Again Naty

It was a quiet and solitary night in my apartment. And it was then that I remembered the sensation of freedom and power I experienced every time I dressed up in my girlfriend's clothes. Without thinking twice, I decided to put on the black thong, the matching bra, red stockings, a very short skirt, and a top. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I wasn't the same person anymore. Naty, my alter ego, had emerged, a part of me that longed for freedom and authentic expression. However, I felt like something was missing, as if I needed something more to complete this transformation. Then I searched among my girlfriend's sex toys and found a plug. I took it in my hands, kissed it, licked it, sucked it, feeling the excitement growing inside me. I needed to feel it inside me, so I decided to introduce it into my body. The initial pain mixed with the pleasure that invaded every fiber of my being. I closed my eyes and let myself be carried away by the sensations that intoxicated me. But my mind was still searching for more, something that would take me even further on this journey of self-discovery. It was then that my gaze fell upon a large, hard, black vibrator. I took it and placed it on a chair, as if it were a real lover. At that moment, I wasn't just a sex toy, I was the black lover I had imagined having so many times. I knelt in front of him, feeling my Booty palpitate and moisten. I opened my mouth and started playing with its head, feeling my body respond instinctively to the sensations that invaded me. My penis became erect and flaccid at the same time, a duality that fascinated me. I went up and down, choking on that fictitious cock that dominated me completely. It was an overwhelming sensation, but also liberating. The plug continued entering and leaving my body, increasing my excitement to unprecedented levels. But then, in an instant of lucidity, the plug fell out and I faced the harsh reality

Truth: I needed that cock inside me, it was an uncontrollable desire that had to be satisfied somehow. Without thinking twice, I got up and positioned myself on the console, riding it with desperation and passion. Every centimeter of that fictional lover took me to a place of indescribable pleasure, where pain mixed with ecstasy and total surrender. I couldn't contain myself and my penis started squirting, mixing my own pleasure with the sensation of submission and luxury that overwhelmed me. I took some of my own cum and tasted it, feeling a forbidden pleasure that completely intoxicated me. The need to close that ritual of submission and delivery led me to take that cum to my face, smearing it with my fingers and bringing it to my mouth as if it were an act of devotion towards my own transformation. Thus, sitting with the console inside me, feeling complete and surrendered to my darkest desires, I closed my eyes and let myself be carried away by this new aspect of myself, where Naty and I were one.