I’m showered and naked lying on my bed. I have easy access to my already sexually charged body. I’ve got my laptop open and I’m looking at an album of a guy following me on XNXX. Mmmm his cock is so hard and a perfect fit for me. In my mind I’ve just unveiled my very pink pussy to him. My legs spread

apart; I slowly spread my pinkish-reddish lips apart with my slender fingertips inviting him to 'look. He sees it, pink covered with wet. My fingertip pulls back the hood, showing off my very aroused clit. I instruct him in a very soft whispery voice to 'look at it.


He stares at it. His mouth opens, as if in total disbelief. His eyes riveted to my turned on pussy, he watches me slowly glide a middle finger inside. I look at his extremely hard cock pointing straight upward, in his photos and imagine its saluting my secret private area.


I gazed at his cock, wanting it so badly. I will admit to you that at the moment I haven’t had cock for days. Oh how I crave for cock - right now his cock.


So I’m lying there was fantasising with an incredible urge to fuck. To feel something hard inside me. What to do? To help solve this little dilemma I reach onto my bedside cabinet and pick up my hairbrush. The rounded handle with its ribbing will do fine.


My hand caresses this make believe cock, bringing it to my mouth I kiss it and allowed my tongue to move up and down, how I wished it was real. My other hand is massaging a breast, index finger at times flicking a hardened nipple.


Bringing the saliva laced handle to my extremely aroused pussy, it makes a slow entry, and in my fantasy that hard cock in the photos has entered me I can feel the enlarged clit rubbing against it as he slowly goes deeper inside me.


I am picking up speed as the 'cock' glides in and out of me I look at my full length mirror at the end of my bed, looking into the mirror, viewing the onslaught. I think of his very rigid cock pounding into my pussy. What a HOT turn on. My hips wildly move back and forth matching his rhythm. My other hand leaves the breast and glides over my stomach, teases the belly button, and slowly floats over my very smooth legs.


I know I’m going to cum in a very big way, my imaginary partner sliding that hard cock in and out of my hungry, pussy. I’m pushing that brush handle in and out, really picking up the pace, my pussy humping it so well. Glancing into the mirror, so much wetness on this make believe cock. My free hand now goes to my clit and I pinch it, mixing a little pain with my pleasure.


My secretions are leaking out of me, some of it trickling on the bedsheets, some of it trickles towards my ass. I can really feel the build; this is going to be a huge orgasm. Biting my lower lip, semi-gently so not to moan or scream. Suddenly I close my eyes, throwing my head back, arching my body, bucking...god how I needed to scream.


A tear of joy comes out of an eye as my first orgasm subsides. I’m not done yet though.


I gently pull out the handle from my folds. I bring it again to my mouth, kissing it, licking it, tasting myself.


In my mind he hasn’t cum yet. Mmm he needs a blowjob. I slide my warm fingers around his erect cock. As I’m imagining him I run the brush handle against my clit. I stare at his cock in the picture licking my lips. Imagining sliding my tongue teasingly over and around the tip. Teasing it but it’s not enough. He grabs a handful of my hair, and forces himself inside my mouth. My lips sucking on him my tongue caressing the length of his cock... god...


I slide the hairbrush back inside me. My other fingers continuing to rub my clit. Im getting close to my second orgasm. In my mind he starts to fuck my mouth, watching me getting off on the view.




I’m so close to orgasm now. I can hear the sound of the hairbrush in my wet pussy. My wetness splashing - maybe I will squirt.


I scramble to find my favourite picture - a glorious cum shot.


I’m looking at it as I cum a second time. Oh his glorious cum, spurt after spurt. I imagine it spurting on my face covering me. I’m convinced I can smell it cum. God how I wish I could taste it for real. Have him smear it over my lips and chin... and then my second orgasm subsides.



I pull the hairbrush out for the last time tonight and carefully lay it back on my bedside cabinet.

 

I like it!

 

Fantastic read, thanks Sally xx

 

Wow!

 

Awesome

 

That story is hot I love a good slut nothing sexier

 

I’ve been working with a Brazilian girl Adriana recently. She must be mid 20s I guess and I’m in love lol. I’m not bi as such but I have been with other girls. This on though is gorgeous enough to make any women bisexual. We’ve been working over zoom a lot and haven’t yet met but when she’s talking to me she has this habit of leaning forward and I get this amazing view of her perfectly pushed up cleavage as she leans closer to the screen. A few times she’s had to go find documents and I get a quick look at her amazing body.


