Journal Entry 3 – A new discovery

I was in the study when my partner walked in and announced. 

“I am starving.”

“What would you like?” I responded.  

“No-no, I am hungry but not for food. I want something better than that. You know, something I could get without looking around for it. Maybe something or SOMEONE that’s already in front of me…”

I roll my eyes at him and continue working. He comes closer and whispers, “You know I wasn’t joking, don’t you? I want you, right now, right here, and I am not taking no for an answer, love.” He spins my chair around and grabs my neck while pulling me in for a kiss.

“Hey!” I pull back and exclaim as I try to protest. Before any more words escape my mouth, he plants another long wet one.

“I want to feel your lips on me.”  He already had his dick out and was stroking it lightly. I saw his eyes sparkle with a slight menace as he gathered my hair with his other hand and pushed my head towards his crotch. “I want to feel your lips on me…ah!” He repeated and exclaimed as my lips wrapped around the soft tip of his penis.

My tongue licked and circled the head while my hand stroked it and pulled the foreskin back. I stroked his dick back and forth as I sucked, taking him in deeper and deeper each time. I knew he wanted to take control when he held my hair together with both of his hands and started moving his pelvis. He started slow and increased his momentum. With each thrust and minimum time to breath, I gag and choke. As the speed builds, I start drifting out of sleep.

With my heart pounding in my throat and bullets of sweat coating my face and neck, I sit up and look around the room, dazed. “Ughh, it was getting towards the best part. I wish he were here in reality.” I thought. I haven’t met him in 5 years.

I lie back down, wiping my face with the back of my hand.

“I should at least finish what he started.”

It was dark, cold, and rainy. A ray of the street light crept into my room illuminating it just enough for me to be able to see my body. I slowly unbutton my nightshirt and unzip my sports bra as I recollect my partner’s bare body. I have always been in a habit of even sleeping with a bra on due to the size and weight of my breasts. The cold air suddenly hits my sensitive skin letting a shiver run down my spine. I pull my shorts off, revealing my nakedness underneath. I could feel a string of sticky wetness coat my thigh as the shorts slid down my legs. I lie on my bed, lightly caressing my nipples as I reminisce about my dream. The slight patter of the rain soothing me and putting me in a trance as the ever-straying droplets of water left their path and dripped onto my naked body. 

I slowly move my hand towards my vagina and fondle the lips feeling my fingers glide through the shaved opening. The wetness dripped downwards towards my butt now. I massaged myself and touched my clit lightly each time that my hand moved upwards. With every tiny tap, my body trembles. I navigate my hand through the folds of my vagina and push my finger in, swirl it around and feel the textured insides. The glazed finger then swivels on top of the clitoris. Now two fingers dip in. I move them slowly, in and out, and then let the wet strands coat my nipples as I touch them one by one. 

The air feels even colder on my bosom now. I move my hand back down and put the two fingers in as the other hand gently moves across the clit and taps on it. I thrust my hand faster now and put it in my mouth to taste the saltiness. As I remember the dream and how intense and real the dick felt as it touched my throat, I let my fingers go deeper towards my throat and I gag as I pull it out. I put one of the, now lubed with spit, fingers in, then the second. The third enters with a shove making a gasp escape my mouth. I cover my mouth with the other hand, wondering if someone heard it. I replace my hand on my clit and start rubbing it, slightly at first and then with more and more intensity while I keep my fingers inside me, unmoving, just filling my insides. I could feel the ecstasy with the electricity leaving my vagina, into my thighs, towards my shins, and finally, my feet. My toes curl up from the extremity of the sensation. My legs go limp as I shed the last lot of intensity out of my body. 

I was tired but satisfied. It was nearly daybreak now. The rain had stopped while the scent of the wet soil lingered in the air. The pattering sound had been replaced by the chirping of birds. I could see my body more clearly now. Tender and red. My chest heaving with each heavy breath I took, making my boobs jiggle the slightest bit. I turn to my side and cuddle my body pillow with one leg over it. My clit slightly rubs against its shape and I shudder. 

