Fluid...

My fingers play lightly on the outside of my lips...I can feel my own wetness. My clit swells and peaks from just below its delicate outer skin. My nipples surge forward they are hard and painfully tight. I roll my clit between two fingers sending chills and then waves of pleasure throughout my body. Is it possible my nipples could have grown harder? I lick my fingers and make tiny circles around their erectness. I continue those tiny circles while I slowly dip two fingers into my own wet center. The warmth is inviting. My fingers slide deeper and I moan because it feels like home. I run my thumb roughly over my eagerness. I feel like I might go out of my mind. I quickly close my thighs, I know the good part awaits. I plunge my fingers even deeper and rub my clit with an intensity that makes me gasp. I squeeze my nipple harder. I call out to God; I can feel my reward coming too quickly. My orgasm doesn’t build; it arrives like a rage that has been held in for much too long. I hold onto it as I try lose my whole body in it. I succeed as my fingers continue coax me to my own heaven. My clit jumps one last time as I roll over onto my stomach. My body releases my hand. I look at my hand and wonder...when