The morning after we had sex, Stefanie's Mom dragged her to their aunt’s house in Kansas. They had of some sort of family emergency. Her Mom might as well have taken her to the planet Mars!

Since she has been gone, my sex drive has gone wild. Every night since she’s been gone, I lay in bed trying desperately to control my sexual urges so that I can get some sleep. But, like tonight, it seldom works.

I rolled over to my belly and buried my head in my pillow. All I could think about was how wonderful if felt when Stef first kissed me full on my lips. Her kisses were the softest, gentlest kisses that I have ever felt. I remembered how deep her eyes were in their own dreamy color of blue when she looked into my eyes for the first time. Remembering all of her desire and wantonness only aroused me more.

I thought about how it felt when she sucked my clitoris into her hot mouth. And I thought about how she kept sucking my clitoris until I burst into orgasm. I rolled onto my back. As I did, I thought about how erotic it was to have her laying on top of me. I remembered how she was grinding her pussy against me as we kissed. The way her hot desire lunged and explored my mouth as we kissed still sent tingles through my body.

I remembered feeling her wetness soaking through her panties and onto my thigh as she masturbated herself against me.

I rolled back onto my belly as I thought about seeing her dripping pussy above me. I thought about what she smelled like as I sucked her clitoris into my mouth. I remembered the very taste of her sex as I sucked her clitoris until she burst into orgasm.

I was driving myself insane.

I had to do something before I went mad. There was no way that I was going to get any sleep tonight, unless I somehow started controlling my thoughts about her.

I got up to pee. As I sat down on the seat, I saw that the crotch of my panties were soaked with my lust for her. I could smell my arousal. I groaned as the sensation of peeing caused an erotic current to course through me.

As I got back into bed, I pulled off my t-shirt. Now I was lying on my belly wearing only my wet panties. Just knowing that my panties were wet ith my sex excited me. I tried again to go to sleep...but all I could think bout was Stefanie.

I remembered how she sucked my ear into her mouth and how she kissed her way up and down my neck. Making her way down my body until she was fully sucking on my nipples and tracing her hot wet moist tongue around my breasts.

By now, my clitoris was screaming for attention. I had to do something! So I took my pillow and stuffed it between my legs.

My hips began to slowly move up and down on the pillow. Feeling how wet my panties were, I sat up and looked at the pillow. Sure enough, it was wet from me.

"Great." I thought. "Now I'll have to find another pillow to sleep with." I peeled off my panties. Now I was naked. I turned on a small bedside lamp and sat on the edge of the bed.

I felt totally sexual as I looked down at myself. I could smell the musky scent of my sex. I looked at my breasts. They were firm and seemed bigger tonight.

My nipples were long and erect. I used the fingertips of both hands to pinch them. I rolled my nipples around with my fingers. I love the erotic feeling of touching myself.

I looked down at myself. I could see that my soft pubic hairs were soaked with sweat and sexual arousal. The insides of my thighs were also wet from the hot lust-oil that was seeping out from my vagina.

My labia looked pink and swollen. I did not realize how long my pussy lips were. They were actually hanging down from between my legs.

I pulled back my clitoris hood and looked at my erect clitoris. I touched it with my fingertip. And a bolt of erotic lightning shot through me as I pinched my clit.

I could feel the hard shaft of my clitoris under its hood. I let my fingers glide up and down my clitoris hood. I took two fingers of my right hand and slipped them deep into my vagina. I squeezed my fingers with my vagina muscles.

When I pulled my fingers out of my vagina, they were covered with wetness. I held them to my nose and sniffed and was totally turned on by my own arousal and licked them clean.

I sunk my fingers deep into my vagina again. I slowly pulled them out and started spreading the wetness all over my pussy. Unable to control myself, I started grinding the heel of my hand against my clitoris. It felt wonderful.

My hips started moving in rhythm with my hand. I let my legs fall apart. I watched my hand as it started going faster against my clitoris. I could hear the wet sounds of my pussy lips opening and closing as my hand continued going up and down against my sex.

This is insane! I thought. I got up and walked over to the window. As I stood there looking outside, I could actually feel my wet lust dripping out of my vagina and running down the inside of my thighs.

I squeezed my muscular thighs together. When I did, I felt this erotic heat wave spread through me. My nipples became even more erect. I opened my legs and looked down at myself.

I saw that the insides of my thighs were coated with new wetness. "Do other girls get this wet when they're aroused?" I wondered. I remember that Stef almost drowned me when she came.

I reached between my legs and rubbed the hot oil over my pussy. My fingers parted my lips and slipped inside my vagina. I could hear the wet sounds my fingers made as I stood at my window and actually began finger fucking myself.

My hand instantly became dripping wet from the hot oil that seep out from deep inside me.

I had to stop! I was going sex crazy! I lay back down on my bed. I was on my back breathing heavily.

