Amber woke from her dream slowly, for she was very comfortable where she was, and didn't particularly want to wake, but the sun was shining hot on her naked body, and the breeze had twisted her nipples into twin pinpricks of knotted pleasure, just begging for attention. And so she came awake at last. With a languid sigh she stretched, her near six foot frame twisting sinuously as she stretched her arms all the way over her head. This caused her back to arch and her full heavy breasts thrust up toward the sun, as if drinking in the heat of it's caressing rays. Her green eyes opened with a heavy lidded ponderousness which spoke of reluctance, but also of smoldering sexuality ready to burst into flame.
"Good morning." She said joyfully to no one in particular as she dropped her arms back to her sides and began tracing idle patterns on her trim stomach, moving inexorably toward her tits and her needy nipples. She arched her back again when her fingers at last found those twin buttons and pinched them, twisting them slightly and tugging before releasing them. She gasped softly and moaned at the sensation her fingers had wrought in her own body. It happened every time but she never grew tired of it.
The other side of that coin however was that once she got started, she had to ride those sensations to their logical conclusion. It was just how she was. And so she left one hand to caress and fondle her needful breasts, and snaked the other down her body, past her navel (a sensation which always made her giggle) and then between her legs, to the equally demanding clit which protruded from her body, and the first brush of her fingers over her naked slit and clit was electrifying.
"Ooh yeah.." She cooed into the air, spreading her thighs wide with no regard for voyeurs animal, or human and then she gave her clit what her nipples had gotten, a sharp pinch, a hard twist and an almost painful tug. She gasped and lifted her hips off the spongy turf on which she rested another coo escaping her parted lips as heat and moistness flooded her, letting her know she was just getting started with herself.
"Mmm yes..." she whispered when two fingers of her hand suddenly found themselves thrust into the hot humid depths of her slit, pushing exactly on her g-spot. "Aaah.." the sound was inarticulate but spoke volumes all the same. She was going to get herself off in fairly short order. Unbeknown to her, she did have an audience, a thick bodied snake, a constrictor of some sort had been resting in the spreading branches of a nearby tree when the show had started, and his head and a portion of his body now hung down from one of the low lying branches so he might better see what the beautiful human was doing to herself. As he watched, a third finger found its way into her and her breasts were abandoned altogether so that she could concentrate on her clit. Her hips were bucking wildly by this point, thrusting up off the grass with each push of her fingers inside her and grinding against it every time she ground her clit beneath her palm.
"Oh yes," she was saying frantically, her head tossing vigorously as her orgasm built to the point of no return, "fucking a that feels so... so.. goo.. god.. DAMN!" And then she came. A wild, unrestrained shout of ecstasy tore from her throat as her entire body rippled with orgasm and then spasmed rigid as it hit her, her hips were several inches off the ground, and her back was arched so far that all of her which was touching the ground was the crown of her head and the balls of her feet. Cum was gushing from her cunt as the serpent slid silently down out of the tree, squirting around her still questing fingers and landing like dew on the grass beneath her ass. She was oblivious to the serpents approach, and he stopped a foot or so from her head, watching her as she finally, slowly relaxed, soft moans and whimpers floating on the breeze as she brought her fingers to her lips that she might taste herself while her other hand continued to wander over her naked flesh. She was not yet satiated.
"I wonder," the serpent said then, drawing no startled exclamation from the beautiful human, though she did turn her eyes to meet his as she pulled her now clean fingers from her mouth with a pop!.
"What do you wonder?" She asked him, impish light twinkling behind her eyes as her hands returned, apparently of their own volition to caressing her ample curves and tantalizing crevices.
"If I might be of service." He replied simply. "You've never managed to satisfy yourself with your own hand, and the man who is sometimes here doesn't seem to quite manage it either." he concluded simply.
"Well," Amber replied, "he does what he can."