A Lazy Mood

And with it always comes an urge at some point, to masturbate. I can be quite aggressive when I masturbate, fucking myself hard, or doing other things like doing it outdoors, or incorporating something dirty.....but not at this time of the month. At this time, I am gentle, sensuous and tender. 

I still like to dress for the occasion though, and it’s nearly always the same....something virginal. So.....white dress, white panties and my softest trainer bra. (Sadly yes, I still fit my trainer bras!) 

I take time dressing because that makes me feel sexy too. Then I will lie on my bed and close my eyes. Sometimes, I actually sleep, sometimes I don’t, but either way, either immediately, or when I wake up, I imagine I have a lover with me who is going to take my virginity. 

I begin by running my hands over my boobs, slipping the straps of my dress over my shoulders to reveal that soft, cotton fabric of my trainer bra. More attention to my boobs follows before I slowly slip a bra strap over my shoulder and gently expose one of my breasts. I often turn my head away at this point and bite the knuckle of my thumb as ‘he’ strokes my bare breast.....the first time anyone has done this. 

Meanwhile, I can feel myself getting wet. My legs press together and relax again, but this only enhances the feeling and makes me even wetter. I’m sure my little white panties are damp to the touch now. 

I slowly lift my dress and run my hand over my thigh from outside to inside. Of course, being a good girl, my legs remain firmly together, ah, but then, almost of their own accord, perhaps they aren’t pressed as firmly together as they were before. ‘He’ traces up the inside of my thighs and finally brushes against the damp cotton of my panties. I gasp, because no one has touched me there before. ‘He’ is gentle, spending ages just exploring the material, feeling my puffy lips and finding the hard nub of my clit. 

Then ‘he’ slips his hand under the waistband and touches my bare pussy. I have reached for his cock and have my fingers wrapped around it. It feels hard, hot and angry and throbs under my touch. Slowly ‘he’ slides my panties down and positions himself between my legs. He shows me how to lift my knees, keeping my feet flat on the bed to give me the right angle for him to enter me.

Then I feel him press gently. I feel myself open a little. Then there is some resistance and I know he is at my hymen. Oh, but we are both so wet though! Precum is pouring from both of us, so much so, I can feel it running down my bum crack. He buries his head in my shoulder and nibbles at my neck. I hold his bum and pull softly. ‘He’ pushes. There is a sharp sting and the resistance gives way. I feel stretched as I accommodate his cock. For a few moments we lie utterly still together. I feel so full, almost painful, but the pleasure far exceeds any pain. And then ‘he’ starts to move. In and out. Slowly and minimally at first before speeding up and using the full length of that wonderful cock. All I can think of is, “I’m being fucked. I’ve done it. I’ve lost my cherry. I have a boys dick inside me and I’m not a virgin any more.” 

I feel something deep inside me. It’s a curious feeling....almost like needing to pee, but somehow subtly different. It is building, and building fast too! “Oh....I’m gonna cum,” ‘he’ moans. “Where.....?” I don’t even hesitate. “Inside me. Do it inside me.” After all, you can’t be a virgin with a boy’s cum in your pussy, can you? He looks directly into my eyes. “Do you mean it? In your cunt?” I nod. The dirty word has had an effect on me and when he arches his back to cum in me, I hear it like and echo. “In your cunt....in your cunt...your cunt....cunt...cunt..” and that feeling bursts from me turning my world upside down. I cum with ‘him’, and I feel wetness running freely down my bum. 

In reality, I have masturbated myself to orgasm using my favourite candle. It is so covered with my cum from living this fantasy out every month, I doubt it will ever light! 

I have squirted, of course. In my mind, I used my squirt to imagine his cum running out of my hole, but the orgasm that has just happened was like a whole-body caress. From the top of my head to my tightly curled up toes, this type of cum is, for me, an immersive experience. 

I survey the damage. Dress? Soaked at the back. Panties? Fortunately I took them off to my ankles this time, so they aren’t as wet as my dress.....bed? Oh dear.....fresh duvet cover. I’m going to have to wash the duvet soon. It’s been a heavy month for masturbation on my bed, and when I take the cover off, my dried cum stains are quite visible. I really do squirt a lot. 

I kick my panties off in the general direction of the laundry hamper and my dress follows it. All I have on now is my trainer bra which I think I will keep on for the rest of the day. Something tells me I’m not finished with it just yet. 

How many times in a day can a girl lose her virginity, I wonder?