A Girl’s Gotta Do What a Girl’s Gotta Do

I was driving home when I got overwhelmed by an intense sexual urge. I wanted to be fucked, I wanted to cum right now. And yet there was nobody around to help me. As I pulled on to my street, I realized that I  could definately help myself.

Looking over at the hot pink vibrator I just bought from the store, still in it’s package, I smiled. Yes, this was definately going to be fun.

I pulled into the driveway and into the garage, my pussy pulsing already. I reached over and grabbed the package, opening it furiously and turning it on. Luckily, it came with batteries. I immediately touched it to my pants and let out a moan. It was fucking fantastic.

But being wedged behind a car wasn’t. Looking at the hood, I had an idea and was out of the car in a flash. I stripped off my clothes quickly, sat on the hood, and shoved the pink, fat vibrator into my awaiting pussy.

God, it felt good.

The garage door was open for all to see, but I didn’t care. I was in the throes of passion and nothing was going to stop me.

I moved it in and out of my pussy as I bounced up and down on the car, loving the feeling of it vibrating inside me. Finally, I pulled it out and brought it to my lips, tasting myself over and over as I rubbed the vibrator between my breasts.

I ran it over my nipples slowly, back and forth, finally down my chest and back to my pussy again as I felt my orgasm begin to build.

Yes. Sometimes a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.