I want him so bad that I’m touching myself… [F]

I am currently sitting at home, waiting impatiently for my fiance to come home. I came home a couple of hours early because, honestly, I just wasn’t feeling it today. So I’m home, alone, with nothing in particular on my to-do list…

I am naked. I’ve shut all of the drapes except for the ones in our bedroom that look over our backyard and the skyline in the distance. It’s still light out- the sun is bathing the treetops with a warm, orange glow. It’s absolutely serene.

All I can think about is him. I love my man so much. I’m laying in bed just wondering how I got to be so lucky? Everything about him just electrifies me, jolts me awake, as if I have been propelled into a different dimension. He completes me- he is the soft pillow on which I rest my head. He is my protector. I never fear when he is with me. He is strong and calm, always. His arms are always ready to scoop me up and carry me away. His legs, muscular and sturdy, prop us both up when I haven’t the strength to take another step. His lips breathe new life in me when I feel like I have nothing left to give. Because of him, my cup never empties. It overflows with joy and a pleasure I’ve never known until he found me.

My hands are gliding all over my body. I want him on top of me. I want to wrap my legs around him and bury my face in his chest. I want to hear his ragged breathing in my ears as he unbuckles his belt… Oh god, I love him so much. I can’t help but be overwhelmed by it all. I catch myself thinking of his magnificent body at work at least once a day. It’s hard to ignore when my thighs ache from a long session with him the night before. Occasionally I have to take a break in the locker room at my work gym, and I’ll send him suggestive photos telling him how much I love the things he does to me.

I’m wet. I dip my finger into the hot wetness and begin to gently rub my clit. I’m going soft and slowly, I don’t want to arouse myself too much. I want to be ready for him when he comes home in the next 30 minutes or so. I’m going to keep a slow, steady pace for him. I like to surprise him with me touching myself when he comes home sometimes. And all of those times, I was definitely doing it because I was aroused and wanted him to be aroused… but this time is different. It’s almost like meditating. It’s a need more than a romantic gesture. I can’t help it. I feel like I’m going to burst from this pent up energy. My mind is buzzing, an erotic high that I am happy to be lost in. I look to my right where the mirrored closet doors are. I can see my reflection- legs spread wide, breasts plump and ready for his mouth to explore. I love it when he plays with my nipples with his tongue. He’s a master at swatting my breasts just hard enough for it to make me beg for more. I hope he swats them when I get on my knees for him today…

I have to stop for a couple minutes. I’m getting too wet. If I keep this up, I’ll cum too fast when he comes home. I already know what he will do when he finds me here on the bed. His face will immediately drop into my lap, and his hands will spread my legs far apart, allowing him all the room he needs to bury his tongue inside my pussy. I’ll run my fingers through his hair. I’ll push him lower so he can lick from the top of my clit all the way down to my ass… I want him to gently push his finger into my butt. The mere THOUGHT of it is making me so wet.

Should I put the butt plug in? I’m starting to think I should. I am so hot and horny right now that I’m sure I’m going to squirt at least twice tonight. I hope he’s not too tired to try anal. It’s difficult for me to do sometimes because he’s so thick… but oh god it feels so dirty and so wrong. I just HAVE to have it. I have never felt such a satisfaction than when he tries to stuff that monster inside of my tight little ass. The moans that escape him when the head goes in… dear god. And when the shaft is gliding deeper into me is enough to make me cum. But when his hands find my hair and pull me closer to him, DEEPER into me, I can’t control myself.

I’m dripping now. I’m sure this is a sight to behold. Sometimes I wonder if this is normal? But then I remind myself that not only is this normal, it’s very healthy. I am glad that my love and I have such a close bond. I’ve got the butt plug now. I’ve lubed it up. Should I do it? Oh god I have to, don’t I? Mmmm…

Yes. I need it. But I have to stand up to do it. I’m still so tight back there. I have to put my knee up on a chair, bend forward, and spread my cheeks. I think I’ll do that in front of the only windows that don’t have their drapes shut. I’m a bit of a risk taker when I get especially horny. Nothing crazy or illegal, no one would be able to see me in here unless they were looking for a show. I’ve pulled the office chair to the window, and am bending over…

Mmmmm… the sudden flood of euphoria I feel is orgasmic. My fingers have found my clit again as I roll my hips side to side. I’m dripping. My clit is hot and hard. I’m panting and moaning into the calm silence of my house. Where is he? I want him to push my plump breasts against the window and shove his engorged cock into my waiting pussy. I can’t handle being without him much longer. I might wait in front of the door on my knees with my mouth open. I want to spoil him as much as he spoils me. Really, he deserves it. He is too good to me. In EVERY way.

I’ve decided to position our arm chair in front of the door. Im sitting on it, legs apart, playing with myself as gently as possible. I haven’t texted him since I got naked. I decided not to tell him anything other than “please come home asap” to which he replied “ok, is everything ok?” No, my love, everything is not okay. I need you. I want you. I can’t function again until you are moving inside of me. I refuse to do anything before you fill me up with your cum.

I’m dripping down the inside of my thigh now. My breathing is heavy. My breasts are bouncing with delight as my fingers explore. I can feel the bulge of the butt plug from inside of my vagina. The tightness of it pushing deep into me makes me edge like no other. I hope he’s ready for a long night. This will definitely be picture-worthy. I hope he video records the cream pie aftermath. He likes to use those videos for when he needs to masturbate. It makes me feel so sexy and proud when he does that… And now the gentle sounds of my drenched vag is muffled by the sound of his car driving into our gravel driveway.

He’s home! At last! Wish me luck! <3

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