Morning Wood
I’m so randy right now. There’s a knot behind my pubic bone, driving me crazy with the urge to have it stroked and fucked and pounded out. Is this similar to morning wood, I wonder? Why this agonizing need for satiation? Maybe another wet dream that I’ve forgotten. I’m barely awake, too…still trying to grasp last night’s dream from the misty fringes of obscurity. I have my coffee, eight hours of sleep under my belt…yet, barely aware. I’m going to go curl up, masturbate, and nurse my headache now since sex is not an option.