You ever just touch yourself to touch yourself?
Just running your fingers carefully over your own anatomy. Feeling each fold a crease of yourself. Gentle dips of the tips of your fingers into yourself only to move on. Your goal isn't to get off or to feel pleasure, just to enjoy the softness and warmth of your folds trying to engulf your fingers in a need to be used only to be denied as you move to rub your soft yet stiffening clit. Slow movement up and down over and over. Feeling the way the hood moves back just to slip into place again. You're already getting wet even though you didn't plan to and you relish in that feeling as well. The way the slick wetness of your own need makes your hands slip so smoothly across your own bareskin.
It's simply too hard not to touch yourself more once you're done feeling yourself up. Too wasteful of this need of yours to not slip your desperate fingers passed those slick puffy folds and give yourself exactly what you need. Fingers pushing in and out of your hole, not enough of a stretch to truly fulfill your need but enough to satisfy your current need. Bringing yourself to the quick finish that you never intended to start.
