I sit at my laptop, fingers poised over the keyboard, heart heavy with frustration. It’s late, well past midnight, and my boyfriend is still out with his buddies, probably watching the game and guzzling beers. I sigh, the weight of my unmet needs pressing down on me. I decide to let off some steam by posting on my Reddit, where I’ve been anonymously venting for months now.
“Dear Reddit,” I begin, the words flowing out of me like a floodgate has opened. “I’m at my wit’s end with my boyfriend. His dick is pathetic. Six inches, skinny as a pencil, and about as satisfying. He thinks he fucks me good, but he rarely ever gets me off. It’s frustrating as hell. I want to scream.”
I pause, my pussy aching with need. I continue typing, my fingers flying over the keys.
“I’m happy when he stays out late, to be honest. It means I can make myself actually cum. I bought a 3-pack of black dildos and I’ve been working my way up to the biggest one, which is a whopping nine inches. It’s sad that I need dildos to make myself wet, but here we are. That’s where I’m at.”
I close my eyes, picturing myself riding that massive black dildo. The way it stretches me out, the way it hits my g-spot just right. The way it makes me whimper and shake.
“Those nights when I’m alone, I get on that dildo and pretend I’m fucking a stranger with a massive cock. I ride it fast and hard, with passion. Riding that dildo is what makes my week sometimes. The way it makes my body shake and tingle. How it stretches me out and how I force myself to keep riding even when it hurts. It’s been so long since I’ve had a cock that size, one that makes me cum. A cock that makes my eyes roll back.”
I shudder, my pussy throbbing with need. I continue typing, my words growing more desperate.
“Last week, I rode that dildo for 15 minutes, cumming twice. I was exhausted afterwards, but it felt so good. That dildo is what keeps me from hurting my boyfriend, keeps me from lashing out, keeps me from going to the bar and grabbing a stranger and having him fuck me in his apartment until I pass out.
But soon, it won’t be enough. Soon, I’ll need a real man with a real cock to fuck me senseless. To make me beg to cum. To make my eyes roll back. I’ve tried to help my boyfriend be that guy, but he doesn’t want to listen. He’d rather give his efforts to his sports than to please me. I’m at my breaking point. I’m dying to feel a real cock inside me. Cumming inside my pussy.
Gosh, if the guy I choose fucks me that good, I’ll even allow him in my ass. I’d be a complete slut and grateful for any guy that’ll make me cum. But that’s my rant. I hope one day soon, either my boyfriend will man up or another guy will save me from this self-masterbation phase and fuck me senseless.”
I hit publish, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. I close my laptop and head to the bathroom, needing to take care of my aching need. I strip off my clothes and turn on the shower, stepping under the hot spray. I reach for my body wash, lathering it up in my hands before running them over my breasts, my nipples hardening under my touch.
I slide one hand down my stomach, over my mound, and between my legs. I moan as I touch my clit, the sensitive nub throbbing with need. I circle it with my finger, my hips bucking into my hand.
I lean back against the wall of the shower, my hand moving faster, my breath coming in short gasps. I imagine a stranger, a man with a massive cock, fucking me hard and fast. I imagine him slamming into me, his cock hitting my g-spot over and over again. I imagine him fucking me until I can’t take it anymore, until I’m screaming his name.
I come hard, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm. I slide down the wall of the shower, my legs giving out beneath me. I sit there, panting, the hot water cascading over me. I know that this won’t be enough. I need more. I need a real man to fuck me senseless.
I get out of the shower and dry off, wrapping a towel around myself. I head to my bedroom and open my drawer, pulling out my 3-pack of dildos. I take out the biggest one, the nine-inch black dildo, and lay back on my bed. I spread my legs, the dildo in my hand, and I imagine a man between my thighs, his cock hard and ready to fuck me.
I slide the dildo inside me, moaning as it stretches me out. I start to move it in and out, fucking myself with it. I imagine the man is slamming into me, his cock hitting my g-spot over and over again. I fuck myself harder, faster, my hips bucking into the dildo. I come again, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm.
I lay there, panting, the dildo still inside me. I know that this won’t be enough. I need a real man to fuck me senseless. I need to feel a cock inside me, cumming inside my pussy. I need to be a complete slut for a man who will make me beg to cum.
I pull the dildo out of me and set it aside. I close my eyes, imagining the man who will save me from this self-masterbation phase. I imagine him fucking me so hard, so good, that I’ll be begging for more. I imagine him making me his slut, his fuck toy, his cum dump. I imagine him using me, abusing me, until I’m nothing but a quivering, shaking mess.
I fall asleep with those thoughts in my head, dreaming of the man who will fuck me senseless. I wake up the next morning, my pussy still aching with need. I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!
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