Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 1.4

I wrapped the cord around my left wrist so I didn’t have to grip it and was at the mercy of gravity and my own weakness. The feeling of exposure, the worry of being caught, the fear of my own actions intensifying my arousal. I plunged two fingers deep inside of me as far as I could reach and wiggled them around to stimulate anything I could, my thumb rotating across my clit as I did. My knees began to tremble as I pleasured myself and I knew I was getting weaker by the moment.

Rubbing turned into fingering, knowing that somewhere deep inside of me, I just needed to be fucked so badly and this was the best I was going to get. Well, the only thing I was going to get for now if I didn’t want rumors to spread around town and the reputation, I fought so hard to hide would be out. Two fingers became three as I thought the extra girth of another would make the feeling more satisfying, and it did, a little. I knew after this; I would have to find something better to fulfill my desires because my fingers just weren’t going to cut it.

My knees dropped a little and the sounds of the blinds rising caught my attention, but this time I couldn’t let go to hide myself and my right hand was too busy to unravel the cord from my left wrist. I took a step closer, lowering them again, but at this point my legs were shaking like a baby deer trying to figure out its first steps. I needed more stimulation and brought my left hand up to my chest to start massaging my tits, I didn’t know what I was going to do about these piercings, but figured I would enjoy the extra sensitivity for now. If anyone saw me, they would have seen how desperately slutty I was, legs shaking, furiously fingering myself and massaging my tits doing everything I could to get myself off.

I had run cross country before, I had trained till my legs could no longer carry me and I could feel the moment they were about to give out and I needed to sit down before I fell down. I could feel that point coming up, after everything that had happened, I was at the edge of my stamina and I knew it. I lowered myself slightly and even with my hand higher up at my chest the blinds still raised as I lowered myself and the way I was positioned, squatting by the window, as the blinds raised, the sunlight from outside began shining on the bottom half of my breasts, slowly exposing my chest till I sword the shiny metal balls next to my nipples glimmered in the light.

I wondered if anyone could see, how long I had before anyone would see and if I finished fast would I lessen the chance of someone seeing. I couldn’t see past the parts of the blinds that were closed so I could only guess what was outside. The fear of not knowing the last bit of stimulation to make this ride as intense as it could be. Although my brain just had to its own dirty, devious stimulation to the mix. Deep down, my dirty mind wanted to be caught, it wanted to be used, it wanted to much more than this little possibility, it wanted a certainty.

In my mind I imagined the window was open as well, the cool breeze fluttering through, pushing the blinds back and forth allowing for more chance of being exposed. The sounds of cars driving by, skateboards gliding past and dogs barking in the distance. My body lower as my mouth was directly in front of the opened portion of the blind but my sight still blocked by the plastic panels keeping the outside a mystery to me.

“Mmmm, mmph, mmph, mmph,” my moans escaping my lips as I finger fuck myself with reckless abandonment, not caring about being caught or the repercussion of my actions.

My mouth opens wide, my heart beating so hard and quickly either from the fear or the arousal, honestly probably both when I suddenly feel a hand at my cheek, snake its way through my hair and grab the back of my head, pulling me forward, closer to the window as my face presses against the blinds. My gasps of pleasure and shock, leaving my mouth accessibly to a thick, long, hard cock that plunges into me without any hesitation or mercy.

That’s what I wanted, or what my brain thought I wanted, a cock of some random stranger to use me, penetrate me, treat me like the horny slut I was. To shove it into me without asking me or caring to know whether I wanted it or not as I fingered myself into an oblivion of pleasure. Thrusting it into my mouth, down my experienced throat, pulling me until my nose pressed up against their stomach and their balls were slapping my chin.

My eyes were closed as I pictured this and I fell back onto my bare ass, legs spread and blinds pulled half way up, the light completely shining on me. But I didn’t care what was going on in the real world, I was only picturing what was going on in my head as my face was being brutally fucked by god knows who and I didn’t want to know. I wanted to be helpless, I wanted to feel the power exchange, I wanted to feel helpless and let that add to the feeling that made this sexual side of myself a burning hot intensity of lust.

Having so much experience it almost felt real, I could feel the roughness of it going down my throat, the tightness from how thick it was, the slight motion sickness from being pulled back and forth as he fucked my face and at the same time it felt like he was fucking my pussy as well and it was getting me on the edge of orgasm.

I laid down, my back on the floor, my blinds completely pulled up, my feet pushing against the wall as I mauled my body into the beginnings of an intense orgasm.