[FM] Fantasising about a Redditor

Didn’t know where else to pour these thoughts so I’m formulating them into a story. One which I hope with all my heart will come true one day, but for now remains a fantasy. Thank you in advance for reading this. xx

You came into my life when I least expected it. Both of us just wanted a hookup; we’d traded pics and agreed that we were insanely attracted to each other’s bodies, but we realised how compatible we also were in so many other ways as we got to know each other better. Unfortunately, as life would have it, circumstances made it impossible for us to be anything.

Even though I know that now, I can’t help feeling the way I do about you. You’re always on my mind — when I’m cooking dinner after a long day, when my mind is wandering aimlessly on a quiet day at work, ~~even when~~ *especially* when I’m stripping off my clothes and stepping into the shower. My body yearns for you, even when I’m not awake. Some mornings I’ll wake up not realising that I had been humping my blankets, or that my hand had somehow wandered under my panties. My fingers would be fully soaked, covered in my juices from dreaming about you, probably. I never remember these dreams, but I know that you’re always the first thought that comes to mind.

I recall this one morning where I woke up **extremely** horny. Now, that hasn’t happened to me in months, since my libido’s dipped a bit due to general life stress. Yet somehow, I woke up with my face planted in my pillow, ass up in the air, one hand pulling my panties to the side while the other squeezed my ass and fingered my pussy. That was completely new for me, and I was quite surprised at myself, but obviously also super turned on. It amazes me how you drive me insane without even trying. Whenever I’m touching myself, I always think of you. I try to recall those delicious pictures of you that you sent to me previously, and I regret never asking if I could’ve saved them for future reference. I think about your strong arms, wonder how they’d feel gliding over my body and touching every inch of me. I think of those fingers, teasing my nipples and circling my clit as you kiss my neck. I think of that glorious cock, stiff as a pole and begging for attention. I can’t help but imagine myself on my knees, licking and sucking on the tip, tasting your precum on my tongue while maintaining eye contact with you. I remember your beautiful smile too, and I know you’d smile at me just like that if you saw what a good girl I could be for you.

I imagine you playing with my soft hair, telling me how good it feels to have your cock in my mouth. Hearing that excites me further, and I start sucking you harder and deeper, eliciting deep moans from you. You’re a gentleman through and through, but I feel your grip tighten around my head as you push me as far down as I can take you. I start gagging and tearing up, and you stop to make sure I’m okay, but I just give you a quick nod and get back to work. I’m intoxicated by the taste of your cock, and nothing can distract me from making you feel good now.

After a few minutes of me building a steady rhythm, you pull me up and spin me around, saying how badly you need to fuck me. My pussy is more than ready at this point, and I get on all fours as you plant little kisses on my butt cheeks. You position yourself behind me, and rub your cock along my wet slit. I hate that you’re teasing me like this, but it also leaves me dripping wet so I can’t exactly complain. You then push the tip into me slowly, savouring every single second as my pussy lips clamp tightly around your cock. When you’re fully inside me, you pause for awhile, and it feels real good, like out-of-this-world good. You start building up your pace, and soon you’re fucking me so hard that your balls are slapping my clit and my moans get a little wilder. We decide to switch to missionary, so I lie on my back and get comfortable.

I know lots of people don’t like missionary because it’s “boring” or “too intimate”, but I think if you can’t enjoy the basic things, then that’s kinda sad. And with the immense feelings that we have for each other, it’s the perfect position. You slide into me with ease and lean down to kiss me. I wrap my legs around you and every thrust just hits deep inside me, not in a “omg it’s hurting my cervix” way, but a “wtf it’s like his cock belongs inside me” way. Every time we lock eyes in between kisses, it’s like I’m falling for you even harder, and I appreciate every bit of who you are as a person, and it makes me want to be yours even more. Who knew one could have such wholesome thoughts during sex? After some time, you let me know that you’re not gonna last much longer. Obviously I’m excited to hear this, and I request that you cum on my body, and coat these tits that you seem to love so much. Hearing that pushes you over the edge, and you pull out just in time to explode all over my chest. You cum so hard that some of it even splatters onto my face. As you lean back to revel in the sight of your masterpiece, I use my fingers to scoop some of your cum off my belly, and suck on them while looking innocently at you. You smile so widely and chuckle a little, and that warms my heart right up.

You see, even when I’m not talking to you, I’m thinking about you nonstop. I don’t know how you feel about me, but I’m still crazy about you. I just hope that you’d still give me a chance one day, because I know that we’d have so much fun together and you could make this dream come true for me.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/dp5tsl/fm_fantasising_about_a_redditor