4. Awfully fond of you

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Awfully fond of you

Anita

T his should be weird. Getting off while being watched by a fucking toy. Pretending a rubber duckie likes it, wants it, is all hot and bothered for me. Yeah, weird, right? But I guess I’m a weirdo, cause this is really doing it for me. I’ve never felt so turned on before.

Duckie bobs his little head up and down, like he’s earnestly cheering me on. My fingers move faster, a warm tingling sensation tightening my nipples.

I used to imagine my toys were alive and could only move when I was out of the room. I think I watched Toy Story too many times as a kid. When I found Duckie on the bedroom floor earlier, I actually thought for a minute that maybe he’d moved himself. It was ridiculous, but right now, I let myself give in to that fantasy. Duckie, alive and watching me with rapt fascination. My little Rubber Duckie who knows all my secrets, memorizing how I like to touch myself.

Yeah, this is the stuff you tell therapists.

Maybe it’s better if I imagine there’s a little camera inside the duckie’s eyes, transmitting all of this back to some sick freak, stroking himself while he watches. A man, not a toy. A hot, sexy, stalker man, spying on me, wanting me. Obsessing over me.

“You like watching me, don’t you?”

I slip a finger inside while continuing to stroke my clit with my thumb. Cool air caresses my skin. The scent of bubblegum follows each popping bubble. My breasts ache, and I use my free hand to cup one and twist the hard nipple. An electric zing charges down from the rough touch to the soft strokes on my clit. Tingly and tight, I’m so close.

I imagine picking Duckie up and rubbing that soft beak over my pussy while I curl a finger inside. Shoving his rubber between my lips and using him to get myself off. A sound that’s half groan and half gasp leaves me.

Before I can act on the idea, my muscles are clamping, my building pleasure overtaking me like the swell of a wave, surging from my core to my toes. I throw my head back against the bathroom tile.

“Oh, Duckie, yes, yes! Oooooh Mmmm.”

I slip down the porcelain and back under the water. Scooping Duckie up, I nuzzle his smooth side against my cheek. A fit of giggles over takes me. I just got off fantasizing about a rubber duck.

Once I control myself and stop laughing, I plug my nose and dip all the way under the water.

All the worries and concerns of the day are gone. My body feels loose and languid for the first time in weeks. Everything is going to be all right. Tomorrow I’ll start looking for a new job, and it’s all going to be fine. Better than fine. It’s going to be amazing.