Ghosts cumming back to haunt me.
Ghosts from the past seem to always be cumming back to haunt us. Most are very unwelcomed. However, I have one that I still dream about coming back to haunt me. At least I think it’s a dream. It always feels so real. I lay in bed tossing and turning. I can’t get comfortable. Thoughts going through my mind, of course they are all dirty and filled of him who was taken from me and this world way too early. He used to make me feel so good. His hands and mouth I swear was magical. Then the ach between my legs begins. First it is a dull ach then builds and builds until I have to do something to relieve it. I am so tired but there is no way I can fall asleep now.
I begin rubbing myself on the outside of my panties. I can feel myself get wet as my panties grow moist. I close my eyes and slip my hand inside my silk panties and find my clit. I rub it slow and genital. I suddenly feel a chill. I laugh a little because now my pussy is burning hot but my body is chilled to the bone. I don’t mind it much since all I can think about is my soaking wet, aching pussy. I slip 2 fingers in my tight pussy and begin pumping. I get lost in my thoughts and how my body feels but I can’t seem to finish the job. Then something seems to take over. I go into a state of euphoria. It’s like an out of body experience.  I can see me laying there and him, his head between my legs, devouring me. My legs pulled up as he is eating me from clit to ass and back again. His fingers are working in and out of me, hitting that sweet spot.  I begin shaking with the buildup of an orgasm. He pulls his head back just a little as I begin squirting all over. His mouth open greedily tasting all the juices he can catch.  I am cumming so hard.  My body convulses with aftershocks. I wake with a jump, sitting up in bed in a puddle of my own cum. Everything soaking wet except my hands. There is no way I have done this to myself. I have not been able to get off like that since he died.
tonight?
