So hot today. If I could have walked through my day naked, I would have done. As it is, I wore just a plain pale yellow cotton dress.....and nothing else.
I knew I needed to masturbate. But today, well, some days I crave attention. I want to be seen, to tease, to excite. Other days, like today, are about me, and purely about me. oh, that’s not to say I didn’t consider a few options. For example, I toyed with the idea of getting myself off in the local swimming pool, or even in the sea. But somehow, I felt more that I needed to be unhurried, to do myself slowly and with care. It still had to be outdoors though. Since my family live in a fairly small house with equally small gardens, there isn’t much scope for outdoor cumming. Sheds? Too full of spiders, and anyway, unbearably hot just now. Greenhouse? You must be kidding. I’d dehydrate before I got close to an orgasm. Lawn? Too public. Frustration, then. But then I realised I had the house to myself, so bye bye dress. Walking through our house naked always thrilled me ever since I first did it when I was 14. I remembered the feeling of exposure and the risk of being caught. I remembered how my tiny budding breasts had hardened and my nipples had become little nubs of exquisite pleasure. I remember the feeling between my legs and the coolness of the air kissed the wetness that was coming from my secret spot. Since then, my parents have installed air conditioning, and the moment I rid myself of my dress, there was a sharp,intake of breath as the cool air touched me once more. I thought of my parents. How many times have they had sex in this house? And where? Maybe they are bedroom only types, but maybe when they were younger, maybe they christened other rooms on the house too! Yummy! In the living room, the gentle hum of the air con provided the background to what was coming. I flopped down on the settee and spread my legs wide. The front door opens onto a tiny vestibule which in turn opens into the lounge through a clear glass door. Anyone walking in right then would see me. My finger grazed my slit while the other hand sought my breast. I’m so randy! But today, nothing kinky for me.....no peeing.....no fantasies of forced sex, or multiple partners. No. Today, I just want to love myself. My finger dances over my clit, making me inhale sharply as my sensitive little bud wakens fully to her task. My cunny leaks wetness freely, as she has always done. I dip a finger deep inside and taste myself. I’ve always loved doing this. I love my own scent and taste. This time, I push a finger really deep inside and feel my cervix. I’m due on in the next couple of days, and my cervix always feels lower in the run up to a period. A brief memory flashes. My first period! How grown up I felt! I didn’t realise that with periods comes a sharp increase in sexuality too! My clit seemed to be suddenly switched on by this tiny flow of blood. Id love to be able to lick my own nipples, but I’m just not big enough for that. Instead, a pinch, a slight twist, a full boob caress.......my arse wriggles on the couch and my pelvis begins to grind sensuously. I’m not imagining being fucked, I just like the movements. Again a memory stirs. Around fifteen, just rocking my hips back and forth was enough to almost bring me off. It felt like such a dirty thing to do, especially when I lay in bed at night with my legs spread wide apart. I would rock my hips, making sure it exposed my crotch. Im masturbating quickly now, my fingers rubbing my clit from side to side rapidly and firmly. I’m grinding my hips and squeezing my breast. Brief, sharply focused 8mages tear through my head. The stains I used to notice on my panties when I felt horny at school.......the first time I came standing up in the shower, and something ran down my legs.......the first time I saw a boy shoot his load.......the first time a boy came on my tummy. These are not like in a film.....they are still images, remembered from the past. Im nearly there now.....the images keep coming......the first time I became transfixed on another girl’s body when my class went swimming.......the first time I felt a cock against my vagina. But what sent me over into my orgasm was the memory of a boy who had his hand in my panties and was rubbing my clit in exactly the way I am now. He had done it before and although it felt good, it didn’t feel great. This time though, he had my school shirt unbuttoned and off over my shoulder.....my bra strat too was lying over my upper arm. He had kissed my neck and down to my shoulder where, to my intense delight he had given me my first love bite. I remembered the pain of it.....the shock....the instant fear that my mom would see......then the realisation that she wouldn’t, it being on my shoulder. I remembered I had cum into my panties..... ...and with that, naked, I cum onto the settee.......I moan......better still.....I swear. “ohhhh......ohhhh fuck...fuck....Fuuuuccck!” What a glorious climax! I needed that so much. Time for me. Time for only me. I must make more of it.
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