Waking up early a Sunday morning sensing the lovely smell of my own juices, still covering my body from the night before. Sex still on my mind, and fantasies starting to evolve in my head. Smooth loving hands are starting to explore my body again. Carefully toughing just my soft spots only the way they know how to.
I’m still half asleep, when I’m clearly noticing that I’m getting aroused again. Sex never makes me less horny, ever, it just makes it worse. I felt how I was getting wet again.

As my hands kept exploring my body I could sense the smells rising, finding its way to my nose, mapping its way to my brain and making me even more aroused. The smell of a clean wet pussy is, to die for, even when it’s my own. Getting turned on by yourself is such a kick.
I sensed his hands finding their way over my body, same as I sensed her hands finding their way over my body. This will be intense. I laid on my stomach, feeling my pussy getting wetter yet. I had to touch it, I had to feel the slippery wetness. Carefully sliding a finger over my clitoris, it was already soaked. Sliding it further to the opening, without any resistance, turned me on even more. Wanting that rock hard cock carefully sliding into me, wanting her fingers to explore the rest of me.
Slowly touching, rubbing, enjoying the small movements my fingers made over my clit, I was still going crazy from the wetness, wanting more, wanting to get fucked hard from behind, feeling it spread all over me, him, and her. Wanting her tongue, fingers, or any part of her touching me while he’s riding me. Fingering, finding that right, spongy spot pressing it. Drives me up even more.

Hearing him whispering in my ear, what he wants to do to me. Telling me he wants to tie me up, telling me he wants to slowly explore my body, telling me he wants me for the first time, telling me he wants to feel his hard cock slowly finding its way into me really deep.
She whispers in my ear that she wants to feel me touch and explore her, let my fingers find their way to her favorite spots, wanting me to take her to the skies and give her the like orgasms no one ever have, like only another girl can.
Their breath in my ear sends shivers through my spine, through my entire body. I’m still slowly getting up on my knees, chest still against the bed. Opening up access to both pussy, breasts and nipples. One hand finds its way to my nipple, first slowly touching, then rubbing… Finally a little pinch. Pinching and still playing with both clit and g-spot, exploring and feeling myself curve to open up better access from behind.
He’s not there, to squeeze himself inside me, to tease me, to fuck me hard. He’s right next to me, but he’s not there. Still whispering in my ear. Nor is she there to play with her tongue or finger me as I’m opening up. Just whispering in my ear. Both teasing and driving me insane. TAKE ME DAMNIT!

I feel how I get more wound up, how I keep touching, enjoying myself, feeling how hot I’m getting still under the covers, still on leaning against my chest. I slide my legs back down, curving my lower back still. I really want him inside me, I’m thinking to myself. I’m not allowed to talk when we play, they are just whispering in my ear, and ruling the game. Telling me about all those lovely things I wont get to feel. That I just have to imagine while they whisper in my ear.
I grab hold of my breast again, pussy still insanely wet, wondering for a short moment if it will leave stains on the bed. Feeling how the wetness really has spread, from my pussy to the inside of my thighs. Squeezing my breast as I play with my clit, feeling the sensational feelings rush through my body. Watch me whimper as you’re not giving me what I want you to. They are still just there, not doing anything.

I turn around, laying on my back, pressing my feet up against the wall to get better reach, to really push that spot. I’m feeling myself get closer. Am I allowed to get there yet? I can’t ask, will they stop me?

As I keep going and wanting to get to the finish line, I’m being stopped. I turn a little, readjust, using my own juice as lubricant for my clit, squeezing the muscles in my vagina together for enhanced feeling, making my clit pop a little, starting to feel the tingly feeing though my body, more intense this time. Touching my nipple, pressing it into my breast as I carefully make circular motions with my hand.
Rushing more, getting closer, really feeling it expanding through my entire being. Why aren’t you helping me, why aren’t you touching me, sending me to the skies. I would want to scream, but we’re still playing our silent game. I want you to watch me, see me enjoy myself as my body slowly spasms, a little more and more. Feeling it rush through me. So tense, and then suddenly relaxed.

Waking up early a Sunday morning sensing the lovely smell of my own juices, still covering my body from the night before. Sex still on my mind, and fantasies starting to evolve in my head. Smooth loving hands are starting to explore my body again. Carefully toughing just my soft spots only the way ...