I lay there all alone

I lay there all alone,
My hands caress my naked form,
Brushing gentle over my breasts,
Fingers return to massage nipples,
That spring up to attention,
The stroking becomes more wanton,
As my arousal builds,
I squeeze, rub, and fondle,
My beautiful full boobs,
Circling each nipple with a finger,
Then pinching and pulling,
Moans of pure pleasure escape me,
A hand wanders downward,
To my newly mown mound,
Feeling the soft smooth flesh,
Legs fall open as if under a spell,
Fingers slid down further,
Forcing swollen lips apart,
Slipping over firm clit button,
Dip into a moist honey pot,
Then back to my clit,
Slowly I rub, up, down and around,
Tremours of excitment shake me,
Yes, I want them to take me,
Breathing speeds up,
matches my rubbing and stroking,
Still pinching and squeezing a nipple,
Moans growing louder, stronger,
Strangely I don't recognise them as mine,
Both hands caress Eve's garden,
Rapid, eager fingers now,
Moans become cries, oh yes, yes,
Fingers dip in and out,abusing my clit,
Orgasmic demons are upon me,
Shooting spasms of fire through me,
They take control of my mind and fingers,
Wave after mindblowing wave,
I cannot stop, as my love juice flows,
My honey pot spills over,
My whole body jumps and jerks,
At last release pent up frustration spent,
Panting hard, hands relax still over my mound
I lay there all alone.