It’s ritual or habit or something…  Not sure when it started, but I’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember.  Every Saturday morning I masturbate, without fail and it’s a very luxuriant wank – I take my time, really really enjoy myself and it’s usually after a significant amount of sleep so the orgasm is lovely and long and intense.

Funny how you don’t realise these little habitual things you do until you start writing in a blog about wanking and sex.  Laf.

Over the past week I have been quite tired and a bit stressed, so my libido tends to drift off at these times and the one night where I did feel aroused and started touching myself I just sank into sleep instead of actually getting anywhere.

This morning however, I woke early needing to pee and then I could hear my housemate was getting ready for work in the room above me, I thought to myself, damn I’m wide awake and it’s like 8:30am.  Doh.  But awesomely, I managed to fall back asleep until about 10am.

When I woke I was aroused and not in the mega-horny-need-to-wank way, but this deeper and  really languishing kind of arousal.  It was already warm so I kicked back the covers and started by touching my breasts lightly, then running my hands softly all over my body.

I then slid my hand in between my legs and tickled the very edges of my outer labia.  This is one of my favourite ways to get myself really really aroused before beginning to actually stimulate myself…  It feels indulgent and kind of naughty to take so much time and delight in getting an intense physical response happening.

Not sure how long I played and teased for, my other hand lightly pinching and then brushing over my nipples, but by the time I pressed my finger down on my clit I could feel how incredibly wet I was…  so I’m guessing I was at it for a whiles.

During this session I noticed my clitoris was all puffy but not really engorged and super hard like it usually is, but the pleasure I was experiencing wasn’t diminished by this and I’m thinking it may have been because it was first thing in the morning.

I wanked for aaaaaages.  I know I did because my other housemate and I had plans for the day and she came and knocked on my door part way through to see if I was awake and tell me it was 10:30am already.

Now this is the part that gets freaky, or freaky-naughty, if you will.

In my mind instead of her just knocking, she opens the door and walks in and soundlessly drops onto me, her mouth goes to my nipple and her fingers slide inside me.  Holy shit this is monumental hotness and my body responds in turn.

My legs are pumping up and down spasmodically and my pubic bone is raising up, my internal muscles are clenching and the actual sensation of my fingers rubbing over my clitoris heightens.

I continue this little fantasy inside my head focusing on the pleasure I am feeling, I realise possibly another significant chunk of time has passed and that I actually need to get on with it.

Because my clit isn’t as big and hard as it usually is, it’s kind of sliding around under my fingers so I use my other hand to firmly spread my outer lips.  The act of doing something so typically  ‘porny’ to myself turns me on even more.

Wave after wave of pleasure is cascading down my body…  I imagine I can hear my housemate panting in my ear and how her fingers would feel inside me.  This tips me over the edge and into one long, rolling, intense and whole body orgasm.  I keep rubbing my clit as I come and the orgasm intensifies and then peters out slowly.

Mmmmmm.  I then drag my floppy and rather smiley self out of bed, don a sarong and head into the my sun-shiney day.

This particular kind of self love session is the greatest start to the weekend it sets my mood relaxes me and helps me to shed the stress and tension from the hectic week that’s just past.

Masturbation ftw!