With my eyes closed, I imagined the body pillow to be my partner which made me hug it even more tighter.

“I genuinely hope the dream of mine turns to reality someday.” 

I think as I drift back into sleep, falling back into the continuity of the dream.

Journal Entry 2 – A break from reality

I was in the study when my partner walked in and announced. 

“I am starving.”

“What would you like?” I responded.  

“No-no, I am hungry but not for food. I want something better than that. You know, something I could get without looking around for it. Maybe something or SOMEONE that’s already in front of me…”

I roll my eyes at him and continue working. He comes closer and whispers, “You know I wasn’t joking, don’t you? I want you, right now, right here, and I am not taking no for an answer, love.” He spins my chair around and grabs my neck while pulling me in for a kiss.

“Hey!” I pull back and exclaim as I try to protest. Before any more words escape my mouth, he plants another long wet one.

“I want to feel your lips on me.”  He already had his dick out and was stroking it lightly. I saw his eyes sparkle with a slight menace as he gathered my hair with his other hand and pushed my head towards his crotch. “I want to feel your lips on me…ah!” He repeated and exclaimed as my lips wrapped around the soft tip of his penis.

My tongue licked and circled the head while my hand stroked it and pulled the foreskin back. I stroked his dick back and forth as I sucked, taking him in deeper and deeper each time. I knew he wanted to take control when he held my hair together with both of his hands and started moving his pelvis. He started slow and increased his momentum. With each thrust and minimum time to breath, I gag and choke. As the speed builds, I start drifting out of sleep.

With my heart pounding in my throat and bullets of sweat coating my face and neck, I sit up and look around the room, dazed. “Ughh, it was getting towards the best part. I wish he were here in reality.” I thought. I haven’t met him in 5 years.

I lie back down, wiping my face with the back of my hand.

“I should at least finish what he started.”

It was dark, cold, and rainy. A ray of the street light crept into my room illuminating it just enough for me to be able to see my body. I slowly unbutton my nightshirt and unzip my sports bra as I recollect my partner’s bare body. I have always been in a habit of even sleeping with a bra on due to the size and weight of my breasts. The cold air suddenly hits my sensitive skin letting a shiver run down my spine. I pull my shorts off, revealing my nakedness underneath. I could feel a string of sticky wetness coat my thigh as the shorts slid down my legs. I lie on my bed, lightly caressing my nipples as I reminisce about my dream. The slight patter of the rain soothing me and putting me in a trance as the ever-straying droplets of water left their path and dripped onto my naked body. 

I slowly move my hand towards my vagina and fondle the lips feeling my fingers glide through the shaved opening. The wetness dripped downwards towards my butt now. I massaged myself and touched my clit lightly each time that my hand moved upwards. With every tiny tap, my body trembles. I navigate my hand through the folds of my vagina and push my finger in, swirl it around and feel the textured insides. The glazed finger then swivels on top of the clitoris. Now two fingers dip in. I move them slowly, in and out, and then let the wet strands coat my nipples as I touch them one by one. 

The air feels even colder on my bosom now. I move my hand back down and put the two fingers in as the other hand gently moves across the clit and taps on it. I thrust my hand faster now and put it in my mouth to taste the saltiness. As I remember the dream and how intense and real the dick felt as it touched my throat, I let my fingers go deeper towards my throat and I gag as I pull it out. I put one of the, now lubed with spit, fingers in, then the second. The third enters with a shove making a gasp escape my mouth. I cover my mouth with the other hand, wondering if someone heard it. I replace my hand on my clit and start rubbing it, slightly at first and then with more and more intensity while I keep my fingers inside me, unmoving, just filling my insides. I could feel the ecstasy with the electricity leaving my vagina, into my thighs, towards my shins, and finally, my feet. My toes curl up from the extremity of the sensation. My legs go limp as I shed the last lot of intensity out of my body. 

I was tired but satisfied. It was nearly daybreak now. The rain had stopped while the scent of the wet soil lingered in the air. The pattering sound had been replaced by the chirping of birds. I could see my body more clearly now. Tender and red. My chest heaving with each heavy breath I took, making my boobs jiggle the slightest bit. I turn to my side and cuddle my body pillow with one leg over it. My clit slightly rubs against its shape and I shudder. 

