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Yarn Girl

NSFW

I wanted to write a something based on @lavenderlimes1 idea. So here it is, my first ever post. I hope its not too long

It was past midnight. I had lost track of time while crocheting again. I tried to put the yarn and hook away but just couldnt, the feel of the yarn was just too soft and comforting, its color so bright and nice. "Just one more row", I told myself.

When I looked at the clock again, more than an hour had passed without me noticing. Surprised,I abruptly got up, but threads of yarn had gotten tangled all over my arms and legs causing me to fall over. "WTF!"

Splayed across the floor i started working on my left arm, trying to untangle the purple strands. After some minutes I didnt seem to be making any progress, if anything I was even more tangled up. My legs somehow spread open, hanging in the mess of yarn fibers that had inexplicably become tangled up from the lamp above me.

I know I should have been irritated, maybe scared, but I wasnt. The truth is the touch of the yarn felt oddly pleasing. I trailed a finger over one of the threads around my arm, it was plush and creamy. As I kept brushing my fingers against it I had the strange sensation that the yarn shuddered beneath me.

My heart started thumping and my hands quivered as I reached out to caress the yarn across my stomach and around my thighs. I could swear the yarn caressed me in return, gliding softly against the bare skin of my thighs and arms, even lifting the hem of my shorts and slipping beneath, pulling my already low neckline down, pulling my camisole up and wrapping around my stomach and moving higher, towards by breasts.

Soon my clothes were in complete disarray and I was suspended above the floor. I no longer had much control over the position of my body. I liked it. The strands of yarn completely removed my camisole from their way, exposing the tender skin on my breasts, my nipples already peaking. They wrapped slowly around my big and bouncy boobs, the feel of their lush texture sending shivers across my skin. As those tendrils circled closer and closer towards my nipples the expectation built up inside me. I wanted to feel them and they moved excruciatingly slow.

When they finally reached them a soft moan escaped my lips and I felt the yarn shudder and coil tighter around my body. The tendrils on my nipples held them between some strands and rolled them gently, too gently, maddeningly gentle. Sparks of pleasure radiated from them across my body, a warm craving pooling in my stomach, arousal soaking my panties.

As if sensing it, the threads around my hips tugged on my shorts and underwear, trying to pull them down. I helped them, I couldnt get rid of them any sooner and neither could she, I somehow knew, it felt right to think of this yarn entity as she. And I loved that. The only problem were my shorts. She was tangled to extensively around my legs to get them off. I sighed in exasperation, and could feel her frustration too. Desperate for friction I grind my hips against her strands, the fabric of my pj was thin enough for me to get some sensation but it was not enough. Then it dawned on my. "Help me reach my crafts scissors" I said. She hesitated for a moment, I felt her get very still, did she think I would cut her? but finally did as I asked. I was careful not to cut any thread as I cut through my shorts and panties, breaking free of them. She squirmed in delight around me. I did too, twisting and wriggling to get more of her touch.

She spread my legs open exposing me to her. I could feel her mischievousness as she splayed me open, wrapping herself around my thighs, holding me firmly in place. Then teased my with the slowness of her movement towards that spot where I wanted her. Needed her.

By now my scent was filling the room, I could smell it and it made me even more aroused. My juices were dripping from me, and when a drop finally fell on her, she jolted. My heart pounded in anticipation as I felt something like hunger emanate from all over her. Yarn tendrils captured my clit and I moaned loudly at the sudden pleasure that rippled through my body. She rolled my clit between her tendrils while also rolling both my nipples between more tendrils. I whimpered at the pleasure and vulnerability of being at her mercy. I started grinding my hips again, I wanted more of her. I wanted her inside me. I could feel my juices soaking her.

She blindfolded me with a thick web of yarn and pulled my legs over my head, exposing me further. The threads in contact with the soaking opening of my vagina clinging to it as if trying to get more juice. Then they started moving inside, I could feel her desire for my juices as dozens of yarn threads plunged deep into me. The sensation wasnt like anything i'd felt before. So many strands crowded my entrance trying to enter me and the sheer volume made my walls expand open. I gasped and moaned in pleasure and surprise, she moved rhythmically inside me while rubbing my clit and playing with my nipples. Blindfolded and tied up there was not much I could do, not that I wanted to. Pleasure built up inside me filling me to the brim, just as she was filling my pussy to the brim. She tightened her grip on me and pulled my legs wider apart as if showing me the control she had over me. Than unexpectedly she started pulling my butt cheeks apart, pulling my legs closer to my head, slowly exposing the pink tender flesh around my anus. I shuddered in surprise, "what are you doing?" I asked. She just began rubbing the sensitive skin gently. A loud gasp escaped my lips. I was not expecting it to feel so good. Shocks of pleasure and desire moved through my body. I needed it. I tried to move my hips in order to get more of her touch in that sensitive zone. Then as if realizing there was another entrance into me, the yarn tendrils started entering it, fighting for entrance, plunging inside, pushing at my sphincter and opening me wider. It felt too good. I was nearing my climax as she pounded my pussy and ass, rubbed my clit and toyed with my nipples. She held me tighter in place as he pushed more and more yarn tendrils inside both my holes, I moaned and screamed in pleasure as I fell into my orgasm, and then an other.

I feel I made this too long...