It’s been nearly 8 months since I had a cock in me
And it shows.
I’m tense and cranky all the time, I don’t shave my legs anymore and I haven’t worn anything sexy for so long. What for? No one is going to see me. Not anyone that matters anyway.
I live alone in the country which is enough of a barrier for meeting people. Add lockdown to the mix, and it feels like I’m turning back into a virgin.
I’m so busy keeping the farmstead running in between my studies, that I hardly have time to pleasure myself. I’m ovulating right now and It’s gotten to the point where I’m horny all day and find myself suddenly engulfed by need. It happens at random times during the day and I’m forced to continue working through a haze of desire where the slightest touch or friction against my crotch has every one of my nerve endings heightened. It hit me once as I was doing laundry. I found myself bent over the washing machine, moaning and pushing my pelvis into it, thinking about how little time I had for this when the spin cycle started. It was so unexpected, but god did it ever feel good. It happened while I washed the dishes too. That’s when I found out that the knobs to open the cupboard under the sink happen to be at exactly the right height to brush against my clit. I did those dishes with so much concentration that day, at least at first. I had to hold my hips in exactly the right position, pressed against the counter, my knees slightly bent to keep the handle pressed against me in the right way. The little movements of washing the dishes would move me just enough to get little pulses of pleasure.