With my eyes closed, I imagined the body pillow to be my partner which made me hug it even more tighter.

“I genuinely hope the dream of mine turns to reality someday.” 

I think as I drift back into sleep, falling back into the continuity of the dream.

Journal Entry 1 – Getting Back to the routine

I relieved myself after about 2 weeks today. After the first lockdown lifted and the offices started opening up again, the workload was an all time high and although since the quarantine I had gotten into  the habit of doing it every other day, the last 14 days were more hectic than ever  and due to some hiccups I had lost touch with it. At the end of yet another long tiring day, I went to my room and after 14 days, actually stood in front of my full length mirror just to look at myself. Taking every detail in, I eye the reflection from the front, from the side, from the other side. I quickly get out of my work clothes still noticing the image in the mirror. I took my bra off as well, leaving my underwear on and wore just a long loose white t-shirt.

“What does someone think when they see me ?” I wondered as I stretched and folded my t-shirt to let the curvature of my body shine through. “Do they notice how firm my ass is or how brawny my legs are ?” I move my gaze to my bosom and clench the clothing tighter as my braless breasts perk up. “Well, my boobs must take all the attention since they are so big and jiggly for my tiny body. I let the shirt fall as it may and move my hands around my lower half, trying to feel it. My freshly shaved legs, the smoothness going up to my thighs and around my butt. I move up and hold onto my love handles. As a tingle runs through my body, I touch my dips and feel the tiny goosebumps all over me while I move my hands around and admire the view.

I turned around and bent a bit to see my long loose t-shirt lift up enough to let a bit of my tiny cheeky butt to sneak a view.

“It’s cute”, I thought, “tiny but round and plump.” I slap my ass to see it jiggle, that hit let a tingle run up my spine and I can feel my nipples getting harder under my t-shirt. I feel them just moving and grazing under the t-shirt as I sway my hips slightly.

Oh, how that arouses me. I slap it a few more times before I remove my underwear. I notice that my ass is already red from the spanking. I turn around as I lift my t-shirt and tuck it under my boobs to cinch them. I pulled a chair from my dresser and sat there with my legs spread apart. The position made my clit pop out from under its hood. I could see the shiny, dark skin with a tiny streak of wetness. I felt my clit and right as I touched it, a shriek escaped my lips. I look at my face. It already looks red and hot. I bite my lower lip, tearing a tiny bit of the skin off, as I move my hand to touch it again. It feels so soft and sensitive under my finger. But since I needed more lube I moved my hand down and touched my hole, the wetness made my fingers sticky at the first swipe. I put one finger in and then immediately the other, I can feel the insides welling up and drenched. I move my hands in and out, in and out, in and out until I have enough of it coating my fingers and then I pull on my clit with the other hand as I rub it.

I can feel the heat rising. It’s moving through my legs and reaching my feet. The soles of my feet, tingling and my toes curling up already. Just seeing enough but not too much and leaving the rest to the imagination, as my nipples try to stick out through the thin white T, makes me feel more intensity than anything ever before. Even though it’s my own body, I feel so hungry for it. As I keep rubbing my clit, I can feel the tension build up. I stop tugging at it and put the other hand inside me, it’s so wet that the leather seat of the chair is covered with transparent stickiness, two fingers slide in easily and I start to grind on them. The pressure of my hand makes my clit move out more and now the touch was even more intense. My boobs jiggle under the t-shirt as I move my body and arms, inching towards an orgasm. My breathing gets heavier and heavier with each stroke and soon I can’t control my moans from turning into tiny subdued screams.

“I hope no one can hear me.”

“Oh, fuck, oh…ah, this feels so…go…good.”

“I don’t want this to end.”

“Maybe I should try edging.”

“Ah, fuck, this is so hot. I don’t want to stop, I can’t.”

