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It's five PM.
School was done for the day and Annabelle, Anna for short since she wasn't the perfect little princess her parents wanted her to be, had just arrived home. She's fifteen, turning sixteen in a few weeks and after turning the key in the lock and opening the front door, she didn't have to call out in the foyer to know that her parents weren't home.
They were working or something, always leaving her alone. She had no doubt that a frozen dinner was defrosting in the fridge if she took a detour in the kitchen but for now she had more pressing matters. Jogging up the stairs, with her little pleated school skirt barely covering up the beginning curvature of her tight and bouncy ass, Anna rushed to her bedroom and immediately began to strip.
She was in a rush see, all commanded by the not so gentle and insistent throbbing between her legs. Minutes ago it had been quiet, barely a feeling that she had to think twice on, but the further Anna walked with her skirt tickling her front, the more Anna felt aroused.
She knew that her neighbours had noticed her touch herself as she passed through the alleyway, plunging the stretchy g-string deeper into her pussy folds. It had been a pre-emptive measure, one where the friction of her panties staved off her arousal, yet she had failed to account for her juices soaking all the way through.
Honestly, Anna barely made it home as it was. She almost gave up and near planting her back against the pavement halfway to her doorstep, ready to spread her legs nice and wide and let nature take care of her pulsing pussy.
But a comfy bed was better than the cold concrete. Anna also knew that she had some of her favourite toys at home.
First came off her top, a small buttoned up white piece, easily see through with just a splash from a bottle of water. She liked wearing a sort of preppy uniform, even if her school had no rules on such things. They barely had rules on anything, expect the things that got her all hot and bothered.
No sex on school grounds!
How unfair. For most. But not for Anna. She had her home, and all the rooms to masturbate in if she wished.
Most teens weren't as lucky as her.
With her top off and her bra also, Anna felt free. Her small perky breasts clung to her frame, leaving nothing to the imagination.
She was a beauty, a shining star, and any guy in her school would be damn lucky to even spend three seconds with her.
With her girls free, Anna felt perfectly comfortable, save for the throbbing problem between her legs.
Jumping on her bed, Anna grabbed her favourite teddy; Sir HugsALot. A silly nickname that her father had given it, though perfectly adequate apt.
Without a second further wasted, Anna bit her lower lip and straddled the cream coloured bear.
Her body acted instinctually, just like she had done this almost every day for the past year.
Rocking back and forth, rolling, Anna moaned to the pleasure finally reaching her pussy, making everything feel all too good. She grinded her hips into her childhood toy, mumbling a fantasy of hers as if the bear was someone's face.
"Mmm, you like it? You like my pussy don't you?"
"How about a little harder? Need me to squeeze my thighs together?"
Anna's clit was hard and buzzing. The bear's button nose made contact right on that spot as she clenched her thighs a little tighter. It felt good. Anna tilted her head back and closed her eyes, continuously rocking.
If this was a real person wedged between her thighs, they probably would have suffocated by now. But not her teddy. Never her teddy.
"Oh yeah! Fucking take it. Smell my pussy?"
"You like how it smells after gym class?"
"It's extra sweaty today!"
"Mmmm, rub it in. Yeah! Fucking take it!"
Her pussy was vibrating, as were her legs but with her high pitched moaning, it still wasn't enough to get her to cum today. Anna needed more. She needed toys but after yesterday she wasted all the batteries. Not to mention that in her pulsing haste, she had forgotten to drop by the local store and buy a fresh packet.
Anna tutted in annoyance but she hadn't exhausted all her options. She still had her hands. Fingers skilful and sinful just like her mind.
"Stay there. Watch me!" Anna cooed, placing the teddy to her side, and stripped the rest of the way. Off flung the miniskirt and her g-string, the smell fresh and heavy in her nostrils.
Maybe Anna should sell her panties? She wasn't in need of money but having extra jerk-off material was always a positive. But thinking was doing nothing for her needy and soaked pussy.
Cold air greeted her parts as her knees splayed out on either side of her. Her pussy was right on display, her teddy getting a good view.
"Hope you enjoy the rest of it too." She winked out.
With most of the foreplay done, Anna decided that she wanted to be, no, she needed to be rough with herself. Immediately, with a sudden gasp out of her lips, she plunged two fingers between the soaked folds of her pussy and finger fucked herself. She was hitting the sweet spot, steadily increasing the pace.
It felt good. Anna moaned up a storm.
The neighbours could hear the noise if they paid close attention.
"Oh yeah! Fuck that feels so good."
"Look at me. Does my pink pussy look good? Don't you want to shove your dick in it?"
"Mmmm, I bet it'll stretch me out like the slut I am."
Anna added a third finger, feeling her pussy grip around her drenched fingers tighter. She was hungry for release, needing the hard and fast treatment.
The hand near her head clutched the sheets, anchoring her door. Her breaths were shallow, head lightheaded. Her thoughts were barely there, slurring out of her lips.
"Fuck that's tight..."
"Should I try a fourth?"
But before Anna could shove her pinkie into her tight pussy, her body jolted.
Back arched, her pussy on fire, Anna knew that she was desperately close.
"Ahh, fuck! I'm cuming, I'm cuming. Watch me squirt!"
Anna screamed continuously at the top of her lungs, voice turning raspy and thin. She was moaning in between all her words, finally losing herself to her edge.
Like a fountain, Anna erupted with waves of her orgasm, squirting all over her bedsheets. Thighs and anything between was soaked in her pleasure, sticking with all the sweat.
Anna panted like a dog with a smile on her face and pulled her fingers out. She rubbed her outer folds, spreading her juices everywhere.
"Shit, I squirted so damn much. I'm wet all over."
"Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about."
Anna rubbed the remainder of her orgasm, feeling the well run dry. After what felt like an eternity of her cuming, she finally slowed down her hand.
The creases in her fingers were clinging with her sticky juices and anything else. It smelled good. Anna rose her hand to her mouth, licking herself off.
"Mmmm. Do you want a taste?" She asked, moaning again with her fingers shoved in her mouth. Her head was all sweaty, clumps of hair sticking to her forehead.
Anna was basking in the glow of her post-orgasm, almost missing out the words spoken in her company.
"Don't mind if I do." A low gravelly voice called out from the doorframe.
It was an older man with a five o'clock shadow around his chin. He wore a grey suit with the tie half undone, hanging with allure down his chest. The older man looked tired, yet rejuvenated with Anna's pussy right in his sight. He licked his lips hungrily, affirming his statement.
Anna widened her eyes in shock, still panting.
How had she missed this?
She froze in fear, mouth wide open. Wet fingers fell to her side yet she was stunted to close her legs. Eyes slowly trailed down to him, witnessing the clear outline of a growing bulge in his business pants.
"What!? D-Dad?" Anna screamed.
She didn't expect this and didn't expect her father to be hard.
"That's right baby girl." He said. "So you willing to give me your fingers or should I just take them from you?"