Finally home. I was out all day adulting and spending time with my dad. I never wear panties anymore and I had to keep running to the bathroom to wipe inside of my thighs because my pussy was dripping. I’ve been aching all day. I could hardly close my front door before I was out of the dress I had on. It was a quick undressing since I don’t wear bras or panties anymore.

Horny as fuck. Like it’s all I think about. My clit absolutely controls me and dictates all my thoughts, desires, needs, wants, actions EVERYTHING. Ugh. If I go more than maybe 5 mins without causing some type of friction on my clit, I’m miserable and desperate.

So helpless. It’s no use in trying to focus on other things. Even when working, I HAVE to stop for a few mins to rub my clit. Until I show my clit some attention, it’s like she makes every inch of my body so sensitive that I could explode from the slightest contact. I’m constantly squirming, discreetly (hopefully) pinching my nipples and allowing my mind to wander to some fantasy where I’m being fucked, used for someone else’s pleasure and denied. I just took a break from edging. I had my vibe on low while gliding it along my slick clit. Once I start back up again, I may slide my Lush in but I’ve been enjoying my vibe.

So. Fucking. Wet.