Multiple thoughts slither into my mind as I shiver from the building orgasm. I can feel the fluids escaping my vagina more freely now as it runs down my hand and onto the seat, coating my ass with itself. I can feel my whole body tense up as the energy flows towards my feet and back up until I can feel it at the back of my neck and in my head. As I reached the peak, my clit couldn’t take anymore rubbing and I took my hand off but let my body ease as I slowly let the grinding stop. As my body loses its tension, it shakes itself in pleasure and a calm shrouds my body. My legs feel weak as I pull them closer together, and I sit there bent over my knees trying to catch my breath.

“Haha…this will be a bitch to clean up.” I say out loud. “But if going so many days without masturbating makes me so horny, I guess I will practice more patience. I guess I should make myself wait and crave for it more than just it to myself whenever.”

Journal Entry 30 – The Sexy Ice Cream

Today things turned out unexpected, yet fun. It was a normal day at home, and I decided to video call my long-distance boyfriend as usual. But it was in between, that my mom called me to have the ice cream.

Talking about the ice cream, it’s been so long I was craving for one, but I was in control, keeping the health factors in mind. So, yeah we had gone to the Ice Cream shop yesterday and bought home a few new flavors and also a family pack. So I was super excited to try it all!

So, there was this new ice cream called “Push Up”( Arun Ice Cream). It had a blue candy flavor, yet the interesting part was its packaging. It was in a plastic tiny cylinder-like shape, which had an attached stick below, which we had to push up each time we finish eating the ice cream, that’s how the shopkeeper explained.

So yes, I paused my video call, mom gave me the ice cream, and I continued on the call. So, I was also confused at the beginning on how to eat it and somehow figured it out. So, yeah I started eating it, which was super yum, but at the same time looked as if giving a blowjob…Haha…my boyfriend too could feel it and he was already aroused and just wanted to masturbate.

But I wanted to enjoy eating the ice cream. He hurried me, and I was also aroused and excited about this new experience because I could feel the same experience of giving a blow job, the texture and how the ice cream looked, once we licked and all that… it felt awesome!

I finished eating and we decided to masturbate on the video call, which we do often. I locked the door and got undressed. I also grabbed my bottle toy(dick-shaped). I ensured to have kept my phone in such a position that we both could make the best of this session virtually. I opened my legs widely, as I could see his super hard cock. I started to rub my pussy with the tip of the toy, imagining his dick rubbing my pussy. So, he wanted me to enact doing a blow job, if the toy was his dick. Hence. I held the toy in such a manner and bent forward to do the same. I wish I ate that ice cream now because it would have been tastier and sexier. I loved the way he admired my breasts moving as I did the blow job on the toy.

I was super aroused by now and just wanted to see him cum. I opened my legs again and placed the phone a bit farther so that he could feel the pleasure like me. I missed feeling his dick, that tenderness, and that feeling. I badly wish if VR was possible through video calls…so unrealistic though! I inserted the toy, inside my pussy, slowly and vibrated within, as he moved his dick in a vibratory motion on the video call. I was simply in a super mood as I enjoyed the movement of the toy inside me. At the same time, I did massage my boobs, with my left hand, and slightly pinched my nipples, I even moaned out of joy and pleasure, which this session gave me.

Then we decided to make it faster like to do it in a faster motion so that he could cum as well. Also, I don’t know why, but I get extra aroused when I see him cum. It just excites me and gives me an addition to my level of orgasm, which I can feel right now.

Journal Entry 29 – The Juiciest Session

I have always been a curd lover and continue to be so. So, yes, today something really interesting happened, something different and something I never thought would happen or end up like this. Yup…I masturbated again, but what made me masturbate or what made me aroused was a yogurt…that too Fruit Yogurt…funny…isn’t it?

