There is a refit at my dental office and we are closed for a couple of days. All the chairs are being replaced as are the imaging systems operating microscopes...all the bells and whistles. Some of the senior partner surgeries already have this kit, but now us lesser mortals are getting it too. We are also going onto laser drills! No more high pitched whining of hand turbines or burrs! Needle-less anaesthesia....wow! Either way, we have three days off, followed by a two day 1:1 familiarisation course. We have all been on the relevant practical courses, and have carried out the treatments we will be using the new equipment for.
Which means me....alone....during a fucking heat wave, and horny as all get out. I knew when I woke up, because I was really wet down below. I had slept in panties, something I just do now and then, and they were very moist to the touch, oh, and that scent! That lovely, early morning, wet, erotic scent that speaks of horny dreams I remembered! 99% sex, and that 1% faint after hint of pee. As I lay there in my own wetness, I started to think about how messy sex is in general. What is it Hannibal Lecter says? “How quickly the boys found you! All those sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars...” Guys shoot sperm, and if you’re like me, well, when I’m horny it’s like....well, imagine taking your right hand, filling it full of baby oil and slapping it between your legs. Yes, THAT wet! And when I cum, theres usually significant amounts of squirting too. Plus,,let’s not forget I’m not averse to a little deliberate peeing now and then too. All in all sex is messy.....thank fuck! Today, I was minding my own business lying on the grass in a park just reading. Around lunchtime, the place seemed to really fill up. Lots of people taking their lunch there, or just getting out of the offices and nearby mall for a break. Let me say now, there was no sexual activity happening. Not on this occasion anyway. Instead, a girl walked past me. She had a pale yellow summer dress on that was almost transparent. A small, white, almost trainer bra under it and obviously a white thong. But it wasn’t what I could see (well, maybe a bit) it was as she walked past me, I could smell her. I could smell that delicious scent of slightly sweaty girl, and the unmistakable scent of pussy. Mine flooded instantly. Now my attention was piqued, I started to notice other girls. Almost no one was wearing jeans or pants, this was definitely cool dress weather. Im positive at least three girls I saw at different times were panty-less, and one in particular was sitting on the grass a few feet away from me reading, like I was, but sitting up (I was in my tummy) and I could see right up her skirt. No, she wasn’t deliberately displaying towards me, she was just engrossed in her book. She had blue panties under a denim skirt, and with her knees up, and the book resting on them, I got the perfect view. I could see the panties hugging her pussy, and more importantly, I could see the dark spot that showed she was wet too. My mind then took over. Was that her wetness, or had she fucked her partner before work today? Maybe she was reading something erotic, and putting it in what an English friend of mine once called her “wank bank” for later. Had she maybe masturbated this morning, and this was residual pussy cream from that? What would it be like to taste her....slip my fingers inside her? (Just like every dick is different, so every girl feels and tastes slightly different.) is she straight? Lesbian? Or maybe that delicious state of being bi curious? Oh fuck....I remembered back to when I was bi curious! I didn’t really know if I could do the deed with another girl, but I sure as fuck knew I wanted to try! I remembered skipping off PE (claiming an unusually long and heavy period) and hanging out on the locker room. I had found another girl’s panties and used them to see if I really could smell another girl up close and personal....and lick and taste her too. (Turned Out I could!) All this idle speculation had me creaming myself into my panties. Some girls hate it when they get wet and wear panty liners all the time....I love it! I love feeling myself leak into my underwear. And I love it especially when I wet myself sometimes. (I guess you have to try it to know.) lunchtime came and went and the numbers of folk in the park diminished to only a few here and there. I remembered the scent of the girl who walked past me, and the sight of the girl opposite so I indulged myself in something guys just can’t do. If a guy wants to jerk off, he has to get his dick out, which can lead to a very quick trip to jail. It’s different for us. Yes, I can cum just by squishing my thighs together, but lying on my tummy, it’s so easy to slip a hand between my legs. Masturbating through panties and a dress is easy. Hell, it’s even easy to get your hands into your panties without being spotted if you plan it right. So, I rubbed one out lying on the grass. Oh but it was delicious! If I had peed, it would have run out of my panties and into the grass....no problem. As it was, I felt the all too familiar gushing of a really satisfying squirt. Yes, I would have to walk home with totally soaked panties, and yes, anyone I passed would have gotten a whiff of my pussy. (Actually, I dont like the word pussy. Cunt? Maybe, sometimes, but not for general use, vagina is ok, I guess, quim? Slit? vag? Leave it with me, i’ll Get back to you on that.) i adore walking around wet. Sex is messy....great, isn’t it?
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