"Something like that, yes. Now be a good little boy and run along."The man finished dressing then opened the door."Someday you'll meet your match, Tra...y." Maybe, but certainly not today."With that he left closing the door a bit harder than necessary.Tracy Copperton smiled and turned back to the mirror to refresh her makeup. She had meet young Matt Winslow at that dinner party the other night. The college Senior had actually finessed getting seated next to her and in a couple of whispered. So why not just stay at home, watch porn and stroke it for a week straight? For me the issue is, I need more and more different stimuli to make it fun. Sure we all start with straight porn, but after a while we are looking for something more, maybe two girls because the boys in the school yard said that was cool. After that we graduate to teacher porn or see our Sister’s or Mother’s panties and start using those to jerk off like I did. Now here I am, many years down the road and the stimuli I. “Whatever.” Tasha said, rolling her eyes.Kim came down the stairs, looking mostly normal in shorts and a tee. “Hi, Tasha” Kim greeted.“Hi.” Tasha returned and then looked at me. “So, what’s the plan?”“I told you, pizza” I answered“You should be a blonde.” Tasha said shaking her head again. “Not dinner. The Russians? Rachel? Dead body? Any of this ring a bell? Kim, I swear, you are going to have to keep your hands off of him. His brain can’t spare the blood your drawing into his dick.”“That was. It felt so odd that she was doing this in her room, twice that night for that matter. What was even odder was the deeds she did previously, having done nothing that extreme, or even remotely close before. The thrum and tickle of the vibrator brought her back to reality, toes curling as a shot of pleasure hit her body. Moving her hand back up to her nipple, she pinched hard, and thrust the vibrating shaft as deep as she could into her cunt. It must have been seven seconds or so before the orgasm.