Every time I’m laying in bed, alone, I close my eyes and all I can think of is you. The way you light up my world when you smile at me. The way you smell when you use that perfume I bought you. Your perfect little laugh when I tell a dumb joke. The way your soft, smooth, warm skin feels against mine when we entwine our bodies together. The taste of your lips, the hot sweet wetness between your legs.
I think of you and I ache for you. I remember and I fantasize. I remember every touch, kiss, lick, and drink I’ve experienced of you. And I fantasize of every way I want all of you until the end of my days. Days unfolding into weeks that stretch into years of being able to pleasure and tease and fulfill our desires in a tangle of hot sweaty salty skin.
I dream of the day when we are together again. Past the fall of night, finally alone together after so long apart. The soft and slow deep kisses, a reunion of two lovers. The needy and breathless increase until all we can manage are moans and whispered “I missed you”s. The shared task of undressing each other, unwrapping each article of clothing like a long past due gift. Slipping your shirt over your head and reaching around to unclamp your bra. Letting your perfect, post pregnancy breasts hang free, swollen with sweet delicious milk. Unbuttoning your jeans and slowly sliding them down your wide hips. Enjoying the view of the lacy black thong, the dampness of your arousal evident. Taking you into my arms, our feverish bodies pressed against one another, closer than ever yet not feeling close enough.
One hand entwined in your long auburn hair, one caressing every inch of your creamy pale flawless skin. Layering kisses, licks, love bites, and gentle suck’s across your brow, down your jaw line, patiently tasting every inch of your neck and collarbone. Spinning you around, pressing my much taller and larger body against your small frame. Entwining our fingers and using both our hands to explore up and down the entire front of your body. First your shoulders, down your arms to your sensual childbearing hips, leaving one hand to rub across your thighs while the other works its way up the center of your stomach. Sliding right in between your two ripe breasts, full of sweet milk, grazing one of your luscious pink nipples. Twirling gentle circles around your areola with the occasional little pinch, enticing just a few drops of milk to bead at the very edge. The hand on your thighs moving in towards your center. My short smooth trimmed nails dragging across your smooth fresh pelvic mound. Inching ever lower. Finally reaching all the way down and cupping your dripping wet sex. The sensation of my rough warm hand cupping you completely. Index and ring finger on the outside of your labia, while my middle finger slowly slides into your soaking, tight, slick folds. Gliding ever so smoothly into your furnace of a pussy. In and out, teasing your entrance and finding my way up to your hooded clit before moving in gentle rhythmic circles. Losing myself to the change of your breathing, from soft and slow to faster moans and breathless panting. Feeling your legs tremble and your thighs clamp on my hand. Whispering into your ear the entirety of my love and desire for you. Holding you tight as a wave of euphoria washing through your entire body. And a thrill of lust flashes through mine for knowing that we had only just begun.
Once you’ve regained your balance, I gently yet firmly guide you over to the side of the bed. One hand on your hip and the other in between your shoulder blades, I bend you over until you are pressed into the cool soft sheets. With your legs shoulder width apart, from behind I can see your glistening pussy, dripping with your recent orgasm, and right above that is your perfect, tight, fresh asshole almost begging to be worshiped.
I kneel behind you, my face perfectly level with the most exquisite sight. My hands caress your legs, starting down at your ankles, working up your calves, past your thighs to settle on your firm round ass cheeks. Placing kisses along your inner thighs, the curve of your butt, moving ever closer to the heat at your center. The sweet scent of your pussy fills my nose and ignites the fire in my blood. Every so slightly, I spread you open. Using my thumbs to part your lower lips, I glide my tongue inside of your vaginal opening and groan from the taste that explodes onto my senses. Your moans from this first exploratory sweep on your overly sensitive sex spurs me into diving in for more. Starting with long, slow, deep licks up the entire length of your exposed slit. Folding my tongue and stabbing it as deep as I can into your waiting pussy, then unfolding to swipe along your walls. Sucking and gently toying with your labia, your perfect lips slick with spit and your juices. Planting kisses on your perineum and circling your tight back door, applying just enough pressure with my thumb to deliver a promise of what’s to come. Finally moving back down and starting with small quick flicks of my tongue on your hooded clit, each one causing you to twitch and gasp. Using my thumb to pull the hood back so I can press the tip of my tongue onto your exposed bundle of nerves and press down just how you crave. Building up rhythm and speed until you are clutching the sheets and continuously moaning into the bed. Bringing you all the way to the edge of another orgasm until you release with a scream of my name and a rush of fluid all over my lips and chin. Slowly quivering on the bed, skin coated in a thin sheen of sweat, wondering how many times I’d explore your body before I’d finally sheath my thick, throbbing cock inside of you.