It all began one Wednesday evening, the night I will never forget. I must first explain that on this Wednesday night I had my first true G-spot orgasm. I had never experienced something so liberating before in my life. Now that is all I can think of day and night.
All I want to do is touch myself to recreate that very moment again. Oh how it come in such a rush, leaving me so relaxed. To feel every inch of my body as I slowly massage my pussy. Waiting for that very moment to happen again. It consumes me just this thought,in the car, at work and even late at night. I think of him the one, and begin to play.
Using my fingers is just not enough I most bring out the re-enforcments to the job. The butterfly to stimulate and the purple one for penatration. Both at the same time, after all the job most get done. It starts slow and gentle, almost a tease to get going. I close my eyes and visualize that evening. I can feel my lower half start to get warm. My feet begin to shift, toes begin to cruel. I can feel my pussy get wet and the throb. I insert the purple one and turn on the butterfly, it most be low. I slowly begin to feel my breast, slowly moving my hand up and down my body. Pinching my nipples I turn the butterfly up and slowly begin to move the purple one to find the spot.
I can feel it start to build up as if I have to go to the bathroom. Oh the pressure builds and I turn the butterfly up to full power. I can feel it build and then it happens. It is like a waterfall, rushing out drippping down my legs. My body arching, legs going numb, yes I whisper so the neighbors don't hear. To finish I place my fingers in the nectar and move it to my lips and taste. It is so sweet and pure and now I feel complete.
Now I have to go through another day of this, waiting to get somewhere private to acheive satisfaction. Just knowing that once I have finished I seem to have no problems and feel so relaxed. If I could only feel this way every moment of my life, then everything would be perfect.