Awakening - Sex Stories

Awakening

... my uncovered butt is being forced up in the air from the balled up sheets; I need to remember not to do that again. I push myself up then swing my feet out of bed and when I rock forward to stand up I notice that my undies feel weird. I stand up and pull my underwear away from me and try to peer in and don’t notice anything right away, so I start to pull them down while bending over and as I do I feel them slowly peel away, sticking to my sex, and revealing a rather big whitish stain, also it’s a bit stiff and crusty – “Eww.” Oh wow, that must have been from last night, noted. I toss them in the hamper, grab another pair, and then trot off to take a shower. After turning on the water to let it warm up I strip off my t-shirt and take a moment to admire my body. Last nights event has left me feeling empowered about my body. I put my hands on my hips and strike a few poses, I turn to the side showing my rather flat stomach, I like how long my legs look and how my shapely butt really compliments them, I like my butt the most! I think my boobs are a decent size for my age, although I rarely refer to them as such since they are only an A cup, so really I just think of them as little breasts. Hopefully they’ll grow into boobs, I muse as I turn back to a profile view of my body, wondering what I would look like if they were B’s or even C’s. The shower begins to steam so I step in and let the water cascade down my back and over my shoulders onto my chest. I reach over and grab the ...

... shower gel, squeeze some into my hand and start lathering up my shoulders, arms, back, and then as my hands pass over my nipples I notice they’re a little more sensitive to touch this morning. Maybe it’s from last night or perhaps it’s from the little show I put on just now in front of the mirror. Regardless, it feels good to brush my fingers back and forth over them. I continue sudsing up and return back to my nipples ever so often just for a little taste of elation in between washing and rinsing my body then hair. I can’t help but get a little horny from the experimenting and I hurry up and dry off and return to my room with just a towel wrapped on top of my head with my clothes in hand. I close my door behind me and jump on my bed. In the back of my head I’m questioning if there is something wrong with me. I guess I’ve been getting sort of excited like this for a little bit now, I just didn’t realize how easy it was to satiate the hunger I could feel building in my sex. But is it normal to be horny, for what feels like since last night? I lean over and grab my laptop and then bunch some sheets up underneath me. I decide that I’d like to learn a little more about how I’m feeling so as I began to hump the sheets I turn to Yahoo Answers archives. I begin with the general queries, ‘What’s being horny like,’ and ‘how often are you horny.’ When I’m satisfied with those answers I start searching the more provocative questions, like ‘how much can you masturbate,’ and then I type in ...