It's after 4 in the morning.
I'm alone.
I'm on my big, comfy bed, staring at the ceiling and fantasizing about you.
I can't sleep.
I can't cum.
(WTF is THAT about??!?)
I eye my cell on the night-stand.
Hmmm.
I could take a chance....fire off a quick text...it's earlier there, and this is the weekend after all...
Tempting.
Dangerous too.
"Danger" is certainly more appealing to me than it used to be.
I blame you.
You taught me how truly fucking exciting the thrill of alllllmost but not quite getting caught can be.
That damn fantasy of yours....the one where you are fucking me from behind, and you make me call him and try to act innocent?
Yeah, that one.
That was the one that shoved me off the cliff.
Mmmmm......a random, middle-of-the-night naughty text telling you how badly I want your thick cock inside me....
I reach for my phone.
I type that I ache for you.
That I hunger for you.
That I deserve to be punished for being such a naughty little slut...your naughty little slut.
I text a paragraph that is absolutely, positively FILTHY.
I feel myself slipping in to that "other" world...my secret fantasy world, where we fuck each other's brains out multiple times each day...
I drop the phone on my bed, close my eyes, and become completely lost in you.
You are fucking me soooooo good in my mind.
I imagine your voice, telling me what a good little slut I am, telling me to take it harder, harder, harder.
Mmmmmm.....I'm in the mood to fight you.
I begin to buck against you, trying to throw you off. Angry sex. Mmmmmm yes... You know I like it rough. You know I like to feel "conquered".
You growl, grab my wrists, hold me down, and pound my pussy even harder.
I'm panting...moaning...screaming your name, begging you first for mercy, and then for the love of god, DON'T STOP.
I can tell you are close to orgasming. Your breathing has changed. You're making those sounds....I love those sounds...
Please, please baby, give me your cum. Cum inside me, cum with me. PLEASE. Shoot your cum deep inside my pussy while I cum on your thick cock. PLEASE!
My orgasm rushes through my body and mind. I cry out your name as my body vibrates and twitches and pulses...
I lay limply on my bed, fingers still lightly dancing across my clit.
Mmmmm.....aftershock....I heart aftershocks.......
I feel myself calming down, my breathing begins to normalize.
And I find....I am back to where I was twenty or so minutes ago.
Sprawled out on my big comfy bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking of you.
I suspect the expression on my face has changed a bit.... ;)
I turn on my side, and imagine your body curled around mind.
Bliss.
I scrunch around a bit, getting comfy, and manage to run in to my forgotten cell phone.
I read my unsent text. Damn, I am such a perv! I laugh and save it to my drafts. Perhaps I will send it to you next week.
I reach for the laptop, log in to the secret site I haven't touched in months, and write this post for you.
xo
Sunday, March 16, 2008
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