All Alone | By : dandylion Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Evanescence Views: 2674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sleep. That was what she needed the most, along with a deep, relaxing bath. Amy struggled up the steps to her trailer, attempting to balance a stack of envelopes in one hand whilst unlocking the door with the other. Eventually she staggered into the messy room she’d been staying in for the past few weeks, silently kicking the door closed behind her.
“I really need to clean this place up,” Amy mumbled nonchalantly as she eyed up the pile of clothes heaped beside the door. “I’ll do it some other time, I’m too tired now.”
Amy chucked the fan mail to one side for the time being before making her way into the bedroom. Surprisingly this was the tidiest part of the trailer because she spent the least time in it. Usually she was out most times and just crashed at one of the guys places. However, she had declined the offer to go out tonight, insisting that she needed a good nights sleep.
After a quick bath to sooth her muscles, Amy pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and a plain black t-shirt. Since she wasn’t expecting anybody to drop by, she didn’t see the point in wearing anything else along with it.
It took less then ten minutes to straighten up the trailer and once she had, she collapsed on the couch with a heavy, content sigh. Now there was nothing to do. Amy was contemplating about whether to go to bed or not, since it was well on its way to approaching eleven pm.
“Maybe something good is on television?” She mumbled, immediately reaching for the remote control. When the television flashed on, she was immediately greeted by an attractive brunette and blond, holding hands.
The thing that grabbed her attention was that it was two women. Amy turned up the volume a little and settled down, ready to continue watching it. Then the scene on the t.v had a sudden change of events. The brunette kissed the blond, making her moan approvingly, before dropping her hand and pushing it inside her trousers.
Amy’s lips parted in awe and she couldn’t drag her eyes away. The brunette pushed the blond up against the wall, thrusting roughly into her centre. Amy clenched her thighs together, trying to relieve the pressure that was building up between her legs. She could feel her panties getting wetter and wetter as the scene on the t.v progressed.
Pretty soon her pussy was dripping wet and throbbing, begging Amy to touch it. She lifted one hand and gently kneaded a breast through her t-shirt, her nipple stiffened immediately. Her head dropped back as she rolled the nub between her finger and thumb, making her centre pang with arousal.
The moans on the screen spurred her on. As she continued rubbing her breast, her other hand moved down her body and slipped underneath the waistband to her boxers. She ran her fingertips through the damp curls; they were instantly soaked in her honey-like pussy juices.
“Fuck,” Amy hissed, throwing her head back against the back of the couch. She easily pushed two fingers deep within her aching pussy, making her hips buck up from the cushions. God, she was so close already. As her fingers moved in and out of her pussy, bringing her closer and closer to achieving orgasm, she moved her other hand down to furiously rub at her swollen clit.
She forced herself to open her eyes, allowing her to see the t.v screen. The brunette now had her face buried between the blonds’ legs, fucking her with her long, expert tongue. Amy cried out in pleasure as she added a third finger, fucking her dripping pussy with no mercy.
Her other hand pinched and pulled at her clit, making her hips jolt in excitement. Then she felt it. The quick increase in pleasure as she sped towards her climax. Her whole body shivered and twitched as she approached it. Amy quickly added another finger and pushed as deep as she could into her soaking wet pussy, her other hand pressing hard down on her clit.
“Fuck…” She cried, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into her. As she rode it out, she slowed down her movements until her whole body was completely still. A happy, lazy grin spread across her lips as her eyes opened.
The show on the t.v had ended.
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