Thirty Two

FREYA

I brought my finger to my clit and stroked at it, rubbing it in-between my fingers. I hissed, my head moving backwards. I moved my fingers down, and slipped two fingers into my vagina. I curled the fingers as it went in and my hips jerked off the toilet seat at the intrusion.

I was so wet that I didn't have to wet my fingers with my saliva to lubricate it. I added another finger to the two already inside, and began to finger-fuck myself; my fingers going in and out of my vagina at an increasing pace.

The slurpy sound of my fingers going in and out of my vagina filled the room, with the moans of pleasure. I curled my fingers as I went in, uncurling it as I went out. Just as my pleasure began to build, I felt like I heard a knock at the door.

Stopping the movements of my finger to listen in made me realize just how loud my moans had been. I flushed with embarrassment, wondering if someone had heard me and I had come to let me know that I was disturbing their sleep.

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