Keeping Warm Under the Covers

Mary was laying in bed, cold as always. She was home from work, bored watching Below Deck. The crew on TV was out at the bars, screaming like mad men who can't handle life on solid land. It unsettles them. They get loaded, drunk, get mad, then get horny. The drama leads to a late night hot tub session that would surely be a mess they'd clean up in the morning. But two couple start making out in the tub. Mary is envious of the hot water surrounding their bodies. Would she ever be warm again? She kept watching, her mind wandering to her own make out sessions. The warmth, she started feeling a warm sensation between her legs.

Mary moved her hand down to her crotch. As her hand brushed her pussy she felt an electric shock go through her body. It's been so long since she's had some sort of pleasure and she's been a good girl. Maybe a little wouldn't hurt.

She slowly rubbed her clit counter clockwise, just two fingers pressing down on the silky cloth of her silk bedtime shorts. The fire grew, and she sped up just a bit. She wanted to savor this treat she was giving herself. For once she had nowhere to go and nothing to do.

Mary moved her right hand up and put it under the band of her shorts. Her underwear was still on, but the pressure felt stronger, firmer. She continued to rub, allowing her left hand to come under her shirt and gently squeeze her left tit. She rubbed her nipple gently, feeling it grower harder with every rub. Her breast filled her hand nicely.

Her pussy was wet now and warmer than ever. Mary was giving into the feeling, focused only on feeling good. It kept building and she wanted more, she wasn't quite ravenous, but she had a feeling in her she had to exorcise. It started to feel really good, and Mary's mind began to wander like it always does. Instead of wandering to dread or concerns she wondered why she didn't do this more often. Her hand was pushing against the shorts and realized she had to make a decision. Should she discard her shorts, relieving herself of some precious heat, or should she soldier on, dealing with the pinch of her shorts. Fuck it, she thought. She removed her shorts for easier access.

She continued to rub, the sensation building, her left hand swapping between squeezing and gently tickling her breast. Her right hand slipped, feeling her wetness. Her wet fingers felt nice against her warm clit. She put her finger further down her pussy, hovering the finger at her entrance. She's a little timid to push in, but she lingers her finger on the perimeter running her finger up and down. She's so wet, and her mind wanders to Chris, her partner, going down on her. What's he like about that anyways? Mary never saw the appeal, but her horniness took over and she brought her fingers up to her lips and she licked her finger. Not bad, she wondered if Chris ever tasted his cum when he was jerking off.

The thought turned her on, she imagined watching Chris jerk off next to her, his throbbing dick, holding hands, she'd want a go at it. Everyone loves a hand job and she loved rubbing Chris's dick, as long as she didn't work her arms out earlier that day.

She wanted Chris's dick in her so bad, but he wasn't here. She was into it now, she needed something stronger than her fingers to get her to climax. She looked to her closest, the vibrator her and Chris use during sex.

Mary loved using the vibrator with Chris. Having her clit serviced while Chris filled her up, she liked how it slowed him down, kept him still so she could soak in the sensation of being close to someone. From being stimulated from inside, to his heat covering her like a blanket. But to get the vibrator she'd have to leave the bed, the warmth of her covers. Plus the fan was on blowing and wind around the room. But she needed more, so she risked it and she was quick. She grabbed the vibrator, jumped back into bed, took off her top layer and got warm under the covers again.

She took the cap off, revealing the tiny vibrator. It had three modes, but she always kept it on the lowest. Let's not get crazy here. She shifted around and moved the vibrator down her leg, slowly moving to her clit. As it approached she shook in anticipation, then it connected with her.

Instantly a nearly silent "fuck yes" escaped her lips, she grabbed her breast tight. The vibrator never let up, it delivered sensation after sensation. Mary let out a little moan and tensed up. She thought about Chris laying on her, going in and out, she pushed the vibrator down a little harder, repositioned it slightly. Her body clenched with joy. It was building up her body, her legs warmed, the heat radiated out of her crotch, moved up her spine, ticked her neck and then, a release. She was overwhelmed with sensation, she threw the vibrator to the floor, still buzzing around. She took a deep breath. It's been so long since she felt that. Why didn't she do that more she wondered. Her hand drifted down to her crotch again. She was still wet, it still felt good. Should she risk another time?

Then an alert. An email she had to respond to. She cleaned herself up, got dressed and went on with her day, wondering if she'd fuck Chris tonight.