Secret Sex Toy

My 9” black dildo is my secret sex toy for when my pussy is desperate to be taken

It had been a long week. Work was busy. The kids were always on the go. My husband seemed to never be home. I woke up that morning with a naughty arousal deep between my legs. I knew this feeling. I knew what my day would be like. I knew I would be in a perversely sexually naughty mood by the time I got home from work. I wore a sweatshirt and stretch pants to work. No bra and no panties. I was too fucking horny for any other items of clothing. Work was maddeningly long. At lunch time I went to the bathroom, only to find my fuzzy covered pussy glistening with my uncontrolled juices. She was insanely needy. As I drip dried, the smell and the heat consumed my stall. I could have made her cum right then and there, but I waited until I could get fucked by ‘Tyrone’ instead.

I got home, ran into the house, stripped naked, got into bed with Tyrone and immediately plunged him fully into my sloppy cunt. The slick covering allowed for immediate and full depth penetration of my huge black friend. I wasted no time, beginning to impale myself on the huge toy. ‘God, fuck me Tyrone! Bury all the way in. Take all of my being!’ The sounds of my pussy being taken by Tyrone filled the room. By now, the sheets were off and my naked body on full display in my bed. I am hammering my cunt, beating her down as only Tyrone can do. Then bam, my son is in my door way. I froze. I turned red. Tyrone half in and half out. ‘Oh fuck, Justin, I am sorry.’ Justin walked away as I pulled Tyrone from my devastated and unfinished cunt. I got out of bed and got dressed.

I knocked on Justin’s door and he said ‘not now mom.’ He was obviously uncomfortable with what he saw. The truth is, I hadn’t done anything wrong at all. He just walked in on something he did not care to see. That was two weeks ago.

Since then, Justin cannot even look at me. I have trouble finding the words to have a conversation with him. My pussy, fully on display that day, has not released since that day. She is hyper needy. My world seems to be a hazy, uncomfortable place. I wrestle with the right and wrong of my masturbation. I have asked my two best friends about it and both said the same thing - you got caught masturbating by your son. It is weird, but funny at the same time. You were not cheating either. Chalk it up to bad timing. Both reminded me that they masturbate too. Both have toys that assist with the release that is needed at times. One friend offered the suggestion of bringing Tyrone to work with me. Wear a skirt. After work, find a quiet location and fuck Tyrone in my car. I have never attempted this, but my cunt needs a Tyrone pounding. Maybe tomorrow?