Fantasy I sent to the one that got away [MF, true, fantasy]

I reconnected with a coworker from years ago. We knew years before this we had a crush on each other but circumstances sent us different ways. We reconnected and admitted we had fantasies about each other. This was a Facebook text I sent to her, so what you’ll be reading is a true, heartfelt feeling. While she and others have told me i should be a writer, this is my first public story and I’m sure i could use criticism and feedback for any future works. And now the following…

I believe when we hung out you had semi-curly hair. Oh how to run my fingers through it and hold you close. Just being in bed with you, on top, moving downwards licking your tummy, eagerly pulling both your shorts and panties off at the same time, taking in the beauty of your thighs, your curves, your womanhood. I never thought if it would be entirely shaved, partially shaved, or just trimmed. I only imagined running my face over it, taking in your scent, feeling any heat it may generate; but not ignoring your thighs and their softness, their sensitivity. I run my tongue quickly downwards sneakingly tasting you, gliding between your legs, and being rewarded with the texture of your calves, the same calves I remember checking out in your skirt when we first met. Just the mind-blowing realization that I’ve often wanted to feel those same calves resting on my shoulders as we would be fucking, and finally feeling them know, two people with a crush on each other indulging in released passion.

My hands explore your curves, both massaging and teasing your hips and chest, Wanting to lick you all over and take in every mole, every little hair, every sensitive part of your skin that causes you to react. While I like the underside of each breast, my fingers tease your pert nipples, anxious for an alternating touch of being squeezed a little hard, then caressed softly. I imagine you throwing your head back and moaning in pleasure, taking deep breaths over and over, unable to refrain from emitting a softer volume. Part of you gripping the bed sheets, the other part grabbing my hair.

Just when I’ve felt you more into it, I descend further, my tongue gently tickling your bellybutton, and I go further down close to your vulva. Wanting to build up tension, I lick your pubic area to take in the scent, feeling the texture of your hairs on my eager tongue. The taste buds circling your skin, creating an imprint in my mind of the curvature of your thighs. I’m focusing on the outer lips as you gently spread your legs, slowly building up sweat. Taking in the glory of your vagina, I can’t believe my eyes. I create a suction with my mouth on your thigh as my index finger feels the sticky buildup around your lips. Circling the hood I apply pressure, hearing you gasp. I run my finger along the other side, testing you by moving my finger up and down along the side, then along the surface of your engorged clitoris aching for more attention. I can’t hold back any longer. I HAVE to taste you. I HAVE to taste my crush, the pretty women I couldn’t stop thinking about at work. From your thighs I move inward, greatly enjoying the view, pouting my lips in a kissing pose, my lips meeting your lower lips, engaging in a sexual kiss. I want to feel your warmth and passion all over me. Ever so gently I purse my lips more, moving them against your clit, opening them up to accept your clit. The tip of my tongue slowly emerging out to make contact, while my middle and index fingers penetrate you slowly and my other fingers tease your erect tits.

“This is her. This is your crush. This is her body” my mind keeps repeating. It’s like a Christmas gift to trump all others. I feel your body writhe little by little, the buildup of sweat and fluids becoming more present as we become closer. My tongue circles your wet clitoris while my pursed lips surround it, creating a slight sucking motion, I’m in to my knuckles exploring your vagina, circling the sensitive tunnel and feeding from it’s warmth and silkiness. Both of our heartbeats greatly increased as I can feel your pulse with my inserted digits. Your fingers alternating pressure on my head, pulling and feeling; my taste buds in heaven from the sensory overload knowing “This is her”. Now I switch. Now my tongue is exploring the labia minora, taking in the flavor and juices while my fingers do the teasing Your nipples have had enough, so I take my hand and close my fingers together around your clit as a hub, 5 fingers now teasing your womanhood. Gingerly teasing I lick between your folds, hungrily enjoying the tanginess of your pussy whose flavor I never want to forget. I start licking all around, hoping never to miss a spot, almost using my tongue as a towel even though you’re getting soaked, creating memorable stains on your bed sheet. I dart my tongue further in, exploring your love canal, still in disbelief that we’ve come from being shy with each other at the park to full-blown lovemaking. I shape my fingers to emphasize my nails, and run my hand along side your hips to both relax you and entice you. Pushing the envelope I circle your lips my tongue as I withdraw, moving downwards to your taint, sneakily licking your puckered asshole in attempts to discover, “Would she like that too?” or if it would be a turn off.

