I Can’t Start My Day Without Pillow Humping

Her bedroom reeked of sex and sweat, a testament to her early morning ritual. She tossed aside the bedsheets, her naked body glistening with a thin sheen of moisture. Her tits, full and heavy, swayed slightly as she moved, nipples hard and begging for attention. She reached for her favorite pink panties, slipping them on with a wicked smile. The soft fabric was a stark contrast to the raw hunger that gnawed at her insides. She flipped onto her stomach, her ass sticking up in the air, and grabbed a pillow, stuffing it underneath her torso. Her fingers curled around the edge of her panties, tugging them to the side to expose her slick, shaved pussy. She moaned, her hips already grinding against the mattress, the coarse material rubbing against her clit. She spat on her fingers, using the saliva to lubricate her middle finger, pushing it deep inside her cunt. She fucked herself with a relentless rhythm, her breaths coming in ragged gasps, her body trembling with each thrust. She added another finger, stretching her tight hole, her moans filling the room. Her free hand reached up to grip her breast, squeezing it hard, twisting her nipple until she cried out in pleasure-pain.

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing as waves of ecstasy washed over her. She rode out the waves, her fingers still buried deep inside her pussy, her hips bucking wildly. As the intensity faded, she collapsed onto the mattress, her body slick with sweat. She pulled her fingers out of her cunt, bringing them to her mouth and sucking off her juices, a satisfied grin spreading across her face. She rolled onto her side, her eyes fluttering closed as she drifted off into a contented sleep, her body sated and her mind at ease, knowing she had started her day just the way she liked—with a good, hard fuck.