It was humiliating. My obsession with her. Absolutely humiliating. My bottom lip bled I was chewing it so hard; I inhaled the sweet scent that lingered on the pink cloth of her skirt. My fingers explored myself underneath my jet black pants, and under my lace panties. She smelled so delicious…my fingers slid within myself, I was so horny I didn't hesitate to fuck my pussy with as much force as possible, I didn't have time to be gentle with myself, I needed release and fast. I inhaled deeply; her scent made me dizzy, and covered my mind in a warm haze of arousal, desire, and affection.
"Dawn, fuck…Dawn," I panted, I was so wet and hot…I slid my fingers out slightly, using my thumb to tweak my little bundle of sensitive nerves, it nearly sent me over the edge. I flipped over, so her skirt lay on my pillow, I buried my face in it. Using my hand I gripped my breast hard, squeezing the flesh until it hurt, pinching the nipple, twisting it. "Fuck, yes, harder Dawn!" I shouted, throwing my head back with pleasure, sliding three digits into my cunt, curling them, using as much strength as possible to shove inside myself. My wrist hurt I was fingering myself so hard! My breast ached.
I smelled her skirt, closed my eyes tight. I could practically feel her behind me, her tiny hand gripping my tit in it, her slender little fingers fucking me like the little slut for her I was! "Oh Arceus yes, yes! You smell so good Dawn; you're making me feel so good! It's incredible, fuck I'm feeling so good," My lower stomach boiled with heat, then it was like an explosion. Streaks of pleasure stretched all throughout me, wrapping around my insides like tendrils, I burned with lust. "FUCK! DAWN! It's fucking good! So fucking good! Don't stop, don't stop!" A scream of ecstasy ripped from my throat!
A minute passed, consisting of my body shaking and burning, then I slumped and the shame settled in. I panted hard, pushing myself up off my bed. I chewed my lip, brushing my heavy blonde hair from my face. I was so disgusting, masturbating thinking about a damn ten-year old. Disgusting. My body was slick with sweat; I needed to take a shower. I picked the skirt I stole from Dawn's bedroom up, and climbed off my bed. I peeled my pants off, and my soaked pair of panties. My fingers were soaked. I slid them into my mouth, lapping the juices off. I was such a fucking pervert! "Mmm," I closed my eyes, and began to suckle slowly.
The fantasy played out in my mind.
Her tongue slid against my fingers, she suckled sweetly. My stomach tingled, I dropped to my knees. I slid my fingers down my stomach, and slid inside. "D-Dawn, I just came I'm too sensitive!" I cried out, curling my fingers inside myself. It didn't take long for me to erupt, I screamed once again, gasping, "Dawn Dawn Dawn!" Like a song, a chant, a prayer.
When I was done I hastily climbed up, grabbed a towel, and headed for the shower.
I knew I'd end up touching myself in there as well.
Humiliating.