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 "This Night Is Mine"
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   Serena glides into the room, gently closing the door behind her, though
no one else is home.  She normally desires privacy, and for a night like
tonight, it is something she craves.  As the door clicks, she pivots, and
surveys the glistening and spacious bathroom before her.
   Serena walks slowly to the large porcelain bath tub set against the far
wall, placing a bundled towel on the shelf next to it.  She begins running
the water, testing the stream periodically until the temperature seems to
satisfy her.  She adds just a tiny bit of lavender bubble soap, and smiles.
She has needed this all day.
   Serena backs away from the tub, and runs her hands through her soft
brown hair, letting it loose of its elastic prison.  It falls about her,
reaching just past her shoulder blades.  With a contented sigh, she reaches
behind her back, and deftly unhinges the hooks on her black bra.  The
latches release, the garment falls to the floor, followed quickly by a
matching pair of panties.
   Serena steps out of her underwear, daintily flicking the panties away
with her foot.  She can see steam rising from the hot water slowly filling
the tub, and she can't wait to feel the liquid kissing her skin.
   Serena's eyes trail from the running water to the mirror at her left,
and she smiles at her reflection.  She has always thought herself pretty,
beautiful even, although she'd never tell you so.  Her green, inviting
eyes; her strong and flirty smile; her soft, tanned shoulders; her C-cup
breasts, hanging gently, capped by pert red nipples, stimulated in their
freedom; her flat tummy and gentle hips; her rounded and soft bottom, and
her smooth, silky legs--she is proud of all of this, of herself.
   Serena's hand drifts upward and casually, absently, cups her left
breast. Her finger and thumb locate the nipple, and give a gentle tug. 
Serena's eyes close, and a sly smile creeps onto her face.
   As she opens her eyes, she notices that the water, topped in a thin
layer of white foam, is now at the proper height.  She rushes over, her
breasts bouncing with each step, and turns the water off.  Then, checking
to make sure that she has everything she needs, Serena's places a foot in
the water.
   It's perfect.  Serena sighs again, standing in the tub now.  She
positions herself, and slowly sits.  The water kisses her bottom, massaging
it with heat, before covering her hips, her thighs, her tummy.  She leans
back onto the edge of the tub, reclining her head and closing her eyes. 
The water reaches just under the tips of her knees.
   Serena smiles, allowing the hot water to wash her stress away.  She
pulls her long hair, now partially soaked, from behind her, and drapes it
over her shoulder.  Her hands come to rest on her knees, softly rubbing
them with the soapy water.
   Minutes pass by, Serena enjoying the blissful silence, the solitude. 
Her hands run from knee to ankle, gently massaging her legs, then back up,
before moving down to her thighs.  She croons at her own touch.
   Serena's eyes open gently, and she pauses, listening.  She knows she is
alone, but she can't help it.  What she wants, what she needs, requires
privacy.
   Serena's legs part slowly, the hot water tickling her privates.  She
croons again, and soon her legs are as wide as they can be.  Her right hand
caresses the smooth silk of her thigh, while her left travels again up to
her soft breast, mimicking its earlier position.  Serena peers through the
bubbly water, spotting through the murk the small patch of brown pubic hair
nestled between her legs.  She gives her nipple a little pinch, stifles a
moan, and allows her other hand to find her pubic patch.
   Serena slowly traces her mons.  She always starts this way.  She feels
the soft hairs lining her outer lips, feels them begin to disappear as she
goes farther south.  She pinches her nipple again with her left hand,
before switching to her other breast.  Her other fingers slowly circle her
womanhood, running across her perineum before traveling back upwards and
around.  She moves through her pubic hair again, and back down, until she
brushes the bottom of her slit.
   A sensual sigh escapes Serena's pursed lips.  She pinches her nipple
harder.  Her fingers dance across the entrance to her vagina.  Even
underwater, she can feel a bit of her own moisture seeping through,
covering her lips.  The fingers move farther up, feeling her delicate inner
labia, pushing them apart.  Then, her fingertip brushes her clit.
   Instantly, Serena moans, shuddering.  She touches it again, and moans
louder.  It's swollen and begging for attention.  She keeps teasing
herself, gripping her breasts with one hand while brushing her clit with
the other.  Part of her begs for release, urging her to rub her selfish
clitoris until orgasm washes over her, but another part tells her to wait.
With a half-frustrated sigh, her hand moves down again, her fingers
prodding the entrance to her pussy.
   Her index finger presses gently, barely parting her wet and swollen
lips. She gasps quietly, drawing tiny circles against her parting labia. 