Haha..so I had a great day and I had a great post-workout bath, after which I usually eat some fruits or something from the fridge which would be cold and extra juicy. I happened to buy fruit yogurt when I went to buy groceries earlier in the day. So I thought of having it after my workout. Eagerly, I went to the fridge and grabbed that yummy tiny packet of Blueberry flavored yogurt, and went to my room. I sat on the dressing table chair and stretched my legs onto the cot, and started tasting the yogurt. It was super tasty as usual and I continued to eat it with my spoon. I finished eating a quarter of it, while I tried to simply sip it, and unfortunately, it dropped into my cleavage…Lol!! To be honest, it felt good, like a snowball stuck in between my boobs, which then slowly melted. That pleasure did arouse me and wanted to feel more…I remembered how me and my boyfriend used to talk dirty, simply telling all the juicy stuff which we would like to try on each other, and we had even spoken of pouring ice cream on our body parts to enjoy sucking them. Yup….virtual dirty chat has always been fun!

Yes..so I wanted to feel that coolness on my nipples, and cover my areolas with that super chilled and tasty yogurt. So, why not…? I quickly shut the door of my room and removed my top and slightly pulled down the strap of my slip, because I was just too lazy to get all undressed again. The destination was all set now, my nipples were already semi-erect probably due to that dripping effect on my cleavage. I then took the spoon and poured some of the yogurts on my right nipples first…I do not know how to express that feeling in words..all of a sudden I imagined how it would be if women had flavored milk in their breasts, which would of course add spice to sexual intercourse. But also, in reality, it might just end up in tonnes of more assaults against women in a country like India. Leaving all that aside, I simply closed my eyes and felt the goodness of the moment. I wanted to lick it, yet I thought of covering up the left areolas too because otherwise, I would feel incomplete. Ahh…again..to feel that chillness was super special and rare, which I have not experienced ever before.

I kept the yogurt aside, and lifted my left boobs, and licked the yogurt from it, imagining someone else doing it for me. I have genuinely loved the way my boyfriend plays with my boobs, and wish he was here now. I closed my eyes and licked it all, and then did the same to my right breasts which again felt super satisfactory. I did not wanna stop, and so I again poured the leftover yogurt on both of my juicy boobs to suck them more and get the pleasure out of it.

I wished someone could lick my pussy for me right now…with the yogurt on it and make me feel heavenly. But I did not wanna pour the yogurt over there now, because I just had a bath. Yet, to temporarily get satisfaction over there, I rubbed around my clit opening for around 5 minutes and then relaxed.

I did not have an orgasm as such, yet I felt the pleasure at a different peak after trying out this variety of a session, which I loved, all tasty and juicy after all!

Journal Entry 28 – Dirty Hobby

Today has been a nostalgic day for me, being at home for months and it’s been more than a year since I met my boyfriend. I was also at a point of being fed up with the long-distance relationship because I felt like I was not even in a relationship and that inability to get that affection and a chance to hang out and go for real dates and all that. Yet, I believe to get it all normal, when it’s the right time perhaps, hence feel positive. So, I decided to rewind all those little good times we spent together when I was in the second year of my college.

As I was reminded of our first kiss at the metro station stairs, how excited we were, how good we felt, and how it all ended. It was quite a quick session though, I would have rewound those moments about 100 times on that day itself! Also, I remember how eager we were for our next meeting so that we could make out more, well planned, and with better understanding. Also, it was after the first kiss that both of us got more open-minded towards each other and that we discussed a lot more personal stuff and even started virtual fun and sexting and all that.

Even now, I wait eagerly for our next meeting to take things to the next level and have a good time. Every time I think of it, I start imagining, about our first sleepover, how it would be and what we would do…if it all happens sometime soon. Yet, the overall mood just gave me arousal and wanting to satisfy myself, to get that feeling of intimacy and exploring. I slowly started massaging my boobs,  , by taking my hands to the boobs from underneath my shirt, which was easier since I was braless. It again reminded me of how we enjoyed ourselves at the theater once, which was the second time he massaged my boobs. I missed that feeling of someone else doing it for me…that goosebumps and rush in mind which happened at that time. All those moments were simply flashing through my mind. As I continued to massage my boobs, first the right and then the left. It made me hornier and I removed my top, to take a look at my erect nipples by now, which were as erect as on that day too. But maybe, I feel like my boobs have increased in size, compared to that day. When will we get a chance again, to try out all curiosities again!

