Sex with Myself. Literally. Part 2
Part 2 “So,” said the future me breathlessly after a moment, “what now?” Panting, I replied, “You already know what comes next.” “I know that,” she said propping herself up on one arm to grin at me wickedly. “But I want to hear you say it. C’mon. What do you want to do next?” I couldn’t help but blush a little- it wasn’t easy, after all, to admit your darkest fantasies, even to yourself. But she smiled expectantly and I knew it was ridiculous to feel embarrassed. “I want you to fuck both my holes,” I said. Her smile widened. “Good choice.” She once again took her position between my legs, the large dildo and thin vibrator in hand. She made use of the dildo first, pushing the head slowly against my wet opening just …