Onward
I have had a long weekend trying to get caught up on the studying. My heart just isn't in it. The sun has shone today and all I could think of was laying on a nice warm beach roasting my body. My mind keeps drifting to the feel of your hands rubbing warm oil into my skin and my nipples begin to crinkle and my pussy to get moist and I am gone. No more studying for me.
I think about how nice it would feel to have you laying next to me, the smell of your body tickling my nose, the heat of your skin teasingly close. As I envision the thickening of your cock, I slide my hands down between my legs and begin a slow circular massage. My clit throbs and I can feel my pussy begin to twitch in anticipation of the hard stroking it knows is to come. As one long nailed finger slips between my lips, I spread my legs and start to writhe. My hand seeks and finds the magic button and tugging and pulling gently, I feel my orgasm begin to build. I think about you and how it would feel to wrap my hand around your cock, stroking till the first few drops of your cum begin to flow from the head. I imagine how I would reach down and lick them off, savoring the taste in my mouth. I tremble with the thought of how you would react to the feel of my mouth sliding over the head of your cock. The touch of my nails raking gently against your firm balls, the thrill of my tongue whipping in a frenzy over your hardness. And the taste, the taste of your hot cum as it shoots down my throat, as I licked and swallowed each drop, sucking till you are dry.
As I think all these things I begin to cum, and my climax is thunderous. I scream, and moan, sliding two fingers into my cunt and fucking myself. But these sad substitutes hardly do in lieu of your hard cock. My orgasm breaks in waves over my body. My nipples are so hard they hurt and the bed is drenched.
Finally, it subsides and panting, I realize I am alone. I sigh softly, but at least I have the memory of what we would do if there were less miles between us Just a thought, baby. Perhaps you will read this and touch yourself, knowing I am thinking of you when I do the same.
Kaj.