The last 5 days were a blast. Happy ending, as one would have put it. It was as if I was transported back to the university days where sex was wild and crazy and… almost non-stop.
I asked Bestion to stop as he fingered me for the xth time.
“I can’t take it already, honey.”
“Cum for me. Just one more time.”
But it never was really the last.
“Your body is telling me a different thing. Look at how you are reacting.”
Not that I’m complaining. I love how stubborn he gets at times. I lay on the bed, exhausted. It was time really well-spent.
Then I had sex on the table, in front of the mirror. *Grin* I remembered how ‘handy’ the table was when I stayed in the university Hall previously. 8-days of hardcore fucking in a row, alternating between the single-sized bed, the lousy hall chair and the study table. That was the record then. I wondered again what we were trying to prove previously. Things you do when you are young. Tsk.
When he set off for work and when I had time to spare, I worked on myself. Once, twice, thrice, and still counting. I tried recalled my previous record of masturbation-led orgasms in a day. Was it 20? Around there, I guessed. I remembered almost fainting the next day during my violin lesson. That’s over-exhaustion defined in the horny era. Love me.
I stood in front of the mirror, examining myself for the longest time possible. When was the last time that I took a good look at myself? I prided myself for my well-toned legs as well as the twins that matched my frame perfectly. My big nipples were shouting out loud for my attention.
I looked at the camera lying around. Damn. I’m in one of those moods for pictorial memories. Should I or should I not?
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Good god…a resounding ‘YES’ Dandy Gal…today’s post has was truly ‘inspiring’ and ‘uplifting’ lol…as was your comment on Matt’s wall. Mirrors are wonderful things at times, to watch just what is happening and where, from angles which are not obvious at the time.
Also 20 in one day….maybe you should have been the cellist (in one of my memories) rather than a violin player…then at least you may have opened those wonderfully toned thighs wide and combined the music with a bit of self love.
This was a fantastic post to start my day…I think today will be a long and hard day
Have fun with the camera. The images are already fixed in my mind.
I can only begin to imagine the pictures you’ll have for your memories; especially after the day(s) you’ve already had. What grand adventures you continue to share. Thanks.
Ah … Hello! Yes! Please do grab the camera.
On the table in front of a mirror … very hot! I do like the use of a mirror. It’s like watching yourself in your own adult film.
I would think it would be impossible for a guy to masturbate himself to orgasm 20 times in one day. I couldn’t imagine it, being my record is 4 or 5 times.
Off to join the day with lovely visions in my head.
suburbian man, thanks for visiting my blog. i’m glad i’m a woman. Can’t imagine your impossibility. =p
thanks will, and thanks Postman. I do… erm.. have my pictures well kept away for my own perusal…
your own perusal
I imagine they will be …..perfect!!
Should you grab the camera? Well come on (oh, you already did that). I mean, look who you’re asking–your fan club.
Really, it’s up to you. We’d love to see you naked, but we’ll love you anyway.
Women have it all over men in the orgasm department, you lucky girls. But even if we can’t match you one for one, we still like helping you reach that height, even if just by writing you to thank you for sharing with and being good to us. Writing to a real woman and getting a response is so much more arousing than a woman imagined.
Thank you,
Matt
What an adventure. Pictures will be the best dessert. Have fun!
it is awfully sexy knowing your man just wants you to come, for him.
man, hawt!
happy CNY gal!
Hello! Happy Chinese New Year
Mmmm… Horny era… Grrglgrrll *drools like Homer Simpson*