I’ve [F] been a horny mess the last 5 weeks (1/3) *wet for a week*

(This first part is more of a back story, but still turns me on lol)

So I still live with my parents because, you know, its a pandemic. But recently we’ve had a bunch of relatives stay over with us. Theres too many people in the house and rearrangements were made and I ended up stuck in a room with two younger cousins. For 5 weeks.

This doesn’t seem like a problem, but if you’re a horny virgin who reads erotica, listens to audio porn, watches actual porn and plays with themselves naked like me…then its kind of a fucking problem! I play with myself MINIMUM 3 times a week and when I’m even hornier, its an everyday thing. So 5 weeks of no masturbation was not it for me. I’m already still a virgin—playing with myself is what keeps me sane.

The first two weeks weren’t too bad. I had an itch I could easily ignore. But week 3 was bad. Every time I went on reddit I would get ridiculously turned on. I frequent GWA and I like to save audios on there and the tags always start to turn me on. JOIs for women, dirty talk, nipple play, dubcon, MMF audios—everything!

But here’s the dumbest part: I thought I could control my urges by writing porn! I started writing a script for GWA and I failed to realize how horny I would get! Writing about my kinks (in this case a dubcon, rough sex, degrading story about a maid stuck under the bed) had me feeling warm and needy and wet. So fucking wet. Imagining a man reading my script and saying all the nasty shit I wrote to me.

I underestimated how wet this would make me. I was sitting down while writing and when I got up I felt a flood of juices release.

I was soaking.

And I was also at work.

I work a boring office job that allows for a lot of free time at my desk and I used it to write porn.I went to the bathroom to check the damage. Using my phone I took a picture of my ass from below, and there was A FUCKING WET SPOT ON MY PANTS. This has only ever happened to me twice before two years ago when I hooked up with a tinder date and I was super turned on (but that’s a story for another day).

God I was embarrassed, but that humiliation turned me on more! Even my nipples felt hard and sensitive under my bra. But I couldn’t go out like that.I pulled my pants down to clean up but when I did a long string of my juices connected from my pussy to my panties. God, I was wet, but I wasn’t about to get off at work.

I tried drying as much as I could but I still had the wet spot. Luckily, my shirt was long so I could hide it and there’s only two other people at the office and we don’t really talk so it was fine.This was Monday of week three and I continued to write my script at work. And I still got wet and soaked through my pants. I had to start bringing in a giant hoodie that covered down to my ass to hide it or wrap around my waist.But it was worth it. It had been so long since I had a chance to interact with anything sexy, that I suffered through being a wet, horny mess throughout the day, even if I couldn’t play with myself. The idea of being turned on but not giving myself that release was sort of erotic!

However, after a week of being wet and writing out my dirtiest fantasies, I finally broke down in the shower and played with myself.

Side note: I’m posting this at work cuz I hate myself lol

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/owni6k/ive_f_been_a_horny_mess_the_last_5_weeks_13_wet

5 comments

  1. I’ve only written one story on here, and the entire time of recounting it, my cock was wanting to explode through my pants, and I definitely left precum messes between writing sessions (while working). So, I totally feel ya on this, and now I/we are all probably wondering “where are those photos of the wet messes you left?”😉 😊

  2. No reason to hate yourself, it’s a perfectly natural thing to want to masturbate every single day and twice as much when you can’t.

  3. Going back through my memories in order to write down my stories always brings back that happy flood of remembrance of who, what, where, and how many times, and I don’t mind saying it always works to get my gears going, not gonna pretend. It’s even more fun when I reach out to the people who were involved to see if I left anything out, and they say “oh, remember THIS?” Good stuff.

    I don’t mind saying I’d love to know what you think of my little back catalog of sordid tales, if you fancy a read-through.

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