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Diary of a Rose

By: rosebud_6



This morning I awoke to a stream of light filtering through a hole in the curtains. It shined across the room and landed on the bedspread right between my legs. Underneath the covers, I touched the place where it was directing me to and felt the soft lace of my knickers against my fingertips. I rubbed my eyes and stretched my body out. The light grew slightly brighter as if trying to get my attention. 

I flung the covers back and looked down towards the small passage of light again. I could see tiny dust particles floating in and out of the stream like they were dancing to music that made no sound. I could also feel the warmth of the light as it kissed the surface of my skin.

I decided to play a little game with the stream of light and I dared it to turn me on. I turned my body around so that the light was hitting me directly along the slit of my pussy, instead of trailing across my leg. I felt the tiny slither of light as it warmed me and compelled me to take my knickers off and throw them on the floor so that I could have full contact with the warmth that it was teasing me with.

I slowly rocked my hips back and forth to feel the warmth stroke me gently. It's funny to know that if you close your eyes, heat feels as though it's the delicate touch of a person.

After a couple of minutes of basking in the warm glow, I needed more stimulation. The soft touch of the light was enough to turn me on and I felt that I needed something more to help me start the day off. I opened my eyes and noticed that the light was slowly travelling away from my body, back towards the window where it had first began its journey. I trailed one of my hands across my breasts, over my stomach and towards my hairless pussy lips. I was still sleepy. I enjoy the tenderness of masturbation when I've just awoken from a dream.

My pussy felt soft to my touch and I closed my eyes again to enjoy the sensation of feeling my senses slowly awakening before me. I ran my fingertips along both my outer and inner lips and across the hood of my clit until I felt the wetness slowly seeping out of me.

I grabbed the mound of my pussy with my hand and softly squeezed the lips together, listening to my juices swishing around inside me. My clit was trapped between my lips, wanting to burst out and be rubbed. I told it to be patient. Its time would come soon enough.

My other hand rose towards my left nipple and delicately pinched the pink skin that stood erect there. I didn't have large breasts, but they filled my B cup and sometimes spilled out over the top when I was wearing the right bra. My nipples were very sensitive and liked to be stroked softly.

My hand finally released my clit that had started screaming out to be free. I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger and tugged on it lightly. It liked to be stretched out and rolled around between my fingers and thumb. There was only so much time that I could stand doing this for though, until I felt the need to rub it with the tips of my fingers roughly... then gently... then roughly again.

I felt the orgasm starting to arise from within my body and decided to delay it for a while longer, as I was enjoying the sensations my body was experiencing. I plunged my finger deep inside my pussy and felt the wetness envelop my touch. I clenched my pussy tight and relished in the squeezing sensation that my muscles provided to my finger. I could feel the rough wall where my g-spot lived and started stroking it tenderly.

My other hand travelled from my breast to my clit and continued circling the growing bud that my first hand had started cultivating. It was becoming larger and harder as I nurtured it.

I felt my blood pump faster through my body as my pussy became excited with the notion of what was to come. I caressed my clit harder and faster and pounded my g-spot with a mighty force. I was going to come hard this morning.

My pussy contracted as I came and my clit felt like it was about to explode with the pressure of my orgasm.

And then it was all over. I opened my eyes and noticed that the small ray of light was gone and I was now alone in the room. I removed my hands from my pussy and laid on the surface of the bed until I caught my breath. My mouth had a sweet taste to it. I rose slowly, got to my feet and felt ready to start my day. 

Diary of a Rose Ch. 02-03



Part II

Today I spent the day in the garden, trying to keep it weed-free. I managed to end up with dirt all over my face, legs and arms, so I headed to the shower. After I rinsed all the soap off my body and turned the water off, I wrapped a towel around my body and headed towards the kitchen to look for something to prepare for dinner. I saw a carton of custard sitting in the door of the fridge and a thought occurred to me. I could use this to have a bit of fun.

I took the custard to the bedroom, laid my towel down on my bed and sat on top of it with my legs open. I flipped the lid open and up-ended the carton. A dollop of custard slid out and landed on my clit. It was cold, but it felt fabulous as it slipped down between the folds of my pussy. I placed the carton on the bedside table and looked down at my custard-covered lips.

My fingers circled my clit squishing the custard between my fingertips and my pussy. I scooped up the custard that had found it's way into my opening and looked at it glistening in the light. I wondered how it would taste. I put my fingertip inside my mouth and sucked. It was delicious! I wanted more.

I snatched the carton from the bedside table and tipped it upside down again. I watched as a large drop of custard clung onto the carton's opening. It didn't fall out so I shook the carton to try to dislodge it. It flicked out of the carton and landed on my stomach. I let out a small squeal as the cold blob touched my skin.

I drew a line through the custard towards my pussy and watched as it trailed through the small line of public hair that directs the way toward my clit. The cold liquid trailed down my flat stomach following the line that I had created with my fingertip. It slid slowly towards the hole that was opening and closing as I clenched my muscles that were reacting to the cold liquid.

