I found myself in an old familiar place today that I hadn’t considered in an real depth for probably a decade.
Between the thighs of my old love.
She was beautiful. The most beautiful woman I’d ever been with. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. The moment I saw her I remember how it hit me in the stomach like a wrecking ball. Absolutely annihilated me. I remember waiting, practically hovering over my phone, waiting for her to call. Two days. Two anxious, hopeful days.
I explain all that to segway into the topic of my daydream. Will share more about her and us some other time.
Today, I could not stop recalling what laid between her thighs.
She honestly had the plumpest, more suculant pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure to…pleasure.
Her lips were so phat. So gorgeously tender and soft. I scan Reddit now and there are some beautiful ones, but none…none…rival her’s.
I used to kiss it like a lover that had been lost to time and space, or crashed for years on some distant desert island, only to be returned to me that day. She used to close her eyes and stroke my hair as I spent ungodly lengths of time, not trying to make her cum (though, of course…) but just…enjoying her.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/124t02w/daydreaming_inside_her_thighs_mf