Lying in bed fantasising and masturbating is one thing, and like anything, the more you practice the better you get. Sometimes, though, you need more. Sometimes you have to DO something.
As I've said many times, online porn really doesn't do much for me. It's too staged...unless I happen to hit on a particularly well acted and directed one....and they are few and far between....or a genuine amateur vid....I like those. So, at present, my sex life is fantasy interspersed with a little reality. As I go through my cycle, I find myself drifting through many differing sexual moods, from delicate and innocent to fire breathing whore! Yesterday, I was definitely feeling like I used to when I was at school....but also, there was an edge to it. This edge told me that just dressing "innocently" and rubbing myself off wouldnt cut it. I needed to do something more. So, white shirt, plaid skirt, dark blue panties, tights, and black shoes. It's early.....6:00 am and I have the house to myself. My parents are in their cabin in the woods, and my sister is with them. I feel so horny as I dress. I look at myself in the mirror and smile. I can still pass for a believable school girl even though I'm 20. Small firm boobs reall help! I shiver a little as the crisp morning air rapidly chills me and my nipples harden instantly into exquisitely painful little bullets. I know I'm going to masturbate outside, but, as when I masturbate indoors, I know I have to wait until my brain finds a scenario...perhaps a memory....perhaps a fantasy. And so I wander idly through the garden, brushing my fingers on the flowers and feeling the early morning dew. A memory stirs. It was late September when this happened and an outdoor PE lesson. The teacher was explaining tactics and had made us sit on the cold ground while she went into mind numbingly boring detail about goal defence, attacking and selling dummies. We all sat on the cold ground and I remember feeling the dew soak my panties. I lost interest in the lesson and remembered thinking that I needed to pee. Dare I just do it? Right now? At the time, I didn't, but here..... I sit down on the grass in the same position almost like kneeling, but with my lower legs either side of my ass. I make sure my skirt is out of the way and I feel the cold grass against me. Mmmm....cold it may be,.,.horny it certainly is! My clit pulses, and I get that feeling of opening inside. I suppose it's like a boys erection but in reverse. I am thinking of the teacher droning on as we sit there, cold, bored, and some of us I'm sure, feeling sexy. I get that feeling of wanting to pee but I hold it. It comes back stronger and...oops....I nearly let it go. Again I resist successfully. But then, I cough and a little pee escapes into my underwear. Then a little more. I lift my left hand to my mouth and bite the knuckle of my thumb as I let go and slowly, oh, so very slowly, I pee my panties. I feel the warmth spread and I know how naughty I'm being. The warmth spreads up the back, and deliciously up the front too, warming my clit and making it throb all the more. I try something I used to do at school. I used to try to squeeze pussy juice (or panty cream as we called it) out of myself by contracting my vaginal muscles like I would around a cock. I giggle out loud. The sheer number of times at that age I used to imagine having a cock inside me and what I would do with it. Niw the need is overwhelming. I reach up my skirt. I'm soaked, naturally, but my whole crotch is one big erogenous zone. I start rubbing myself through my soaked tights and panties. I imagine the teacher spotting me and saying "Well, young lady....you've started so you may as well finish. Carry on and the whole class will watch you." I lean back on my left hand and lift my skirt. The eyes of the other girls bore into me and I'm sure one or two of them are biting their lips. One in particular, a beautiful girl who had the body of a goddess. Alice was everything we all wanted to be...smart...perfectly proportioned, sexy, blonde, blue eyed, and the object of every boy's desires...and a few of the girls,too! I imagine Alice looking at me and nibbling her lip as I touch myself. She shifts slightly, and I get a glimpse of her white panties....white, that is, apart from the wet stain. "Do it properly" The sharp voice of the teacher cuts through my reverie. I tear my tights and pull my panties aside. I push a finger up myself and Alice's hand covers her crotch. I finger fuck myself and rub my clit. I can see Alice's hand moving slightly and then, joy of joys, she shudders and I know that watching me has made her cum into her underwear. I cum immediately. In my garden, kneeling here in my soaked underwear, with my ripped tights, I cum loudly, calling Alice's name.
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