[F]ucking myself in the office. | 2016

FYI to the clueless: There's a week or so each month where it's easier for a woman to become pregnant, called her "ovulation period". Our pussies stay really wet during this time, and for many of us, our sex drive increases dramatically.

The increased libido happens for many reasons, one of them being due to increased blood flow to the clit and vulva. It could just be me, but it doesn't matter where I am, if the horniness starts-- it's not going away until I cum.

That short anatomy lesson brings me to my story:

Yesterday, I completed my normal morning routine and began my commute to work, noticing that my panties were particularly wet for no apparent reason.

During the drive, each bump in the road sent chills through my body, and made my pussy pulsate with pleasure. Even the way my legs were positioned seemed to be arousing me.

It took all of my willpower to resist taking one hand off of the steering wheel and sliding it down my pants, where my clit was aching for even the slightest touch. I knew if I did, the road would be the last thing I wanted to focus on.

I remembered the office would be empty until lunchtime, so I tested my patience and made myself wait until I arrived to work-- where I knew I would immediately submit to these animalistic urges and make myself cum... very, very hard.

When I pulled up to the office, the only thing on my mind was getting the door unlocked and making sure I had my lipstick-sized vibrator in my pocket. I could grab the rest of my belongings when I was satisfied.

As I unlocked the door, my legs quivered from my pussy's overbearing anticipation. I immediately threw myself onto an office chair, surrounded by empty desks and chairs that would all be occupied in a few hours. No one could even fathom the amount of pleasure that was about to occur there, just hours before their arrival.

I began by gently placing my hand into my panties, feeling the incredible wetness that had accumulated throughout the drive. My lubricated clit was swollen and more sensitive than I could remember it ever being.

I started to slowly, and very slightly, sooth my sensitive pussy by swirling three fingers over my clit, almost in a reassuring manner. It would soon be in pure ecstasy, no longer pleading for my own touch.

I already felt like I was going to cum, but I waited for so long that I wanted this feeling of pleasure to last. I teased my aching pussy by rubbing around it, playing with and petting my clit and lips.

When my body would no longer allow this, I took my small vibrator out of my pocket and turned it on the lowest setting. I let two fingers smoothly glide into my vagina.

Even though I was extremely wet, the walls tightly squeezed my fingers-- they weren't allowed to fully escape until an orgasm forced them out.

I began to slowly massage inside with my fingers, while my left hand brought the vibrator to my clit. I moved them both in unison-- slow, passionate circles. My hips joined in, my ass grinding the office chair.

A feeling of fullness quickly started to overcome my pussy, as it squeezed and pulsated around my fingers. I tried to control the intense, uncontrollable moans escaping my mouth. Waves of vibrations moved through my entire body, as it thanked me for its relief in the best way possible.

I was fucking myself better than anyone else could, and I was cumming right where several unknowing people would soon be working their lifeless jobs. I should do this more often.