I stood there at a loss for words. I could not believe the boldness that she accumulated throughout her entire life to be standing in front of my door in a silk robe, revealing her breasts, her hard nipples seeping through, and some socks that barely covered her feet-- a waste of money if you ask me. I casually took the food, smiled at her sheepishly, trying to feign unawareness at her approach. "This is gonna be so good. I'm going to eat this right now. Have a good night Ms. Green!" She smiled at me, obviously aware at this point that I was not interested, and waved goodbye as she walked back to her apartment door. "Good night, enjoy your food." I slowly closed the door, and locked it, this time applying the latch-- something I hadn't done since I first moved in three years ago. As I leaned against my door, food in hand, and this awkwardly uncomfortable situation glued to my mind, my phone began ringing. It was Jordan. I declined the call and placed my food on the dining room table.
I walked to my bedroom, closing the door behind me. I turned on the light, and browsed through my phone, looking through my applications until I came across the camera icon. I pressed the video option and began recording. I set up my phone against my bedboard and walked to the other side of the bed, making sure my entire body was visible in the picture. I stripped my clothes off slowly and climbed onto my bed. I reached into my nightstand drawer and whipped out my clear eight-inch dildo and lubricated it with my saliva. As I did this, I began slowly rubbing on my clit, and I now felt myself getting wetter by the minute. I teased my entrance softly, and I felt myself begin to open up as I became more and more aroused. I opened my legs wider and when I felt my toy was wet enough, I slowly inched its way into my tight hole. I teased myself with its tip, and while making dramatic eye contact with myself on the screen, I licked my finger and rubbed my nipples. The harder my nipples became, the deeper inside of me the dildo went. Before long, I was in all the way. Moaning erotically, biting my lip, and I couldn't help but think about Lindy. The one time she gave it to me senselessly before I went to my trade meeting, and the time she made me squirt on her kitchen floor and grabbed me to make sure I finished and didn't run. When we were watching movies, and I somehow ended up bouncing on her nonstop for an hour, or more. And who could forget that time she picked me up and... I picked up the pace and I was now going as hard as my right hand would let me. When she picked me up and fucked me as hard as she could, while standing in her mother's bathroom-- on mother's day. I felt myself cum intensely and I let out all my frustration on the large rubber inside of me. When I was done, I pulled it out and examined it. I began rubbing my clit as I watched my cum slowly make its way down the dildo. I sucked it clean and swallowed it like frosting from a cake. When I was done, I ended the recording. That was the most satisfied I had ever been with only myself. I turned off my phone and drifted off to sleep.
