I wait. That is all I can do. I wait for the sign for more. I crave you and your being. The mere thought of your touch sends chills down my spine. My wet pussy tightens and contracts with the image of you pushing your hardness inside of me.
Laying on the bed, waiting I arch my back pressing down on my labia. My clit grazes the soft sheets as I writhe in your absence. Knowing it will be days if not weeks before we truly connect I slid in the dildo that resembles you most. Sitting up I ride you. With one hand I spread my pussy lips for deeper penetration and with the other hand I grab one of my large soft breasts.
I am on top of you as I slide up and down and back and forth. You erection is growing stronger as I grind into your pelvis. I exhale a breath from the bottom of my chest as you push back into me. But you are not really there.
I can feel my hormones starting to heighten as my sweat drips off of my face. While I have your replication in my pussy I place a butt plug up my soft and wanting ass. I grind harder.
I cannot breath. My hands contort into a grotesque grip. My toes curl as my feet flex. I can only take short hard and staggered breaths as my body convulses in orgasmic delight. My teeth clinch together creating an allover body convulsion. Oh, fuck!
Sitting here now, back at my computer I can still feel the cum dripping out of me. Sated for now, I wait for that next moment of inspiration.
3 comments:
Wow! What a lucky guy! I'm do envious....
The emotion you engender is so pervasive, so true, that we have all been there one time or another, I think. You write beautifully, Lady D.
Thank you! I also must thank my inspiration...
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