My Viking

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I wonder if this will work. I’m trying to make a diary, but publicly. My Viking..
7/10 It’s almost midnight. I’ve showered and gotten ready for bed, as usual. I’m using the restroom and I still have your/our slickness coming out.. and I’m a little tender. And I fucking love it.

7/11 I almost didn’t send this one. I feel like we view this day differently. I don’t compare you to him. That being said, having felt so alone for so long, managing on my own to relieve the pressure..I finally feel whole. Like someone besides me cared what was happening. Wanted to be with me when it happened. When you were determined to make me cum, even when you weren’t sure if you would cum too, being stressed about the time and such. The way you seemed to enjoy watching me come undone under your gaze. The way you are learning my body so fucking quickly. All of it made me want to make sure you came. To try harder for you. You let me have my fantasy and for a moment I was submissive. I was melted for you. So soft and all yours. So happy to beg. So happy to suck. To play with your beard. Kiss your lips. Taste our passion when they mixed.
Also the way you figure out my body..i thought I heard “there you are” and I was back under the the flood of passion with the frantic need to cum again. You are a dangerous man my Viking. I love your determination and passion. Soon I fear you will be able to play my body like a cello that only works for you.
I want to be craved. I want to be savored. I feel all that with you.
I crave your taste. Our tastes.
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7/12 Im so happy you thought of me and popped in to say hi and send your love when I know you have very little alone time. Also that you remembered I write and I want to post on Lit means a lot to me. Hmmm now to think of a theme for the “My Viking” series.

🐰🕳️Mmm daddy..I crave you. My ass needs to be fucked. Press in slow on my tight hole.Let it give for you…I’ll breathe slowly. Deeply. Once you’re fully in I’ll start playing with my pussy and getting her all wet..Until I fuck myself onto your cock. Hold my hips so tight that there’s no doubt who I belong to..tell me you own my body. That you alone can have me. Make me say I’m yours as I come apart under you, bucking like I may throw you off..hold tighter. Squeeze my neck and take me harder ..🐰🕳️

💋 Imagining if I had you for a week. How much love we’d make, and how little sleep.
🔥The thought of your voice telling me to do things makes a hot flush wash over me.
I have to mind my body language at work. I start thinking of you, and I get antsy. Can’t sit still.
💭 Thinking of your Viking name.
I miss you daddy..I want your kisses
I want to be held by you. My lips crave your skin. I want to speak my love into your soul, so that it stays with you. I still worry that I’m too much. Too intense. I don’t want to bug you. All my feelings are big. I’m just very expressive.
7/13 (technically, I’m still awake). Your pic gives me butterflies.. 🦋 my heart flutters into my throat.
🐰🕳️ I know I just had you, but I need to have you again daddy.
❤️Perfect Symphony by Ed Sheeran and Andrea Bocelli..has me thinking of dancing with you.
7/14 Rereading your messages and finding that they hit the same way it did the first time I read them. When I said you touched something inside me and it pulled me back under with a frantic need to cum again. You said “Daddy was playing with your gspot “ My panties want to take themselves off my body when you talk like you do..so decadently tantalizing.
7/15 It’s been a long day, daddy. I wish we could have met up. Life be lifeing though. I love thinking about being wrapped in your arms, my head against your chest. Stealing kisses on your neck and making my way to your lips when I can’t take it any more. I breathing in your scent, and tasting which ever part of you I’m nearest, committing it to memory. Bidding my olfactory senses to do what they do best..create a memory so engrained in my mind and soul that the mere sight of a black T-shirt will recall your arms and the way it felt when you held me.
🐰🕳️ would you ever put your cock in one hole and a toy in the other and fuck me with both at the same time?

7/18 I’m still up. I’ll go to bed soon. Thinking of being in your arms and having your lips on mine are lovely thoughts to fall asleep to. Thinking of taking you in my mouth, hearing your voice tell me I’m a good girl, makes it harder to fall asleep. Mmm but daddy I love it. Good night my Viking.

7/19 I need to touch you Viking. I need to feel your body’s textures dance across my fingertips and palms. To test the thickness of your muscles against my hands. Breathe your scent in, and be calm once again. My body is on fire. My skin feels too tight. My mood is a mixture of sadness and anxiety. Tired, yet wired, and restless. Give me your lips, Viking.
I miss your touch.
7/20 Nothing…and I mean nothing affects me the way you do. It’s unreal. It’s not logical. The way my body and heart respond to seeing you, or seeing a little blip on the screen from you, is tangible. My pulse leaps at the thought of you. It travels to my cunt and I feel it there too. I miss you my Viking.
 
