I Woke Up Touching My Precious - A True Story Today, April 9, 2025, I woke up with a desire that caught me off guard, a crazy desire that pulsed in every part of me. I opened my eyes and my hand was already there, grabbing my precious, as if it had a life of its own. It was real, raw, and I had no control over it. My fingers began to work, slowly at first, massaging the soft skin, feeling it warm and moist under my touch. I moaned softly, my body still heavy with sleep, but completely surrendered to that insane desire. I couldn't stop - nor did I want to. I slid my fingers harder, opening the way, exploring every fold, every sensitive corner of my precious. The heat grew, a wave that rose from the depths of my belly, and I found myself squeezing it tighter, rubbing it urgently, my heart beating in my throat. My breath became short, my hips moving on their own, and I felt it throbbing against my hand. It was a mixture of pleasure and desperation, until the orgasm went through me like a lightning bolt — I came hard, with a hoarse moan, my whole body shaking as my precious pussy pulsed in my fingers, honeyed and satisfied. This story is real, it happened to me this morning, and I needed to share it.