Education and Mysterious Noises

School is lonely. A-level students are on study-leave and it's just us International Nerd Kids(INKs).

I desperatly need to dance. It's Monday and I want to be at belly dancing but my mum would rather plan her travel to chealsea flower show. There's always some excuse. I do have WAY too much homework to be going out tonight, but clearly I'm blogging and not doing it anyway.

I think my sex toys are haunting me. I'm sitting in my room and I can feel something vibrating against the floor. I can hear a slight buzzing. I check my toys and the buzzing stops. I wait a while and suddenly I can hear it again. Very creepy.

Talking of toys. I have to get means of paying for things online because there are so many toys and so little time. I have the money and no way of getting it off the website. I want the silver LadyFinger (to use in school), Cloud 9 Orgasm kit (to use at home) and the remote controlled vibrating bullet (to use where ever the hell I like). Damn I'm horny. Again.

Cold fingertips outlining my collar bone, pinching my nipples. Gently at first, but harder and harder as I go on. My other hand creeping down my stomach, my skin perking up from the touch. My insides tighten from the chilly bullets. My lips part and I let myself moan softly as my eyes shut and my head tilts back. Fingers in and out, gently teasing myself, traling along the delicate skin until I have to be touched, with force and deep, heavy thrusts until I'm panting. I feel dizzy with pleasure, biting my lip, hard. Don't want to get caught.