I closed my eyes as it slid over the tip of my clit and down between the inner lips of my pussy. The sensation felt like nothing that I had ever experienced before. It didn't feel like someone's tongue. It didn't feel like someone's fingers or penis. It felt like a soft, slippery pressure that made my heart beat faster as I felt the cold sensation sliding down my skin.

I reclined back against the head of the bed as I squeezed more custard out of the carton and onto my pussy. It splattered onto my skin with a slap! I squished it onto my pussy and it oozed between my fingers. The stimulation felt wonderful!

I couldn't contain my excitement any longer. I rubbed the custard all over my clit and pushed some of it into my pussy. I slid my fingers in and out of my pussy coating my fingers with the yellow elixir. I couldn't resist the urge to taste the sweet custard on my tongue again. I attacked my fingers with my tongue, sucking on them violently while I rubbed my pussy with my other hand. I could feel the warm blood rushing into my clit, contrasting with the cold custard. It made my orgasm more intense as I came all over my fingers.

I didn't leave that room until I had licked every single visible trace of the custard from my fingers, alternating my hands between my pussy and my mouth. It was the best, most erotic dessert I had ever eaten.

*

Part III

I was horny at work today. It was just after my lunch break that I got a text message meant for someone else. I opened the message and there was a photo of a huge dick staring back at me. Interesting, I thought. I wondered if I should write a message back telling the sender that it was impressive, but he had the wrong number. I decided to play.

I headed off towards the toilets with my mobile phone in hand. I locked the door to the cubicle and pulled my knickers down. I positioned the phone between my legs and clicked the button. An image of my shaved pussy lips sprang up on the screen. I hesitated for a while wondering if I should be doing this or not and decided -- what the hell? I pressed Send.

I sat down on the toilet seat, phone still in hand waiting for a reply and decided to start playing with myself while I was waiting. I circled my clit with my free hand enjoying the tingling sensation it was sending throughout my body. My phone vibrated again.

When I opened the next message, there was another photo of the head of a penis being circled by a tightly clenched hand. The tip had turned a dark red colour and I could see a drop of moisture peeking out from the slit in the top. Nice.

I spread my pussy lips wide open and took a close up photo of my clit all stretched out. I pressed Send again.

I placed the phone on the toilet roll holder and started rubbing the tip of my clit while still stretching the lips of my pussy out wide. I was so sensitive already. I could feel my lips starting to slide back into their original position so I repositioned my hand so I could keep them tight.

The phone vibrated again. I picked it up and opened the next message. This time, there was no photo, just some text that read:

"I want to suck on your clit till you squirt all over my face."

Now if that didn't make me want to come, I didn't know what would! I held the phone close to my pussy once more and took a photo of the juices that were running out of me. I added a message saying:

"You've made me all wet. Now I want to sit on your hard dick and ride it till you spill your load!"

I pressed Send and put the phone back on the toilet roll holder so I could use my free hand to stick my finger inside my wet pussy. I slid it in and out and listened to my wetness slosh against my finger. I started stroking my clit with my other hand until I came, legs spread sitting on the toilet.

The phone vibrated again. I picked it up and opened the message. There was another photo. This time, the fist holding the dick had come all over it. I took a photo of my sticky finger and sent it back. It wasn't enough - I was still horny. As I pulled my knickers back up and cleaned off my fingers, I had a thought. I'll go home early and finish myself off.

I washed my hands and headed back to my desk, where I told a fellow workmate that I was leaving to go home because I had developed a migrane, then I left for the day.

On the drive home, I received another text. It read:

"This isn't Karen, is it?" I smiled to myself. No it definitely wasn't Karen.

"No, but feel free to text me any time." Came my reply.

I got home and headed straight towards the bathroom. I undressed leaving my work clothes on the floor, turned on the taps in the shower and stood underneath the cold spray. My nipples went hard immediately.

The temperature warmed up slowly and I stuck my head under the cascading water, letting my hair soak through. The water caressed my breasts, ran over my stomach and down my legs. I turned around and reached up for the removable showerhead. I had the pleasure of using one of these when I went camping with friends once and I was delighted to find one already installed in my new house.

I spread my legs as wide at the walls would let me and held the showerhead between my legs. The water hit my pussy with a tremendous force and my whole body flushed with the sensation. I moved the showerhead backwards and forwards over the slit of my pussy.

The water pounded on my clit and I spread my lips wide, giving it full access. My legs started going weak and I had trouble standing up straight. I bent over to see what was happening between my legs and saw that the water had turned my skin red with the heat. I turned the cold water tap on harder and my legs almost bucked beneath me with the change of temperature. This was pure bliss!

The extra water pressure hitting my clit became too much for me to handle any longer, so I leaned against the wall and relaxed my clenched arse and finally gave in to the pleasure. I had the longest orgasm standing there in the shower, dripping wet with the removable showerhead aimed straight at my pussy.

Now that's the way to end a hard days work! 



Diary of a Rose Ch. 04



I was setting up my gear to take photographs of the sunrise the other day when it absolutely poured down with rain, catching me out in the open. I hid my camera underneath my shirt as best as I could, grabbed my tripod and bag and ran for cover. I found a tree to stand underneath until the rain eased up a bit, as my car was about a kilometre away. I tend to park my car and walk around, familiarising myself with the scenery when I take photos, as I find that you can explore the area better on foot.

