New Apartment

Margie relaxed on her sofa, sipping a glass of wine and staring around
the living room of her new apartment.  Her first apartment, actually,
since she had lived in a dorm until graduation.  She couldn’t believe
she was all alone.  She admired the pictures she had hung on the walls,
her hand playing idly down her stomach and sliding inside her panties. 
She teased the lips of her pussy until they were wet, and then slid her
finger around her clit, teasing it out from under the hood and stroking
it in circles.

The afternoon sun was slanting through the blinds as Margie eased one
finger inside the tunnel of her cunt, spreading her pussy lips wide as
she continued rubbing her clit. Her hands moved faster and faster and
she rubbed the cool bowl of the wineglass on her nipple, making it hard
as she finger-fucked herself faster and faster.  “Unh!  Yes!” Margie
screamed in delight as she came, her voice echoing through the empty
rooms of the apartment.  She smiled to herself as she drifted down to
earth.  There was nothing like being alone.

That night, Margie ran herself a bath and eased into the tub with a
romance novel.  She lit candles around the tub, enjoying the silence
and soothing feeling of the water.  As the hero and heroine made love
for the first time, Margie’s fingers slipped under the bubbles and
began stroking her nipples.  The book fell, forgotten, on the bathmat
as she kept one hand on her tits and slid the other between her thighs.
She pushed two fingers inside herself, rubbing the heel of her hand on
her clit as she fucked herself.  Water sloshed over the side of the tub
as she humped her hand, pushing faster and faster until she came,
pinching her nipples firmly and moaning in ecstasy.

The scent of the bubble bath still clung to her skin as Margie lay in
her brand-new bed that night.  The mattress was firm under her back,
and she was wearing a gold silk chemise to celebrate the occasion of
sleeping in the bed for the first time.  She reached into the bedside
table where she had arranged her personal possessions and brought out
her biggest vibrator.  She ran it over her hand, teasing herself with
the soft buzz, and then ran it down over her body, stroking her breasts
and her stomach with it before easing it between her legs.

Margie’s pussy was still damp from her bathtub interlude, and she felt
herself close to coming already as the large vibe stimulated all the
nerve endings in her pussy.  She began sliding the tube back and forth,
not inside her cunt but along it, her cunt lips pushing against the
shaft.  She flipped the switch expertly, raising the buzz to the
highest setting, and moved her hand faster.  Soon she was riding the
vibe like a cock, moaning frantically until she came again, her face
flushed.

The next day, Margie found herself constantly distracted as she put
away her things in the small kitchen.  The metal pots and pans brushing
against her skin made her nipples hard, and soon she lay back.  She
slid her finger into her mouth, sucking it like a cock as she fingered
her pussy.  She imagined two men with her, their pricks sliding into
her cunt and her mouth as she came hard, grinding her clit against the
base of the dick buried inside her pussy.

When she finally left her new apartment that afternoon, Margie was on
the prowl.  She had christened all the rooms in her new apartment by
herself.  Now she wanted a man, or maybe two, to help her break them in
all over again.