I was overwhelmed, tired and brain-dead. Between stress from learning the new job and the potty training my stubborn little one, I was on my last nerve.
I decided to hide away and take a long steamy shower. It felt incredible but I couldn’t shake off the anxious feeling of dread. I just couldn’t relax and enjoy the moment. I missed my sweetheart deeply but he was still at work. I was in desperate need of his touch and a much needed fuck. I closed my eyes and glided my hands over my body the way he does. Trying to imitate how he feels me. It felt good but nothing like the real deal. I slowly squeeze my breasts and sighed. I imagined it was him behind me, kissing my neck, fondling and squeezing what was his. He’s very attentive so I knew he would see my stressed state and he’d be softly telling me sweet and encouraging things in my ear. He knew how to make me melt and focus on only him and I.
I needed to feel him. I could feel my nipples harden. My breathing was getting faster. I knew his thick hard shaft would be pressing against my ass. He turned me on so damn much. I ran my fingers down and started to gently pull and play with the tuft of hair above my pussy. I almost could feel his hand on me. I gently tugged on the hair so my clit was showing. The warm water felt amazing running over my exposed clit as I began to rub it. God I wanted him there. I slid my finger further. It was hot and slick between my lips. I was soaked. I took that wetness and coated my swollen clit with it. I went back to rubbing and used more pressure. I shivered from the pleasure. I continued my fantasy. I knew he’d be holding me in place. Making sure I was still while he toyed with me. I had goosebumps all over my flushed body despite the hot shower.
I almost didn’t want to cum. I know he would’ve edged me. Make me savor and wait a little bit longer until ectasy. Just that thought of his control and approval pushed me over the edge. My body began to quake. I rubbed furiously and grinded against my fingers. I braced against the shower wall and yelled a silent scream. My body was completely tensed as my pussy throbbed from the orgasm. Work and all of my other troubles were completely wiped from my mind. All I could think about was how my body felt in that moment and my sweetheart. My body almost collapsed when the ride ended. As I slowly lowered myself to shower floor, I laid there. I was breathless and still shaking. Floating. It was exactly what I needed. I had felt such a release. I sighed and smiled a big goofy smile. I wanted more. Then I heard my sweetheart come home… Round 2.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y2ygmq/f_thinking_about_your_touch
Dude did you write this in python