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I'm not alone in the house where I am a guest for a few months. I have moved most of my belongings here because my 18 year relationship has ended while I was at the hospital for a month. This means I have most of my clothes, books, music instrument, but also more personal things, like dildos. And it's not because I'm mending that I don't have sexual desires. The idea of masturbating while there's somebody in the house is arousing because it has to be done in silence.
I shut the door of my room, trying to make as little noise as possible. I go open my drawer where I keep my sex toys, go over them and pick my realistic flesh dildo. Getting on the bed slowly and without making any noise, I caress my pussy with my hands and with my dildo over my panties, but then I remove them to feel the dildo on my wetness. I'm playing around with the head of the dildo on my clitoris, sliding it between my pink folds. My pussy craves the sensation of being filled. I give in and let the dildo plunge in my wetness. Oh! the blissfulness of feeling it going deep inside me! I want to moan my pleasure out of my body, but I can't.
My free hand rolls my clitoris, and the hand holding the dildo manoeuvres it in and out. My hips can't stay still and start to follow its rhythm. I have to close my eyes and control my breathing. Not a sound must come out of my mouth as it's totally silent in the house. Is my guest sleeping, or maybe listening? The risk of being caught is a powerful and electrifying stimulant. My head pushes back against my pillow and my body is lost in ecstasy as the silent orgasm takes over me. The only thing betraying the overwhelming sensation is my open mouth trying to catch up air!