Amy - Chapter 2
Again, beware the cub porn.
Chapter 2 - At Home
Amy just managed to catch the bus, sighing with relief as she slid into a seat. It wasn't her usual, but it would do; she was against a window, so she could turn to look out, hiding her now obviously hard nipples. However, soon after sitting down she realized her mistake; this seat was directly over the bus's engine, and the seat vibrated liberally under her whenever the bus came to a stop. There were no other good seats to be had, though, so she decided she could deal with it.
By the time the bus reached its second stop, she knew this had been a mistake. Her thighs were clenched tightly together in an attempt to keep herself from squirming, but every time the bus stopped at a red light or a set of train tracks, the vibrations shaking her body - especially her nethers, even cushioned as they were in the metal shield - she nearly blacked out, the feeling at once delicious and unpleasant, making her desperate for more. She became lost in fantasies of stripping of her metal underwear and straddling the top of the seat, letting her aching clit take the full brunt of the vibrations and rubbing her slit against the textured pleather. She was so distracted by this fantasy that she almost missed her stop, only coming out of it as the driver was about to pull away because she realized she had fogged the window with her desperate panting. She jumped up and ran to the front, hollering for the driver to stop, which he did obligingly.
Once out of the bus she trotted home quickly. Her pussy felt swollen, each step sending little bursts of pleasure through her, making her wonder if it might be unhealthy to be so aroused for so long. When she reached the house she realized she was in luck; neither of her parents were home from work yet. She locked the front door and ran to her room, stripping her clothes off and finding the key for her underwear, unlocking the belt that held it in place. It fell to the floor as well, leaving her completely naked; she shuddered as the cold air hit her soaked pussy, both stimulating and chilling her.
Amy closed her bedroom door before stepping over to her collection of stuffed animals, digging into the pile and pulling out the large white seal. Her parents had told her never to touch 'down there'; she knew that probably extended to rubbing on stuffed animals, but she felt less guilty doing that than directly disobeying her parents. She had chosen the seal because it was one of her biggest - it had been almost as big as her when her parents bought it for her, almost three years ago now -and the fur had a rough texture.
She pulled the seal over to the bed, checking first to be sure all her blinds were drawn before kneeling over it. At first she just lowered herself to sit on the seal's belly, trying to stifle her moan as the strands of fur tickled her hypersensitive cunt. After several moments she began to shift back and forth, feeling the alternating pleasures of rubbing her pussy back against the grain of the fur, and bearing down on her clit as she pressed forward. Finally she gripped the large plush firmly between her thighs and started rubbing herself on it in earnest, moaning into her hand as the pleasure coiled in her.
The rubbing, tickling pleasure wasn't enough to make her come; she hadn't yet, at least not while awake, and didn't realize she even could. Instead, she spent a long hour humping at the seal, driven by her mounting pleasure without release. She tried different positions, spreading her legs more in an attempt to rub her stiff clit directly into the fur; although this drove spikes of pleasure through her body, it made her legs ache too much, and she finally collapsed in frustration, panting again, her body sticking with sweat. Her pussy still throbbed with need, but it was more bearable now, her body exhausted. She fell asleep this way, sprawled across her covers, forgetting to hide the evidence of her play.