Isabel walked through the door of her small apartment, kicking off her heels and letting out a sigh of relief as she finally allowed herself to relax after a long day at work. She had been looking forward to this moment all day, knowing exactly what she was going to do as soon as she got home.
Her eyes immediately went to the bed, where her big stuffed teddy bear sat, propped up against the pillows. The large strap-on cock she had attached to it was jutting up in the air, ready and waiting for her. Isabel’s heart raced with anticipation as she walked over to the bed, her body already tingling with desire.
She had always had a bit of a strange fascination with teddy bears, ever since she was a little girl. There was just something about their soft, cuddly exterior and their big, innocent eyes that had always appealed to her. And as she grew older, that fascination had only grown stronger, until it had become something of an obsession.
Isabel had always been a bit of a sexual deviant, always pushing the boundaries of what was considered “normal” when it came to her desires. And her love of teddy bears was no exception. She had long ago discovered the joys of using them as a sexual aid, and she had never looked back.
As she climbed onto the bed, Isabel couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as she felt the stuffed bear’s soft fur against her skin. She ran her hands over its body, feeling the firmness of the strap-on cock beneath the soft fabric. She knew exactly what she wanted, and she was more than ready to take it.
Slowly, she positioned herself over the teddy bear, her body trembling with anticipation as she reached down to guide the cock inside her. She let out a gasp as she felt it enter her, filling her up in a way that no man ever could. She began to ride the it, her body moving in time with the thrusts of the cock as she lost herself in the pleasure of the moment.
As she rode the stuffed bear, Isabel’s mind began to wander, imagining all sorts of taboo scenarios and kinks that she had never dared to explore before. She thought about being watched, about being taken roughly and without mercy. She thought about being bound and gagged, about being completely at the mercy of her partner.
Her fantasies only served to heighten her pleasure, and soon she was writhing and moaning on the bed, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. She collapsed onto the bear, her body spent and satisfied, as she let out a contented sigh.
