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Caitlyn was alone at their apartment. Her wife, Vi, was still at work, getting overtime at the bar she was working at.
Her own thoughts keep shifting on what they did the night before, sucking Vi's cunt, Vi fucking her with her fingers buried deep inside her...
Fuck, she could not help it anymore. Her core was throbbing as she went to their closet where they keep their... toys.
She grabbed the strap on and went to their bedroom. Once inside, she fastened the strap on around their bolster pillow.
She took off her clothes, sliding down her panties which was already soaked with her wetness. She climbed onto the top of the pillow until her entrance was directly above the strap on.
Caitlyn grabbed the lube which she got earlier and applied it to the shaft, her hand stroking it up and down. After, she then applied a small amount of lube on her fingers and stretched her cunt with it. She was preparing herself, feeling her folds being slick with her juice and lube.
She slightly moaned at the motion of her fingers touching her own sex. Once she was ready, she lowered herself to the shaft.
She gripped the sides of the pillow as she teased herself, only letting the tip of the shaft graze her entrance. She imagined Vi telling her to be patient, and waiting for her to beg for it. She could feel her pussy throb at the anticipation of the lewd action.
She then lowered slowly, feeling the rubber member go in her deeper inch by inch. She tightened her walls against the rubber shaft once it was fully inside, making it go deeper in her cunt.
Once it was situated inside her, she started to bounce on it, riding it with her full might. She moaned and gasp every time the shaft hit her g spot. Her thighs were getting slick from the wetness that dripped from her folds.
"Ah... Vi." Caitlyn moaned her name, even though she wasn't there. Vi was always an echo in her mind she could not help but welcome.
She used one of her free hand to rub her clit as she kept on riding the strap. She rubbed circles on her throbbing bud, feeling herself close to her climax. Her breathing became labored as she grinded her hips forward, hitting the g spot deeper than before and using her free hand to flick her clit.
She could hear her own pussy make lewd wet noises against the long shaft as she bounced herself up and down, her breasts doing the same.
She brought up the hand that was previously on her clit to her chest, pinching her right nipple between her forefinger and thumb, rubbing circles around it as she imagine Vi sucking her nipples.
Her legs were growing weaker and the pillow was already soaked with her residue. Her lover would know what she did and punish her for it for doing it without her knowledge.
The thought of Vi punishing her, edging her, tying her up, made her more eager and fasten her pace, grinding her hips deeper and faster.
Caitlyn brought down her hand again and rubbed her clit harder and faster and her hips bounced against the strap - on. Her walls tighthen around the shaft as she felt herself growing closer and closer to finishing.
She screamed Vi's name as she came. Her chest was pounding hard, her chest rising and falling. Her legs and thighs where shaking as she calmed down from her high.
As she did, she removed herself from the shaft and moved down until her face was close to the rubber shaft coated with her cum.
She brought down on her mouth and sucked on it. She imagined her Vi was the one wearing the strap and grabbing her hair as she buried the shaft deeper in her hoarse throat. She moaned her name as she sucked, swirling her tongue around its tip and bringing it down again.
She imagined Vi's face was full of pleasure as she sucked her fake cock, begging her to go deeper and telling her how she was good at taking her cock.
She squeezed her thighs together, feeling that familiar pool of desire on her core. As she sucked and tasted herself on the strap, she was ready for round two of riding the shaft when she heard a familiar chuckle of her lover from behind her.
She immediately removed her mouth from the strap-on, leaving a trail of saliva drip down to the corner of mouth as she looked behind.
Vi was still in her work clothes, leaning against the doorframe.
How long was she standing there? Shit, did she witness the whole thing? Hear her moaning her name as she came?
"Started without me, huh Cupcake ?" Her lover had a bemused smile, looking at her with eyes filled with lust. "Don't stop now. We've only just began."
Oh, she was in trouble.