I can barely hear you say, “I want you emax4. I want you inside of me”, mixed with gasp of you attempting to catch your breath. Using what little strength you have, you raise me upwards, getting my attention. The buildup of sweat and cum between us enables me to glide over you, skin to skin, pulse to pulse. With great ease I plunge into your pussy with my rigid cock, aching for attention and your touch, the senses expanding through out my own body in amazement. It’s nearly half a physical pleasure as it is a mental pleasure knowing it’s a woman I’ve had more than my eye on, a woman whose legs I’ve checked out any time I’ve had the chance, a woman who’s eyes and smile made my day better and my nights longer.

Immediately I hear a different sound of pleasure from you, a half-coo, half gasp. I look into your half-opened eyes and can almost sense the emotions that both of us seem to be experiencing, almost simultaneously sharing. Instinctively I kiss you deep, our tongues writhing in pleasure, almost in competition; while our soaking bodies build up a rhythmic motion. My dick sensing your wetness and ridges of your womanhood; my hands feeling the sexy slickness of your body; a product of passion build up for so long and released at this moment! I pump my penis in and out of you, every insertion and withdrawal seemingly easier from self-lubrication. I look down and admire your heaving boobs, your shoulders, the beads of sweat everywhere, your messy hair from all the action, your gorgeous eyes. I want to be a part of you. I want to savor this moment and never forget it. I feel your hands all around me, your fingers and nails down my back urging me to push in further, to go longer and harder.

From the tiny strands of hair coated with our juices, I can feel it building up inside of me. Mentally I tell myself that I want her to go to bed thinking of me, to wake up the next day missing me, to be happy knowing that we are/were together. As my rhythm increases, my heart rate and breathing increases as well. I can feel the pent up semen ready for transmission. I can sense your urgency simply from the look on your face, but am mentally free after I hear you say “ooo, that’s it baby. I want your cum! CUM IN ME EMAX4!” MY COCK INTENSELY THROBBING, PLUNGING INTO YOUR ACCEPTING PUSSY, MISSING IT UPON EVERY WITHDRAWAL, FEELING YOUR HEART RATE THROUGH YOUR WALLS. I WANT YOU! I WANT YOU SO BAD. YOU PUSH YOUR BODY FURTHER DOWN, FORCING MY MANHOOD DEEPER AND DEEPER, YOUR LIPS GRASPING IT IN PLACE, NEVER LETTING GO! “FUCK ME! FUCK ME EMAX4! GOD, FUCK ME!” YOU CRY OUT. I CAN STILL FEEL MY SPERM BOILING IN MY TESTICLES, MY BALLS SLAPPING YOUR LIPS AND ANUS. “AHHH GOD BERNIE.. IM GONNA CUMM-M-MM!!”. “THAT’S IT BABY” YOU CRY, AS YOU RAISE THE INNER PARTS OF YOUR EYEBROWS, ALMOST IN A PLEADING MOTION. “PLEASE, BABY. I WANT THAT SPERM IN ME!!!”

I’M PUSHED OVER THE EDGE; THICK LOADS OF CUM EXPLODING FROM MY PULSATING PENIS AS MY EYES ROLL BACK. WE SCREAM OUT TOGETHER IN SYNC WITH OUR BREATHING. HOT JETS OF SEMEN SPURT FROM MY COCK, COATING YOUR WALLS, THE HEAT TRANSFERRING BETWEEN OUR WRITHING BODIES, YOUR LIPS GRASPING MY COCK FOR DEAR LIFE, MILKING SPURT AFTER SEARING SPURT INTO YOUR THIRSTY WOMANHOOD ACHING FOR SEED, SATURATING YOUR PUSSY AND QUENCHING ITS THIRST. I HOLD ON, TROUBLE CATCHING MY BREATH AS I INJECT THE LAST FEW SPURTS, CREATING A POOL OF LIFE INSIDE YOUR VAGINA.

With one last push, I collapse on you, feeling ourselves come down from this amazing high. Bathed in sweat and cum, lying together as it was meant to be, my dick finally getting soft, my warm cum seeping out of you.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7tirxo/fantasy_i_sent_to_the_one_that_got_away_mf_true