Alone With My Thoughts

Today was my day off and I had hoped to spend some time with Jack, but as he had to leave for business for several days I am feeling fustrated and disappointed.

My mood lately is one of the insatiable, so lying here alone and horny I look down across my naked flesh and see the marks you left after last nights passionate session.. Passion bites you call them. All over my inner thighs and on my breasts, my neck and bum. You left no part of me untouched, I can still smell your scent on the pillow, inhaling the musky male fragrance that is uniquely yours. My fingers reach to my breasts, loving the way they harden just from the scent of you near me.

My mind takes me back, I can feel your lips on my thighs, sucking as your hand pleasures me, sliding inside of my body and rubbing me in deliciously hard strokes, teasing then pleasing. And finally your tongue licking me relentlessly until I was shaking from the multiple releases you brought me to.

I realise my own hand has slid between my legs, as I softly massage remembering your lips at my breast, sucking my nipples until they were tender and swollen, before you impaled me with your throbbing cock bringing me to a slow deep orgasm.

My own fingers slide inside my folds, smoothing the wetness of lats nights memories, they find around the silky skin there, teasing the tight distended flesh of my clit. My head rests back upon my pillow and I sigh as sensations evoke even more memories.

I imagine you above me, gazing intently into my eyes as you continue to stroke me with your hardness, slow and deep, and I see the lust in your eyes, the love you felt for me, mixed with the physical pleasure our bodies gave to each other. And when you could restrain no more, you brought me with you, to join with you in a shattering climax. It was then you marked my neck, in the aftermath of that sweet joining. Your mouth sucking deeply, tasting my skin, enjoying my flavor.

My fingers slide deeper inside of myself, keeping a slow rhythm that raises the beating of my heart and quickens my breath. The heel of my palm presses against my clit, the pressure brings such incredible pleasure.

I remember sleeping, spooned against you, your arms around me making me feel safe and loved. And I woke to the feel of your hands on my breasts, pinching my aroused nipples into hard buds. I drift slowly, enjoying the feeling of arousal that was silently stealing through my body. Your lips were on my neck, your hot breath sending shivers across my skin. Your hardness pressing against me from behind. I soon feeling you rub something on me, something warm and oily, along my ass and forward between my thighs, your rough hands smoothing over my body with firm strokes. My breathing quickened as my body came more fully awake. Then you enter me from behind, stroking inside my silky moist walls, as the weight of your body presses me into the bed, hands stroking.

My other hand kneads my breasts teasing my sensitive nipples, imagining you were stroking and gently sqeezing them, my body becoming tense, straining for release, my hips buck as the slow waves of orgasm start to rise..

I imagine you pulling my hips up from behind and spreading my cheeks, rubbing more oil into the tight skin you found staring at you, your hands rubbing that tight pink hole, then a finger sliding inside. I gasped loudly from the pressure of it, the pleasure of it, and then I felt you pressing your length into me. I gasped from the burn of skin stretched too far, called your name, begged you to stop but not wanting you too. You push in forcefully and I nearly screamed from it as you impaled me with your thick cock. Then you pulled from me and plunged again, and again.

I quickened my own touch and reached for the dildo I had beside me, sliding it into my wetness easily. I plunged it deep, as if it were you plunging inside me. Reaching for the controls, I flicked the button and strong vibrations began to flood my body, as I firmed my strokes and let my vibrator go deeper, tilting my hips to meet my own thrusts, as my hands pulled at my sore, achy nipples.

I had started to relax, the dildo is you as you ram your cock into me and take your own pleasure from my body. I push my hips back towards you, meeting your plunging hardness, your hands on my hips guiding me. My own hands between my thighs teasing, squeezing my clitoris until I give in to the pleasure exploding with deep spasms all through out my body.

My body arched from the bed. I slammed the toy hard into me as my fingers rubbing in tight hard circles around my most sensitive flesh. Stars flash behind my eyes and my whole body stiffened, then trembled, as thoughts continued to float through my mind of hot bodies sliding against one another, whispered words and wet kisses.

Slowly the climax eases, leaving only small spasms, then eventually peace. I left the toy inside of me as I slept, imagining it to be you, letting my mind weave even more pictures of our joinings, and hoping to wake again with more thoughts of your loving touch.

I am so eager for you to come home to me.