Goonette memories

"The dress of Lust"

Today I had to go to the store and buy a new dress for tonight’s family dinner. I was feeling quite dizzy and horny as I gooned all night and refused to go to bed when the Sun rose. Instead, I gooned another 4 hours through the morning, adding to the 16, 18, can’t remember, hours I’ve been edging non stop so far. I haven’t shower since many days my body only smelled my pussy juice, which is constantly leaking at this point. I poured some in my face and armpits to mask other smells. Now I’m going to the store, wearing only a tight sport bra around my 1000cc boobs and my erected nipples which are clearly visible. I’m wearing pink yoga pants which mold perfectly my cameltoe and are still stained with some dry pussy juices I leaked into them! Mmmhhh I love the idea of showing my filths in public.

While in the car, listening to the loud hypno porn audios I enjoyed all night with the car’s speakers at almost max volume, still having my red throbbing clit stimulated by a lush, I’m moving to the mall.

When I arrived, I was so edged I had some difficulties walking, but I managed to get to the mall’s door without cumming while keeping the same vibing intensity (years of practice hehe). My memories of the time spent in the mall were a bit confused. All I could remember was that I rushed to get the dress as my cheeks were all red from arousal, that the young man who scanned my product was quite unsure of what to do while he was looking at my big erected nipples, hearing slightly my hardcore porn out of my headphones and feeling my horny eyes thinking only about his juicy cock. Finally, nothing big happened, but I really hoped he’d be stroking his cock real hard when he’d get home!

When I finally got back into my car, I noticed there wasn’t anyone around. I then decided to remove my yoga pants in the car, look a bit at my wet pussy still containing a vibrating lush, finger myself for 1 minute, 5 minutes… 30 minutes! Finally, I had to stop when someone started walking in my car’s direction. I never came, good girls don’t cum. I put the dress rapidly on me and, as I still wanted to finger myself, I immediately took a pair of scissors and cut the bottom of the two little pockets that were situated on the thighs, put my hands in both pocket and started fingering myself silly with two hands while drooling on myself without noticing. Fuck it was good!

Still edging with my lush and my porn audio, I went back home to goon another 6 hours before taking a quick shower, using this time to edge myself with the water jets, then moving to get to the family dinner, feeling extremely tired, almost zombie, but still able to hide it from other people (I’m habituated to feel like that!)

Nobody really seemed to notice that I had one hand in a pocket the whole night!

I ended up collapsing around midnight, still having a finger on my throbbing clit when I woke up, meaning it has been stimulated for about 34 hours almost non stop! Quite a good time, but I want more. I need more, always more! MORE!