I guess tensions are rising everywhere since we are all pretty much on lockdown. Fortunately, the home my sister and I share with out parents is very large and has huge gardens to three sides. The other three properties that surround us are similarly large and all three gardens back onto each other. There's plenty of places to go for an outdoor cum! Usually, I don't try to decide in advance what I will fantasise about when I masturbate. I just let my mind go into free fall and roam about various themes until suddenly one will stand out. The theme may be erotic in the extreme, including rape fantasies or even incestuous ones, or innocent as the day is long. There's no rhyme or reason to it.
Wet. Not damp....not moist.....wet. That's the only way to describe how I woke up today. I think most girls sleep in the panties they wore the day before. I like to shower first thing rather than last, and well, it seems sensible to keep the panties I wore that day on...unless they are already very wet. I woke up slowly, and became aware quite quickly that there was a lot of wetness between my legs. Since I'm half way between periods, I knew it wasn't that, and a quick feel revealed that, sure enough, I was horny as fuck! I think not being able to go out is fuelling some kind of bodily protest. I'm denied my pleasure of going to the mall and watching other people, and maybe flashing them, or masturbating quietly to orgasm as I fix on someone, wondering what their last sexual act was. So, I lay there, feeling the wetness and loving it! This is, for a girl, the equivalent of a guy feeling really horny. I felt my clit pulsing and I knew I had to cum. Now, I've discovered something. If I take my panties off and smell them, it's a subtly different scent to when I smell myself on my fingers. I've learned to use this to my advantage. As I lay there letting my head just drift, my thoughts landed in Charlotte. I've known her since forever, and although she is strictly a cock girl, I would love to have sex with her. I wriggled out o my panties and put them in my nightstand, then I started to touch my boobs. I imagined Charlotte running her delicate fingers over them. My nipples stiffened almost instantly and I knew I was on the right track. In my mind, I pretended we had enjoyed a sleepover, but that I awoke with her touching me. "Charlotte....what....?" "shhh.....I just want to....." "Mmmm....that feels so good......you're....you're making me wet." "Touch yourself if you like" I let this continue for a while until I was really aroused. Then.... "Charlotte....can I have your panties?" "Uh....sure." I let my imagination give me her undies, and I smelled them deeply (mine, in reality, but as I said, somehow, when they're off, they don't quite smell of me.) I let myself make the transition between me smelling her underwear, and her sitting in my face letting me lick her out while she fingered me. It was a small step from there to her cumming in my mouth while I came on her fingers. All in all, a most satisfying fantasy and an even better cum.
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