Clit aches for your touch!
Clit is starting to get tingly. Mmm, baby, I miss you. I hate that you’re so far away… But I know you like it when I play with myself for you. Don’t you? Would you take that gorgeous cock out and stroke it for me, get it nice and hard for me? That way we can play together…
I don’t have to do much to get wet when I’m thinking of you. A slow trace of my hands across the silky skin of my stomach, rising up to my breasts, where I tease my nipples into hardness.
If you were here, I’d make you take your turn, push your head down between my thighs and show you just how I want you to eat me out. Tell you how deep I want it, how gentle or how fast. But instead, I slowly, sensually, slide my fingers down my belly to touch that aching, wanting clit. I give it a few slow circles, wishing it was your tongue building that sweet tension inside.
I pull out my bedside toy, just the right size, not too small and not too large, with a little curve to hit my G-spot just perfectly and a beautiful fat cockhead that reminds me of you. It’s not quite as good as a hot-blooded, warm, real cock with that perfect combination of velvet skin and iron hardness, but since you’re not here, it’ll have to do.
It slides right in, I’m so wet, and I slowly fuck myself with it, in and out, building the pleasure with long, slow strokes, purring in satisfaction as the feeling of getting fucked starts to overtake me. My back arches off the bed, my hips drive into the toy, and my other hand returns to my clit.
I imagine it’s your cock pounding me into the bed. Your strong hands on my body, and you whispering dirty things as I fuck you back, hard. I almost lose control of the strokes, moving faster and faster. Sparking new fires of pleasure that run along each nerve and my pussy juices spill down my thighs.
Oh, God, baby, I’m gonna come for you.
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