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🕑 Added 2021-04-21 21:00:00 +0000 UTCIt was more than simply masturbation. The stimulation went deep into her body, fitting itself to the ache at her core, mounting and building with inevitable potency. Natasha felt slippery inside her sweltering cunt—the trickle of arousal down her groin.
In no time at all, she was sodden with the evidence of her frustrated need. Even her clitoris swelled with blood, slipping free of its hood and jetting against the light tantalization of her nightie. Just feeling the loose folds of satin against its burgeoning tip made Natasha moan aloud.
She felt perverted, but she kept going—slipping one shoulder strap down her arm until her left breast was exposed. She caressed it, grateful for how much heft it held. Unlike her smaller chested companions, she could hold it up… point the swollen nipple at herself… take it into her own mouth with a rush of feeling.
She wondered if Spider-Man would like to watch her do this…
“MMMMM,” she moaned, rubbing her thighs together as she sucked at her nipple, her lips forming a seal where her creamy flesh became the pink areola. Her tongue lapped at the engorged nipples between her teeth, lightning in the dense nerves inside, running like electricity from one sensitive place to another. There was a galaxy of feeling in her tiny little nipple.
Her clit stood out boldly from the pouting lips of her cunt, pulsing with each rapid beat of her racing heart. Natasha felt those throbs rippling through her folds and going up into her empty cunt, where she’d been waiting to feel Peter. Where she was most acutely aware of not having him.
It was maddening. Natasha wanted to drive her fists into the walls, break someone’s face, run and jump—anything to give herself some kind of relief. Unable to sit still a moment longer, she kicked back her covers and jumped out of bed.
In the bureau drawer, beneath her underwear was a bullet vibrator. It was meant to fill the fleeting time when otherwise she’d want a man, but she’d been too busy even for that. Or maybe she just didn’t want to whet an appetite she knew would go unfulfilled. But she was hungry now, that was for damn sure. Might as well have a snack.
It didn’t work. It literally didn’t work. The batteries she’d put in it whenever she’d used the vibrator last were dead now.
“Zhizn’ ebet meya!” Natasha swore under her breath.
She walked to the kitchen, not bothering even to pull up the shoulder strap on her flowing nightie, and robbed the flashlight in her junk drawer of its batteries. Back in the bedroom, she put them into the vibrator and screwed its cover back on. Then she tried the switch again and it buzzed into motion, working fine.
Natasha switched it off and laid it on the nightstand—the buzzing was too much of a distraction, an ongoing aggravation on her already frazzled nerves. Her hands trembled with anticipation as she whisked her nightgown off. Then she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and skinned them down her long, shapely legs, noting how wet the crotch was when her panties hit the floor. She was naked now… picking up the pink plastic vibrator again.
Natasha wondered what Peter would think if he could see her now, with her pink bullet ready to satisfy her cunt. He’d probably be too busy staring at her naked body—the flesh supple and creamy, the few scars only an accoutrement to the overwhelming perfection of her shapely form—even if he noticed, he’d be too polite to point out how ironic it was that someone as beautiful as her had to rely on a vibrator instead of a man.
Natasha turned the little knob at the end and her bullet started whirring, the very sound striking her as lewd. She smiled, decided she would focus on the fun of this—the satisfaction—over how pathetic it was.
She probed the tight little slit of her cunt with the vibrating dildo. It tickled at first. She liked the feeling. It sent quivers and tingles into her folds, just a bit bigger than the physical sensation really was, playing on the tenderness inside her. Natasha wanted to know what it would feel like if she ran the vibrator over her clit. She liked to do that with her fingers. It had to be something to do it with the bullet.
Comments
barrelybarrel
The build up for this is so worth it!
Shendude
Interesting.