7/23 Just driving along, minding my business, and the image of you driving into me, so powerfully it shifts me upwards. Then the vision of you cuming in me has an almost drugging effect on me. My head swims and I’m taken back to that place where only you and I exist. In our passion, in our love. In the space between our hearts and lips
 
7/24 We are too far apart, yet somehow you can reach my soul with your sweet, sultry words. Causing growing embers to flare in my womb. The heat is intoxicating. The urge to submit is sublime. Almost primal..I always thought that the man who could top me had never been born, but he was so close for so long, just on different roads. My body hungers for your touch. My heart yearns for your nearness. My soul craves your spirit.
 
I want to feel you pressed inside my pussy, your arms snaking around me, perhaps one on my neck holding me captive so you can take your pleasure exactly as you need it.
 
All I want, all I need are your lips on mine, drinking the moans you elicit from me, and your hands on my body, touching me the way you do. Where I swear your hand prints leave scorch marks on my soul, branding it for you alone, my Viking lover.
 
7/25 I need you. I need to feel you pressed against me, holding me up as my knees buckle because you make them weak with your smile. Then you play with my body and all strength leaves my limbs. I become putty for you.
Every thought of you that has crossed my mind has started with you holding me tightly. Out of everything, I need that the most sometimes. Right now is one of those times. I love you. I miss you.
Fuck I need to touch you! I need it! My fingers don’t know how to continue without you. I miss you so much amor.
 
7/26 I am awake early. Lying in bed, wishing for your strong arms to hold me to you, and for your lips to trace the lines of my neck.
I had to touch myself this morning . The tension is too much. I had to be quiet. No toy this time. Just my fingers tapping and massaging my labia and clit to thoughts of you buried in my pussy and biting my neck. To memories of the black shirts that brushed against my skin, and the arms that crush me to you like you never want to let me go. The absolute strength in your demanding, yet gentle touch. You are a force of nature my love.
The way my mind calls out for you..a chanting that gets louder and more insistent throughout the day.
I need your kiss, Viking. I need your touch. Make the world disappear, even if just for a few moments. Make the only person I see be you. The only air I breathe come from your lips. For these moments, you are mine, I am yours, and it is perfect for me.
 
7/27 Amor..🧡 when I finally see you again..I shall be as a second skin. Clung to you. Wrapped around you. All over you.
My Viking I need you to take me to our space. Wherever we are is our space as long as I’m in your arms, hearing you tell me you love me, and encouraging me to let go over and over again..as you drive into my pussy with a force that shakes my entire body. Let me be in my floaty sub space that you create for me when we’re together. You spin my body and my world around so effortlessly. My powerful Viking handles his woman masterfully. I crave you.
 
7/28 Good morning Viking. I miss you so much. I need to run my fingers through your beard, and pull you down for a kiss. Or several.
I miss your touch my love. I just want to be wrapped in your arms. Lost in your kiss.
Fuck I miss you amor. I need to see you. To feel you. To hear to your heart beat as you hold me to your chest. Absolutely nothing compares to the moments when you hold me and tell me I’m yours. The way I crave you..your words. Your touch. Your kiss. Your strong hands and devilish tongue. Your beautiful eyes and the beard I’m obsessed with, framing the mouth I am equally obsessed with, and driven crazy by. Te amo. I can only hope time goes by quickly, and that you think of me when you’re away my love.
 
7/29 Daddy I need you. I need to be swept away into my space. I’m craving the way you make me feel, the way your kiss makes me forget what I’m worried about. Or frustrated with. The way your love pours into me and fills the darkest corners of my heart with rays of light.
When I miss you I look at your picture. I take myself on a little daydream where you are in front of me, and I can touch you as much as I want to.
 
I just had a visual of our first time after you came in me, and I reached to swipe some off the tip, and I said , “well, you did say I could taste it..” The way you grabbed the back of my head and moved my mouth onto your thick cock..🔥💦 fuuuckkk daddy…I need that kind of dominance right now.
 
7/30 My Viking, I miss you so much. I’m so happy you popped in to say you love me yesterday even though you’re in a place where time isn’t the most available resource for us. Yesterday was not great, but I’ll tell you about that later, as I said. Seeing those words across my screen letting me know I crossed your mind, made me feel better. When I see you next time, I’m going to dive onto your lips. I will kiss you one lip at a time. Savoring each lick. Each touch. My tongue will dance with yours in a rhythm only to be repeated by our bodies, when we can finally claim each other once again.
Fuck daddy, the way thoughts of you shoot across my mind like sparkling wishing stars that are ready to land and start a fire with how hot you make me.. this time it was when you were finger fucking me and playing with my gspot while I writhed under your gaze. The way you looked at me made the sensation like a riptide that I was hopeless to fight, not that I wanted to. I can be entirely free with you. I relish the floaty sensation I get when I give control over to you, and just feel. No one has ever given me that. Not. A. Soul. I am yours, Viking. As long as you want me.
 
