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Amy wakes with her cunt still throbbing from a dream so vivid she has to reach for the pink dildo Noah loves—not the usual yellow flower—and sneak to the living room couch to fuck herself into the best solo orgasm of her life. But when Noah walks in, she freezes, hiding the toy just out of his sight.
The dream clung to her like sweat on skin—his hands, his mouth, the way he'd whispered her name. She blinked at the ceiling, disappointment pooling low in her belly. Her pussy throbbed, empty and aching. She slid her hand down, fingers brushing her clit through damp cotton, and bit her lip to keep from moaning. Beside her, Noah's breathing stayed deep and even. She slipped out of bed, the cool air kissing her thighs as she padded to the dresser, fingers finding the pink silicone hidden in the drawer.
Amy is stressed about money, Noah suggests she start an only fans account and sell pictures of those cute feet and that perfect big ass and tits. Amy hesitate but ultimately decides to try it, she later finds out how much she loves all the attention in that leads her to actually wanting to go out dancing and get attention, Noah allows it in this time her dream becomes reality when she meets a stranger on the dance floor who she goes home with and has a night of kinky sex. Drunk on tequila she lets it all out and realizes she likes getting fucked by other men.
Amy's breath catches as Noah's hand closes around the pink dildo she thought she'd hidden, the silicone still wet with her. His thumb strokes her thigh, slow and deliberate, and she feels the confession building in her throat — how she woke aching, how the dream made her wet, how she needed it so badly she couldn't wait. He doesn't pull away; he presses closer, the toy pressing back into her palm as he guides her hand, his lips against her ear: 'Show me what you did. I want to watch.' Her body trembles, caught between shame and hunger, the world narrowing to his voice and the slick heat between her legs.