Hot and Bothered

It was a day of morning classes two months ago when I just could not focus. All I could think about was the tingling sensation between my legs and the zaps of pleasure I felt when the seam of my jeans rubbed my clit. Walking around campus was nearly torture, feeling the seam rub me ever so gently. After my final class, it took everything within me to actually get back to my car to start driving home. 

 My college campus is very close to my parents home, so that’s where I still live. I have a nice, isolated room in the basement, and plenty of privacy to get a little nasty when I’m in the mood. 

Driving home was excruciating, every little bump in the road made me grind into my seat and get a little wetter. I could feel myself squishing around in my panties, and I couldn’t wait to see what damage I had done. By the time I got home I was flushed around my neck and chest and in my cheeks. I raced to my room and climbed onto my bed, tugging and pulling my clothes off. 

Pulling off my panties released a wave of the most intoxicating scent, and if you’ve never enjoyed the scent of a horny ladies panties, you haven’t quite lived yet. I pulled my toys out and got to work, jilling myself off, working my clit and grinding the base of the toy within me on the bed. As I felt myself climaxing I pulled the toy out of my pussy and let the juices squirt out, in a perfect symphony of orgasmic pleasure. My entire body convulsed and I didn’t come down for several minutes. It was such a good orgasam that I had little stars in my sight for a few minutes afterward.

I brought myself off a few more times and then fell asleep satisfied and happy.