Desires of Change (F, Masturbation)

She stretched and let out a deep yawn, feeling fresh and eager to commence with the plans she had

today. Gracefully, she swept the covers up into the air, letting them fall off to the side of the bed,

revealing her naked body.

Because she lived alone, there was never any reason to sleep in pajamas, and she also never felt

the need to cover the sensuous curves of her body while in the apartment. She likes to feel the open

air on her body, flowing around her exposed chest, lightly brushing across her pussy. Being naked most

all the time keeps her in a constant state of arousal, and she masturbates whenever she feels like it.

She's come to like it enough that she avoids inviting many guests over to her apartment, and since her

small group of friends are as horny as she is, she never feels the need to dress when they come over.

Not that her clothes would stay on for very long anyways.

Her creamy white hands lifted her into the lucid world. She excitedly bounced onto the edge of her

bed, her ample breasts swaying openly beneath her. Switching from the addictive warmth of her blanket

to the crisp air circulating through her room caused her nipples to harden. She giggled, teasing them with

the ends of her fingers. That, combined with the thought of what she was going to do today, caused a

sudden flush of arousal.

She reached down in between her thighs and cupped her sex, moving her palm slowly up and down her

slit. She moaned as that first wave of pleasure warmed her body. She slipped two of her fingers inside of

herself, and started to increase her pounding. Her eyes closed, moaning with every thrust of her hand. The

feeling of her breasts jiggling from ramming her fingers in and out of her vagina made her imagine she was

jacking off, and that the force of her stroking was causing her breasts to bounce rapidly. The incredibly

arousing thought sent her over the edge, and she shivered in ecstasy, electricity pulsing from her pussy.

She fell back onto the bed, and licked her succulent fingers, imagining a salty, masculine taste in place

of her feminine juices. Sighing, she jumped up off the bed and made her way to the bathroom, happy that

she wouldn't have to imagine having a penis for long.