I got comfortable on the bed, warm light on my skin, a bottle of oil in my hand.
Slowly I poured it over my chest, my abs, down to my cock — until everything was slick and shining.
I started stroking, slow and steady, watching my big, hard cock glisten in the light. Every movement made me groan — the oil, the heat, the pressure building.
But I wasn’t done there.
I reached back, grabbed my favorite toy, and started working it in deep — relaxing into the rhythm, my body flexing with every slow thrust.
Then I flipped around and rode it — grinding down, cock bouncing, every nerve in my body on fire.
When it hit, it hit hard.
My whole body tensed as I let go — a thick, powerful orgasm that splashed across my oiled skin. I laid there for a second, chest rising, cock twitching...
The toy still deep inside me.
My hand still wrapped around my shaft.
And a satisfied grin I couldn’t hide if I tried.
That’s how I like to end my night.
