Chapter 1
Kelly jogged, she liked jogging, it made her feel free and helped burn off some of the energy that had been building up for months thanks to her current lack of a partner. As she jogged up the final hill before she would reach her house, she brushed a strand of her brown hair from her face which had escaped the ponytail and managed to stick itself to her now sweaty forehead. Her long ponytail bounced from side to side as she ran, a fairly quick pace. In her mid twenties, she was petite but had curves in all the right places, currently held in place by black sportswear.
The last hill was a killer, a steep gradient and a horrendous final challenge but she made it up, relieved to still be alive on a hot summer’s afternoon when most sensible people were relaxing in their gardens. She unlocked the door of the Victorian terraced house in which she lived, entered her high-ceilinged home. She opened the fridge and grabbed a cool bottle of water, after gulping some down she walked upstairs and decided to jump in the shower.
Kelly loved taking a shower, especially after a run. She loved the feeling of the almost cold water running across her aching muscles, rubbing them with soap made her feel alive. Her skin felt smooth and soft as she cleaned her whole body, her fingers stroking her wet skin. The run had made her feel alive and although she had used up some energy it still failed to satisfy a burning need she had deep within. A need that her own fingers were promising to assist. She ran her fingers across her soapy nipples which quickly responded to her own touch. Her fingers then headed slowly south stroking her stomach and finding their way down to try satisfy her own throbbing.
She began delicately teasing herself. Stroking her clitoris and running her finger down between her labia. Poking gently within to feel her own warm wetness and her muscles contracting around her fingers. She pulled her fingers back out, standing in the shower was making it awkward, slippery and a little uncomfortable. She paused, washing the rest of the soap from her body, she then wrapped a towel round herself and ran to the bedroom with only the thought of self satisfaction on her mind.
She threw the towel down on the bed and opened her legs, one hand stroking her breasts, stopping to pull on her already hardened nipples, the other hand reaching down, stroking rhythmically at her own clitoris, round in circles gently as a wave of lust overcame her. She pulled and twisted on her nipple and rocked her groin up and down as her fingers circled her labia then pushed their way in. Her vagina tightening round her fingers again and again, getting wetter and wetter as it spasmed. She stroked across to her other breast, twisting her other nipple hard enough to make herself moan and her muscles contracted around her other hand as she pushed in three fingers, rotating them, making herself moan in ecstasy. Circling her fingers she felt herself rise. Oh how she wished this was a man with a huge hard cock deep inside of her. She stroked her torso and brought her other hand to her clitoris and as she did she felt herself go over the edge. She could take no more. She gyrated and pulsed and her fingers made her pussy contract into a massive orgasm. She screamed “oh my God yes!” and continued circling her clitoris so the orgasm kept going until her tired fingers had nothing else to give.
Kelly sighed a deep sigh of satisfaction and opened her eyes. To her horror she realised she had forgotten to draw her curtains.Her room was overcooked by many houses. She ran to the curtain and drew it quickly. A strange feeling overcame her. Embarrassment sure, but something else. She thought hard for a moment and realised the thought of being watched had turned her on. Looking down at her still naked body she reached in her drawer and grabbed her vibrator. There was no need for lubrication, she was still wet. She laid on the bed and thrust it deep into her vagina, the vibrations immediately making her contract around it.
It’s good, thought Kelly, but I want more. Looking up at the curtain she realised it wasn’t enough to be doing it. She wanted to be seen. She scooted to the end of the bed and opened the curtain just slightly. Then she got back on the bed, but this time knelt in the middle of the bed and continued to thrust her vibrator deeper inn until she could feel it banging hard against her g spot. She cried out and used her other hand to massage her breasts, moving from nipple to nipple as the vibrator thrust and vibrated against her. The sun crept in through the window illuminating her body further, can anyone see me? She thought as she thrust the vibrator in again, her muscles contracting hard around it so she had to fight to move it. Again and again she thrust her body spasming, her pussy getting tighter and tighter until she reached the point of ecstasy and her shaking body came hard, her body jerking and her voice screaming “oh God, yes!”