I continued to pleasure myself, by moving my hands down to my pussy. Which is hairy now, but was shaved on that day which was the first time he fingered me. I simply loved the way he did it for me..and how horny we got that day, in the theatre. Hence, I imitated the same manner how he did that day, from touching it slowly at first, like how a stranger slowly steps into a new city, with things unknown, and exploring how it feels like, just the outer covering and then finally finding the destination, which would be my hole, to explore its depth thereafter. I do not remember what he did next, yet, I remembered how well my pussy was fingered, the way he vibrated his fingers while inside my pussy, which I am doing right now, gives me better pleasure and that feeling of experiencing it all again, after quite a long time.

 It feels heavenly I would say. I continued to vibrate my middle finger while inside the hole, for a continuous stretch of about 3 minutes and then took a gap where I undressed completely. It reminded me how we then looked at each other, out of happiness and then him continuing it. Even now, I continued fingering it the second time, for another 3 minutes…to happily get the pleasure of climax. That wonderful feeling of sexual satisfaction, I took a deep breath and lay on my bed naked hugging my pillow!

Journal Entry 27 – Dirty Hobby

I happened to find out a new dirty hobby recently, which I would like to share as a part of this entry of mine. So, I got this idea when my boyfriend and I were casually talking over the phone. He said to me that he had read some interesting stuff on quora and explained to me the whole story. Until then, I used quora only to search for other general questions, and now onwards it gave me a chance to search for hot topics and real experiences of different age groups of people, regarding relationships, their first times, and even sex.

So this gave me another opportunity to educate myself about sex and all that. I started finding it interesting to search for weird topics, especially during my online classes…Lol! So I read stories of their first-time sex and was shocked to see that most have had sex really at a very young age. Yet, it was super interesting and well written by those anonymous writers, every bit was detailed and engaging. So, I was reading this story of a young boy, who had to stay at his far cousin’s sister’s place to give her company as nobody was home. And as the boy enters the home, surprisingly he sees her masturbating in the room, to which his dick reacts and things get spicy.

What an incident it was..it felt really interesting while reading, yet I wondered if things like these could happen at all, and young kids able to do all these…I wondered what I would have done if I was caught in her position. I would think twice before fucking with some guy from my family probably. But yeah…I would not mind fucking with a stranger perhaps. Anyways all these have simply given me arousal to masturbate and satisfy myself because it’s impossible for me to find a person and fuck right now. Also, the end of the story seemed to be a happy one, since the guy ended up teaching the girl different positions and they had a great night!

I do not know why, but the fact is that I really wanna try sex and feel that intimacy. But yes, only with an acceptable person of my choice, preferably my boyfriend of course. All these could happen only in dreams right now, to which I decided to grab that dick-like toy of mine and satisfy myself. I used a pillow as a support this time, to feel like an imaginary partner near me, simply for me to hug and relax. I quickly undressed and lay naked. I kept the pillow on my bed and lay on my tummy in such a way that my stomach part was on the pillow and my pussy in a position easier for me to insert the toy. I inserted it slowly, into my pussy hole and vibrated it for about 2 minutes at a stretch. I also loved the feeling of my boobs seemed longer due to the pillow effect.

Then, I removed the pillow and lay facing the ceiling, with crossed legs. All of a sudden, it reminded me of sex scenes in movies of how they show the girl on the bed, with the guy riding her over there. Now, I inserted the toy in this position, with my legs wide open, slower than before, and enjoyed every bit while inserting and pulling my toy for about 5 minutes. Then I tried making movements by hitting my ass on the bed, and luckily, the bed being a spring bed, gave that vibration which made my boobs jiggle! I wished someone was over me, all ready to cum on my belly button and boobs. Haa….all remains a fantasy.

And successfully, I could feel the happiness of my climax as I saw the toy covered with my white fluid and that feeling of sexual pleasure of course.

