Exstacy! Ch. 03

The sensation began to spread further across her body, as through hundreds of hands were playing with her, and she began to moan. Drawing her trembling hands down to her sides, Stacy shifted slightly so she could draw her panties down her legs and over her knees. Not bothering to remove them now her pussy was exposed, she returned her hands to their previous place on the pillow above her head. Her moans grew louder as more of her body began to tingle and pulsate. She spread her legs, opening her pussy so that the mysterious force that was making love to her could gain easier access. Waves of pure pleasure seemed to pour into her pussy from all sides and she threw back her head, thrusting her hips upwards in an attempt to get closer to the source. She suddenly felt something hard press against her g-spot and she screamed, her eyes snapping open.

***

Her eyes snapped open, uncontrollable screams pouring out of her. When she finally ran out of breath she looked around, trying to get her heavy breathing back under control. She was back in her flat, curled up on the sofa with an almost empty glass of wine on the table, and an Ecstatic Sex booklet open on her lap. The rest of the literature had fallen onto the floor while she slept. Looking at her body, she saw that she wasn't naked, but was still dressed in the casual t-shirt and the tight denim jeans that she had put on that morning. Her crotch felt absolutely soaked, though her shorts felt completely dry. Undoing the button and lowering the zip, she pulled them down a little and saw that the front of her knickers were almost completely saturated. Pulling off her shorts completely, she removed the wet knickers and walked into the kitchen, clad in nothing but her t-shirt. The night air coming in through the open window drifted under the thin garment, cooling her damp crotch. She opened the door of the washing machine, already more than half full with dirty washing, and tossed the soiled underwear inside. Then, closing the open window and making sure all the other windows and the front door were locked, she drifted sleepily into the bedroom. Without removing her t-shirt or bra, or even pulling back the covers of the bed, she lay down and was asleep again in moments.