i notice that i’m horny in the car on the way home.
shortly thereafter i realize that i’m alone in the back seat and that it’s dark in the car. then i catch on to the fact that the music is pretty loud.
that’s enough for me and in a trice my pants are undone and i’m licking my finger. my clit responds gratifyingly quickly and i only have to lick my finger twice before i’m making my own honey.
the smell of my arousal reaches my nostrils and i wonder if the others in the small space can smell me or have any idea what i’m doing. i very nearly hope so.
i take myself to the edge fast enough that i almost manage to come before we drop off our passenger. almost but not quite. i am quaking and feeling the throb deep within my being when we arrive at our passenger’s destination and i manage to hide my undone pants under my pile of stuff and my jacket as i switch to the front seat.
i even manage to do them back up without the driver noticing.
the rest of the way home i can hardly talk, lost in my own arousal i clasp my thighs together and cross and uncross my legs impatiently.
my hands are in my pants again as soon as i’m in the lobby of my own building and waiting for the elevator. i feel my sopping wet channel as i drop my body into the corner of the elevator and i’m almost disappointed when it arrives at my floor.
unlocking my door presents an unusual challenge.
i drop everything as i come in the door and barely manage to remove my coat and shoes before i’m on my bed with my legs splayed. i don’t even get my legs all the way on the bed before i’m gasping for breath and thrusting my mons into my rampaging finger.
the edge hits me fast and i feel little gushes leave my body which i use to coat my eager clit. i consider grabbing an anal toy or a dildo but i can’t bear to stop rubbing myself for long enough to get something from a drawer at the other end of my bed.
i can hardly get my pants off enough to keep going, in fact i leave them hanging off one leg as my finger attacks my clit.
i’m gasping and groaning now, hips thrusting beyond my control and body arching and flexing. i can’t believe what’s happening to me, i’m gushing and having pre shocks all over myself. shocks strong enough to count as orgasms on lesser evenings but i know that i’m not there yet.
i gush and gush and gush again, quakes throbbing through me and deep guttural groans leaving my throat. it’s almost impossible to believe that such noises are issuing from me but they are.
i come shudderingly all over my hand and i feel myself spurt a different kind of fluid, the sheets beneath me soaked now so deeply that i can’t wait to bury my nose in them as soon as i can bear to stop touching myself.
my finger never ceases it’s frantic rush on my clit even as i come and flex deeply into the bed, my head and torso lifting at least a foot into the air as little bursts of fluid continue to fly out of my body.
i touch and touch even as i roll over and reach for johnny and a condom. i don’t really like silicone for dildos but i think that a non-latex condom and some lube will solve the problem.
i drop back to the bed with a gasp and tease my aching hole with the head of the giant black dildo. tease for only a second or two before i thrust gently into my waiting darkness.
there is resistance at first, i hold him as far as i can take him in and then pull him out and thrust again. i groan as his full length slides home and i begin to fuck myself in long slow strokes with nearly seven inches of firm silicone sheathed in slippery , wet covered polyurethane [don't use this lube on silicone without a condom.]
i’m crying out now, still frantically rubbing my achingly engorged clit as i speed up my driving thrusts and then i feel myself gush all over him as i shorten the thrusts and race them frantically.
his head slides against my g-spot and i come again and again as i slap the base of the dildo into myself and flex deeply into the bed, my honey covering the already slick dildo as i feel my pelvic floor grip the dong tightly and massage it’s length and i erupt and erupt again into my own pleasure.
eventually the orgasms slow down and spread apart and i collapse, itch scratched but not nearly sated enough as i play very gently with my clit to encourage little aftershocks to quiver through my body as i feel my pussy throb against the enormous toy buried as deeply as it will go in my eager vagina.
finally, some timeless span later i ease johnny from my body and feel my fluids follow him out. when i can bear to move i roll over and admire the saucer sized puddle that has soaked through to my sheet as i laugh ruefully and drag myself from the bed to go and feed my cat.
November 30, 2007 at 2:16 pm
Oh Bad Influence Girl… Lucky you. It’s good to feel so alive and fiercely horny… Even masturbating like that – all of your juices and senses clamoring for attention. Very good post.
