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Mind on Other Things

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: 'Sarah' Age: 18 Posted on: 03 Apr 2019 2 comments
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I was later for church today. This is unusual for me as I am always punctual. I didn't even dress properly. I got up late and just threw on the first clothes I saw, a short white cotton dress and a bra. I didn't even change out of the knickers I had slept in. I robed up and joined the procession just as it left the sacristy. Fortunately, today I was just there for show and didn't have anything special to do. I stood, sat, knelt in all the right places but it was only during the homily that I realised that I could smell my vagina.

I sat there, focusing between my legs and I realised only then that I must have got seriously wet last night. As I thought about my pussy my clit started to really throb and I felt even more wetness between my legs. I thought about last night, how, for the first time ever, I had consciously tried to masturbate. It felt nice, but somehow left me knowing there was something more. I squeezed my thighs together and felt a thrill spread up between my legs to my tummy. I looked out at the congregation and saw a man looking at me intently. He is much older than me but I really like him and the way he looked at me made me just know he was thinking about me sexually.

I smiled and he smiled back. Something in his powerful gaze made me think that he was mentally undressing me. Under my robe, I let my legs open as if he could actually see. I imagined us being alone in a room and him looking up my dress. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter all the time and I kept squeezing and squeezing. I thought about him going home after church and wondered if he would jack off thinking about me. Then I thought if he was married, maybe he would take his wife's used knickers and imagine they were mine? Maybe he would screw her and think about being my first.

What he doesn't know is I would love him to BE my first. Then, suddenly, it happened. As I sat there in the most special part of the church a wild convulsing happened and I knew I was having my first orgasm. I felt wave after wave and then I knew I was really wet between my legs. I slipped a hand under my robe and brought it out again and smelled my fingers. There was a lot of my pussy but also I knew I had peed a little too.

After the service I went to the toilet. I pulled my dress up and stood with my legs open. For the first time in my life I masturbated standing up and imagined him fucking me there and then. This time when the orgasm hit I sat on the toilet. I let myelf pee into my panties unashamedly.

I ache to have him inside me and somehow, I know I have to make this happen.