I think about you all the time. I think about what you’re doing, how you’re doing, and how I can get you to stop whatever it is you’re doing, so you can talk to me. At night is when I really think about you. Not really relationship-type thinking although it’s there in the back of my mind. I think about all the times I could have driven over to your job or just casually popped up at your house. I think about all the times I laid in bed and thought of all the places we could fuck. All the places you could kiss me. All the places on my body I know you’d have fun with. The way I know you’d take your sweet time licking… sucking… fingering… and fucking my cunt or in your words “my pretty little pussy”.
Night after night I’ll grab my toys and suck them like it’s your dick in my mouth. Night after night, after reading you tell me how much you want to cum deep in me, I’d fuck myself with my fingers, wishing they were yours. I’d fuck myself with both of my toys, wishing it was you here fucking me and I can’t take it anymore. I can’t take not being able to sit on my knees and look up at you as you fuck my mouth nice and hard. I can’t take not being able to hear you moan in my ear or tell me how close you are. I can’t take not being able to cum all over your face because you’ve been eating me out all night. I can’t take it anymore.
I love the nights when I ask “can you control my toy for me?” and you say “of course baby girl.” or when I ask you “daddy can I cum? Please?” and you say “cum for me princess. ruin those sheets and cum for daddy.” but the nights I love the most is when you call me a slut or a whore and you tell me how much you want to fuck me like one. How much you want to bend me over and fuck me senseless. Fuck me until I’m coming all over your dick and you keep going. Keep fucking me through my orgasm until I start to feel another build-up and I’m screaming out your name “fuck Aaron, I’m gonna cum again. Oh my god I’m coming-” and you’d whisper in my ear “be a good girl for me.” or you’d tell me that you were about to cum too. I love hearing you talk, hearing you moan. I don’t know what I’d do if I heard you moan my name. I don’t know how I’d react.
Or maybe you’d fuck me in front of a mirror. just like I asked you to and whisper in my ear how much of a good girl I am. Tell me how badly you want to cum so deep inside me, cum on my face, cum in my mouth. I know you want it everywhere and so do i. I think about getting fucked in front of a mirror a lot. I like being able to see myself getting fucked from behind. I think I’d like to see the reactions you have when I squeeze my pussy around you. Or see how you’d react to me squirting all over you.
I think about how I’d take the red handcuffs out of my drawer and hand you them and the key. I could see myself sticking my hands out and jokingly saying “cuff me, officer. I’ve been a bad girl.” I can’t ever be serious, I’m sorry. I don’t know, I think you like it, my goofiness. But I could see you getting frustrated with it and getting angry. I could see you spanking my ass and slapping my pussy for being bad; for not being serious. You’d slap my pussy thinking it’s a punishment when in reality each slap is just getting me closer and closer to coming on your hands, on your fingers. You’d spank me, giving each ass cheek its own special attention. I could imagine you sliding your hand down to my pussy and dragging your finger through it. I could imagine you gasping in my ear and whispering to me “such a fucking slut, I knew you’d like that.”
I could see myself getting pushed down. Your hand on top of my head as you make me kneel down and you just rest the tip on my tongue. But, I could also see you slamming me up against the wall and fucking me. Pinning me to the floor and fucking me. Sitting me on the kitchen counter and wrapping my legs around you while you lean your forehead on mine, grip my hair tightly, stare me in my eyes, and whisper to me how fucking good my pussy feels on you. Whisper to me that you needed it as badly as I did. Whisper to me “can I cum in *my* pussy baby? *My* pretty fucking slutty pussy?”
It’s like I’m watching us on a video. I can see so perfectly what’s happening. Almost like I’m in the room with us and it hasn’t even happened yet. Such vivid images pop up in my mind whenever I daydream about getting fucked by you. Both your hands on the sides of my head as you just fuck my mouth, fuck my throat. My hands cuffed behind my back, craving feeling your skin on my fingers. Craving your lips on mine, your fingers in my mouth, in my pussy. I need it so bad you don’t even know.
I don’t want to expose myself here but I’m going to. I’d let you tie me up, handcuff me to your bed. Each hand and each foot on every corner of the bed. Blindfold me too. I’d let you rip every single piece of clothing off my body and leave me naked. It’d scare the fuck out of me but I’d let you do it.
I would beg you fuck my pussy for however long you want. Just use me. Use my body how you like. It’s been a while since I let anyone do it and I’ve told you time and time again… I need it. Desperately. Be your own personal little fucking cumslut. Take all your cum however you want me to and wherever you want it.
I could only imagine how nice your tongue would feel against my clit, against my pussy. Eagerly licking up all the cum on my cunt like it’s the last meal you’ll ever eat. How much longer do I have to wait? How much longer until I’m standing in front of you, nervous and shy as fuck, but ready to do whatever you ask? How much longer until I get the opportunity to tie you up? To show you how it really feels to be teased and edged. I’m just waiting. Maybe I’d tease you so much I’d hear you whisper “please let me cum, I need to cum so bad princess.” and I’d tell you how much of a good boy you were for letting me make you cum three times. I’d tell you how much of a good boy you were for letting your baby girl show how it’s really supposed to be done.
Last night I just kept looking at all the pictures you sent me. All the videos and fuck, they all made my pussy throb so bad. Hearing you moan out “ fuck” and “oh god” while watching you cover your hand in your cum. How can you be so quiet and be so nasty; so kinky all at the same time? I don’t think you really know how much I dream about the day I get to fuck you. The day when I can finally press my lips to yours because it’s all I’ve been craving since the day I told you I liked you. I guess this is me telling you everything I think about, I’m too pussy to say it to you.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lnrfuu/i_cant_take_it_anymore