Orange extasy

I peel my thong down my hips. One foot plants on the chair. My fingers find their way between my legs and start a slow stroke over my smooth pussy. Heat blooms fast. I circle my clit, pressing just enough, feeling it swell under my touch. Then the orange dildo slides into view—thick, bright, waiting. I guide the blunt head along my slit, coating it in the wetness I’ve made, and ease it inside, inch by inch, until the stretch turns sharp and sweet.