Marji Masturbates

I awoke suddenly to the alarm blaring in my ear. Damn it I thought, it's fucking Saturday. I fumbled with the buttons until it shut up. I rolled over to snuggle my husband, only to realize he wasn't there. He was on another business trip, this time over the weekend.
I tossed and turned, trying to get back to sleep. Eyes wide open, I drag my tired body from the bed. Coffee. Coffee sounds good. Maybe I'll flip on the computer and see what's new.
The home page loads and I flip through the favorites to find my chat room. I see an unfamiliar page in the favorites listing. Curious, I click on it and to my amazement, it is a gay/bi male site.
At first I am shocked, but as I begin to explore the site a little, I feel myself become aroused. My thoughts ran rampant wondering if my husband was into this stuff, but soon my mind was taken by the page loading. There were men of all ages doing things I never thought my husband would be into. Sucking, fucking, you name it, they were doing it. I scrolled the list and found a page of muscular studs. I began flipping through the pictures, feeling my pussy beginning to heat up more and soaking my panties. Soon I realized my left hand was rubbing my slit through my satin undies, while my right hand clicked feverishly at the mouse.
As much as I like to have a nice fantasy and masturbate to a fantastic orgasm, I could not do it there at te computer desk. You see, I am one of those women that when I cum, I CUM!! My juices squirt out of my with such force, it's hard to control. My husband loves for me to squirt for him when I orgasm, but I am uneasy about really letting loose on him while we have sex.
My clit is the key to my exploding orgasms. When I masturbate, I like to get my slit good and juicy with lotion or sometimes I use the slick juices from my own dripping pussy.
I enter the shower, turning the water on good and hot. My mind is racing and thinking about what I am about to do.
I reach for my body wash, pouring a puddle into my palm. I spread my legs and begin to massage the slippery gel all around my pussy. I run my index and middle finger up and either side of my swollen labia, teasing my hardening clit at the top of each stroke. Inserting a finger then two into my sopping hole, I plunge them deep in and out. Sliding them upwards, I begin my furious attack on my now swollen and hard clit. Pulling the skin back covering the most sensitive part of my clit, I rub furiously side to side getting hotter by the second. Slipping my fingers again into my flowing cunt, I slick my middle finger and reach behind me seeking my tight asshole. Still manipulating my clit, I sink my finger deep into my ass. A loud moan escapes my mouth as I am nearing my climax. Reaching down I plunge two fingers into my slick hole, meeting my finger stuck deep in my ass through the thin wall of flesh. Rubbing my clit with intense pressure from my thumb, I bring my fingers back to my clit and feel my orgasm begin to boil. My hand moving faster and faster across my clit, I pull the finger from my ass and raise it to pull on my hard nipples, alternating between them. My legs begin to shake and quiver as my explosion begins. I let loose with a gush of hot girl cum, splattering the floor of the shower. Slowing my fingers across my clit, I spew more fluid with each stroke, much like a man cumming. The soap has long since been washed away and my juices coated my hand. Rubbing my own juices over my tits, I bring a hand to my mouth and taste myself, sucking my fingers clean.
My legs too weak to stand, I slide myself down the back of the shower wall and sit, legs still quivering, toes curled tightly. The water washes over me and brings me back to reality as I realize the water is becoming cold.

I have always loved masturbating in the shower. I do not have to fantasize about anything or anybody. I just enjoy the feeling that my skilled fingers can give the most erotic part of my body. But wondering what it would be like to see my husband with another man has sparked a few fantasies...... Maybe I'll get to see it someday. Until then, I'll , continue to pleasure myself, with or without an audience.