Servicing Myself

Lately I have been feeling more sexually aroused even during working hours (which isn't a common thing for me). I've posted a few stories about myself and my sexual encounters so if you have a chance I would love for you to read them and let me know what you think (links are in my profile.) In meetings I will notice that I space off thinking about sex or fantasizing about sexual encounters I wish would happen. I am a female who gets really wet when having sex and will get damp just thinking about intercourse. Last week at work I had to take a quick trip to the ladies room to wipe some moisture from my vagina so it wouldn't soak through my panties. It started when I imagined being bent over our office conference table by a newly hired coworker who is quite the looker (especially in a pinstriped black suit). The thought of him lifting up my skirt and pulling my panties to one side as he takes me from behind was too erotic and I could feel my folds opening up. I must admit it's been a while since I've had a good fucking so I took it upon myself to masturbate more frequently to satisfy my urges so I could avoid similar scenarios at work. Most of my past lovers have not been well-endowed, which has been fine since I am really tight (half Asian), but I suspect my new coworker is fairly hung since I can see his bulge through his slacks when he sits without his legs crossed during meetings. The idea of being with someone large has been a hot topic in my head lately! At my apartment, I have a few toys ranging from mini-vibrators to 6-inch dildos. My favorite position to masturbate in is doggy-style where I hold a vibrator to my clitoris with my left hand and with my right reach back and use a dildo to penetrate my pussy. I don't really watch pornography that much and will usually fantasize about a past lover or someone who I am lusting after in my social circle. When I cum I don't squirt, but will secrete a lot of warm thick fluid that will soak my sheets if I don't put a towel down before servicing myself. I ordered an 8-inch black dildo online a few weeks ago so I could play out my fantasy with that coworker. There is almost no chance I would pursue him because my career is so important to me, but the idea is too intriguing not to simulate it. I got an alert on my phone that my "package" (no pun intended) arrived and couldn't wait to get home to try it out. Since I haven't been with anyone lately I have let my pubic hair go untrimmed for longer than I normally do. I could feel some of my inner hair matted down against my labia with some of my natural wetness throughout the afternoon. I finally got home at around 7pm and tore open the box. The massive dildo was in a clear plastic bag and looked more intimidating than it did online. The suction cup at the base beneath giant silicone testicles only added to the impressive length. I wasn't sure how that was going to fit in me since it also looked quite girthy. I decided to keep my skirt on and dragged my dresser next to the side of my bed. It took a few tries, but finally I was able to get the suction cup of the dildo to stay on the side of the dresser. I was already so wet and pulled my panties off and bent over with my hands resting on my mattress. Then I reached back and re-positioned the suction cup so I could easily rest my stomach against my bed while bent over. I started rubbing my pussy with my left hand and could feel my clitoris swelling up out of it's hood (I do have a fairly large clitoris I'm told. My gynecologist said it was normal but he stated it was above average in size). I grabbed the shaft of the dildo with my right hand and guided the massive head to my eager opening. It was so big and I could feel my inner labia lips already stretching to an almost uncomfortable degree. I pinched my clitoris between my middle and ring finger as I massaged the head of the plastic cock around my aching womanhood. The head was the fattest part and finally slipped inside my folds. I started backing up slowly feeling my vagina tighten around the black shaft. My pussy starting opening up as I continued to masturbate my clitoris with my left hand, stroking the hood between my fingers. I knew I wouldn't be able to fit the entire thing inside me and I started developing a rhythm arching back and forth as I let the dildo fuck me from behind. I could feel my nipples swelling beneath my shirt as I instinctively massaged them as I continued backing up on the rubber cock. My mind took over and I started imagining it was my co-worker bending me over the table after work. The wet squishing noise of the cock grinding deeper and deeper into my cunt was only making me more turned on. My pussy hair was completely soaked as I continued to thrust back and forth against the dildo, thinking it was him having me, him seeing me bent over, him watching me in the most submissive position, him seeing my untrimmed cunt, him fucking me. My clit was burning and some of my perfume bottles fell off the dresser top as I slammed back a bit too hard. I bit my lip as I felt my orgasm building. I reached under and slapped my clitoris as I felt my pussy clench down hard against the shaft. My cunt juice started running down my leg and I felt a sudden release of pressure and my knees began to shake. It was so powerful that I caught myself verbally moaning, "Oh God" as the wave of my orgasm hit a crescendo. The spasms began to intensify until I couldn't take it anymore and just feel face first against my mattress. The dildo popped out and I could feel my vagina clam up as the head left. I was out of breath as I laid there shaking and gasping for air. My cunt was aching after being stretched more than it had maybe ever. I laid there for quite a while before cleaning myself up. The dildo was still slick with my drying wetness. Luckily, I have hardwood floors so my juice pooled neatly at the side of my bed. I slept well that night, falling asleep almost instantly. The next morning I woke up, forgetting about my masturbation session and realized in the shower how sore my vagina was. It was sore when I cleaned myself. Throughout the day I could feel it when I walked. I saw my coworker in a case briefing in the afternoon and I felt a little ashamed that he was the object of my desire the previous night (yet I still felt a twinge of excitement when he walked into the room). Thanks for reading, Solo Toucher's. Please feel free to comment or send me private messages.