Monday Morning Wank

Monday Morning Wank

Masturbation Diary

Monday Morning Wank 1What a fabulously sunny Monday morning! Kids are back at school, there’s a smile on my face and a twinkle on various parts of my body. I was dying for a Monday morning wank.

Despite the sunshine it’s not quite warm enough yet to use my Durex Massage Melts, although they are in the freezer ready to be popped out and melted as I… well… melt heatedly and hopefully pop.

Speaking of explosive relief, I finally couldn’t wait any longer. I had made the decision yesterday (in a calm and controlled manner of course, not frenzied and desperate at all) to wait until this morning to renege on my ‘hand made’ orgasms awhile and revert to my Tracey Cox Supersex Bullet Vibrator for a soothing and much needed climax.

During the early morning walk in the surprising April sunshine, my titanium, diamante ended barbell teased me as I paced and mulled the plan over. I returned home and with nervous anticipation, shut and locked the front door behind me with a determined, decided click. I was gonna get my Monday morning wank, dammit.

Monday Morning Wank 2Focused now, I removed my jacket and hung it over the banister at the bottom of the stairs before going up to my bedroom. My ‘bag of bullets’ lay half unzipped on my dresser, a visible sparkling gleam or two of metal already teasing me with promises of relief.

Following mental instructions as though I were in some Beautiful South song, I removed my clothes and lay on the bed. Bullet in one hand, the other fondling the half familiar, half new to my fingers pierced hood.

I groaned in need. This was so required, right now. I needed to cum, then and there. Sunlight blindingly streaming through the gap in the curtains, spotlighting me for heaven’s morning show.

Monday Morning Wank 3The moment that bullet vibrator hit the combination of the metal sparkling bauble and my humming with tingling desperation hard little clit, I knew I had only moments before I tipped over that waterfall of light and sexual energy. A week of pent up surging, pulsing need and constant teasing, physical and mental, brought me to that, quite literal, point.

I didn’t even need any of my Give Lube Aqua Gel.

I lay stretched out on the bed, naked, clothes strewn about me, and writhed, moaned, mewled and screamed affirmatives to God for the enormous, devastating, spine chilling, clit numbing, pussy melting, brain emptying orgasm I had.
Yes, I thought. That’s the way to start the week!

Of course, now I need to somehow deal with my clit bar rubbing over a newly exhausted, hyper sensitive and entirely exposed clit…

Damn. Back to the teasing board.

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5 COMMENTS

  1. Mmmmmm lovely! 😀 Just what I need, My beautiful Dejah … 😉 Oh how I wish you were here to ease my poor suffering little clit! x

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