In the bathroom

Correspondence to hand ...

So frustrated, an annoying itch between my legs needs to be scratched. I have my opportunity: daughter at school, son asleep, wife out of the house. I close the bathroom door behind me; in a flash my pants are unzipped and my shoes kicked off.

I quickly and deftly set up my station: a towel over the bath mat, my lube, my hand mirror on its stand, and my two friends: the Fuck, and the Challenge. The Fuck comes first. It's much thicker than most natural cocks but I can take it easily. I kneel on the bath mat, knees apart, and adjust the mirror so I can see myself. My cunt is so compact and innocent-looking (a little like me perhaps?!); belying the absolute caning I give it from time to time. I squirt some lube onto the head of my friend, position him just at the outer lips and lower myself down. They part and it slides in easily. I love watching the fat outer lips separate, and the inner lips, stretched paper thin and blood-red, grip my friend as I very, very slowly inch down.

This first stage of the fuck is very intense. I love the sensation of being filled up; the friction of the phallus against the walls of my cunt. I don't have to move much - I just hover and enjoy it. Then I start to barely, imperceptibly slide up and down, so gently you'd hardly notice it. First orgasm. It's a restrained one - I frown, my eyes squeezed shut, holding my breath until the flutters subside.

Second stage of the fuck. I step up the pace. Momentarily look sideways into the full-length mirror hung on the door and I'm not surprised to see my neck and face flushed bright pink. Involuntarily I tighten up inside and my hips begin to buck forwards and down until my friend is bumping up into my cervix. I'm now breathing hard but still watching. Second orgasm. I moan and gasp, thrusting down with each contraction. Fuck it's good. I wonder if this is what it's like with a real cock, with a real person attached (it's been too long, the memory of the sensation has long faded). Will it be as intense? Or too distracting? Frightening even?

I recover from the orgasm and decide I'm ready for the Challenge. I very gently ease the Fuck out of me, remembering how bruised and swollen I felt last time, and as it leaves me I see just how wet I am. It's literally oozing out of me and dripping onto the towel.

The Challenge is a big guy, tapered at the top. I've never been able to get him all the way in but I'm a determined little bitch when I'm in the mood. I need more lube. The stupid little pump pack I bought can't get the stuff out fast enough. I ease it underneath me and lower down.

I've noticed that there is a ring of fleshy tissue about halfway up inside my cunt. I tend to arrive at an impasse at this point with most of my Challenges. If I can push past the pain then I know I'm home free (and the pleasure/pain sensation beyond this is exquisite). I change into a squatting position, on tippy toes, to try and open up my pelvis. I wiggle around, make circles, but it's no good. I feel my perineum stretching and I'm aware that this is a problem area during childbirth.

I decide to change tack. I take my ensemble over to the toilet seat and straddle it, facing the cistern. Gravity holds my legs down and the pressure is intense, it hurts so much but feels so good. I am seriously fucking horny now and absolutely covered in lube. It's all over my ass, the inside of my thighs and on my hands. I work the Challenge as hard as I can without hurting myself too much but I can feel I'm tiring. I lower my right hand down and start gently rubbing my clit with my index finger. Quickly realise this isn't going to take long. I slip my left hand inside my shirt and grab my left nipple between my forefinger and thumb while I work at my impending orgasm. It takes about ten seconds. Surprisingly it's not an explosive one this time, but a delicious, gradual one. I watch through slitted eyes as the tingly warmth slowly creeps up my body at the same time as my cunt contracts, taking in a further centimetre or so more of my Challenge. This is the best bit by far. Pleasure and pain enmeshed together.

I lift myself off, wipe myself over with the towel, and throw everything into the sink for a good wash. I dry and put everything away, and return to just being mum. For now.

Amaryllis