7/31 Daddy I’m in the middle of work, and a vision of our first time skates across my mind. I was so nervous to touch you. I asked permission. You said “of course” or that’s what I remember hearing, and quickly pulled your shorts down. I remember the first touch. The searing heat of your cock in my hand. The way I barely waited for you to start to say, “show daddy…” something followed I’m sure, but all i remember was wanting you in my mouth. I had waited so long, and I couldn’t wait anymore. I dived into your cock like a woman possessed. I needed to taste that part of you more than I needed my next breath.
I’m actively trying to not touch myself again until I can have you. I don’t know how successful I’ll be. When you start coming across my train of thought, my day dreams become decadently detailed. I can almost feel your beard in my fingers, taste your lips, almost smell your skin.
It is definitely interesting to note the way my body responds you. I feel it in my bones, my tendons, my muscles. My skin has nerve endings dedicated entirely to you and memorizing your touch. If one more thought hits my mind about how you touch me, and the way you seem to melt me and render my limbs useless, I’m going to fall out of my chair. I love you, my Viking. Give me your lips.
 
9/1 My Viking has returned. Seeing the message that “Daddy’s back home,” made my clit throb in response. Just to know you’re nearer. That you made it safely. That you missed your babygirl. My mind is a whirlwind of thoughts, and images. Like a tornado of snapshots of you kissing me. Of your arms wrapping around me. The twister picks my heart up and makes it thrum wildly in my throat and pound in my chest. You have an amazing reaction on my body. I’ve yet to research it, but I feel you in my bones. My face warms between my eyes and nose. It’s almost like my body is priming itself to absorb as much of your essence as it can. My fingers itch to have you within reach. Each image that springs to mind of us in our throes, only serve to highlight how perfectly we fit together, amore. Listening to “Weak” by SVW, makes me think of you. Of how you make me feel. (If you haven’t heard it, don’t judge the title,) as my Viking is anything but weak. Fuck I want to be in your arms daddy. It’s a raw, powerful craving. My skin craves yours. My lips need to be claimed. My heart belongs only to you.
 
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9/2 I’m awake early daddy. I’m scrolling through pictures I can find of you. Screenshotting them for my collection. I love your smile. I love you daddy. I’m dying to tell you. I love you so much. All I can think about when I see the picture with your shirt off is how I need to touch you. Every inch of your body. I need to experience you. Wholly. I want to kiss your lips. Your chest. Your back. Your shoulders. I want to lay wrapped in your arms, where I belong.
It’s so hard to leave you be on the weekends. Every now and then I have to psst so I can let you know my obsession is still alive and well. Give me your lips Viking. I can’t wait to have you. For that time, for the small duration we will have, I will try to pour all of my love into your soul. To let you know how much you mean to me. So perfect for me amor. Fuck daddy…the image of you fucking me from behind, while pressing me down on the mattress just sent a jolt through my body. I’m also wondering if you’ll do the slamming into my cunt while you bite my calf the way you described…because the thought of your teeth on my skin makes my eyes roll back. I want them everywhere. Claim me Viking.
 
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9/3 Weekends suck without you my love. All the days I can’t be with you suck.
🦋Thoughts of being with you soon make my tummy flutter. I need you like I need water and air my love. I want to sit on your lap, and ride your cock, while I kiss your lips and you stroke my body and take what is yours. I can’t wait to have you in all my holes finally. I’ve craved your cock in my ass since I first saw it. I can’t even think straight, I just know my body needs your touch. My heart needs to know you love me. My lips need your lips. Soon amore.
 
