Toni Scott: Searching For Satisfaction

Karen's face twisted in agony, and she damned herself for having started playing around.

She sucked her belly in, and watched as it rolled, with the hole of her navel bobbing in the soft surface of her skin. For a moment Karen studied her body. Her tits were full and beautifully shaped. The way they hung on her chest… her full pink nipples standing out pertly.

Her ass was generous without being fat or shapeless, and she had a soft round belly that protruded slightly without sagging.

Karen watched her breasts swell as she studied her body. Her nipples surged forward readily, then she cupped her tits in her palms and groaned with lust, making them swell outward toward the mirror. As soon as the sound escaped her lips, she blushed. God! Maybe she should take a shower, but the thought of a man pulled her mind back to what she was doing. Her hips began revolving, and her legs parted. Her golden bush seemed to be begging for escape. Straightening, Karen pulled the black nylon panties from around her throbbing body. Slowly, as if in a daze, she slid them lower and lower until her pulsating pussy was in plain view in the mirror. She dropped her panties, and stepped out of them.

Now nude she spread her legs wantonly and bent a fraction. Her golden bush seemed to be melting from her mound as the drops of moisture formed on it and ran to the tips of the silky curls, loading her mat like a paint brush dipped in molten gold.

Karen didn't feel as if she would or could even be able to separate reality from fantasy. It was unbelievable. Never had she felt this way before, but then never had she been in bed with a man before, especially one who had left her completely satisfied.

She thrust her pelvis forward and saw her pink cuntlips puff up and part readily and exhibit the moist meat at the mouth of her tunnel. She could feel the nipples of need undulating along its length, making it stretch and grow soft and slippery and warm inside, readying itself for something. Karen was unaware of what, but she felt as if she had to have something inserted in it.

Her voluptuous asscheeks trembled fleshily as her bottom rocked and screwed back and forth, and she could see the flush of health and desire that crept all over her skin. She bent over slightly as if to examine her breasts more closely, but instead her hand sneaked to her lower belly.

She squatted slightly, bending her knees so that her inner thighs turned outward receptively for her hand. She then brought her hand up the hollow to her groin and brought more shivers to her skin where it touched. The hand passed up the tender trembling flesh of her lower abdomen, tangling through the damp pubes and leaving a streak of slippery moisture that glistened under the light of the sun streaming through the thin drapes.

Tingles ran all through her chest and made her nipples swell to the bursting point with the wild passion building inside her.

Her inner thighs were covered with moisture, and her puffy labia were spread wide, like slitted petals of a bruised flower. She watched the soft part of her belly quiver with anticipation as her hand continued downward. It reached her belly again and moved toward her crotch as though it had a mind of its own. Karen's finger parted the pubes on its silky path. She let the manual digit move along the downward-pointing root of her clit and then out to the throbbing tip. Jolts of electric shock fired through her pelvis and her buttocks trembled. Her throat opened wide to let out a groan of passion, and her pelvis bumped back and forth in tiny waves, seeking more of the contact she so desperately needed.

Eagerly, she bent her legs more, widening the gap at her crotch, and saw the round orifice, dark and silky as a mineshaft of gold ore. The tip of her finger slid along the slippery folds of the inner lips and paused at the entrance.

She gasped in quick breaths of air, as if working up the courage to go ahead and let the finger fill her body with its fire.

She watched it all in the mirror. The long finger slid tightly past the opening of her cunt and caused moisture to trickle out around it and run down her thighs, as if it had punctured the swollen flesh of a ripe fruit and caused it to squirt obscenely.

Then the sucking motion began, and she could feel her finger jerking and pushing at her pussy opening which was eagerly swallowing the small offering it had received and begging for more.

Karen pushed her finger farther and as it wormed its way into her vagina, her clitoral knob pulsed outward, seeking contact with something, and she felt a burst of sensation warm her inner thighs as her body accommodated the slender finger. She groaned and rocked back and forth, fearing she would have to prop her buttocks on something to keep from falling over.

Karen's finger slid in and out, rippling farther back toward her womb each time in searing waves of delight. She could see her abdomen bloating as she swallowed the length of her finger, but her pussy hungered for more. She tried to keep her hips still, but they weaved back and forth in screwing motions in an attempt to pull that finger all the way into her and make her squeeze down hard all around it and come.

At last the teasing came to an end. She couldn't hold back any longer.

Her emotions were at their highest pitch, and she was afraid she would come before it was time for her to, and then she was also afraid she would come. She felt her face go hot and her emotions swirl. She couldn't recall being so aroused in her life as she was at this moment.

Certainly she had never played with herself before.

She moved over toward the bed, trying to keep her finger buried in her pussy as she did so. She lay flat and drew her knees up, spreading her legs widely. She looked down the curving length of her torso at the stretched mouth of her cunt. She could see it clearly in the mirror and the sight thrilled her.

Her breathing was fast now and when she rapidly dug her finger in and out of its wet passageway she moaned loudly.

"Oh… my God!" she moaned again in a soft whisper over and over again. "So good. So… good!

Suddenly her ass lifted and made her cunt quake wantonly below her finger. She clutched at the bed with her other hand and screamed hoarsely as shock after shock tossed her being from peak to higher peak and plunged her into the deepest valleys, only to lift her up again to further soaring heights.

But as one shock after another shot through her, she knew she was smiling with pure happiness, utter joy, and that her throaty screams had become a song, telling the world that she was alive and happy.

Everything started graying out, and she knew she'd about reached her limit for now. But she wasn't ready to stop. She couldn't control her spasming flesh. She knew her cunt was flowing freely with pure, clear juices. Even though her flesh and muscles were aching from the position she was in her finger continued its in-and-out motion. It was digging into her tender pussy canal, as it snaked in and out, but she barely noticed the pain. For just as it got more intense she hit her peak again quickly, wildly, wonderfully, as she was swept by another and far greater orgasm. This one left her so physically weak she started graying out again. Then the grayness lifted and was replaced by a warm golden color that spread over her mind and her body. She could feel herself sinking deeper and deeper, her head going gently around in swooning circles as she came down and down, like a circling bird seeking a perch on which to alight.

Time had no meaning. There was no time. There was only total satisfaction and the glorious pleasure of uninhibited release. She knew it was good, but her mind couldn't form words to express what she could only feel.

How long she lay she didn't know. It was as if she had been asleep for a long time and had awakened completely fresh and free! Oh God, free!