angel

my shoes let out a small noise on every step. my evening walk has reached its midpoint, it's almost midnight and despite the sun setting it is still quite warm. something in me is aching, and the further i walk the harder it is getting to focus. maybe just a quick one, i think to myself. there's no one here anyway.

i sit on the sidewalk, glancing from left to right, then right to left. i'm in the middle of almost nowhere, on the border where the small town and countryside meet, so to no one's wonder, the area is deserted. i slide my hand inside my shorts, the kind that just and just covers what it needs to. as i slide my fingers up and down my slit i feel the wetness cling to my fingers. almost like automatically, my other hand goes under my tank top and my bra, starting to caress my hard nipples. i let out a soft moan, squeezing my nipple and rubbing circles on my clit. a car passes by, but i'm already way too in it to actually care and stop.

i start to work my way inside, teasing my dripping hole with two fingers. i push them deeper, trying to grind on my hand while fingering myself, gradually adding more and more digits. nothing seems to be enough, though, and just as i start getting frustrated i notice my water bottle next to me. it's way too big for my tight pussy, i believe, but worth a shot. i grab the bottle, go on all fours and using one hand to push the bottle in. i fuck myself with the water bottle, getting deeper with each thrust, my pussy getting stretched out wide.

but just as i am about to cum, i feel the bottle withdrawn from my cunt. a man stands behind me, an enormous, hard cock in his hand. — i've been watching you for a while now.. it's a nice show watching a desperate whore like you fuck herself, he says. — here's your payment.