Many of the stories that are on SoloTouch end with the author aroused and ready for a nice cum. That’s real.
In the last week I have read at least two stories that ended with the authors excusing themselves to go find another happy ending and experienced the same myself while writing my own story.
Sometimes, ok usually, when I write an erotic story there is a sense of arousal. After the story is submitted, I am quite wet and needy. Since most of my writing is a solo adventure, like now, that leaves my partner out. Sure there is the occasional time when she wakes up, groggy, cozy and warm, and I join her in our bed. She senses my state of arousal, her eyes light up and there is that charming smile and the whole world fades into a distant fog, replaced by an intense desire to be with each other. Those times are unforgettable.
Most of the time, it’s me up way too early and my needs are always much greater. Like now. I read a few stories and commented on one. There is only one thing to do...write myself into a state of undeniable, excessive desire. I am halfway there. Not even touching myself...only tapping away at the keyboard, racing to finish the story and fully aware that my pussy is aching for attention.
On top of that, I snuck into the house across the street this morning, the one where I left my boob prints on the master bedroom windows and christened it with a quick, intense and very wet orgasm in the middle of the unfinished floor. I forgot to mention that I oil up my nipples before pressing them into the glass. That leaves a much better, lasting impression. Sure enough, no one has cleaned the windows yet. My well-defined prints are still visible, if a little soiled by the dusty ongoing construction. Note to self...find another new home to christen.
So here I am at the point of leaving this to your imagination to finish. I just had to pause. Sliding my fingers inside my panties, I can feel the warmth first, then the wetness building inside. I want to write and play at the same time but...god I’m so wet. Maybe just a few more words.....Hmmmm...deep breath...having trouble typing....mmmmmm , yeees... oh fuck! Eyes closed...laying my head back on my pillow...Mmmmm...Oooooh!
There. I didn’t leave. My first writing induced orgasm. My heart is still pounding! Thinking I can keep it going to another one....but this next one is just for me. Byeeee!
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