Journal Entry 26 – After Rain Scenes

Today has turned out to be a great day finally, you know that amazing feeling when it rains during the terrible summer season. Today especially has not been quite a good day, and on top of that, the heat really annoyed me. Even so, I did not give up my workout routine, because I am genuinely loving it. But I chose a shorter duration of workout today because I could not be patient for long. When my workout was almost over, I heard thundering and saw lightning flash across the curtains….aww…what else could I want! The signal of rain in this scorching summer made me feel better for sure. Yet, I did not trust the signals completely, because there have been times when rain simply disappeared after a great build-up.

Hence, I waited for the rain to start, so that I can be happy with no doubts within. So I could feel the slow cool breeze through the windows and that pleasant smell when rain falls on the soil. I have always loved that smell, since childhood. So, it was a perfect mood now, and my workout mood just increased, because working out in such nice weather, especially at night, would be the best feeling ever. I finished my workout within the next 5 minutes and was almost gonna bathe, when the idea of  going and getting wet in the rain just like how I used to in childhood came to me. Gratefully, my parents allowed me to do the same, but told me not to stay long under the rain, because it is the first rain after a long time and hence could be toxic and stuff!

I have always loved dancing in rain, like to simply jump and jump as if nobody is watching me and to feel those water drops fall on my face, the fragrance around at the time of rain, it is overall definitely an awesome mood. So, I enjoyed playing in the rain for about 10 minutes and was completely wet. Then, I came to the bathroom, and looked at myself in the mirror, in which I looked super sexy because I had worn a white t-shirt and a pink bra inside and altogether being wet looked hot. My clothes stuck to my body clearly showing off my curvy body. With great effort, I removed my bra alone and looked at my breasts through my t-shirt, how aroused my nipples were and how they could be seen through the white cloth. I am in love with this feeling when my body is wet with water as well as the horniness to simply explore how every part of my body feels.

I then removed my shorts and panties and rubbed my pussy, to make it feel warm after getting cold in the rain. I was somehow excited to have fun with my clitoral area because it felt awesome to touch now, after being soaked in rainwater. In the beginning, I rubbed the clit area, concentrating more over there, than on the rest of my pussy. And I could feel the pleasure, as I started to vibrate my fingers over there. I decided to sit down on the bathroom floor to enjoy it more, rather than standing, and opened my legs more apart to explore the inner depths of my pussy as always. I inserted my finger into the hole and pulled it out, slowly, to feel the pleasure, after which I speeded up the process, for about 3 minutes.

But unfortunately, I had felt a little burning over there, probably due to the less amount of natural lubrication this time, due to which I could not experience the pleasure of orgasm this time. Yet, I loved this new experience of masturbating after the rain!

Journal Entry 25 – Finding a New Natural Toy

So today, I have been feeling all horny and moody right from the morning. I had even started my day by giving my boobs a massage, while in bed, due to which the mood seemed to remain throughout the day. I am in a mood to try something new today, to try something different sexually, something I have not done or experienced so far. I kept on thinking about how to go about it, during my online classes lol! Then, I went into the kitchen, where I found the apt object to try masturbating with. Yup… it’s that cute long dick-shaped vegetable, “The Brinjal”. I have homegrown brinjals, which are so natural in length, but a bit thorny at one end, the stem part.

There were about 5 brinjals, which my mom had plucked from our kitchen garden. I was confused about which one to steal from the kitchen…Lol! Since my mom saw me walking around the house jobless, she asked me if I could help her in cleaning the fridge…I thought for a while and realized that it would be the best opportunity to steal my toy for today… and after putting in an effort of like half an hour, I slowly took it to my room, and closed the door, in the name of taking a shower. As I said before, one end of the vegetable had thorny parts, which was dangerous for this act of course. Hence, I grabbed my scissors and cut that part off. Now, it seemed perfect and exciting. Also, this was my first time experimenting with a vegetable. I was sure that it would not break in between or something… yet I was just excited to start off and give a treat to my pussy.

I decided to lubricate the vegetable as well as my pussy with coconut oil, because yes it was thicker than I thought. I loved the process of oiling it too…imagining oiling a thick fleshy penis. So, I removed my t-shirt and shorts, and had a quick look in front of the mirror, to see my damn erect nipples, peeping through my bra which probably knew something interesting was ahead. Everything was almost set, but I was confused about which position to try. After a lot of great thinking, maybe like 2 minutes, I decided to try two positions in total, which would hopefully give me an orgasm.

