เข้าสู่ระบบPillow humping The clock on the wall ticks. 12:15 PM. I’m not done. The ache in my core didn't go away with my fingers; it just got deeper, heavier. I need something more substantial.I grab the long, overstuffed body pillow from the head of the bed. I drag it down, pinning it between my thighs. It’s cool and firm against my heated skin. I flip over, burying my face into the mattress, and straddle the length of it."Mmm-phmm..."I start slow. I tilt my pelvis, pressing the center of my heat against the firm cotton. I grind down, rotating my hips in a slow, heavy circle. The fabric is rougher than my fingers, more textured. It catches on the sensitive skin of my folds, dragging across my clit with every movement.12:17 PM.I increase the pressure. I’m not just grinding anymore; I’m humping. I lift my hips and slam them back down, burying my crotch into the pillow.Thud. Thud. Thud.The sound is dull and rhythmic. I can feel the pillow bunching up under me, creating a hard ridge that f
The clock on the wall ticks. 12:15 PM. I’m not done. The ache in my core didn't go away with my fingers; it just got deeper, heavier. I need something more substantial.I grab the long, overstuffed body pillow from the head of the bed. I drag it down, pinning it between my thighs. It’s cool and firm against my heated skin. I flip over, burying my face into the mattress, and straddle the length of it."Mmm-phmm..."I start slow. I tilt my pelvis, pressing the center of my heat against the firm cotton. I grind down, rotating my hips in a slow, heavy circle. The fabric is rougher than my fingers, more textured. It catches on the sensitive skin of my folds, dragging across my clit with every movement.12:17 PM.I increase the pressure. I’m not just grinding anymore; I’m humping. I lift my hips and slam them back down, burying my crotch into the pillow.Thud. Thud. Thud.The sound is dull and rhythmic. I can feel the pillow bunching up under me, creating a hard ridge that fits perfectly in
Dinner that evening felt like a play where everyone was wearing a mask. The dining room was filled with the smell of roasted chicken and the sound of clinking silverware. Sarah was glowing, her cheeks flushed as she laughed at one of David’s jokes. David sat across from her, looking relaxed and smug. Mark sat at the head of the table, the picture of a serious man.I sat between Mark and David, my heart still racing from the secrets I was carrying."So, June," Sarah said, reaching for the salad. "Did you find anything good at the mall after you dropped off the tickets?""Just a few things," I lied, my voice steady. "The crowd was a bit much, though."Suddenly, I felt a hand on my thigh. It was Mark. Under the cover of the long tablecloth, his hand began to slide upward. He didn't even look at me. He kept talking to David about some stocks, his face completely calm.His fingers reached the edge of my panties and slipped underneath. I stiffened, my fork frozen halfway to my mouth. He fou
My phone buzzed in my purse as I walked out of Mark’s office building. My legs were still shaking. I could feel his warmth still inside me, and my dress felt damp against my skin. I pulled out the phone. It was a text from Sarah.“Hey June! Are you back yet? Did you get the tickets from Mark?”I wiped my eyes and tried to make my breathing normal. I typed back quickly: “Just got them! I’m heading to the mall now to pick up those things for the kids. See you later!”.I started walking toward my car. But then, I stopped. I realized I had forgotten my list for the things I needed. There's no need going in there if I would end up not buying half of the things in that list. it was just better if I went back home and then, got the list and came back.The drive back was short. I pulled into the driveway and used my key to open the front door. The house was very quiet. The curtains were drawn, and the air was cool. Sarah. she must be sleeping now. I headed toward the stairs. I figured I woul
The doorbell rang just as the sun was going down. I smoothed out my dress and went to open it. It was David, Mark’s younger brother. He was tall, like Mark, but he had a constant, playful smirk on his face."Hey, stranger," David laughed, pulling me into a quick hug. "I heard the favorite sister-in-law was back in town.""Hey, David," I said, forced to smile. I wasn't nearly as close to him as I was to Mark, and his loud energy was a bit much after the stress of the afternoon.Dinner was a lively affair. David told jokes and kept Sarah laughing. Mark sat at the head of the table, looking perfectly professional in a fresh shirt. You would never guess that just hours ago, he was naked and panting in my shower. He acted like a perfect husband, but every time David made a joke, Mark would catch my eye for a split second, his gaze heavy and dark.The next morning, the house was busy again. Mark stood by the door, briefcase in hand."I forgot I have those theater tickets for the kids in my
The sound of Sarah’s footsteps on the stairs was like a drumbeat of doom. Each heavy thud on the wood made my heart hammer against my ribs."Mark, stop! Pull out! Get out!" I hissed in a panicked whisper. I tried to push against his chest, but he was like a mountain of wet muscle.He didn't pull out. In fact, he stayed buried deep inside me, his hands tightening on my hips. He was shaking, his jaw clenched so hard the bone popped. He was right on the edge of coming, and the risk seemed to be making him even harder."I can't... stay still," he mouthed, his eyes dark and wild.The bedroom door creaked open. "June? Are you in here?" Sarah’s voice was right outside the bathroom.I had no choice. If I didn't answer, she’d come in. I pulled the shower curtain slightly and poked my head out of the glass door, just enough so she could see my face. Mark was still behind me, his lower half still connected to mine under the spray of the water."Hey! Yeah, I'm just... I'm in the shower!" I yelled







