Slow Friday Night Self Satisfaction
Posted Sat May 08, 2010 03:14 AM
I'm not feeling particularly horny or turned on, but I can't get the idea out of my head. I want to cum so badly, even though my body is giving me no signs of interest. But that can be easily remadied. So I log onto sexforums and search for my usual chatting partners, the ones I know can get me off, who can twist words to make me squirm with desire.
No one online.
I can't be bothered to try to find someone new. All I've gotten is responses with things like 'hey babe', or 'I'd like to chat' and I'm in no mood to hold auditions to see who can write to please. All I need is a paragraph or two, an example to get me hooked, but I can't be bothered tonight. No.
So I decide to write for myself, make myself hot with my own thoughts, fingers, and write what I do.
I'm wearing jeans, a vest, and a t-shirt, nothing too sexy, nothing too fancy. This needs to change. So I take of the t-shirt and wear just the vest over top of my bra. This is better. I start running my left hand over the side of my right breast, gently stroking, teasing, feeling around the edges of my breast while my hand rests over top of it, cupping it, feeling my nipple grow hard beneath it.
mm, I'm going to post this in segments so I have some fun in between. Hard to type and play at once.
Posted Sat May 08, 2010 03:26 AM
I slowly bring a finger up and softly brush over my nipple. I shiver.
I feel the beginings of readiness.
With two fingers now I circle my nipple, rubbing harder, occasionally trying to pinch it through my bra. It is in the way, but I refuse to remove it. Not yet. Too soon. My breasts bubble up and spill over the top of the silky black material as i start to breath heavier. Big breaths, in and out. I watch as my chest rises, straining against the fabric, making it stretch, pull.
I slowly trail my hand over my chest to my left breast, circling around until I reach my nipple.
I can't take it anymore.
I reach over with my right hand and pull my left breast out of its cup while my left hand pulls the material down. I wiggle and my left bra strap slips down my shoulder. This will do.
With my right hand I pinch my nipple, gently, then roll it between two fingers. I feel twinges down there. My muscles contract and my legs move with no provacation. I can feel a dampness start to seep between my legs. I adjust myself and lay back, exposing my right breast as well and I alternate, squeezing both, caressing one, touching neither but running my hands over my rib cage, heightening the anticipation.
I unhook and remove my bra and vest completley. I have no more need of them now.
Posted Sat May 08, 2010 03:43 AM
I bite my lip and run my hands down, between my breasts, over my flat stomach, down towards my waistline. My jeans are tight and low-cut. I trace the waist with my fingers, lightly teasing my flesh. I slip one finger underneath the waist, then a second. I try to move my whole hand under, but the jeans are so snug, so fitted, my hand pushes hard against my pubic bone.
It feels so good.
With my left hand I move to undo the buttton, than lower the zipper. I am forced to remove my right hand and push my pants down as I wriggle frantically, trying to free myself. I push them down to my knees and stop. I can't wait any longer. I move my hand down to my core, expecting to feel the resistance of soft fabric.
I encounter only warm skin.
I suppose I forgot something this morning.
Posted Sat May 08, 2010 03:48 AM
Look forward to more enjoying masturbating to your writings Nora
Posted Sat May 08, 2010 03:51 AM
My right hand moves back down, breifly stopping to pinch my right nipple on the way, down to my core. One finger searches around the edge, inserting only the first segment, feeling around rubbing, curling. I moan and push in further. I am now in up until my knuckle. I curl my finger and feel a pang deep inside me. I hiss and slam the finger all the way in as far as I can go as I arch up to meet it, pressing hard now and circling my clit frantically.
It is not enough.
Posted Sat May 08, 2010 03:59 AM
I feel a slow build-up start deep within me and I pull out quickly, teasing myself though I can hardly take it. I grab my breasts roughly and cover them with my wetness so they glisten. I pinch my nipples hard, and continue to pinch my left one as my right hand moves of its own voalition back down, searching for my clit.
The first touch is like electricity. I buck and gasp.
I rub without abandon, pinching, rubbing, pushing, gasping, writhing. I can feel the burning.
My left hand moves down to take over for the right, the rights pushes back in, four fingers, three deep, one shallow, pushing, plunging, curling into come-hither gestures. Yes, cum hither...
I press the heel of my hand down on to my left hand, driving it hard into my clit. My hips arch of the bed and I scream breathlessly as I start convulsing around my fingers.
Heat blossoms, I keep pumping, keep rubbing, I can't think.. can't stop..
Posted Sat May 08, 2010 04:00 AM
This post has been edited by redgreen: Sat May 08, 2010 04:06 AM
Posted Sat May 08, 2010 04:04 AM
If my roomate finds me here, well, he can just do something about it.
Posted Mon May 10, 2010 10:42 AM
super hot story!!
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