I have to confess I looked her up on Facebook and sent her friend request which she accepted. After which I went straight to her photos and had a good look at her. I feel a little like I’m stalking her but I just seem to have a fixation on her.


I kept thinking about Adriana’s toned and taut body, with curves in all the right places and those breasts that always sit perfectly. The thought of them caused a tingling down below. My mind has definitely not been on work today. I keep looking at her photos and even made an excuse to zoom with her to hear her voice. The thought of her gorgeous bum. Mmm, what I wouldn't do to have her bent over in front of me, with her bum jiggling in the air. Just thinking about her curves, her eyes, her toned legs, her perky bouncing breasts makes me so horny.


This evening I showered then laying naked on my bed I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and went onto her Facebook page. Her profile picture is a selfie of her, taken from her phone slightly angled, her big beautiful eyes looking into the lens. I wish they were looking up at me, begging me to fuck

her mouth with a strap on. My pussy was already starting to get wet, I could feel the juices against my lips. I licked my fingers and spread my pussy lips with them. I traced my fingers up and down my slit, moaning softly. I scroll through more photos of Courtney. The sight of her inviting body in her

workout outfits made me even wetter. I started to rub my clit harder in circular motions using my right hand. I’m moaning, my breathing getting faster. I can barely keep quiet. I zoom in on her perky breasts in her pictures and close my eyes to imagine pulling down her sports bra to reveal her puffy areolas and

licking her nipples, making them hard and sensitive. I was so close. I kept rubbing my clit, keeping up the rhythm and the circular motions. This was torture, I wanted to cum so badly. I wanted to squirt all over Adriana, and on her pussy or on her face. All over her perfect tits. Mmmm, just thinking about squirting all over her made me lose control. My legs started shaking and I came uncontrollably as I stared at her body on my phone.


I must admit I feel guilty using this poor girl in my little fantasy and I know I shouldn’t do it but I also know tonight I will probably do the same thing.

 

Damn, every faps an adventure! Love it!

 

WOW

 

The train was quite empty and my mind began to wander. I probably should have been thinking about work but instead I was browsing on here and the sexy responses I got to my photos and other masturbation posts. I started to imagine how it would be to be watched as I played. There was a man sitting across from me and I imagined he might actually be one of the lovely men who’ve commented on my posts. The thought sent a quiver to my clit and I felt warm down there. The warmth I knew came from getting wet. I was bold and let my skirt ride up slightly so he might get a glimpse of my stocking tops. I don’t normally wear stockings to work but this day I just wanted to feel sexy. Somehow the ritual of putting on a fresh pair and clipping them to the suspender belt seems so sexy and knowing I’m wearing them under my skirt or dress feels erotic.


My nipples were hard as the guy took a second glance. I wasn’t wearing a bra so I’m convinced he could see them through my top. I crossed and uncrossed my legs several times during my journey hoping he’d get a glimpse of my stocking tops and panties. I have no idea if he got a look at them but he certainly was looking over enough to give me a little thrill.


Sadly the journey was over too soon and we arrived at my stop. I got home and took off my jacket and hung it up, followed by the skirt which I unzipped and wriggled out of as it fell to the floor. I left my shoes, on just some black court shoes with a medium height heel, I thought my legs looked good in them. I adjust the dressing mirror and lay on the bed in my partial state of dress. In my mind I was still being watched. I ran my hands over my stockinged legs and felt myself tingle from the caress.


My first thoughts were of the train guy watching me, but then I ted to imagine guys who’ve commented on my posts on here watching me. So I decided to put on a show for my imaginary audience.


I run my hands over my stockinged legs from ankles to the stocking tops. I wondered if they have noticed my panties and that little damp spot. I open my legs so I can see myself in the mirror a picture of the view my audience has. My smooth pussy just visible beneath the material. One finger gently massages the wetness through the material sending a shudder through me and a moan from my lips.



I slowly unbuttoned my blouse. I hoped my audience are not disappointed by what they see. Two small pert tits crowned by small hard sensitive nipples. I hold one in my hand and imagine being watched as my fingers played with the nipple. That made another gasp. My nipples are so sensitive. I love to play with them and have them played with.


For a while I’m lost in the sensation as I tease each nipple in turn. Each movement sending messages on an invisible telegraph to my cunt. Did that word shock you? I hope it did just a little, as sex should be shocking. Hard forbidden words add to its spice. I play with my nipples and my cunt demands attention. Then I remember my audience I must put on a good show.


