I locked myself in my room, my breath already racing just thinking about what I was about to do. The house was silent, only the sound of the fan spinning lazily on the ceiling... and my body was boiling. I tossed my shorts aside, my panties already clinging to my wet pussy. I slid my hand inside, moaning softly as I felt the heat seeping between my fingers. My clit throbbed, begging for attention. And I didn't deny it. I spread my lips with two fingers and plunged my index finger deep, feeling the hot tightness welcome me. My other hand worked my clit in circles, faster and faster, more intense, while I bit my lip, trying not to moan loudly. "Fuck..." I whispered, feeling my orgasm rise, tension building in my belly. The sound of the wet fingers sliding in and out of my pussy filled the room, dirty, exciting. I exploded. Trembling, moaning shamelessly, coming hard with my hand smeared and a sated smile on my lips.