8/4 Tomorrow can’t come quickly enough. I am so ready for you that it is a physical ache, daddy. My whole body and spirit is calling .
8/5 Love of my spirit, I just got home from seeing you. *siiggghhh where do I begin? I got there earlier than you, and got myself prepared. I wanted our time this way to be as memorable as our first time. I waited - as patiently as I could for my Viking to get there. As soon as I saw you I was in my brain running around trying to figure out what to do first. You spun me around and began unwrapping the gauzy fabric and sliding it off of me as your hands and mouth explored my curves. Your kiss was its trademark head spinning, panty wetting, knee buckling delight… your lips are intoxicating amor. How could you feel so much stronger than i remember? Your arms are like steel bands, so damn strong Viking! The best part of everything (besides that first knee-melting kiss) was that before we started anything sexual, you wanted to spend time holding me. Properly. Like I want to a thousand more times. Being held and kissed as we lay together naked, felt so right amor.
8/7 Our time; continued. Telling me to suck your cock is always hot my love. I’ve been wanting to get you at that angle for a long time.
The way you played with my pussy as I sucked your cock..played with my ass..pushing my mouth down onto your thick cock. Fingering my cunt. Then you’re up, and telling me to get on all fours, I’m dazed because I swear your cock was just in my mouth. You maneuver me and finally you take me from behind. Telling me to beg you for your cum. I do it. I beg so sweetly..wanting nothing more than to feel you pouring your seed into my body. To have a piece of you to take with me. Your cum always lingers. Up inside me it goes, settling into my body like it knows it belongs with me. We lay together again. Wrapped in each other’s arms, staring into each other’s eyes and talking about things we don’t usually don’t bring up in our daily messages. For those we are usually pretty light hearted, or sexually charged, enjoying the back and forth of the flirty banter. This deeper conversation helps me feel more connected to you. We don’t do everything we want to this time, but the time together is so satisfying. I’ve needed to be held so badly daddy. My soul soaked it up like rain in the desert. 🏜️ I love every moment with you my Viking.
8/8 I need to kiss you like I need to breathe. All I can of is the way you use your lips to trace lines down my body. How you suck my nipples into your mouth and watch me to see the pleasure bloom on my face. I love being able to touch your face, your beard, stroke your shaved head. Your body is a tactile feast for my hands and lips. I love the way your scent clings to my body. Settles into my nose. Before it’s time to go you somehow still seated on the bed, manage to grab me and toss me on the bed, with such effortlessness that I barely felt you grab me. I was standing, then I was flying. My Viking is too strong for words. I wanted you again. So badly. I know we had to go, but it was so sexy the way you handle your woman. You could easily overpower me, but I feel safe and desired when I’m with you. I don’t understand how you calm the beast in me that wants to growl at pretty much everyone else. All the beast wants to do is curl up in my Viking’s lap. I need you. I love you. I miss you so much.
 
I keep looking at the pictures of you. I love your eyes and your smile daddy.
8/9 My Viking…though I am busy today, I am still craving you. I want to walk into your arms, and be kissed like only you can. That devilishly handsome confident smile that I see as our space becomes one. The way your arms wrap around me like you’d love to keep me there. I love how intense you can be. Your confidence seeps out of your pores like pheromones. Such a drug to my senses daddy. It’s uncanny how my olfactory senses can pull up your smell at the slightest thought. If anything deserves a “good girl” it’s that system of mine that gives me hints of you when I’m not near you. I can almost feel your beard against my skin. I crave your lips. I need to feel them on my nipples. On my lips as your tongue winds into my mouth. On my pussy as you drive me crazy playing with my pussy that you have laid claim to. I need to see your power. I need to feel your confidence and strength. My Viking lover, I need you. I wish we had more time. Absence, they say makes the heart grow fonder. Maybe that is true. The more I see you, the more I crave you when I can’t see you. I love our love. I love our connection that I feel even when I can’t physically reach you. I love that when we get together it’s an inferno of our deepest needs burning brightly for the limited time we have. Whether it’s holding and being held, kissing, or making love, what we are in most need of always surfaces and is met with fervor. As all we can do is give the most we can to each other and hope it keeps us filled as long as possible. The urge I have to press my body to yours. The heavenly feel of the way you held me. Shifted us, and held me in another position. How you couldn’t get close enough. How my cold feet didn’t bother you. How you said I should feel how hot your cock is. (Yes daddy)❤️of course then we got distracted. You said I should suck your cock.. sounded like a great time to me. You thrust into my mouth. Pushing my head down onto your cock. Telling me to take it. I felt your body tense as pleasure pulsed through you. Then you were over me. Behind me. Pounding into me. I frantically tried to rub my clit. You said my pussy was gripping you. You said to beg for your cum. I love doing that. Though I didn’t cum this time. I did feel your closeness. You always give me a feeling of bliss as you held me afterwards. The world seems right in those moments.
 
