Beside herself now, not thinking of what she was actually doing, Marilyn tweaked harder and harder over the urgently pulsing little clitoral bud. She moaned softly at the titillating shocks of delight that shot out from her loins at the teasing contact of her finger on the ripe little bud, her buttocks undulating sensuously as she reached both hands lower to part the black-fringed lips of her cunt. More strained whimpers issued from her throat as her fingers spread the smoothly flowing cuntal moisture up and down the lust-tortured slit, and she could feel the fluttering in her stomach from her growing desire as she further intensified the lewd stroking on her pulsating clitoris.

Marilyn continued the obscene self-caress unthinkingly for a moment longer, then with a sigh of shame and frustration, stilled her hand again, her body stiffening and her eyes opening wide to stare up at the ceiling in shock and humiliation as she realized what she was about to do. It was almost too warped and perverted for her to even imagine, and even here in the privacy of her own home Marilyn felt almost as embarrassed and ashamed as she should have if she had been caught in the act!

She was confused, part of her felt that it was wrong and evil to touch herself and the other part of her was on fire for release, her lust was like a hot ball of fire in her loins and she knew that she had to have some kind of relief. Suddenly she arched her smoothly rounded buttocks of the couch, she had to release herself even if it did mean this lewd act. A shiver ran through her as she placed her finger back into contact with the lewdly pulsing little bud of her clitoris, moving downward again to spread the flowing cuntal moisture up and down along her glistening pussy-slit. Her fingers worked the hair-lined lips wider apart and began to probe teasingly up into the softly clasping upper flesh, sending further obscene shocks of pleasure and need to dart out over her lustfully quivering body.