I slowly slip my panties down my legs and lay back on the bed, legs slowly spreading apart a finger gently massaging my clit whilst my other hand plays with a nipple, pinching and pulling it. From time to time I swap hands so each breast gets equal treatment. Next I open my legs even wider then using both hands open myself up so my audience can see deep inside my red swollen cunt. I begin to massage my clit using my own wetness as a lubricant, while putting two fingers into my cunt. I open the fingers wide, feeling my vagina stretch as I make them into a V-shape and then feeling the walls fold back on them when I bring my fingers back together. With the fingers of my other hand, I’m working my clit.


By now, my cunt is giving off that earthy, relentless odour of my desire that never fails to arouse me. I imagined my audience enjoying the smell of my arousal. Moving away from my clit I use my free fingers to massage the valley between my inner and outer lips. I run my fingertips along the curved ridges of my lips, feeling the electric thrill they produced. All the time, two fingers of my other hand are thrusting in and out of my now very wet cunt. The contractions of pleasure begin to increase in size and frequency in my lower belly. The ache I’ve been feeling turns into sharp pangs of pleasure. My clit is responding very fast. I feel the whole of my cunt is alive and powerful.


I hoped my audience was enjoying my pleasure.


I began to feel as if I will explode. The contractions of pleasure inside my vagina are intense. Suddenly, a shot of warm fluid is released from my cunt, soaking the backs of my legs and the sheets. It takes me by surprise I don’t normally squirt so easy, it must be the thought of being watched that’s caused such an intense orgasmic reaction. I reel from the intense pleasure it gives me but I keep going, rubbing my clit faster and faster and thrusting in and out harder and harder, helped along by the wetness of my ejaculate. My whole body shaking with the frenzy of my movements. I can even feel the waves of pleasure spread from my cunt to my ass. Of its own accord, my cunt is contracting hard against my fingers, clenching them. Soon, I’m doubled up and shuddering in the throes of an incredible second orgasm.


Slowly I take my fingers out of my cunt and put them into my mouth, lifting my juices to my lips. I want to taste my own essence and give my watchers a good show. My vagina is swollen, open,and abundantly wet. It feels warm and relaxed. I open my knees wide, oh my what a show my audience is getting. I lay here, my legs open, one hand gently stroking my still throbbing pussy, the other flopped on my belly. I rest, my cunt open, exhausted and fulfilled.




Mmm but just imagine my audience now queuing up to take turns fucking me now that’s another fantasy to masturbate about.

 

So I get back from my first date since I split with my boyfriend. Alas, its midnight and I’m home alone. He was a lovely guy younger than me and perhaps a little to nervous or inexperienced because he didn’t pick up on any of my signals that I was ready and ripe to be fucked by him. I didn’t feel a direct approach would work, if anything I might have scared him off. No I will bide my time, we will fuck soon but not on this first date.

I kick off my shoes and take off my jeans and blouse before heading to the bathroom to remove m makeup. I had high hopes for tonight and got myself pleasantly aroused so nothing would feel better than a nice gushing orgasm. My mind wanders off into fantasy about my date. His innocent demeanor, his broad shoulders and his boyish good looks. He must know I want him, he’s got to but I’m here alone. Well it’s time for me to solo play again. Naked now, I start teasing my nipples- they’re getting hard as I can feel my warm, subtle breathes graze across my chest. I close my eyes and lie back, I am ready for ecstasy. I replay the date only this time he makes his move and we’re back at his.

I start to run my fingers down my body paying special attention to my, soft breasts. I am at my hips now, holding tight to the curves I can feel the excitement start to build up. My breathing gets heavier, I hold myself a little tighter and start to undulate. Moving my body gently imagining it’s his hands touching me.

Two fingers in my mouth now, gently soaking and sucking them. They’ve reached my soft clit. Starting slow I rub myself in a clockwise motion, with minimal pressure- the nerve endings are already stimulated. My body wants me to cum. Moaning with each sensation I can feel myself getting closer. I go faster and faster it feels so fucking good. My little cunt is dripping wet, I slide my finger into my freshly shaved hole and feel my pussy squeeze it.