8/11 Viking , what can I say? Your essence has steeped far enough into my soul that I can recall at will your smell, your textures, the way your arms feel like steel when you wrap them around me. I’ll never get tired of the way my body melts to fit yours like a glove. It’s hard to catch my breath when you steal it with your kiss, and your words. It’s hard to stand upright when you come near me and smile. The way you stare into my eyes like you can see past them into my mind. Like none of my thoughts are a secret to you. You read my heart like a pop up picture book. Seeming to understand more than I can convey in words. I’m meant for you. I can feel it in my bones. You’re meant for me. It makes perfect sense. Why else would my heart reach out so fervently? Especially after I tried all that time telling myself no. Telling myself I’d never meet up. I wonder what you thought. When I said no for so long. Then I wonder what you thought when I finally said I wanted to. (Even if it was just to touch your beard). (Like a weirdo). Then the first time we actually met up! It had been too long. Over 20 years do you realize that? In the pouring rain..I jumped in your car, you gave me a huge hug, then a long- awaited kiss. It felt like the most natural thing in the world. Like we should have crossed that bridge long ago. I’ll never forget the way you moved when I said “take what you want daddy” and the next thing I know, you’ve got me on my knees, chest pressed to the seat, a curtain of rain surrounding the van, as we try to make room in the cramped quarters. You end up flipping me on my back and burying your cock in my pussy to the balls. I loved watching your face, and when you asked me where to cum, and I said in me. I never wanted anything more. I held your face, touched your lips, and watched the ecstasy move through you. That was the best feeling ever. I wanted to drink it all in.
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8/12 You never cease to take my breath away my love. I always want to dig deeper into the conversations. To see if we are both on the same level of obsession.
8/13 Viking, you made my heart flip today sending me that voice message. To hear our names together is so beautiful. Makes my breath catch. I’ve listened to it over and over again. It soothes my soul. It ignites my body. It makes my mind a cottony dreamscape with delectable tendrils of excitement and passion running through my core. You have my heart in your strong hands. It’s never felt more safe. The way you weave your love into my soul makes me feel like I am flying into the night sky amongst millions of stars. I love you My Viking.
 
8/14 Húsbóndi you have well and truly conquered my heart. I love you to the point of distraction. To the point of no return. I love it. Our conversations go so easily from sexy to ordinary, and back to sexy. I’m letting more and more of my inner self out, and you’re making me feel more and more loved. One minute I’m asking which kind of dessert you’d prefer the next minute I’m envisioning eating it off your cock.
The way you get me, the babygirl that I am for you, no one else in my life would recognize. No one has ever seen me submissive. I can’t explain it either, because I never had to tell you it’s what I want. You sure did figure it out though. Play with my body Viking. Take what you want. Give me what you know I need, like only you can.
 
8/15 My Viking…I miss you so much. I need to kiss your lips. I need to delve my fingers into your beard, breathe your heady scent deeply, reinforcing the memory of your essence in my brain and soul. I need to be held and loved so passionately my breath leaves my body like vapor in the wind.
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I can’t wait to see you. I want you so badly daddy. I want to cum on your tongue and lips, with your fingers playing with my gspot like you did before. I need to feel the floaty sensation. I need to feel your presence. How you make me feel like I’m all yours. How you make me want to submit to you effortlessly. I crave your dominance my Viking.
8/16 Daddy I miss you. I need to be be held.. I need to relax into your embrace. You are so perfect for me. You may not even realize how perfect.
It’s so hard to not text you. I have very little control when it comes to the way I obsess over you. Quietly, in my own mind. It is my constant companion. “I miss Daddy. I wish daddy was here. Come here so I can rub my face against your beard and bury it in your chest as you wrap me up in your strong arms.” I obsess over you. I’ve evolved as a person. We all do. I used to hate beards. But I love yours. It may be because it’s attached to you. The shaved head beard combo give you the Viking look..and daddy that look in the picture the other day.. the almost dark, brooding look on your face from that angle. It was so intense. The lines of your face, the angle of the shot, the thick, long, delicious cock in the foreground. Given the conversation it was almost like you wanted to make sure I knew you own my soul. That I will belong to you one way or another. I want you to know that even though we can’t be together like we would like, you will have my heart forever my love.
Daddy I miss you and I want to hear your voice. I keep listening to the recordings I have. Looking at the pictures I’ve saved. Staving off the angst of not hearing your voice, or reading your messages. Listening to the voice clips, on full volume, with my eyes closed, as your voice coats my soul.
I need your hands on my body. I need your body so close to mine there is no stopping or starting of the other. Just a shared space in the moments of stolen time. Moments I treasure like a sacred gift. Sweet dreams amor.
 
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