The quiet tapping of a mechanical keyboard and clicking of a..

The quiet tapping of a mechanical keyboard and clicking of a mouse were the only sounds coming from her purple LED lit room. Flashes of colored light from her monitor broke across the darkness on her walls and temporarily lit the room, reality looming with every bright flash. There she sat on her pc gaming throne leaned forward, cerulean eyes narrow and sharply focused on her latest single player game. Full lips pursed together in concentration as another flash of light revealed her sitting in a long oversized cream colored sweater made of extremely thin and soft tshirt material and red lacy panties that pulled taught across her hips, accentuating the curve and fullness of her thighs. Blonde, disheveled, featherlike hair was tossed over one shoulder, pale legs pulled up from the floor and crossed under her bottom. A sharp exhale passed between her lips as she finally took down her enemy. She took a sip of french red wine during the dialogue and picked up her phone to go through her notifications. "Mmmmm, uggghhhhh" the sounds of a woman's pleasure filled her headset and she immediately turned her attention back to the game to see the main characters during a sex scene that she had seen a dozen times. But there was something about it that stirred something inside her. Perhaps it was the time, the wee hours in the morning was when she felt the most sensual. Perhaps it was the glass of wine she was sipping on to relax, wine always awakened the deepest desires in her. Perhaps it was because she hadn't been intimate with a man for a while, she always felt the most alive when she felt desired. There was no way to know for certain why this particular moment was so moving but even as she was trying to quench her curiosity there was a wetness between her legs. 'No this is silly', she thought. 'It's just pixelated breasts and I've seen this so many times before' she smiled almost nervously as a soft seductive needy voice called out inside her softly 'Surrenderrrrrr'. She knew she was more sensual and sexually needy than anyone she knew and her own bashfulness in this moment was intoxicating. She sat forward and put her phone on the desk, then slowly slid her fingers up her soft, fluffy inner thighs. Her eyes closed as she tried to imagine it was someone else's fingers, someone else's intentions, someone else's desires. Doing circles with her fingernails on the tendon of her upper thigh, teasing across her plump lower lips. She leaned back in her chair spreading those pale legs a bit more. Her other hand moved up her thigh, over her full hips, up her waist, across her ribcage to the bottom of her breast. Cupping the bottom of it gently as the other hand continued to scratch playfully up and down her thighs. She felt the molten desire start to well within her. This headspace was always and will always be her favorite. She laid her head back on the headrest and leaned the seat back as she imagined it was some dashing stranger's hands groping her. Her neediness for release swelled as her right hand stopped playing with her thighs and laid over her full pussy lips through the red lace. Tracing her small fingers over the parts of her lips that had escaped the confines of her panties. She was extraordinarily sensitive, even the smallest touch sent her reeling towards ecstasy. Her left hand placed around the side of her breast cupping the bottom placing her already hard nipple between her first and middle finger. She bit her lower lip as she looked down to enjoy the view of her own body, perfectly imperfect but unique; soft and curvy. She imagined her small hands were someone else's as the groping became more intense. Her left hand flicking and squeezing her nipple as her right pushed past her panties into the wet folds of her pussy. Squishy sounds and tempered breathing filled the air around her as her desire grew more quick and intense. She slowly pressed her middle finger inside of her, feeling the warm wet ridges, slowly pushing in and out. She was never fully satisfied with just her fingers, it doesn't compare to a warm thick throbbing cock pumping inside her uncompromisingly. She slipped the fingers out, covered in her wetness and spread it over the hood of her clit, teasing the little bean. Her back arched as she was closing in on the peak of her desire. She knew exactly what she liked and exactly how to get herself to orgasm, most times in under a minute. She rocked her hips forward faster, grinding in her computer chair as her right hand flickers and rolls her clit between her fingers. She wanted a tongue to roll between her pussy lips, sliding warm and wet exploring all of her. Her nipples hard and responsive as she felt the first wave of orgasm hit her. Jolting through her like electricity, her whole body shook and writhed as she came. Her eyes slowly opened after the last few jolts ran through her, her heavy breathing beginning to calm. She stared up at the ceiling as the corner of her mouth pulled up in a devilish half cocked smile. She knew she would always surrender to her desire, she didn't have a choice but to give in to the intensity.