This weekend, disappointment and anticipation haunted me. So worked up, and no way to release.
Last night, I explored. Something infrequent and forgotten. In a world of toys with batteries and infinite video loops, I zeroed in.
Bengay laced my fingertips as I explored late last night. The minty scent filled the air instantly and penetrated my throat and chest. The first few seconds passed quickly. Did I use enough?
Then the burn began. The chilling burn that made me squirm beneath my sheets. I hesitated – to rub, or wait. Which would give relief when the fire spread. I longed for warm breath or cold fingers to invade me.
My head thrashed, unable to contain the sensitivity as my fingers rubbed. My legs locked and my breath was lost to me. I wanted to cry out but I didn't dare. I shuddered and tightened every inch of my body, from my toes to my neck. My eyes squeezed shut, willing the sensation to not stop.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/3qdhr0/the_self_exploration_f_first_time_post
Well-written and definitely worked on me, good job.