Imagine

Like every other day, it’s been stressful as fuck. So, I decided to take some pictures. I plugged in my flat iron and started searching for my clothes. I decided on just a lingerie photoshoot. Why not? I look at my phone and still no text from him.

Is he coming home anytime soon? I feel like this is later than he usually stays at work. I hope he’s okay. I stare at myself in the mirror and I start fixing my hair.

When I finished I looked over myself and fuck, I look good. I start taking my pictures and in between some of them, I check my phone. Over. And over.

After my pictures are done, I still keep my phone propped up on the stand. In the last pose, I was on my knees and then I had spread my thighs wide open. I still had my camera app open and when I looked up I gasped. “Fuck, why do I look good?” The way I’m sitting is a perfect angle to ride someone. I started to whisper out loud to myself. “Imagine riding him like this. One hand wrapped around his throat. The other tied up with mine. Fuck-“

I place my hands in those positions on the floor. I look to my side and I catch a glimpse of my mirror and I begin to my hips. I slightly closed my eyes as I tried to imagine him writhing underneath me because I’m fucking his cock so good.

At that thought, my eyes shut and my mouth dropped open. I pretended to fuck him like he was here and I loved watching myself do it. I opened my eyes and I slowly looked over my body. I did a double-take when I noticed a very small puddle forming underneath me.

“Oh fuck-“ I look at the mirror again and I try to think of another position where I would look good. “Maybe if I… yeah, yeah, wow. I look so good on top holy shit.” I faced the mirror and I pretended as I was riding him and facing the mirror.

I could imagine him watching as I lifted myself up and down over his cock. I could imagine him watching my push drip onto him, onto the floor, onto his cock. I tried to think of what he would say and I imagined him saying “look at my baby. Fucking my cock and watching herself do it. God-“ my eyebrows furrowed at the thought of him saying that. It felt so fucking good to sit there and pretend to fuck him.

I threw my head back as more and more images started coming to mind. I let my imagination run wild. “Oh fuck… I need a toy or something.” I get up off the floor but not without falling first. Fuck, my knees can’t take that shit.

I get on my bed and I grab my toys. I get in the same position but it feels better. My knees are cushioned now. I put one of my toys underneath me and I slid down on it. My mouth dropped open and I smiled slightly at the feeling.

Feels so fucking good to be filled up. I closed my eyes again and I tried to imagine something else. There are endless scenarios and I can’t think of one. I try to focus on one act and I decide on watching him masturbate. I think back to the many times I caught him masturbating and I start moving my hips.

I imagined him sitting in front of me as I slid my wet pussy up and down this toy. I imagined him sitting there stroking his cock watching me fuck myself for me. The more I met my imagination run wild the more I could feel myself get closer and closer to coming.

I thought of how it would look to see him cum in front of me. His eyebrows furrowing and his chest slightly getting that pink tinge. His eyes stayed locked on mine as he struggled to keep them open. His mouth in that “o” position for what seemed like an eternity as he came all over his chest and abs.

“Can you come lick this up for me princess?” The thought of him wanting me to lick the cum off him makes me buck my hips so hard against the toy. “Oh god I’m gonna cum-“ I closed my eyes as I started to see myself on my knees, crawling across the bed to where he’s sitting. I could see myself placing my hands on his knees and looking up at him as I stuck my tongue out and licked up every drop of his cum.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck-“ I open my eyes slightly to grab another toy. I reach for my vibrator and I turn it on, placing it right on my clit. I cry out at the sensation and fuck I’m so close. Shit.

I turn the vibrator up to the highest setting and I feel my chest cave in. “Oh my god, oh my…” I open my eyes to look down at myself and I swear I saw something at the door. But of course, I don’t look. I throw my head back as I feel my orgasm approaching.

My eyes shoot open when I feel myself right at the edge. “Oh my god, I’m coming, oh fuck-“ my eyes shift around and they catch shoes. My eyes shoot up and I see him standing at the door.

My eyes widen and my mouth drops in shock. But then my orgasm rushes into me and my eyes roll to the back of my head as I fall onto the bed. My body convulsing and shaking at the feeling of my orgasm a d at the feeling of the vibrator still going. I don’t hear any footsteps or any creaks on the floor. All I have the energy to do is shift my eyes to the door.

He’s just standing there. Now his eyes locked on the position I’m in now. I can see his jaw clenching from here and I look down to see his fist balled up. Fuck.

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