Erotic Story: Sans Vibrator

Female MasturbationWritten By: Jade Sky

I need a nap, I say to myself. It’s a bright afternoon, I have done plenty already, and the feline in me deserves a nap.

‘You, fool,’ comes the devil-child voice. ‘It’s not a nap you need and you know it.’

Should I get more comfortable or are these clothes right for a nap? Jeans, thick socks, a sweater of rough wool and cotton. It’s still chilly here in the Northwest. They’ll be fine.

Pulling the pillow out from under the covers I lay face down on the bed, curling the soft down into a knot that supports my head. My medium length, dark hair is clean and feels light and sensuous, like silk upon my face.

I begin to doze. But not doze. The sun is too bright and it makes me feel sexy with its warmth. I stretch and drift into a daydream.

Somewhere in my mind is a dark, black cave where I take the naughty part of me when I crave sexual pleasure. The cave has my toy chest in it. In that chest are the tools that drive my imagination. My imagination quenches my sexual cravings.

I conjure up a powerful man, well mannered, strong and quiet perhaps. We are at a party of some sort ‘ refined, not rowdy. Everyone wants to be near him, but I don’t even notice him. Not until he notices me. When our eyes meet I cannot draw away. Compelled to look away, I cannot.

I realize my breath is coming quicker and more shallow than normal. Mmmm, this should be good.

As the video in my mind continues and the plot thickens, my hands begin to explore. Turning on my side, I push my bra up over my breasts and begin to work them. First, ever so light caresses. I slip my finger between my lips and suck on it momentarily, making sure that it is as damp as it can be. With its wetness, I tease my nipples to erection. The coarseness of the sweater’s fabric encourages my nipples to stand straight.

One hand slowly and lightly traces the curve from my breast, down my side and over my hip. My hip has padding on the side, but as I run my finger over the bone to the crease where my leg begins, I feel an uncontrollable shudder as a nerve directly connected to sexual bliss jumps.

Even now, I feel wet with pleasure. Such a simple thing, to allow your mind to imagine for the body.

Rolling onto my back I unzip my jeans and slide them to a point only above my knee. The restriction is part of the play.

One hand continues to tease my breasts, pinching and pulling the taught nipple, and pushing the substantial globe up towards my chin.

My other hand slides over my pubic mound and teasing myself, I go by my sex to rake nails upon the tender flesh of the inside of my thighs. They are graceful thighs ‘ not too long, not to short. They are strong and lean but full and shapely. Below my (not knobby) knees, is a shapely calf that gets sexier with more frequent exercise. My leg ends in a narrow ankle. Legs that are meant for straps and heels.

As the man in the video in my mind makes demands of me, the video recedes and only his occasional demands are heard.

From down the block I hear a dog bark.

Smiling to myself, I roll onto my side again and slide my hand into my lavender-colored lace Victoria Secret’s panties. I feel the heat coming from my passion and stroke the mound with the small patch of hair on it. The rest of my clean-shaven pussy waits like a schoolgirl’s, dark pink and swelling with anticipation.

My fingers creep past to my clitoris, feeling its erectness. Sliding one finger between my labia I am encouraged by its succulence. A rich musky smell taints my fingers as I smear my now abundant juices throughout my sex region.

My other hand leaves my breast for a moment to slide the panties down just below my firm ass. A little flat now, my ass has an attractive roundness to it when it is exercised properly. I turn over onto my face again. Turning my head to the side, raising my ass in the air, I spread my legs slightly, allowing my weight to rest on my strong shoulders.

The sweater hangs loose so the nipples on my ample breasts stay excited as they swing back and forth slightly over the rough fabric.

One hand comes up to grip and squeeze a breast while the other teases my clitoris with a wagging motion.

The air feels cool on my wet pussy and as I begin to move my hips to counter the action of my finger, a sharp distinction excites me. As my ass raises the lips of my vagina open, allowing the coolness to lap my vulva.

As I come down to allow my finger its attention to my clit, the warmth embraces the wetness as the chasm closes. It is the dichotomy that I focus on; the heat, the cool, the heat the cool. Then comes the sound of suction created by moisture as I become wetter and wetter.

The room seems to sweeten with the musky smell of my own lubricant.

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Then it comes. The realization that in a spilt second I could be in that mental spot where there is no mental ‘ it is all feeling. Do I slow and draw this out, teasing myself, making the climax that more dramatic or do I go Hell-bent-for-leather?

A brief nagging feeling ekes its way into my consciousness and I know that while it would be nice to linger here for as long as I can, I have far too much homework and had better come to reality again soon.

I relax my sphincter muscles and apply a little more pressure to the mound of flesh above my clit. I pull a little harder on the nipple I have been rubbing between my fingers and take a breath. And blackness.

There is a tremendous tension in that brief moment as my body gathers all its energies and focuses them upon one spot in my body. It is like the sucking of the ocean before a tsunami.

‘Ohhhh, shit,’ I think. And I moan.

Like the ocean being sucked for a common catapult, my body shrinks into the bed, my hips making a deep impression. And the flood hits.

‘Ahh’ I yelp, as my uncontrollable hips spasm off the bed. The hand on my breast squeezes one more time and I feel my hips sink back into the foam again. Out of control, I screech and spasm numerous more times and slow the rubbing of my mound and clitoris. Winded, I wonder in the back of my mind at how much power there is in relinquishing control.

Let the torture begin. I catch my breath and allow my body to relax a little. I go back to the video in my head and realize the voice is saying something about me ‘deserving this.’

The slightest pressure makes me spasm and moan again. Stop. ‘No really, you deserve this.’ He has control over what my body feels right now. Pressure, spasm moan. ‘Oh, I want this to stop, (not, (Stop, (Not.

As my pleasure slowly diminishes over several applications of pressure, I imagine how nice it would be to have the luxury of time. Time for him to tie me to the bed and blindfold me. Time to hear him talk dirty to me and bring me to another naughty climax, only to drift of into a most contented nap.

Not today. As I sit up in bed my eyes catch my eyes in the mirror. The dark pools stare happily back at me with an almost evil glint. ‘Ah, you evil child, you.’ I tell myself. Once again, I am amazed at the rejuvenation a mid afternoon nap can give me. Okay, whatever. Oh, but you knew all along didn’t you? It wasn’t the nap I went to bed for.

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