The weekend seemed to pass rather quickly. Tonya spent Friday night with her dad in his swanky, uptown apartment. It was a far cry from the modest home he had shared with her and her mother. But, she was happy if her father was happy. Afterwards, she came home and spent the remainder of the weekend listening to her mother bitch and moan about how no good her father was. This was becoming a typical weekend for Tonya.
She would often escape up to her bedroom, put her headphones on and jam out to Nirvana or whoever happened to be in her cd player at the time. Usually, she would think about Lenny, wondering what she was doing right now, but this Sunday night, was so much different. Tonya closed her eyes and thought about David. She could feel his kisses and his hands covering every naked inch of her body. She began to get chills that made her nipples stand at attention.
Tonya got up from her bed and walked over to her door, "Mom, I'm going to bed," she yelled down, quietly shutting and locking the door.
Every light in the small bedroom was off, except for the small desk lamp, across the room. Before she laid back down, Tonya walked over to her mirror and slowly began to strip, just like she always did for David. Her eyes sparkled as she admired her heavy tits and tight stomach. She took a few steps back so she could look at her pussy. The very pussy that had turned into David's cum bucket.
This thought turned her on tremendously and she climbed back onto her bed, atop the covers. She turned her headphones off and leaned over, turning her radio on softly. She closed her eyes and brought her legs up, bending them at the knees. As the words of Madonna's song, Justify My Love, crept from the speakers, Tonya slowly slid her hand down between her parted legs.
She moaned as the wetness and heat covered her fingertips. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was already aching for David's cock. She dipped the tip of her middle finger inside her cunt, coating it with her juices. As the music danced inside her head, Tonya brought her wet finger to her right nipple, smearing the sticky juice over the tip, then to the left nipple. She purred as the cool air from her open window danced across her wet nipples.
**** SONG PLAYING **** "Poor is the man Whose pleasures depend On the permission of another Love me, that's right, love me I wanna be your baby"
"Wanting, needing, waiting For you to justify my love I'm open and ready For you to justify my love" ********************* The words to the music were not only seductive, but were the perfect words for how Tonya was feeling at this very moment. She slid her fingertip back inside her sloppy wet cunt, again coating it, then bringing it up to her lips, slowly tracing her fingertip along the bottom lip, leaving a wet, sticky trail.
Tonya quickly sucked her bottom lip with her teeth, tasting her own juices made her extremely hot. She brought her hand up to her wet, cool nipples, pinching and rubbing them back and forth. With her other hand, she reached over to her nightstand, picking up the hairbrush that laid there.
Without another thought, she quickly rammed the handle into her cunt, slamming it as far as she could get it to go. She bit her bottom lip to mask her loud moans as she slid the thick handle all the way in, then all the way out.
"David, Ooohhh, God, Daaaaavid," she moaned, as the handle tip bumped her womb, sending shock waves thru her body.
Faster and deeper she fucked the hairbrush handle, finally getting up on her knees and driving it in so fucking deep, she was becoming dizzy, but she didn't wanna stop. The song's seductive beat and lyrics carried on, only egging Tonya on more and more.
Finally, when she was just about ready to cum, Tonya slipped the hairbrush from her cunt and rammed it into her asshole, just as David had done with his cock on Friday. She fell forward, one hand gripping her large headboard, while the other hand worked that wet handle into her asshole.
"Mmmmmm, God, Daaaaaaaaavid, I need you," she moaned, fucking her ass faster and deeper.
She gripped the headboard like a vice as she rode her hairbrush, grinding it deep within her hot, nasty hole.
Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She ripped the handle from her ass and jammed it, bristles deep, into her sopping wet cunt, twisting it side to side deep within her. Still on her knees, she began rocking back and forth, riding that hairbrush like she rode David's cock.
She closed her eyes again and imagined him calling her all those dirty names she loved so much ......... "You bitch, you slut, you whore, take my cock" ........... Tonya couldn't hold out any longer, she leaned down and buried her face in her pillow and screamed like a whore in heat as her climax rocked her young, teen body.
Tonya just laid there for a few minutes, trying to collect her thoughts. Her body still shuddering some as she slid the wet hairbrush handle from her cunt, and placed it back on the nightstand. She didn't have enough energy to move, so she eventually fell asleep on top of her blankets, still in a fetal position on her knees .......
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The next morning, Tonya was awakened by her mother screaming for her lazy ass to get up, "Come on, Ton Ton, you're gonna be late for school and I can't drive you today, i have a meeting!!"
