For a little context here. I woke with an irresistible urge to cum.
Problem is that I know what I’m like when I’m in this mood 🤦♀️. I can edge for quite literally hours. I exhaust my porn options. I didn’t have time for that today, I had decorating to do (and I really dislike decorating).
This morning I made a little pact with myself, ‘you get to cum when you’ve finished off the room’.
Halfway through the day I could have slapped myself. How on edge I was was genuinely taking over my day. Every little movement felt as though I was teasing my pussy lips. Everything felt so sensitive and engorged and throughout the day I couldn’t help but slip my fingers in to my leggings and edge myself a little.
I had to leave the house to do a a mama chore, my turn this week. I parked the car in a dark corner of the car park and teased myself furiously but dared not close my eyes incase someone innocently came to knock on the window to chat and so I just teased myself all the more. It’s all I could think about. Driving home I kept holding my fingers to my nose (I had no wipes) and fuuuuuuuck I could smell just how horny I was.
I got home, ran upstairs, finished the painting, raced to my room (whispering because it’s a full house) and I finally got to reward myself with a fucking intense orgasm. My eyes are still watering.
I’m knackered now but I called it, I want to go again 🤦♀️.
Sprawled out on the bed as we speak, in my wet patch, dripping hairy pussy, starfished, no knickers, woolly socks and my painting hoodie 😂.
Fuck I needed that.
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