1. In The Heat Of The Night


    Date: 6/18/2017, Categories: Masturbation, Author: Cyndy, Source: LushStories

    caught in the waves, I went far enough that the water reached my tummy. The coolness quickly brought relief to my anxieties. Walking back towards the house, I realized that I didn’t have a towel. Lying down on the lounger, I thought I might as well enjoy the cooler air and let my body dry off. Closing my eyes, I finally drifted off... Startled, I awoke to the sound of the neighbor’s sprinkler system starting up. I sat up. It was still dark and my skin had dried from my late night dip. Looking around, I couldn’t see anybody and everything looked the same as before, so I lay back down and let my heartbeat slow to its normal pace. Running my hands over my body, it felt heavenly to be lying naked. The moon was behind a cloud, so it was darker than when I first ventured outside. Stretching, my hands went to my breasts. My nipples were hard, and I could not resist pinching them. A quick pinch turned into a slow massage. My right hand traced its way down to my navel, then carried on further. Having had a full wax before heading on holidays, the softness and smoothness of my skin was irresistible. I knew that Jimmy loved me shaven, and touching myself I understood why. My gentle touch quickly became more determined and aggressive. With one hand caressing my breasts, the other teased my clitoris. Spreading my legs apart, I plunged two fingers inside my pussy. Hearing myself groan out loud, I lifted my hand from my breasts and covered my mouth. Once I gained control of my voice, I ... focused on losing control of the rest of my body. With the fingers from one hand fucking my pussy, I used my others to rub my clit. Raising my right leg over the arm of the lounger gave more room for my fingers to maneuver. What the hell, I thought, I am alone, so why not? I lifted my left leg over the other lounger arm. Now I was spread apart as far as I could, and carried on with meeting my need for release. I briefly thought what I would look like if Carla, Jack or anybody else saw me like this. I really didn’t care, and I went back to focusing on using my fingers. I have no idea why it felt especially delightful, but I could feel a violent conclusion on the way. My body started jerking as the climax enveloped me. I forgot about being quiet... “Oh, fuck... oh fuck,” I growled. I could hear myself panting as the intense orgasm subsided. “That was amazing,” I exclaimed out loud. “It certainly was.” A voice from the darkness! “Jack?” I called out, bringing my legs together and feeling around for my tee shirt. Where did I put my fucking shirt, I thought. “Hey Cindy, it’s okay. I can hardly see you,” Jack said, trying to reassure me. “But, I sure could hear you and it sounded fantastic.” “How long have you been here?” I asked him, even though I still couldn’t see exactly where he was. “About half an hour. I saw your silhouette in the chair. I knew you were naked and asleep and I didn’t want to frighten you, so I just sat down over here.” “Well,” I responded, “at least come closer ...