Her clit pulses with the touch, but she ignores it.  Serena finds the
bottom of her slit, and with another stifled gasp, slowly inserts the tip
of her index finger into her vagina.
   She is tight, but she is always tight.  The soft fleshy walls seem to
squeeze against her finger as it inches its way into her.  She pokes her
finger in and out, moving each time just a hair farther within herself. 
The heat emanating from her womanhood excites her as she delves farther.
   Soon, Serena is up to her second knuckle.  She watches her other hand
twist and pull her left nipple, and moans loudly.  Her finger keeps probing
her pussy, as deep as it can go now.
   Serena begins moving her finger, in and out, in and out, slowly.  Each
time she pushes it as far in as it will go, and each time, her pussy opens
up a little more.  Her clit is yearning for attention too, but still she
puts it off.  "Not yet," she whispers softly, squeezing her whole breast
with each thrust of her finger.
   As she continues to fuck herself with her index finger, Serena's middle
finger begins to gently flick against her soft round ass.  Soon, its
attention focuses on her tight anus, tracing circles around it just as with
her vagina earlier.
   Serena moans again and again, growing in volume with each thrust from
her finger.  Her body slips deeper into the water, allowing her to
penetrate herself farther.  She pouts as she pulls her nipples, and gasps
as her middle finger crooks and inserts itself ever so gently into her
rosebud.  Her ass is very tight, much tighter than her pussy.  She groans
in pleasure, and slides her finger halfway into her bottom.
   She's fucking herself now, in both holes.  Her pussy shudders with each
thrust of her index finger, and her middle finger, forcing its way deeper
into her ass, only amplifies her pleasure.  She moans in rhythm with her
fingers.  Her clit is begging, aching for attention.  Still she denies it.
"Soon, baby," she tells herself in a gasping whisper.
   Serena knows that she needs more.  She cannot deny the aching in her
loins.  Her left hand leaves her breasts, and reaches underneath the
bundled towel lying beside her.
   Serena's eyes peek open, just for a second, and her fingers pause.  She
smiles as her hands grip the firm silicon.  She pulls from beneath her
towel a ten-inch dildo, shaped and colored like a real penis.
   Serena's eyes close again, and her fingers resume fucking her tight
holes below the surface of the water.  She feels the soft tip of her dildo
kiss her lips gently.  She hasn't played with this toy in a while--she
wonders if she'll be able to cope.
   Serena's lips part, and the dildo enters her mouth.  She tongues it,
moving it as rhythmically as the fingers filling her pussy and ass.  She
feels the large head pressing against her cheek, then her tongue, then the
back of her throat.  She moans, filling her mouth with the dildo, pounding
her pussy and ass with her fingers.  Serena works the dildo with her mouth
with as much care and lust as if it were a real cock.  She licks, she
sucks, she chokes herself a little.  She pushes the toy to the back of her
throat repeatedly, mimicking the movements of her other hand, moaning all
the while.  Finally, she knows she can't wait any longer.
   The dildo emerges from Serena's mouth, and she watches as it traces its
way down her body.  She presses the penis against her breasts, rubbing the
tip on her nipples.  Soon, only the head of the dildo is visible above the
water, before it disappears entirely.  Then, she feels it press gently
against her clit, which, already swollen, throbs in frenzy.  She almost
finishes herself off there, but stops before her urges get the best of her.
   Serena gasps loudly as her fingers emerge from their respective holes.
She brings the hand above the water, staring thoughtfully at her naughty
fingers.  Then, she turns over, getting on her knees, one hand supporting
her weight below her, the other holding her lustful toy.  She grins, she
coos, and she lines him up.
   The tip feels soft against her wet lips.  She rubs the penis against
them, but only for a moment--she needs to be fucked.  Her legs part a bit,
the dildo presses against her pussy, and Serena moans as he enters.
   Even after her finger's workout, she is still tight.  The girth of the
dildo fills her up before it is three inches in.  Serena sighs, feeling her
juices wetting her intruder with each tender thrust.  But it is not enough.
She pushes the cock into her cunt--two inches, three inches, five inches.
"Yes," she moans, pulling the dildo out only to shove it back in.  Six
inches--she's nearing her cervix.  "Fill me up, please," she begs, pushing
the dildo deeper.
   She can't wait now.  She's fucking herself.  The perpetually-swollen
head of her toy cock presses against her vaginal walls, filling her deeper
each time.  She's moaning, she's screaming.  Faster.  She's pounding her
tight pussy.  "Fuck me!" she gasps over and over to her imaginary lover, to
herself.
