The Creature in The Night

It all started the night after my nineteenth birthday. I had just moved into my new home in the middle of nowhere in the outskirts of Illinois. It’s a quaint little farmhouse surrounded by large oak trees providing shade to the entire 6 acres. My name is Kylie, and I stand at roughly 5 foot. I’m not the most attractive girl, with my little amount of belly fat, but my D sized breasts make up for it. My boyfriend of 2 years and I met in high school, but we had different plans and are now in a bit of a long distant relationship. He decided to go to college over in Tennessee, where as I wanted to move away and start a family. Little did I know, I wasn’t quite alone on the property.

That specific night I was feeling rather lonely and was missing my lover very much. I was lying on my queen sized bed with nothing on but panties. With my window open a tad, my nipples hardened under the cool spring breeze. I moan slightly as they become almost the size of dimes, and about a centimeter long. I reach up and begin to lightly pinch them, imagining when my boyfriend would suckle them and nip them in a loving way. I brought my breasts up to my mouth and began to run my tongue along my hard nipples, switching between them every 10 seconds or so. As I continued to massage my sensitive nips I could feel wetness between my legs.

There it was, that recognizable feeling of being extremely wanting and blatantly horny. I reached over into my nightstand to find the toy my boyfriend got me when he went away. I used my other hand to pull down my black lace panties, throwing them across the room in excitement. I brought the hard silver plastic vibe down to my soaked puffy lips and pressed it gently against my clit. Feeling the rush of pleasure, I quickly jolt my hips upwards and bring the tip of the toy closer to my wet opening. Right as I’m about to ram the small toy into myself I hear a loud crash outside the window.

I quickly dart under my covers listening for any further noise, hearing none.