Dreaming of you

 
It’s been days since I’ve last been with him. His voice still ringing in my ears, his words still pounding in my veins. His touch, the way he tastes, the scent of his skin, everything. Fuck, I want him again, I need him again. My mind drifts to that night, oh that summer September night. He lay on top of me, hand firmly around my throat, kissing my mouth, hard. I knew in that instant, that the animal inside of him wanted to be let loose, he wanted to come out and play, to ravish my body and tame his hunger. It was him that was in complete and total control of me. I wanted him inside of me, deep inside as far as he can be, deep in my pussy, taking me fast and hard, making me cum again and again. I kissed him back, hard. Anything he wanted, I wanted to give him, anything, and everything. He had my mind spinning, thoughts twisting me inside out, turning me upside down. Just the thought of us makes me want to climb the walls. I wasn’t sure what was coming next, but I wanted more. I wanted to just submit everything I had in me to him.

He bites my bottom lip making me gasp, feeling his tongue darting in to play with mine. He finally releases me, only to pull me down to the edge of the bed by my ankles. Standing there before me, his eyes never leave my own, it was almost as if he was seeing the deepest parts of me, like he could see the bad girl lying before him, wanting to be his whore. I watch him as he begins to masturbate, stroking the length of his cock, reaching down to squeeze his balls, jerking so hard. I watch his eyes move down to my pussy before closing, shooting his hot cum all over me, spraying my body. Pulling my feet apart, spreading my legs as wide as they will go, he ties my ankles to each post of the bed. My skirt falls back on my thighs, exposing my drenched pink panties, heat runs through my body. I can feel the ache in my nipples as they grow even harder. I close my eyes as his fingers trace over my aching heat, the sheer fabric the only thing between us. He leans down, and I can feel his breath upon the inside of my thighs. Running his tongue up and down my warm skin, his finger tracing the outline of my panties, up and down. I can feel the wetness slowly trickling down to my ass. He moves from one leg to the other, teasing me, gently nibbling, knowing I want more, that I NEED more, I crave him. Pushing the fabric to the side, he slides two fingers between my lips, my back arches and moans fill the air. I can feel my heart beating in my throat and the ache pulsates in my clit. My walls firmly grip his fingers, warm juices coat him. Moving my hips back and forth, begging him for more, I want to be fucked. Bent over, naked, dripping wet and fucked so hard. He moves his fingers faster and faster in and out of me, Oh the sounds of my sweet pussy and his fingers makes me want to scream, he brings me to the edge but stopping before I can completely cum and squirt all over him. His fingers move down and slip into my tight ass and slowly start to finger my hole, slowly at first, in and out His warm mouth finds my swollen pussy, parting my lips with his tongue, he finds my clit. Licking me up and down, sucking on my clit and fingering my ass at the same time. I’ve never felt so much fucking pleasure all at once until now, until I felt this heat rush through every vein in my body, completely taking over me. I felt my legs start to quiver; my back arched and I began to cum all over his mouth, squirting onto his tongue, screaming his name over and over again. My pussy pulsating with every thrust of my hips. Fuck me, I’ve never in my life squirted my cum like I did with him that day. It was the most erotic and intense pleasure I’ve ever had in my life.

 

I heard the phone ringing in the other room and slowly faded back in to reality. I smile knowing what he does to me is insane.  As I stand up, I slide my hand down between my legs feeling my soaked thighs. Still drifting in and out of thoughts of you, I push my panties to the side and slide my fingers between my smooth lips, and begin to finger myself. Plunging in and out of myself, as deep as I can go, hard and fast. My walls clamping down on my fingers. Rocking my hips back and forth, fucking my fingers, only stopping to tap my pussy several time as my cum gushes out. My sweet pussy pulsating as every last drop runs down my legs. I drift back to thoughts of you, knowing that if you were here, you would lick me clean.