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[marlboroack]

Its a hot one out today. "The heat wave is still in full force ladies and gentlemen. Record 103 degrees for the city of --" I don't even want to be reminded. After I am done with this cigarette, I better call Jessica, see if that girl wants to come over. Damn, its hot, the heat is the only thing on my mind - I am sweating so much. It is running down my forehead, down my neck. Into my favorite yellow shirt, the one with the sun on it saying, "yeahhh..." Fuck the bra. The little drops of liquid getting down in there are such a relief. My hair on the back of my neck is even standing up - its so cooling. The moisture is ushered in between my cleavage going down and hugging the curves of my chest then drip, drip, dripping down. Fuck the rest of this cigarette, I'll put it out. As I stand up and stretch, my shorts are even wet. Front and a little bit of my back.


Jesus, this humidity is killing me. "Beep." Jessica? "Sorry kitty kat cant come ova 2day. Gotta wrk." Dammit. Well fuck it, better fix a drink.


"Thump, thump, thump..." What is that noise? Something dusty and white just fell into my empty glass. I look up at the ceiling and hear muffled screams of pure delight coming from the couple upstairs. "Well at least someone is getting it..."


But still... its hard to block that out of my head. Its just a tiny bit hard not to be, curious. Just a little. I mean, to not get a little excited. I'm trying hard to keep myself calm. The hairs on the back of my neck are begining to stand up again.


"Thump, thump, thump..."


Ice cubes! That'll cool me down. But as I walk back over to the freezer, I realize my crotch is steadily becoming more and more wet. With each step the relieving coolness of moisture becomes more and more apparent. Focus on something, anything, I tell myself - that is what I need right now. Not the thumping, not the wetness beginning to run down the top of my legs. Yet all I can see is the immediate satisfaction of the dripping ice cubes in front of me and my comfortable crimson couch in the distance.


I can feel the saltiness begin to collect between the soft curve of my breasts and my upper naval. Even, the back of my neck, I can feel little drops running from my hairline and drift down, all the way down, to the entrance of the upper crack popping out of my shorts. Dripping further down...


"Thump, thump, thump."


Fuck it, I can't help myself, I say as I cuddle deep into my big red velvety couch.


The rhythm is the only thing I can focus on at this point as I realize my small blue denim shorts are the only true thing keeping me from exposing my excitement to the world, "But why not?" I catch myself saying.


I undo the little dime of a button, and wriggle out of the skimpy things. My extremely snug panties feel a hell of a lot better now with some air kissing in between my legs.


I like it.


"Thump, thump, thump."


Wetter and wetter I am getting - exposed, as the rhythm speeds up. My heart begins racing and the droplets of pure heat are running down and exploring my whole body. I grab my naval, through the short yellow top and begin to feel up under it. My hand is so cool right now. I lightly squirm in the trap I've set for myself. I cup my slippery chest in my hand and relinquish in my own soft skin, before I start to feel the difference from skin to aerola to the erectness of my little nipple. And begin to play with it. Starting off just lightly, slowly dialing up the pleasure.


"Thump, thump, thump!"


One hand occupied, the other slowly gliding down my glistening stomach, in and out of my dimple of a belly button and eventually upon the frills of my white panties.


Further even, until I outline the slit in between my fingers, and gently, begin to do something about the heatstroke I am about to have. Up and down I go along with the smooth, concise rhythm. Up and down, up and down, until I can feel myself ruining the whiteness by damping them with each rub.


"Thump, thump, thump."


I give my groping a break while I reach over and just put my hand on the heat of the ice, feeling that in my head, with my massaging sends a shudder from my toes up my long legs, up to my pussy, through my stomach and past my chest up to the back of my neck where the feeling resonates, further... I grab a piece and touch it to my skin, almost sizzling the both of them. I dance it around my stomach up to my breast, letting the water trail behind it up and around the soft skin to my very erect nipple. Stroking it all about, my heart skips a beat. I drag it down my dampened body, down to my panty line.


"Thump, thump, thump."


I exchange the ice into my hand that has been doing all the work so far, and let the coldness slip even further, until all I can feel is the heavenly explosion of the ice running down along my own moisture in from the crevass of warm stubble leading to my perfectly smooth rippled lips.


Cum already dripping out with every rub of my ice and fingers in unison, together, playing with the crack of my pussy; jostling up against my panties.


"Thump, thump, thump." The even more apparent rhythm is the only thing on my mind now. My heartbeat is pumping faster and faster.It is screaming in my ears and grabbing me fiercely. I move from massaging my moist left breast to hiking my top up and pulling the whole thing out and wildly groping at it. Trying my hardest to make my tan and warm mound fit entirely in my little hand. Each squeeze, sending tingles to my pussy making me throb more and more. I drop the ice as my hand answers my pussies call and I start rubbing in between my slit, up and down, up and down. Faster and faster. "Thump, thump." My hips start thrusting into my hand as if it were my lover. The cold rapidly melting as I spread my hot wet mess apart with my index and ring fingers letting some air cool down the pink. My middle finger starts fucking with my swollen clit without regard. All i can feel is ecstacy. I grab for the ice cube as i reach my fingers into my mouth. I put it and my fingers in. Just to get some of my on taste on my tounge. I slide and curve my two middle fingers inside of me. "Thump, thump, thump!" My heart is racing. My hands are racing. I can feel my rapid pulse all throughout my body. "Thump, thump!" All the sensation. The hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up again. I violently lunge up and out. My pussy is so hungry. I squeeze my palm around my breast. More and more violently I grope. Knowing I might leave marks again. "Thump, thump!" Harder and harder I grab my sweat laced titty. Faster and faster I plunge up on my warm cummy ceiling


"Oh my god! Yes!" I scream out. I lunge and undulate upon my couch into a crescendo. Up and out. Up and out. Harder and harder. Faster and faster. The intense humping and thrashing between my hand and my body keep speeding up, until I lose it. My fingers instantly turn hot wet and slimy as cum pumps out. My legs start to shake as beads of sweat form above my brow and temporarily pool in the dimples in my cheek. "Fuck! oh my god...fuck..." I finally stagger out with a huge grin. Too bad Jessica couldn't come over, I think as I slump into my wet red couch.