lasciviously_yours
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A Story
Wish you Were Here
I prepared for bed last night exhausted, but still burning from your touch. The brief encounter between us continues to be etched in my mind. I hold on to the feeling of the weight of your fingers on my leg. I am still feeling you slowly caressing the soft, gray, flannel of my skirt, sending chills of passion and hunger down my spine, and willing you to reach farther. Wishing you to explore deeper with your fingers, knowing that first entrance would send me over the edge. I left you wanting more but knowing that time will build my growing need for you, my need to feel you inside me.
You have left my body at a heightened state of awareness, just on the brink of boiling over. Every smell is like an assault, every taste exploding in my mouth, every inch of my skin a bundle of nerves begging for touch.
I fall into bed wanting sleep to come quickly, but it does not. I cannot get your touch out of my mind. I start to drift and begin to think of all the encounters that can be possible between us as we embark on to the next level.
As my mind runs through dozen of scenarios, all with you and your touch as the common thread, my hands begin to wander across my body.
First, up across my neck, thinking of your hot breath that I have yet to feel there. I move slowly, feeling every sensation of your/me as I direct my hands to do your bidding.
I move my/your hands down to my breasts. Slowly kneading each one. With the feeling of my/your hands on me, I move my hips up to meet what I know is not there. I begin to pull at my nipples causing them to grow and become hard. I pull up on of my breasts and wrap my/your mouth around the hardness. I gently suck, thinking of your mouth there. I/you start to suck harder and then I/you bite, sending shocks of pain and heat across me. My hips start moving up and down faster in a desperate search of you. I/you quickly move to pleasuring the second nipple, I know I am close to exploding and want to extend the feeling of absolute pleasure I/you have to offer me.
With my clit matching the hardness of my nipples and the wetness inviting, I grab my vibrator out of the small table beside my bed.
I turn it on and run it down between my breasts, around and across each nipple and down my stomach.
I touch the vibrator to my clit and the undulation of hotness, of wanting, of needing is almost too much to control, but I know that I want to experience your hardness inside of me.
I can feel the weight of your body pressing on top of mine. I feel your hot breath on my face, your tongue exploring my mouth. My hips move up to meet your thrust. You pound yourself into me hard and fast. I think that I am going to come at once, so I beg you to slow down. With each pulling in and pulling out of your cock, I grow closer and closer. You engulf my nipple into your mouth as my hips continue to grind against you. The movement invites deeper and deeper momentum to your pounding and pulls me closer and closer to climax.
You pull your cock out of me and rub it along my clit. You tease me with it. You make me beg for you to continue to fuck me.
Again, you ram your hardness inside of me and it is too much. Fast slow, fast, fast slow. I breathe your name and tell you that I am coming. I scream out and a flash of heat and tingling pin-pricks run up and down my spine and all over my body. It is then that I realize that you too have sent your come into me. I shutter against your warm body and feel your wetness in between my legs.
I open my eyes and let my/your hands travel lightly once more over my stomach, wishing you were here.
Wish you Were Here
I prepared for bed last night exhausted, but still burning from your touch. The brief encounter between us continues to be etched in my mind. I hold on to the feeling of the weight of your fingers on my leg. I am still feeling you slowly caressing the soft, gray, flannel of my skirt, sending chills of passion and hunger down my spine, and willing you to reach farther. Wishing you to explore deeper with your fingers, knowing that first entrance would send me over the edge. I left you wanting more but knowing that time will build my growing need for you, my need to feel you inside me.
You have left my body at a heightened state of awareness, just on the brink of boiling over. Every smell is like an assault, every taste exploding in my mouth, every inch of my skin a bundle of nerves begging for touch.
I fall into bed wanting sleep to come quickly, but it does not. I cannot get your touch out of my mind. I start to drift and begin to think of all the encounters that can be possible between us as we embark on to the next level.
As my mind runs through dozen of scenarios, all with you and your touch as the common thread, my hands begin to wander across my body.
First, up across my neck, thinking of your hot breath that I have yet to feel there. I move slowly, feeling every sensation of your/me as I direct my hands to do your bidding.
I move my/your hands down to my breasts. Slowly kneading each one. With the feeling of my/your hands on me, I move my hips up to meet what I know is not there. I begin to pull at my nipples causing them to grow and become hard. I pull up on of my breasts and wrap my/your mouth around the hardness. I gently suck, thinking of your mouth there. I/you start to suck harder and then I/you bite, sending shocks of pain and heat across me. My hips start moving up and down faster in a desperate search of you. I/you quickly move to pleasuring the second nipple, I know I am close to exploding and want to extend the feeling of absolute pleasure I/you have to offer me.
With my clit matching the hardness of my nipples and the wetness inviting, I grab my vibrator out of the small table beside my bed.
I turn it on and run it down between my breasts, around and across each nipple and down my stomach.
I touch the vibrator to my clit and the undulation of hotness, of wanting, of needing is almost too much to control, but I know that I want to experience your hardness inside of me.
I can feel the weight of your body pressing on top of mine. I feel your hot breath on my face, your tongue exploring my mouth. My hips move up to meet your thrust. You pound yourself into me hard and fast. I think that I am going to come at once, so I beg you to slow down. With each pulling in and pulling out of your cock, I grow closer and closer. You engulf my nipple into your mouth as my hips continue to grind against you. The movement invites deeper and deeper momentum to your pounding and pulls me closer and closer to climax.
You pull your cock out of me and rub it along my clit. You tease me with it. You make me beg for you to continue to fuck me.
Again, you ram your hardness inside of me and it is too much. Fast slow, fast, fast slow. I breathe your name and tell you that I am coming. I scream out and a flash of heat and tingling pin-pricks run up and down my spine and all over my body. It is then that I realize that you too have sent your come into me. I shutter against your warm body and feel your wetness in between my legs.
I open my eyes and let my/your hands travel lightly once more over my stomach, wishing you were here.
