender yet curvy figure, long dark hair, and piercing hazel eyes. Her casual tank top and tiny sleep shorts hugged her nubile body. In her small hands were a large silicone dildo and a bottle of lube.

While her parents thought she was studying in her room, Natasha had been exploring her body and discovering the joy of self-pleasure for months now. Late at night, after her parents drifted off, she would sneak to the living room to watch adult films and then rush back to her room to masturbate. The forbidden thrill of it all sent delicious shivers down her spine.

Tonight, Natasha felt adventurous. She yearned to push her boundaries further and forgot herself in the heat of sexual release. Silently, she tiptoed back to her parent’s bedroom and pushed open the door, a mischievous grin on her face.

Slipping past the bed, Natasha made her way to the walk-in closet. Inside the dimly lit space, lit only by the night light, she stripped off her clothes, leaving herself bare. She greased up the thick dildo and spread some on her tight virgin slit. Natasha inhaled deeply, savoring the taboo thrill of what she was about to do, mere feet from where her parents slept.

With a trembling hand, she propped one leg up on a small stool and pressed the dildo’s bulbous tip against her dripping wet slit. She gasped quietly as it parted her delicate folds, stealing into her tight channel. Natasha sunk down further, the thick silicone stretching her impossibly tight hole. Inch by inch, she took it deeper until she bottomed out, the dildo buried in her heat.

Natasha bit her lip to stifle a moan, not wanting to wake her parents. Slowly, she started to rock her hips, pulling the dildo almost out before driving it back in. Her tight walls clenched and fluttered around the intruding object as she established a steady rhythm, plunging the dildo in and out of her gripping cunt.

Her free hand crept up to cup her pert breast, thumb and forefinger rolling and pinching her stiffening nipple. Jolt of exquisite pleasure shot through her, making Natasha arch her back and gasp. She pinched harder, reveling in the delicious pain.

Gaining confidence, Natasha started working the strap-on faster, driving it deep inside her pounding pussy. The wet sounds of her coupling filled the closet and Natasha covered her mouth with a shaky hand to keep from crying out in blissed out abandon.

Waves of ecstasy crashed over Natasha as she fucked herself with wild abandon, the dildo plunging in and out of her sopping snatch. Juices dripped down her thighs, leaving glistening trails on her flesh. Her breath came in stuttered pants as the pressure built in her core, heading for the edge of a toe-curling orgasm.

Just as Natasha approached the brink, she heard the recognizable creaking of the bed. Her eyes shot open wide in panic as she frantically pulled the dildo out of her quivering pussy. She barely managed to slip into her clothes, hiding the lube and dildo behind her back as her bedroom door swung open.

“Ha? Has Natasha no gone to bed yet?” Her father mumbled, rubbing at bleary eyes. He looked past her into the closet, a deep furrow creasing his forehead. “What are you doing back here, principe? The dark and scary, you know.”

“I-I…” Natasha stammered, frantically trying to come up with an excuse. “I f-forgot my project for tomorrow. I needed the supplies in my art kit in there.”

Her father peered closer, checking for any signs of wrongdoing, but all he saw was a nervous girl hugging her art kit. “Oh, okay. You best get to bed,hana. Big day tomorrow with classes and all.”

Natasha nodded eagerly and waited until her father’s footsteps faded away before letting out a relieved sigh. That had been close. Too close. But the near brush with discovery did nothing to quench the fire burning inside her. In fact, it only stoked the flames of her desire higher. Her pussy throbbed incessantly, craving more stimulation.

Desperate to finish what she started, Natasha rushed to her bed. She buried her face against the mattress and pushed a hand into her shorts, shoving two fingers into her dripping slit. The scent of her arousal filled her nostrils, adding to her pent-up excitement.

She pistoned her fingers ruthlessly, at reckless speed, chasing the climax she’d been denied. Her inner muscles squeezed tightly around her digits as she fingered herself into a frenzy. Natasha tried to stifle her moans by burying her face in her pillow, but she still couldn’t hold back the whimpering cries of pleasure.

It only took a minute before Natasha was teetering on the edge of a mind-melting orgasm. She rubbed tight circles around her aching clit as she exploded, gushing all over her pumping fingers. Her body quaked with the force of her climax, making herську tingle from head to toe.

“Fuck…” Natasha panted into the pillow, her incriptions still fluttering at the intensity of her orgasm. “Holy shit, that was so good…”

Exhausted but deeply satisfied, Natasha collapsed back onto her bed, a serene smile on her face. She drifted off to a blissful sleep, dreaming of all the taboo ways she wanted to fool around next time.