Friday Night: Frisky First Time

It was late Friday night and she was finally leaving work. She had always been career-oriented. The first to get to work, the last to leave. Reflecting, she’d always been cautious in every part of her life. Fiscally responsible, she never spent much, just enough to get by. Sexually, she’d always been reserved, having never been with a man at the age of 21. But as of recent, she’d been feeling quite different.

Everyday before she left, she would bring herself to orgasm in the shower, running her hands up and down her body as the water caresses and calmed her. Every night when she returned, she would slowly strip and gaze into the mirror, feeling her breasts until her nipples got hard then slowly progressing down her stomach and sides with light touches down to her pussy, which she stroked until she came. Again, right before she went to sleep, she would fantasize about different men and how they would pleasure her and she them, imagining them touching her body while she humped her mattress until she came yet again. She used to be opposed to satisfying herself but now, she needed it. However, the past week, it hadn’t been enough. She was horny every second of every day, in meetings she would zone out, fantasizing about sex on the table with different co-workers, at lunch, she would fantasize about riding the cashier behind the counter, and even now, as she walked to the bus, she couldn’t wait to see him, to imagine him, with her, bodies together, physical, animalistic attraction ending in sweet release.

Friday Night: Frisky First Time

It was late Friday night and she was finally leaving work. She had always been career-oriented. The first to get to work, the last to leave. Reflecting, she’d always been cautious in every part of her life. Fiscally responsible, she never spent much, just enough to get by. Sexually, she’d always been reserved, having never been with a man at the age of 21. But as of recent, she’d been feeling quite different.

Everyday before she left, she would bring herself to orgasm in the shower, running her hands up and down her body as the water caresses and calmed her. Every night when she returned, she would slowly strip and gaze into the mirror, feeling her breasts until her nipples got hard then slowly progressing down her stomach and sides with light touches down to her pussy, which she stroked until she came. Again, right before she went to sleep, she would fantasize about different men and how they would pleasure her and she them, imagining them touching her body while she humped her mattress until she came yet again. She used to be opposed to satisfying herself but now, she needed it. However, the past week, it hadn’t been enough. She was horny every second of every day, in meetings she would zone out, fantasizing about sex on the table with different co-workers, at lunch, she would fantasize about riding the cashier behind the counter, and even now, as she walked to the bus, she couldn’t wait to see him, to imagine him, with her, bodies together, physical, animalistic attraction ending in sweet release.