Imani’s fingers danced across her taut, chocolate skin as she gazed into the mirror above her dresser. The morning sun cast a warm glow, highlighting the sheen of sweat beading on her forehead. Her breathing quickened, her heart pounding in her chest as a throbbing need pulsed between her thighs.
The room around her blurred as she gripped the wooden leg of her bed, biting her lip to stifle a moan. Imani’s hands roamed down her sides, her touch feather-light, stoking the flames of her arousal. She reached beneath the bed skirt, her fingers closing around the familiar shape of her trusty dildo.
With a fluid motion, she withdrew it, the smooth plastic gleaming in the sunlight. Imani’s other hand drifted between her legs, seeking the slick heat of her wet pussy. She groaned as her fingers made contact, feeling the sensitive flesh clench around them.
“Fuck,” she whispered, her eyelids fluttering shut as she began to explore her own body. Thumb circling her clit, fingers delving deep, Imani surrendered to the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins. Her hips bucked, rocking against her stroking hand as she massaged her swollen lips and probing tongue.
The room filled with the symphony of her ragged breathing and lewd, wet sounds of self-pleasure. Imani’s moans grew louder, her grip on the dildo tightening as she thrust it against her tense opening. She imagined it to be a lover’s thick cock, splitting her wide open, claiming her with every relentless plunge.
With a keening cry, Imani felt her orgasm cresting, the coil in her belly snapping. Her pussy spasmed uncontrollably, the sensitive flesh quivering as a gush of fluid erupted from her core. She squirted, the sight and sensation sending her hurtling into ecstasy.
As the waves of pleasure receded, leaving her shaking and spent, Imani collapsed onto the bed, the dildo still buried inside her. A satisfied smile played on her lips as she gazed up at the ceiling, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath.
Sated, yet already craving more, Imani knew this was just the beginning of her day-long exploration of pleasure. With a contented sigh, she disengaged the toy from her clutching heat, setting it aside as she luxuriated in the afterglow of her solo tryst.