   It's hitting her spot now.  Right there.  There.  There.  She's
screaming every time now.  "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she shouts, shoving the
dildo into herself.  She can feel her tits swaying with her thrusts, and
the idea of herself masturbating only heightens her pleasure.  With a great
scream, she shoves the cock into her vagina, as far as it will fit, though
it seems farther still.  She fucks her cunt again and again and again,
begging for an orgasm.  Finally, with the waters of the tub sloshing around
her, it hits her.
   A wave travels through her, starting in her cunt and soon filling her
entire existence.  Her mind is blank, but her body is on fire.  Her cumming
pussy is all she knows, all she is.
   With a shudder, the orgasm releases her, dropping her back into the tub,
now full of clear water.  She lets out a grateful moan.  But she is not
done.
   Gently, Serena extracts the dildo from her pussy.  She kneels, finds a
bar of soap, and quickly lubes up the toy.  Then, covering her hand in
soap, she reaches back, and massages the suds into her puckered asshole.
   A finger slips in again, but she does not let it linger.  She resumes
her previous position, and after a tense moment, feels the cock's gentle
kiss on her anus.  She braces herself, and with a gasp, feels the head
penetrate her tight ass.
   Tight.  Oh god it's tight.  Oh god it's fucking tight.  She pushes him
in deeper.  The soap helps, but still the dildo barely fits.  But Serena
wants it.  Serena needs it.
   She feels the head pop in, feels her rosebud wrap itself around the
toy's shaft.  She gasps as it goes deeper, slowly tunneling into her.  Warm
pleasure ripples through her again.  She needs more.
   The penis pushes farther into her, and she screams.  It's so fucking
tight.  "Please," she begs.  Deeper.  She's almost crying.  It hurts, but
the pleasure is overtaking the pain by miles.  Deeper.  Serena begins to
slowly fuck her ass with the dildo.  It's filling her now.  She can't take
anymore, but still she tries.  She fucks her ass, listening as the water
slops about her with each movement, feeling her tits brushing the bottom of
the tub.  She's almost crying, it feels so good.
   Serena lets her legs crack open as far as they can go without causing
her to fall.  Her forehead rests against the edge of the tub, holding her
weight up.  Her other hand slithers down to her crotch.
   Serena moans loudly as her fingers brush her engorged clit.  Now she is
ready.
   She fucks herself vigorously with the dildo, and begins rubbing her clit
frantically.  It's all she wants, everything she needs.  The dildo fills
her up, deeper than before, deeper than she knew it could.  Her ass is so
tight.
   Oh god.  Oh god oh god oh god.  Serena's swollen clit is screaming
between her legs.  She shoves the cock as deep as she can into her tight
ass, and leaves it there, using her hand instead to support herself.
   Her clit is everything.  She's whispering or screaming, she can't tell
which.  "Baby," or "Fuck," or "Yes." It doesn't matter.  Her clit is all
that matters.  Her nose touches the water, her ass clenches the dildo, her
finger rubs her clit.
   She's close.  So close.  So fucking close.  She screams, and bath water
seeps into her mouth.  She doesn't care.  She doesn't even know.  She isn't
anything, her clit is everything.  "Please god," she begs, cries.
   Her nose is underwater, her mouth.  She's holding her breath.  Suddenly,
her body explodes.  Every nerve is alive.  Her whole head is underwater,
and she's screaming.  The orgasm shakes her entire body, weakens her knees.
Fuck.  Fuck.
   Serena pulls her head above the water with a gasp, relishing the waves
of carnal pleasure attacking her very being.  She rocks back and forth,
barely staying up on her shaking knees.  Her head goes under, and then
comes back up again.  Finally, her orgasm recedes.  Finally, she is sated.
   Serena blinks the water from her eyes, and remembers suddenly that her
entire rectum is filled with silicone.  She gently extracts the dildo,
grateful for the relief of pressure.  She rolls over, pushing the rogue
strands of hair from her face, and collapses into a reclining position
again.  Her fingers run across her pussy one last time, trailing upwards
towards her breasts.  She feels her nipples, her hair, her knees, her clit,
her face, every beautiful angle.  She is sated.
   The water is cooler now, not uncomfortably so, but still.  Serena picks
up her dildo, surveying it with a blissful smile.  She tucks it underneath
the towel.
   The water is calm again, and Serena dreams of the towel wrapping itself
about her dripping, naked frame.  She closes her eyes.  Her bath is over.
   She smiles.  She is sated.
   THE END 
  
This Night Is Mine