I needed to masturbate. I had to masturbate! I needed to stop playing with myself and get serious. The last time I tried to masturbate, I got board and fell asleep. Once, I did bring myself to a weak orgasm.

But I decided that it was too embarrassing and too much work. But I have never felt the way I felt now. And I have never in my life, been as wet as I was now. My pussy felt like Niagara Falls.

I rolled over onto my belly and stuffed my pillow between my legs. It was already wet and smelling like sex from before.

My hips automatically started humping my pillow. Then I had a thought. I sat up and rolled my pillow into tight ball. I held it in place as I laid back down on it. Now, I had something to grind my raging clitoris against.

I got my clitoris right on the edge of the pillow and started grinding myself against it. It felt wonderful! I could feel erotic waves of pleasure coursing through me as I got a good rhythm going.

Up and down my hips went. I could feel my ass cheeks spread apart on the up stroke. I squeezed the pillow with my thighs as sexual currents roared through me. I thought I was going into orgasm, but I didn't.

The pillow was moving around too much. So I reach down and held it in place. Now I was humping it harder. I knew that I would come if I kept this up.

All I could think about was Stefanie. The way her breast felt against mine. The way her clitoris felt against my tongue as I sucked her to orgasm.

I was covered with sweat. My armpits felt slick with sweat. I had to wipe the sweat from my eyes.

I was fucking my pillow harder and harder as thoughts of her raced through my mind. I could hear my old wooden bed squeaking in protest as I began to go wild.

I sat up and held the pillow in place as I rode it like a horse. I had to keep adjusting myself so that my clitoris stayed on the hard edge of the pillow.

The headboard of my bed began tapping against the wall as I approach orgasm. I thought the noise might wake my Mom, but I could not stop...I needed to come...I had to come! I was so close. I was right on the verge of orgasm.

I held the pillow with my right hand and began pinching my erect nipples with my left hand. I was moaning softly. I could not stop myself from moaning.

I put my right hand between my pussy and the pillow. I started pinching and pulling my large clitoris.

I was going mad with the need to orgasm. I felt the hot wetness streaming out of my vagina as my fingers started dancing over my clitoris. I inhaled the earthy fragrance of my aroused womanhood and the heavy scent of my sweat. The smell of sex I thought...female sex.

I plunged my fingers into my vagina. The sensation of it drove me to the edge of insanity. But I still could not bring myself to orgasm.

My hips were swinging in circles on the pillow. My hand was trapped between my pussy and the drenched pillow. The headboard was banging faster against the wall as I tried to fuck myself to death.

Suddenly, I felt my clitoral region start to tingle, followed by a hot orgasmic gush of heat. Then, I exploded in orgasm. I groan loudly as an excruciating orgasm consumed me. I felt a hot torrent of oil gush out of me as I rode the waves of my orgasm.

But it wasn't enough. I wasn't finish. I rolled onto my back and attacked my clitoris with my fingers. I used my fingers in a frantic up and down motion against my clit. Then I saw the bottle beside my bed. Small but with a long slender neck and I had an erotic idea of fucking myself with the bottle. I placed the head of the bottle between my legs and rubbed it around the tips of my clitoris and I could feel my insides spasm with delight. I pushed the bottle inside of my pussy and tightened my pussy walls around the bottle as I began to fuck myself into a fest frenzy. Then I slowly rolled back over on my belly and placed the bottle in front of pillow and rode it like a horse. As I was fucking myself I could hear the sounds my pussy was making as I fucked myself. Spasm after spasm of delight sent electric bolts of heated passion through out my body and I could hear my breathing getting heavier and louder.

I was almost there. I could feel my second orgasm right there. I drew my legs up plunge the fingers of my left hand into my sopping wet pussy while the fingers of my right hand did a magical dance on my clitoris.

I was going mad...I could not stop myself....I was almost there.

My whole being was centered on my clitoris. Nothing else mattered. My hips were rolling in rhythm with my fingers. I heard myself moaning, but I couldn't stop. I was to close to climax.

Then, I brought myself to orgasm. The world cease to exist as an orgasmic bomb exploded inside me. Wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure roared though me. I felt my vagina contracting orgasmically around my fingers. Hot oil actually squirted out of me as I came. My fingers were covered with it.

I was moaning and groaning uncontrollably. I rolled from side to side in an effort to control myself. I couldn't breath! This was too much!

Finally, I started to calm down. As the aftershocks of my orgasms continued to pleasure me, I couldn't stop rubbing my pussy. I could still feel my vagina muscles orgasmic twitching around my fingers.

I knew that the torrent of hot oil that I felt squirting out of me during my second orgasm was something knew. I had never done that before. But then, I have never even dreamed about masturbating like I just did.

I was really beginning to calm down but I was still breathing like a racehorse. I couldn't help but notice how wet my bedding became from me. Sensing this only aroused me more and I fingered fucked myself for hours until I finally collapsed with thoughts of Stefanie in my head.