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After School Hours

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Danielle Age: 17 Posted on: 03 Feb 2007 0 comments
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This is the first story I'm sharing.
My favorite time of day to get off is in the afternoon. I come home from school, relieved to be done with the stress of the day. Sporadically throughout the school day my boyfriend pops into my mind. I'm sitting in class, trying to listen to the ramblings of the teacher about the election of 1860 or the economy, when a certain way I'm crossing my legs starts to feel good. I recall vivid, sensual memories of my boyfriend rubbing my crotch, and I rubbing my body against his wonderful boner. Just the thought of his hard dick is enough to make me want to reach into my jeans, into my now wet panties and touch myself there in class. The thrilling thought crosses my mind that what if someone sees my thumb lightly brushing against my crotch, trying secretly to rub my clit? What if I look over and see the girl next to me doing the same? I just barely tease myself enough throughout that day that when I get home, I know exactly what I want to do once I get my book bag off. I go up to my room, pull aside the curtains and throw down the blinds. There is a tree in front of my window and when the sun is shining the reflection keeps anyone from being able to look in, but the thrill of someone possibly seeing me as I undress in full daylight makes my body tingle with anticipation. I lock my door, take off my clothes and slowly pinch my nipples as I gaze at my nude body in the mirror. Feeling hornier by the minute, my body is begging for attention as I walk over to my stereo to put on some music to cover my activity from my family watching TV downstairs. While they think I am taking a nap, I lay on my bed caressing my breasts and rubbing my moist pussy in vigorous circular and back-and-forth motions. When I've frigged so much that I just have to have release, I pull out my vibrating pillow (do those home stores know what they're selling?), open my lips, and rub the lively, pulsing thing all over my cunt. I increase the pressure of my slippery grinding to focus on my clit. Lying on my back with my knees up I finally thrust my hips upward, trembling, almost convulsing, as the waves of euphoria crash over me. My eyes roll back as I let out a silent 'ah-AH-ahhhhhhh.' Putting my fingers to my nose I enjoy my sweet female aroma, sometimes taking a taste of my juices. I lay back feeling the softness of my body, reveling in the pleasure I make nearly every afternoon after school.