They say there was a time, maybe hundreds of years ago, when sex was something only done in private. It sounds silly I know, but my mind often thinks about funny things in the morning before I take my pills.
The soft bristles of the makeup brush tickle my nipples as I twirl on the last touches of blush before heading off to work. I check myself out in the mirror. I've got on my favorite red push-up bra with the half cups. It snugs around my tits just right so my nips really pop and my cleavage makes that perfect curve. My garter and hose match the bra. The lacey bands almost seem to form a picture frame around my closely trimmed pussy. My soft inner lips just barely peek out today. It looks like a sunny day out so I give them a little spray of Tantra-oil so they don't get burned. My glistening pussy looks so cute now I almost can't help fingering myself, but I'm running late as it is.
I swallow my pills with a gulp of vita-soda and head out as quickly as I can on my 6-inch heels. Perfect timing, the elevator doors open just as I get there. Brick Hardman, the cute guy from upstairs, is on his way down, too. He's wearing a pair of loose shorts and nothing else. A touch of dark, curly hair covers his muscular chest, but it's his broad shoulders that drive me absolutely wild. I try not to notice the tingle between my legs as I join him for the ride.
"Mmm, Kandie, you smell great this morning. And your tits look amazing in that bra!"
"Aww, thanks. Have you recovered from Saturday's block orgy yet?"
"It was a good one this week. My balls are still a bit sore."
I slip my hand into his shorts and cup my hand around his smooth, shaven balls.
"Nice and sweaty," I say as I fondle him. His cock is totally hard by the time we get down to the lobby, but I don't have time for a fuck, or even a quick handjob. I promise to make it up to him later and head out into the street. I have to run to catch the auto-bus, but I make it just in time.
I flop into an empty seat and catch my breath. I open my legs and let the cool air caress my pussy. It's a hot one out there today! There are two girls in the aisle having some fun. A brunette is on her knees while an adorable blonde stands over her. She has her micro-mini skirt pulled up and she grinds her bald cunt against the brunette's mouth, holding the back of her head and pressing it tight against her crotch. Three other passengers stroke their cocks while they watch.
I don't want to get my pussy all sloppy before work, but I can still smell Brick's intoxicating ball sweat on my palm. Plus, I only got myself off twice this morning. What the heck. I move down next to one of the guys so I can get a better view. He is dry-pumping his pink little dick fast and hard, fixated on the women's feet. The guy across from me is taking it slower. His hand glides up and down his huge, oiled shaft with reserved precision. Gorgeous.
As I open my legs and slide my fingers down to my pussy he looks away from the girls and takes notice as I spread myself wide and use my own juices to wet my clit. He smiles and gives me an approving wink before returning his attention to the blonde, who is now sucking one of her own nipples as she continues to hump the other girl's face.
My clit swells as I circle a finger around it. A quick shiver runs up my back each time I flick my pulsing nubbin. I've always been especially proud of my big clit. I look down at it now, poking out proudly from its hiding place, looking like a tiny penis. I'm taken, as I always am, with the maddening desire to suck on my own clit – believe me I've tried, but until I can afford the spinal-flex surgery (the operation most guys get so they can reach their own cock with their mouth), I'll just have to be patient.