Feeling Heady

I fondle my pubic hair when I read. A remarkable tension is released when my fingers rub through follicles unceremoniously pressed between panties and skin; the daylong restriction undone. Naked under my blankets I feel sexual and heavy breathed yet I'm without the desire to bring my fingers down through my pubes into that delicious slit, slowly and deeply into that wetting cave and up again to that playful nub that coos for more, baby.

No. Now I feel like playing with the keys while I open and close my legs and think about those wonderful feelings between two passionate bodies. The tingles will grow louder but now, now I'm not ready. Now I will imagine breasts pressed, lips embraced, and hands slowly rubbing curves and crevices wanting more but knowing slow in this moment is best. Yes, I will just type and periodically bring my fingers to my face and inhale the earthy smell of my cunt and feel a new tension mount.

Now I will absently lick my mouth and suck my cheeks, bend my hips and firmly press my legs together. Linger on my breasts and watch my nipples harden, feel them ache and coo, baby. Now my touch is firmer on my chest and neck, my jaw clenches and. My skin feel smooth and warm