i am always very likely to start playing with my *dirty* pussy. i like my pussy after it's been used and well-fucked. my pussy is sore and raw and smells of sex. my whole being smells of sex. i had no desire to rush home and shower after the great fucking of last night and this morning. i washed my hands several times, but couldn't lose the smell of sweat, cum, my juices, his body, smoke. both of my hands are covered in us.

as i sat here reading i repeatedly held my hands over my face and nose to remind myself of the time we had. i was aroused. my right hand moved down and discovered, surprised, my wetness. i played inside my cunt for a moment and then moved right up to my clit. i rubbed my tender spot gently with my right middle finger for only a minute before reaching into only shallow depths with my left pointer finger. i rubbed my walls with my finger, moving in and out. the combination of rubbing my clit and adoring my insides made me cum quickly. i tasted myself for a second, but i couldn't stop. the friction continued, and there were more. i came two more times in a matter of a minute. they were small quick orgasms. a small attempt to rid myself of leftover lust from last night. my pussy is still spasming. i lifted my left hand up to suck my juices off my finger, drying it on my t-shirt. our essence shall wash off my hands by morning, or perhaps afternoon tomorrow. i'll need another good fucking soon.


**after proofreading this entry, i realized i couldn't hold back. my left finger moved into my cunt again, this time wiggling back and forth inside of me. my finger quickly soaked up some of the wetness of inside, a pussy full of my own juices. i rubbed my slippery clit against my piercing with my finger. i came another three times, finally feeling jolts through my thighs telling me maybe i could be done now.