I packed my camera away in my camera bag as quickly as I could and stood underneath the tree waiting for the rain to stop. I looked out towards the ocean and watched the drops of rain hit the water's surface. It looked so peaceful. The rain started streaming down more heavily and I realised that I was getting absolutely drenched. My hair was dripping wet and my shirt began to stick to my body.

I had to make a choice. I could make a run for it back to the car, stay standing where I was, underneath the tree, in the hope that my camera bag didn't get too wet and ruin my camera, or I could find somewhere else to hide out for a while. I decided to make a run for it back to the car.

The rain came down even more heavily as I jumped over puddles and avoided slipping over in the mud. I saw a bus shelter up ahead and decided to make a dash for that instead. When I reached it, I placed my camera gear on the seat and wiped the water off my arms and face.

I sat on the seat next to my gear and laughed at the circumstances that had lead me to be sitting inside a bus shelter, alone in the dark. It was 5.00am, still dark and pouring with rain. I got up extra early that morning and drove for an hour to find a suitable spot, thinking that I could at least get some shots in before the rain set in, but it turned out that I was wrong. I didn't even get to take one photo before I had to pack up and leave the area.

I thought about how beautiful the ocean looked with the rain making patterns on its calm surface and decided to make light of my situation. I stowed my camera bag and tripod underneath the seat in the corner of the bus shelter and walked back out into the rain again. I headed down towards the beach.

When I reached the edge of the water, I took off my wet shirt and jeans and threw them onto the sand. I slowly waded into the ocean. The water was warm despite the rain and I dove into the water headfirst. I swam underwater for a while, listening to the rain hitting the water above me. I came up for air and floated on the surface. The cold rain splashed around my face and hit my breasts and legs. I up-righted myself and listened.

It was so quiet here. The only sound that I heard was the sound of the rain and the waves, quietly crashing on the beach. I looked around and noticed that the sky was slowly becoming lighter on the horizon. The clouds had a tinge of both pink and yellow to them. It was a beautiful sight. So peaceful. The rain eased a little, but continued to fall in patterns on the water about my face.

I scanned the beach to see if I could see anyone walking about in the dark. The rain was the only movement that I saw. I was completely alone here.

I thought back to memories that I'd had in the past, of wanting to have sex out in the rain. Here was the perfect opportunity. Did it matter that I was by myself? I didn't see any reason why I shouldn't finally get the opportunity to live out one of my fantasies.

I looked around again to make sure that there wasn't anyone watching me and I slid my hand slowly inside my knickers. I could feel the small amount of pubic hair tickling the inside of my palm as it gently moved backwards and forwards with the current.

My clit was already hard, as I was very aroused at touching myself, so out in the open, even when there was absolutely no one around to see me. My finger glided across the top of my clit, through my lips and back towards the hole of my pussy where I inserting it deep inside myself.

The water caressed my skin inside my knickers and it felt so good that I had a sudden urge to take off my underwear and swim naked. I headed back towards the shore, unhooking my bra on the way back. My breasts were now exposed to the cool air as I stood up and tossed my underwear onto the beach alongside my other clothes. As I was standing up out of the water, I felt a small wave rise up my leg and softly hit my bare pussy lips. How amazing!

I felt so free. There was absolutely no one around and I was standing naked on the beach as the sun was slowly coming up. Another wave hit my pussy. I remembered seeing a porno once that had a couple having sex on the beach and recalled that they were positioned right on the edge of where the waves were breaking on the sand. I decided to indulge in my fantasy of having sex in the rain and laid down on the sand positioning myself where I remembered the couple being.

I faced the ocean, so that I could watch the sun rise and also so that the waves could continue slapping freely against my pussy. I rested my head on one of my hands and put the other one between my slightly parted legs. The rain continued to fall, landing on my now naked body and I slowly stroked my clit.

The waves crashed around me and I felt myself gradually sink into the sand each time the wave retreated. I watched the sun slowly make its way above the horizon and I watched my nipples become hard as the rain drops landed on them. I rubbed my clit and thought about the waves hitting me and the rain landing on my chest and I had never felt so alive!

I rubbed my clit faster, as I felt the cool wind skim over my naked body and the warm water rush up between my legs, covering my pussy with it's warmth. I felt the wave retreat and I was lying on the wet sand, exposed to the cool breeze again.

The sun was almost about to clear the horizon when I felt the urge to come. I tried to relax and enjoy the orgasm that was escaping my lips, but a wave came up and surrounded my whole body, slapping against my clit one last time before I came and my whole body stiffened. I curled my toes up and straightened my legs out, crying out with pleasure. The wave retreated and I let my body relax again. It was one of the most pleasurable experiences of my whole life!

I sat up. I had sand in my hair and all over my stomach, but I didn't care. I stood up and picked up my clothes. My whole body was still tingling. I slid my jeans and shirt back on, without bothering about my underwear and started walking back towards the bus stop where I had left my camera. Hopefully it was still there, waiting for me to return. I was glad that I had finally lived one of my fantasies. Even if I was alone.