*Jill off before bed

It was a rare occurrence me wanting masturbate. I had only "jilled off" a handful of times and even those should be considered more lighthearted experimentation than actual masturbation. There was never any orgasm or penetration involved only some light rubbing and a brief experience involving a pillow.

I laid in my bed only at shirt and shorts covering my body. My rested on my breasts giving them light squeezes through my thin t shirt {if John kiss = true} I imagined John doing the same as I thought of the kiss we shared my very first {endif} my breath became laboured as I became more aroused, my nipples more poking through my shirt. I paused as I always did it was usually around here I worked stop and go back to being the good Christian girl, but I couldn't help myself. I pulled my shirt up over my breasts and continued to play. I moaned as my hands ran over my nipples sending new sensations coursing through my body. I wasn't used to moaning at being touched but it was an involuntary response I couldn't help.

My hand slid off my right breast and slid down my toned stomach to the hem of my panties. I ran my fingers along the top of my underwear, the last of my conscience pushing through my arousal. Inevitably my hand ended up under my underwear. It was wet, really wet, more wet than I thought it could get. I found my clit and pressed my middle finger against it. My eyes rolled back at the shock and I stayed to run my finger in tight circles.

The moans wouldn't stop now I wasn't convinced I could stop them. My pussy kept being wetter and hotter and I continued to rub my clit. I squeezed my my breast with with my free hand. At this point I knew I was being too loud but but I was too enthralled in the swings of my ecstacy. _Was I going orgasm? . _The thought crossed my mind I could feel something building.

The simple motion of my wrist had turned into a full body movement. My body squirmed and writhed as it approached its building climax. My breasts rose and sank with my deep breasts. I felt like my whole body was on fire begging for something I knew little about. I was so close, but as all good things must come to an end the hallway light flicked on and I froze. I could continue, but I would surely be caught.