My first position was doggy style because I was aroused by reading a secret sex experience on quora. I removed my panties, because it would be more comfortable to insert them then, but had my bra on. So, I faced the mirror, balanced with one hand on the ground, while the other rubbed the tip of the vegetable on my clits. I could no longer wait to let the vegetable in, and feel the pleasure of this thick and yummy natural toy inside me! I slowly pushed it in, though it hurt a bit, but was alright as it reached the depths. I did not move it for like one minute or so, because I just wanted to feel my pussy stuffed. Then, I pulled it out and pushed it in again and continued the same for only about 2 minutes, because the position was really hard to maintain without proper support. As I looked at the brinjal, it looked yummy covered with my fluid.

I was eager to try the next position, to hold it below the pussy, and squat over it. I thought it would be better to remove my bra for this position and enjoy the way my boobs bounce as well. It seemed way more comfortable than the previous one, I also gave gaps in between to massage my boobs and then continued doing it, on which I spent a total of like 5 minutes perhaps. While masturbating, I loved how my belly button shrinks as I would squat in the process.

The session was an unforgettable one for me because this was my first session with a vegetable in place of a toy. To add to the happiness, I was super happy to feel the peak of my climax this time, which was definitely because of that extra excitement I suppose.

Journal Entry 24 – Tempting Times

I have been a little busy with my classes since this is my last semester at college, all sorts of work like group projects and viva and stuff. We have a project coordinator, who always makes us redo the project chapters for no reason. Me and my teammate, always end up spending time editing it, making me spend some more time in front of the laptop. It is hectic during the summer. Also, in a place like Kerala where power cuts happen now and then, means making me work sitting in the hot and humid climate. So, even today, they have announced a power shut down, and to my misfortune, our inverter seems to be overloaded, due to which, it has stopped working too.

The deadline to submit the edited chapters is by tonight, due to which I cannot give up on this work, despite the situation. I sat on the chair, with my laptop on the table, wearing my knee-length sleeveless dress, with a  long zip opening in the center, until the level of my belly button. I just wanted to get more air circulation for my body, so that I can finish off the task asap. Then came an idea into my mind. I ran to my mother and told her that I am gonna have a meeting regarding the project, due to which I’ll have to close the door for a while, and asked everyone at home, not to disturb me during the time being.

Ha ha….what a master plan that was! I came back, locked my room door, and unzipped my dress in front of the mirror. I stood there for a while, as I could not take my eyes off from how well the bra I wore fitted me and gave me that super sexy look, especially now, as I had unzipped my dress in the front. Also, my bra being black, gave my skin tone, a lighter shade, which looked fabulous in the mirror. Ohh no…I did not wanna get distracted this time, but yet, it happened! I pulled my arms out of the sleeves, pulled down the dress til my boobs and unhooked my bra, in thought to wear the dress alone, with the zip open, and continue with the edits. I tried concentrating on the project for about 5 minutes, but I just could not. My erect nipples simply aroused me, tempting me to suck them hard. I quickly closed the laptop on the table, , around them in a circular motion and also at the tip of my nipples, in a playful manner. Aww….I could not stop doing this for about 3 minutes at a stretch, because it had honestly been so long since I sucked my nipples. I did the same with my left breast but decided to give a mild bite, on the nipples, because they were erect af. Oh my goodness, this sort of pleasure after quite a long time, it just gave me the best feeling ever!

Then, I sat straight in the legs crossed position, on the bed leaning my back on the wall behind. I could feel the wetness of my pussy on my panties, which tempted my fingers to explore over there next.  I was not in a mood to spend more time, because time seemed to be running so fast. Yet, I spend almost 5 minutes massaging the opening of my pussy with my left hand, through my panties and then pulling my clits, which were like tender petals like that of a flower.

And finally, I was back to the normal sessions as before, which ended up without a great climax, yet good levels of satisfaction and relaxation!