Loving Annie
November 30, 2007 at 5:17 pm
GOOD FOR YOU, HONEY…..This is the kind of spirit that I want to surround myself with at all times, because this is not just about sex, but about adventure!…..Hell, yes, I’ll go to my car and jerk off…or find some deserted crevice in the theatre where I’m working….or whatever is handy. I envy the woman’s ability to pull this kind of thing off anywhere, nearly anytime. And I promise you I would urge you on in as profane a way as the words can arrive in my mouth….Enjoy yourself, my dear.
November 30, 2007 at 5:25 pm
Oh my god, I nearly came just reading this. You are amazing. I hope my writing get this discriptive
November 30, 2007 at 9:48 pm
It’s that feeling that it just goes on and on, I think … the gushing, the spasms, the aftershocks, the quivering. That’s what you have so beautifully captured in this piece, and that’s what the best orgasms have in common. The temporary conviction that pleasure will last forever.
The mess, too … I like the mess!
December 1, 2007 at 1:43 am
loving annie: that may (seriously) go down in history as my favourite masturbatory experience ever. maybe yeah. thanks!
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ronjazz: i’m not as adventurous as you, my lover is more into pda than i am which gets me into trouble but whatev. i’m not sure that profane is necessarily required although some profanity is of course encouraged :)
oh, i am.
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tempted: thank you, i had to masturbate myself immediately after i published it. thanks!
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MM: yes, yes that feeling. that feeling fucking rocks.
so does that damn dildo. i made a smaller mess this afternoon but a mess nonetheless.
mess!
December 1, 2007 at 4:47 am
I loved this story. I’ve gotten in the habit now of watching tv/browsing the internet/etc with my hand down my pants, gently playing with myself until I start to feel the need to finish up. But sometimes it’s just nice to play with no goal in mind… and then be surprised by the smell of yourself when you take your hand out later :) I too, have developed a strong attraction to my own smell… and taste, too.
December 1, 2007 at 8:06 am
ohh my goodness… so urgent and intense… this is just gorgeous… how delightful it would be to be the voyeur when you masturbate so intensely… you really must send me an audio one of these days ;) xx
December 2, 2007 at 1:03 am
You had me at “…making my own honey…” Seriously. :)
December 2, 2007 at 8:42 am
I am sitting in a bar in Amsterdam.. waiting for my next flight.. and was reading your blog (which I admit to be doing regularly… though mostly silently)…
and the music is rather loud… and the marijuana legal…
and baby.. you make me so so hard…. i was reading.. and the music was fading away… and the people talking around me faded away and all there was … was you … you hot breathing…
I was only hearing you .. and god.. wanting you … so hard….
and I press the heel of my hand on my bulge.. not to be too obvious.. but I must have at least this tiny bit of relief…
mmm and I want you..
so I thought you should know…
xxxxxx ty
December 3, 2007 at 5:10 pm
badlittlegoodgirl i had a definite goal in mind here, i was planning to play with myself until i was so tender i couldn’t play anymore… but yeah i am familiar with the casual masturbation thing, i usually stick my vibrating balls in my panties for that sort of stuff…
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roger i’ll see if my lover wants to record me… my guess is that he won’t ;>
and yeah, that’s just how i was feeliing … urgent and intense. it was great.
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brainiac: awesome!
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zak: well i’m always glad to meet another lurker, welcome to my little blog :)
oh my, oh my! thank you for this, i can see you there reading me and wanting me and it gets me going just imagining you surreptitiously touching yourself out there in public and all because of me.
thank you for telling me! and you’re welcome too of course!
December 3, 2007 at 5:45 pm
*blush* I do lurk in the shadows of your sexy blog.. and my oh my .. you stayed with me for a bit after that…. maybe I will tell you more one of these days
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October 15, 2009 at 8:25 am
Hot Damn!!! I could actually ‘watch’ you as though you were putting on a special show just for me. Very well done! You smell wonderful and taste even better. I do so love the almost forgotten taste of a woman as she cums! Love it!
October 22, 2009 at 12:00 am
zak: you didn’t come back…
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cliff: heh, i’m glad you enjoyed! that was a very good night for me