WHAT MY BODY SAYS By: Horny After a hard day of work I come home, tired, still tense, a little sweaty and really wanting

WHAT MY BODY SAYS By: Horny After a hard day of work I come home, tired, still tense, a little sweaty and really wanting to take a shower or a bath to cool me down I was kind of excited on the way home because I had I reread one of my favorite stories before turning off the school computer. office. I also have to urinate a lot due to the large amount of water. that I drank all day. I head to the bathroom, but first I grab the Twix chocolate that I left in the fridge in the morning. I lock myself in and it begins the evasion Little by little I undress in front of the mirror. I take my time, I feel like with each piece of clothing I take off I relax a little more. I take a good look in the mirror, wash my face with fresh water, take off my make-up. I've already forgotten about the argument with the idiot colleague. Me I slowly unbutton the white silk blouse. With each button the other silly little problems of the day. I'm in a bra. Every time I feel better. I raise my arms, I stretch, as if I were stretching, I relax. I smell my armpits... through the soft fragrance of the deodorant I perceive my natural aroma. I run my face over the soft skin of my shoulders, my biceps, I caress him, I kiss him, I insist on that little point where the arm becomes a shoulder, that so tender. I stick out my tongue, to see how far I can go, as far as I can. I suck, I nibble, I lick, I taste. I already feel relaxed and I'm starting to feel more excited It's time to take off my pants. I do it slowly, like all in these very private moments. I feel the fabric rubbing every millimeter of me skin on its journey towards the ground. I'm in my underwear, much cooler than a few minutes ago, much more comfortable with myself. I take several deep breaths sometimes with eyes closed. Once again I get hints of my natural perfume, like a soft sea breeze it relaxes me and alters me at the same time. All important now is to discover each of the nuances of my essence, with With my eyes closed I am able to read what my body has written: the rush and The burdens leave their mark, those minutes I spent daydreaming, Lost in a dream of pleasure, I remember them thanks to the bouquet that reaches me. nose. That long pee that I took mid-morning and that in the rush I could have cleaned better, I can figure that out too. my body He talks, he tells me things, I spend the next few moments listening to him. It will soon be He who listens to everything I want him to do I open my eyes and notice the difference, my features have become softened, an invisible smile draws my face and my cheeks have more color than before. Out with the bra, it's compressing my breasts and my Nipples complain, erect... they want to come out into the air. I can't deny them that Right, one quick move and hop! There they are before me, crowning the soft mountains of my breasts. I observe them well, with their unique and silky touch, the I caress to make them even harder and firmer. I suck a finger, I wet it consciousness and take it to a nipple first. I repeat with the other breast. My warm and thick saliva spreads like butter on bread. It feels too good... I stretch them a little with my fingers, just a little, very gently. Something happens below, between my legs. My pussy and my ass They seem to claim the same freedom as my breasts. They are getting hotter and hotter. In These moments I am their servant and I must obey them in everything they ask of me, no matter how demanding that they can be. Pantyhose off, they are damp to the touch. The I look carefully, I see what state they are in. I smell them, I hear the story that They have to count, with each of their nuances. I love what they say. Finally I am totally naked. I look in the mirror again and I discover myself in all my splendor. The hard day is behind, now begins a new moment much sweeter The pressure in my bladder becomes more and more insistent, but It doesn't bother, on the contrary. Also, very soon I will be able to free myself, but first I have to continue listening to what my body says. I lower one hand to my pussy. First On the pubis, the trimmed hairs feel good. I lower my hand further to the source of heat. I separate my lips, inhale well. I look in the mirror, staying with each tonality, with each texture etched in the mind. I can see my clitoris, there is humidity, it's abundant... my pussy talks to me, it tells me to try it, it wants me know what your taste is like at that moment, he wants you to find the answer to all the questions you ask me. I try it... I wet my fingers in it and take them away into my mouth... I suck them thoroughly, licking and licking eagerly, over and over again. time until I'm satisfied. My pussy thanks me as does my tongue. I turn around. I caress my buttocks, I walk through their softness with the tips of your fingers. I then grabbed them more firmly from below, opening and closing, opening and closing in a light massage. I run a finger along the slit of bottom to top. My fingers feel its heat and humidity. Its aroma is different from that of Pussy. I spread my buttocks with both hands, bend down and look in the mirror. I see my anus, in the exact center of the slit, very close to my pussy. I observe your tone, its texture. It's a little open. I run a finger gently. He touch is unique. I trace little circles on it, wet it with my pussy juice. Deal to listen to him, to give him what he asks of me... he asks me for caresses, for me to consent to him and pamper me like no one has done in a while. He also wants one of my fingers lubricated enter it, let him feel its heat and texture, how it catches my finger, it He sucks, kisses him with his moisture. I stop for a moment, already sweaty, remembering the Twix, my favorite sweet I take it out of the packaging, there are the two chocolate canes rough, dark, thin. They are still fresh from the refrigerator. I take both and bring them closer one to each nipple. I notice the contrast, the white with the black, the heat with the cold. I play with the chocolate for a long time, until I get a little bit left. of him on my skin. To be more comfortable I sit in the toilet. I direct a staff of chocolate to my anus. The sensation of chocolate against that ring of skin ultrasensitive is incredibly pleasurable. I draw little circles on it, little by little putting some pressure. I am introducing it very carefully. on my secret channel. I feel like every millimeter is making its way through me velvet passageway I'm driving it by hand until I put it in a few centimeters. Meanwhile, I direct the other cane at my pussy. but only I introduce about two, three centimeters. I put it in and take it out several times, until It is impregnated with all the good that I have to offer. I give it a try to me clitoris, who loves chocolate, asks me for it. I have managed to melt it a little with my body heat. I put those inches in my mouth and bite. Tasting The new version, much better than the original. I repeat the exercise until I eat it whole, a twix impregnated with my juices, with my most intimate essence. Not really I can't stand the urge to urinate anymore, I finally release my long golden shower contained, between bite and bite. I let myself go to the maximum, freeing myself completely. I think it's not just a piss, it's much more than that. It's almost like an orgasm, releasing long-accumulated tension in an incredibly joyful I also give a new flavor to the chocolate, a more authentic golden color than the one on the packaging. I have been able to do all of this without my Twix crashing. from the ass. Now I take it out little by little, being very careful not to break it and so on. I can feel every millimeter of the return trip. I enjoy the sensations unique ones it provides me. When I take it out completely, I take a good look at it and observe the transformation. It has melted a lot, a lot of chocolate has gone inside. I look in the hand mirror to compare how my ass is after having the Twix inside. It is much browner than before, with the certainty that it is chocolate. I put a finger to my slit and spread it with that chocolate, I take it to my mouth and I taste it. Once again my body provides the added value that makes A simple sweet becomes a real delicacy. I try to leave my little ass cleanest possible. I'm getting rid of what's left of the Twix, I really don't have any very hungry more than for myself... I want to be completely satisfied and I'm almost there achievement. Now finally the shower. First of all, clean the remains of chocolate from my most secret parts. With the stream of the shower I clean my pussy; The water needles exert a thousand pressure points on my clitoris inflamed. With a finger and soap I rub my sweetened anus, cleaning deeply, putting the finger in and out until it no longer comes out stained. This double treatment It provokes increasingly sharp waves of pleasure in me. I know now how to do it May the pleasure come sooner, be more intense. My expert hands take me to ever higher levels of enjoyment. When I notice that I am on the edge of ecstasy, I let myself be carried away by what my body asks of me, I am a mass of pleasure, the become another part of my orgasm, which makes it more intense, more long, more special...