So, I’m new to the whole selling used panties and erotica thing, and to be honest it’s been a huge confidence boost. The filthy comments and messages I get telling me what they love about my body and what they’d do to me…well, they turn me on.
Recently a customer ordered used panties (pink lace boy shorts that go way up my ass) and an accompanying erotica, and I was super excited to work on them. I put on the panties while I wrote for him, and sat at my desk with nothing else on, and the blinds open just enough to make it feel risky. He requested that I write a story about the two of us meeting in a nightclub and going back to his place to fuck. Sounds super hot! I start typing, describing how I met him, how he put his hands on me in the dark club and how my body reacted. Just a few paragraphs in and I’m soaked. I just wanted to go lay in bed and touch myself, but I’m on a schedule. I don’t want to disappoint my customer.
So I push through and keep writing, and now I’m describing his hand under my skirt and what his fingers feel like as they slide into me. As I write, I know I’m leaving a wet spot on my little pink velvet desk chair. The more detailed I get, the more desperately I want to make myself cum. My hands are trembling as they move over the keys, turning my filthy thoughts into words.
When I get to the part where he takes me home and fucks me hard just like I like it, I think a stiff breeze could send me over the edge. As I get to the end, I allow myself one hand to explore my body. It slows my typing a bit, but I love the idea that I can say I was touching myself as I wrote this piece. I pinch my nipples, then slide my hand into my panties, the ones I’ll send off with this piece. I moan and throw my head back when I first dip my fingers into my dripping slit, then rub my clit with them. I enjoy the sensation for a few seconds and then stop myself to keep typing.
I describe the way I ride him, working my hips and bouncing on his dick. I slip a finger inside me, and then another, imagining his dick inside me instead. I write about our orgasms and the way my walls squeeze his dick, and how his cum drips out of me. By now my hips are moving against my hand in my desk chair. I finish the story and thrust my fingers into me faster, my other hand rubbing my clit. Within seconds I’m cumming, trembling and moaning loudly. My pussy throbs and my body twitches.
I catch my breath for a few moments, then head to my bed where I sprawl out and continue touching myself. I cum a few more times using my fingers, and then I pull out a bullet vibe. I turn it on and slip it into my panties, coating it with my juices before sliding it over my clit and holding it there. This vibe always gives me intense, twitchy, eyes-rolling-back orgasms, and today is no exception. I hold it against my swollen clit for a few seconds and suddenly my hips are bucking and I’m whimpering as my muscles jerk. I feel like I’m having an exorcism that’s pulling the orgasms out of me by force, making me scream with pleasure. It lasts a solid 4 minutes, and by the time I come down from it I’m spent.
My panties are quite literally soaked. I haven’t been that wet in a while. I decide to sleep in them, letting all my juices soak in before packing them up and sending them off to my lucky customer. Before sending them out the next day, I shoot him a message, thanking him for his purchase and telling him his writing prompt really turned me on.
I quickly get a response saying, “Fuck, that’s so hot. I can’t wait to read it while I jerk off into your panties.”
I can’t help myself, I slide my hand between my legs and rub my clit, reading his message over and over until I cum. I may not be getting a ton of orders, but I’m certainly getting some confidence and a ton of orgasms. So far, I’ve had multiple orgasms while working on each one.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/up6y7u/i_f_touched_myself_while_writing_erotica_for_a
Oh my god you are ridiculously hot and this sounds so fun!