I had pretty much exhausted myself with a very intense session of masturbation, the result of being horny as hell and alone. Again. I had been missing him all day just didn't realize how much until I stretched out on the sofa for a short rest. The turquoise blue shorts I was wearing were cut short and big around the legs. I found my fingers sliding them to the side and playing with the hairs then going a little bit lower and sliding a finger along the folds amazed at how slick they were already. I enjoyed the feelings from touching the soft skin that way, stopping there, was out of the question.
A finger was pressing past the swollen pussy lips and being covered in slick wetness. Moving the finger deep inside and then pulling almost all the way back out a few times just got me hornier and then I really wanted fucked, that was out of the question since I was very much alone. Then it was two fingers, in and out. I had avoided touching my clit about as long as I could. The throbbing I was feeling was like a summons and I had to touch.
Moving my fingers from inside and pressing down flat onto my clit the rubbing was slow at first and my sensations just kept peaking higher. Drawing my knees back and my legs further apart opening up for my fingers to be just right brought me up there fast. Pinching my nipple between two fingers and the attention my clit was getting made me cum surprisingly fast. I love to cum and then slide my fingers inside to feel my pussy pounding, then touching again only to cum again and dip back inside to feel the walls almost suck my fingers in.
Sometime during this I slid my shorts off and laid them on the back of the couch. When I sat up to retrieve them I could not find them. I was on my knees facing the back of the couch when I felt something.
