Here is a story of one of my many masturbation sessions. I hope you enjoy!

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I had just stepped out of the shower, and I was feeling horny.

I spread body butter all over my body, paying extra attention to my abundantly-sized tits. My tits are very sensitive and I absolutely love playing with them. I have definitely given myself a few titty orgasms in the past! I love to massage them, play with my nipples, and I especially love that because of their size, I can suck them. It makes me wet just thinking about it!

I played with a few of my toys for a few minutes before I grabbed my dual action vibrator. I love this vibrator because I can insert in my pussy, and it also has a butterfly head to rub my clit.

I put some lube on the vibrator, imagining that I was giving my future husband a hand job. I can’t wait to finally play with my new favorite toy: his hard cock. But for now, this toy would have to do. 

Once the vibrator was thoroughly lubed up, I turned it on and placed the insertable head on my clit. I like to rub my clit for a bit before I head into the main event. Mmh, it felt so good!

Once I was very aroused and warmed up, I inserted it inside my wet pussy. I pushed it all the way in so I could feel the butterfly head on my clit while it’s inside me. It felt so good!

I started moving the toy moving in and out of pussy. I went back and forth imagining two different things. I imagined the shaft inside me was my future husband’s cock, thrusting deep inside me, in and out, and I loved the thought of a real cock deep inside me. I also imagined his hands on the toy, moving it in and out of me, watching the pleasure course through my body. Both images were so hot!

I imagined us talking dirty to each other. I called him Baby or Daddy. He called me good girl or sweetheart, and the affectionate names made me even more wet. I don’t know his name yet, but I can’t wait to scream it.

With all these sexy thoughts and all of the amazing stimulation, I came so hard.

My body was spent from the self pleasure and fantasies, but I still couldn’t stop thinking about him—my future husband. I can’t wait to finally play with him.