I went to sleep last night thinking about sex.
I dreamt about sex all night.
I woke up this morning still thinking about sex and coming up with new fantasies.
After laying in bed for an hour drifting back and forth between consciousness and sex fantasies I put my hand between my legs to see how wet I am.
I am completely covered in my own wetness.
Soaked.
All over.
I am sloppy wet.
I couldn't let all the wetness and sexual build-up go to waste.
I put one of my fantasies to use.
Teasing my clit with my finger.
I cum in seconds.
Of course I keep going.
I cum again, and again, and again, and again.
I still need more.
I reach under my bed for my toy box.
I pull out my new favorite toy.
I can hear how wet I am.
I cum again, and again, and again, and again.
The moans and groans coming from me.
All guttural.
Primal.
Within minutes I am completely satisfied.
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Sounds like a good way to start off a morning to me!
In Will fashion.
This story is useless without video.
I'm sorry for turning you on so much. I'll try to tone it down.
I have to say, this is one time where I feel obligated to fall in line with the lowest common denominator.
Your descriptions are quite the turn-on.
Your descriptions used as narration in a video reenacting your adventure in self-pleasure: bigger turn-on.
Not that I'm thinking of only myself.
As hard as I tried, the above sentence was not uttered with a straight face.
I will see what I can do for you guys the next time I need to take care of myself. (So, later today)
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