[Episode 196044] [Episode 196044]
Rena stared wide-eyed at her lover as he positioned himself to enter her. Looking up at him, wide-eyed in wonder, she slowly nodded, letting him know she was ready, and willing.
At first the feeling was indescribable. As her mystery mate slowly slid into her, she surprisingly felt no pain, only wondrous ecstasy that left her body limp in her man's arms. It was happening so fast... she could feel that special feeling begin inside her as the thick shaft pistoned into her sensitive privates. Her breath came in short gasps as the sensations overtook her.
Just as the floodgates were about to open, she shuddered, seemingly frozen in time. All of a sudden, the emotion and passion were drained from her body. Opening her eyes, she was aghast to find herself staring at her dresser.
She was in bed. All alone. Dreaming. Again.
Small tears of frustration welled easily in her eyes at the realization of another noctournal burnout -- all the excitement of sex but without the pleasure of sweet release. "Fuck!" she moaned in bold defiance of the twist of fate that woke her up each day by dragging her away from another sexual romp. As a force of habit, her long ears perked up and listened for her mother's heavy footsteps. Heaven forbid she get caught using such foul language!
Rolling over, she started blankly at the ceiling, trying to salvage the last fading memories of her erotic encounter before she was fully awake. As with most of her dreams, the specifics were hard to recall in the morning, only disconnected images trickled back from the slumber world, echoes of past days where this very same ritual had taken place.
There was the one where she had gotten lost in the Shingo forest, becoming more and more trapped as the foliage closed around her. She tripped, and knew the inevitable had arrived as the leafy tendrils rolled her onto her back and spread her legs high in the air before spearing her innermost places with a long, smooth branch.
Then another, where a babysitting job with a neighboring boy took an unsual turn as he insisted she show him "down there." More annoyed at his insistence than shocked, she sighed and gave him a quick peek at her soft folds. Before she knew what was going on, she was laying down on his kid-sized bed moaning for all she was worth while his happy penis eagerly pummeled her vagina.
Rena could feel herself getting warmer in her private spot as she reminisced on these fantasy tales. It wasn't usual for her to remain so aroused, but it did happen. She was sure it had to be her masked ravager who had done this to her. And she knew if she didn't do something about it now, the entire day would be spent trying to ignore the pleas of her pussy begging for the attention it needed.
Grinning in the anticipation of the naughty act she was about to indulge in, she quickly took her hair clasp from the adjacent nightstand before returning her eager hands to the warm depths under her covers. Fumbling blindly in the darkness, the moon-shaped charm slowly made it's way under it's mistress's panties and into her tight passage.
The sex-starved girl gasped sharply as the cold metal imbedded itself inside of her, waiting what seemed like an eternity for the tool to warm from her juices. "Thank goodness it's getting easier." she thought to herself, remembering her almost daily crusade to perfect the instrument by sanding down pointy edges and polishing the surface to a pleasant texture. At last she felt it was ready, and began rubbing her legs softly together, savoring the immediate gratification it brought.
"Oh..." she panted softly. "It's so... GOOD!" As the clasp hit her most sensitive spot, she arched her back and opened her mouth in a silent scream. Her libido was reacting much faster than she anticipated, and though she would have liked to draw out the pleasure, she could not hold off long against the inevitable.
Locking her ankles together so as not to draw attention to herself by shaking the bed, she rubbed her thighs together as past as she could muster. Tears sprang from her tightly-shut eyes as she found herself for the umpteenth time totally unprepared for the exquisiteness that came from stimulating her genitals. Her moans increased in intensity, and realizing he futility of attempting to prolong the experience any longer, she decided to meet her approaching climax.
Using her busy hands to keep her soaked channel occupied, she hurriedly rolled over onto her stomach and held her panties down a bit so her beautiful slit lay uncovered on her bed. Using her other arm to prop herself up on the mattress, she started running her pussy up and down the sheets. Her engorged clit was now peeking out, and received the brunt of her frantic rubbing. It throbbed in unison with Rena's moaning, trying eager to please Rena's imaginary invader.
Her gasps coming deep and short, Rena could feel her inner channel about to explode. Rasing her small butt into the air, she let the hand that had been keeping her panties down sink into the wet passage. Her long fingers swam around the precious intrument that was lodged inside. It had served its purpose well, but the final act required the deep touch only her soft digits could provide.
The other hand had drifted on it's own to her neglected breasts, grabbing them roughly through her sheer tee-shirt. Pleasure flowed through her body at the dual stimulation and overflowed as the orgasm approached. Rena sank her head into her pillow and let loose an earth shattering cry as the sensations overtook all rational thought. Her fingers were jammed in up to her sacred barrier, each thrust forcing more juices out of her hole. With her delicate panties already thoroughly soaked, it pooled harmlessly on the sheets, along with the hair clasp, which had left her body to make room for her probing fingers.
Rena came for what seemed like hours before she fell gracefully from her frenzied peak. She sighed with immense satisfaction, having just enough energy left to collapse from her compromising position before drifting out of consciousness...
She came to a few minutes later, still reeling from the experience. "Wow..." she said to herself with a giggle. "I came so hard I passed out!" Feeling the immense heat under her covers, she threw them off and fanned the hot, musky air that had accumulated with a surprised and embarassed look. Although she knew a "proper" lady shouldn't, she found herself immensely turned on by her own smell, and wished to do away with the temptation as soon as possible.
For the first time that morning, she could see her beautiful body that had so captured her attention. Her skin glistened with a heavy sheen of sweat all over. Her gray tee was rather damp, causing the outlines of her breasts to appear quite distinctly. But her panties, she noticed with amazement, were absolutely SOAKED! She had no idea she could produce so much fragrant goo, but the evidence was clear -- most notably the impressions of her bare cunny-lips laid out for all to see.
Swinging her feet over the side of the bed, she got up and tiptoed softly to her dresser, keeping her hole held tightly together, but rather unsucessful at preventing the motherlode of come from gushing out and running down her thin legs. Disappointed at her lack of success, she slid her wet underwear down to the floor with a soft *plop* and stepped out of them, with her shirt soon following.
"After all" she thought, "The only other person here is mom." With that, she grabbed the towel she had been looking for. Moving over to the door, she opened it a crack for modesty's sake and then walked completely nude to the bathroom, carrying the towel limply behind her.
Anxious to cool off from her exciting morning "excercise," she let the shower run a little cooler than usual and stepped in, feeling the cool water flow over her body, clearing her body and mind.
"I wonder what I have to do today..." she thought. For some reason, she had a nagging feeling in the back of her mind. Like something important had happened she had forgotten.
Then it hit her in a flood. Meeting Claude, the initial excitement of him being the chosen one... and even her sneaking downstairs to let him in during the night for some quiet talk. She had been so exhausted from the day's unusual turn of events she didn't even remember falling asleep... but she did remember telling him he was welcome to the spare bedroom next to hers. With a shock she realized he was probably still there... and had heard everything she'd done.
Rena felt dizzy...
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