Sexually Explicit...and then some

Editor's Note: According to my stats, I've had over 1400 hits on the blog, today alone. While I'm quite proud of myself for this, why the hell have I had ZERO comments! Come on people, I like the comments, I want to know if I'm turning you on! Get to it!...

Now back to our regularly scheduled orgy...
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I tried to be a good little girl. I tried to study hard today for my test. I even finished outlining early last night before I had a sexy discussion with CSG.

I promise I tried very, very hard.

But I woke up early this morning. A little bit desperate. A lot horny. I couldn't even get back to sleep I was so, unexpectedly turned on. I tried to ignore it, to simply sit down and study but my thoughts kept straying to the delicious fucking I'd received from CSG last night. And when I popped over to CSG's blog, where he'd written an entry about our escapade, which only furthered by horniness. Only made me reach between my legs and massage my clit as I remembered.

I succeeded in studying for a little while, reading once or twice over my outline before I started to sweat. Before I was inadvertently running my hands over my breasts, squeezing my legs together to try and ease the pressure. I logged on to see if CSG was on, but he wasn't. I couldn't wait for him though. I was sweating and shaking with the need to get off. I laid down on my bed and logged into YouPornCocks.com. I wanted to see a guy cum. To imagine it was CSG whispering that I was his fuck pet. I wrote him through Offline Messaging, telling him how wet I was. How I was dripping for him, and wishing he was online.

Then I came, quick and hard and emailed him about it.

“…I watched a porn of a guy masturbating, pretended it was you getting off
for me, roaring your orgasm as you came and came all over your body. Then
I could lick it off of you, swallowing all that hot cum down my throat.
Kissing you, fingering myself for you until you were ready to go again, until
you were ready to fuck me good and hard...”

I thought that was the end of it. I thought I would be a good girl again, go back to studying. I went to the grocery store, read through my outline again, ate some lunch and went about my day. A couple hours later I got back on my computer, logging into my IM program, just on the off chance…

Off chance indeed. There was CSG, apparently quite delighted with my IMs and email. He had been just about to write me and said he wouldn’t distract me from my studies. Of course the moment he logged on I got wet again. Wanting to hear all the words I knew were coming my way and told him I needed a break.

He was more than happy to oblige. I climbed into my bed, laid down towels, and got out my vibrator.

I squirted more than ever. I was already half way there by the time I laid down and I started to gush, over and over again, unable to believe that I could gush that much. I gush just before I cum usually, and I came so hard I screamed myself a little hoarse. I had told him to tell me to cum, to demand it from me, which I loved to hear. I laid there for a long time, gasping for breath, unable to lift my head enough to look at the words he continued to write. Finally I got my breath back and sat up. I’d soaked through four layers of terrycloth (2 towels folded over on each other) and still managed a wet spot on the bed. I wrote him about how wet he’d made me until he came too, which is really what got to me in the end I think.

I didn’t think I would be able to cum again after that, but CSG pushed me a little until I was turned on again, very nearly gushing again. He was hard again after a few minutes and I laid back down, fully prepared for another go round. Our law professor/naughty-little school girl (how apt) fantasy hadn’t gotten too far before and so he continued with that fantasy. I had three or four mini-orgasms that paled severely in comparison to the first, but I knew I was on the brink of something breath-taking. Something that would shatter my mind, so after CSG had cum one more time, I told him how close I was.

I screamed again. I was praising god (and we know how that wouldn’t happen except in exceptional circumstances) and screaming, “Oh god! Oh god! Fuck me! Fuck me!” into the ether. And I soaked through those towels again. I didn’t move for a long time again. I couldn’t believe I’d come so hard. I still can’t believe I came so hard. Then he cyber-snuggled with me, which was perfect considering I’ve been craving that lately.

Mmm, it was so good.