I force another finger in and find my g-spot. I start finger fucking myself and each time I enter my fingers my thumb teases my clit. My mind starts racing with thoughts of my date. I picture us on his bed, I’m on all fours as he penetrates my tight, warm, wet pussy. We are both getting so close to orgasm he spanks me for being too loud. Tells me that I need to be silent. I try so hard to silence myself but his long, thick cock is lodged so deep inside me I can’t help but squeal with pleasure. I am begging for mercy, he goes harder and harder.

Reality sinks in. I’m in my bed. Alone. Soaking wet. So close to cumming. I can hear my juices with every insertion. I go faster and faster, harder, with more force, FUCK I am so close. Each hair on my body stands erect, my back arches, my toes curl, I feel a warm rush come over my entire body, and GUSHHH, my pussy squirts all over my bed as I let out an uncontrolled moan.

I sit there in silence with a racing heart beat, breathing heavy. I think I want to do it again. Time to challenge myself. This time I’ll start with my fingers in my mouth again…mmm I can taste my sweet cum.

 

Excellent story. Please do keep writing more.

 

Amazingly hot stories from an equally Hot woman.

 

Nothing like hearing personal stories of a gorgeous, sexy lady masturbating. Thanks Sally. Your stories and pics are so hot!

 

My morning play. I turn the water on in the shower and get in once it's warm. I wash myself thoroughly, dry off, and still naked, go into the kitchen. There I make a cup of coffee, naked and clearly visible to my neighbours if they were looking. Coffee in hand, I head to the living room open the curtains and stand there sipping my coffee. I open the windows just to give me a feeling of being even more on view. The idea of being exposed is thrilling but eventually I curl up on my leather couch to enjoy my drink and read a good erotic story or two on my tablet or watch a porn video.

I like to sit on the couch with my left leg over the armrest and my right knee out to the right and my calf tucked back toward my body. While this leaves my pussy very accessible, I refrain from touching it. As I begin to enjoy the story I softly move my fingertips back and forth on the bottom of my right foot or on one of my nipples. Then trace my fingers along the inside of my thighs. I really enjoy luxuriating in this, I call it my solo foreplay, I can do this for a long while. Getting myself into a heightened state of arousal.

The gentle breeze from the window makes the room fresh and cool. I’ve been browsing for about 30 minutes when I found a video clip it was a studio called “The Life Erotic” and the film was called “The Scarecrow”. I have to say the clip was both disturbing and intensely erotic. A quick google search and I found a longer clip of the film, mirroring my tablet to my tv I settled back to watch the film.

I stretched out and lightly tugged on my nipples. After a while, I run my fingertips down my sides as far down my thighs as I can reach. When I

feel ready I spread my legs a bit and put my index finger into my vagina. I love feeling the wetness. I move it in and out a few times and then I roll slightly to the side so I can use my wet finger to sort of tease and coat my puckered little ass with my wetness. I do enjoy the sensation of teasing it.

I have to admit, the film and my own touch was getting me very wet. I get carried away with my wetness. I like to use my wet fingers to coat my

nipples and massage it in. As my arousal builds I like to lick my nipples as well as my fingers. I don't actually suck on my nipples because although my boobs are just to touch with my tongue (with some effort) to my nipples, they are not big enough for my mouth to get close enough to suck them.

My breathing began to get faster. My fingers started to drift toward my little love button at this point. First I insert a finger or two to get them wet again.

While inside, I usually feel my pulse, this really turns me on. But back to the love button. I start gently rubbing my finger up and down over it, sort of like a bow on a violin.

After a short time, keeping my fingers wet, I switch to a rapid side-to-side action. I stay with this the rest of the way. By now the girl in the film is fucking the scarecrow and omg is it a turn on. My fingers are going faster...more pressure... my other hand squeezes a nipple, toes tighten, my breath gets more rapid, my face gets hot, fingers flying on my clit, moisture running down from my pussy, my nostrils flair, and then the orgasm crashes through me. It radiates out from my clitoris like a shock wave. A loud moan escapes my throat, my eyes roll and the world turns white as if a bright light overloaded my optic nerves.

The musky, tangy smell of my pussy is in the air. I suck on three fingers soaking with my arousal as I roll onto my side in the fetal position. I lay still as I come down. The films finished I missed the last bit but I will watch it again.

I fall asleep for a short time. Once I wake, I draw a hot bath for a good, long soak. Eventually, I get dressed, by now it's about noon. I get dressed and head out.

 

Damn girl I wish I could taste you

 

Fantastic

 

All of your stories are great, have me rock hard and wishing I was there watching you