Have You Ever Awakened to That Feeling....

Have you ever awakened to that feeling that your body was much more awake than your mind? You lie there, barely attached to the tether linking you from sleep to wakefulness. You are asleep but aware of whats going on around you. You hear the birds singing, the conversation of crickets, cars starting, people moving about starting their day. And there you are, in bed. You sigh and burrow deeper under your blanket snuggling into your pillow your skin warm and scented of sleep and fabric softener. What the hell was I dreaming about, you think to yourself...and that's when you feel it, that distant sleepy throb between your legs. You stretch your legs feeling the tendons pop a little, noticing the wetness between your thighs. Aww yes, now I remember... brief images of the sexy dream you had been having flit through your mind and the throb becomes a little more insistant. And thats how I awakened yesterday. My hand traveled to my naked breast, my nipples already at attention, touching and tweaking, mmmmm, they are so sensitive this morning! I turn from my side to my back, my hand slowly traveling down my stomach...to the soft curls at the juncture of my thighs, sliding down into my moist heat, intimately exploring the soft folds of my labia. Right there, mmmmmm, just a little pressure now, you all know I am such a tease, even to myself....Softly, I am touching, and thinking of someone, gently touching and probing,teasing, not quite ready yet to plunge my fingers into my slit...I have yet to touch my clit as I enjoy that rythmic throb, that slightly teasing lilt that comes from indirect stimulation. But I sense, that now is not the time. I could make myself cum if I wanted to, and in record time I may add. I could draw it out, easily edging for an hour if I wanted too, but no, not yet. I need something first. I climb out of bed and dress, a rather feminine cream long skirt, only a little frilly and an olive green tank that I knot in the back. I pull the skirt low so that you can see my tat. My panties are red...on purpose. I want anyone who chooses to look to know what I have on under that skirt. Oh, and they will look, my strut is entirely to sassy not too! So, I go about my day, running my errands. While in the car, I pull my skirt up high on my thighs and open the sun roof. MMMMM the sun feels so good, warming my skin, also warming the cocks of the truckers and SUV drivers who happen to look down in my car and see my thighs. And all the while, my clit is throbbing. Occasional I reach between my legs, my fingers pressing, teasing gently. By noon, I had worked myself up pretty good, so horny! The fellas at the gym can sense it, I think. I notice the curve of their biceps, not the men who are reincarnates of the hulk, but those who are slightly smaller. I like the toned look of them, the way the muscle plays under their flesh as they flex and release; the sight of the sweat rolling down their arms. The intense look on their faces, I can almost imagine that thats what their faces look like when they cum, when they are on that last set. I narcissistically believe that every flexion of muscle, every grunt and grown is for my pleasure, meant to turn me on. Fuck, I am so horny now. I head to the locker room, walking in between a group of fellas who just finished their workout, Excuse me, I smile sweetly. I can feel their eyes on my ass and I look at them over my shoulder, yup, four pairs of eyes hungrily watching elbowing each other, hmmmph, men....I start undressing, and I noticed someone had turned on the steamroom. Yes that would feel good, the moist heat, sweat and water sleuthing down my body. I remove everything but the one piece body suit, tie up my hair, and go inside. No need for the light. I luv the dim recess of the corner, steam swirling around, making it seem almost etherial. Mmmm, the tile is comfortably hot and I sit there drifting. My hands start to massage my body, starting with my feet, to my ankle, spending lots of attention on my calves...the sweat making it easy for my hands to slide all over my body. My hand slides up between my legs, my thumb slightly bumping my click. I jerked hard, oh shit! The slightest touch, no doubt from being incredibly horny all day, has made my sweet little cunny so sensative!! So feeling a little haughty, and maybe just a little naughty, I push the crotch of my suit over to the side. Ooooo, yeah, that's right...just like that, I think to my self, my fingers in my slit, on the border between touching my clit directly and just pushing on the labia. I push down as I drag my finger up, my body shivering with the sensation. I start working my clit. MMMM, its so swollen as I lie there wishing that my clit was being sucked and licked instead of me just rubbing it. This was no gentle affair, either. I watch the door, it's opaque and allows me to see the blobs of color representing people going in and out. I lay fully on the tile, one leg bent, the other on the floor. I am trying to be quiet but its so hard. I know, if I slide my finger in now, only an act of God would prevent the sound from exiting my lips...But I slide it in anyway. I can only imagine what it must of sounded like, but I was alone, and the sound was quiet, as I press against my g-spot, dragging my fingers out again to play with my clit, while the other hand plays with my breast, teasing my nipples through the thin fabric of the body suit. My gawd, I am so wet now, wondering if the juices are running out of me the way the sweat was running down my body. I consider edging (isnt that kinda what I been doing all day?) and decide I really want to cum. And I am so close. I am really working that pussy now, my hips pressing higher and higher, harder and harder into my hand. From somewhere I hear "steamroom" and I quickly sit up, closing my legs, and not a moment to soon. An older lady is coming in, she had stopped to let her friend know intensions and had her head facing the opposite direction of me when she answered. Ho Ho! Almost caught by grandma. I smile at her as I exit the steam room and head to the shower. I like the handicap stall because it has a sprayer that you can pull down and a seat. Now I have never used the seat, but I decided to, today. I lather my body with soap, the scent of coconut lime filling my nostrils and I sit on the seat holding the sprayer between my legs, oh fuck! To say my clit responds aggressively is an understatement. I want to cum. Need to cum. Damnit, I cant cum!!!! My legs are practically shaking, I am on the edge, the very precipice of bliss, why the fuck can I not throw myself over and CUM!?!? I have been in here almost ten minutes and I know that little old lady is gonna need this shower. So I am disgruntled, and horny ( I dont recommend this feeling to anyone!) my nipples are perma-hard and my clit is throbbing!!! I dress quickly and haul ass home stripping on my way to my room. I pull out my dildo, my vibe, and just a lil' something for my ass. I lub that up and slide it in slowly (I dont always like being fucked in the ass, I have to really be in the mood for it to enjoy it) fortunatley, I was in the mood. No need to lube the dildo. My pussy was so wet, I could have bottled up my juices and sold it on e-bay! I worked that in alot faster, twisting and rotating it all the way to the base. And finally, I take my trusty silver bullet and place it on my clit. I am fucking screaming by now! I dont just have my silver bullet on my clit, but I am rubbing back and forth, up and down, slow circles, fast circles against my clit. My left hand is fucking my pussy with my dildo and everytime it slides in, it bumps into the massager thats in my ass. I angle the dildo down so that the tip of the cock hits my g spot. Harder and Harder I am screaming for my imaginary lover to fuck me, fuck me!!!! Oh, oh yes, I can feel it, I'm gonna cum, all that edging and frustion, all cuming to fruition. I want to shout with the joy of it!! And I do as I cum, my body wracked with convulsions, the vibe making it throb harder. I lay there in the now silence of my room, as my breathing quiets and my pulse slows wondering if anyone outside my house heard me. Wondering if they knew exactly what I was about when I climbed so quickly from my car. MMMMM I curl up on my side, almost in a fetal postion. I still hadnt even pulled my toys from my body. I pulled the blanket over my body. And my mind willingly cut the tether between awake and the unconsicence and slept the sleep of the thoroghly satisfied and completely satiated. Happy jacking and jilling...