I wait for your call.
You are so far away. Work keeps us apart and you are so far away. I sleep in your shirt so I can inhale the scent of your skin at night. The bed seems too big and so empty when you’re not home. Acres of open space where you should be.
I wait for your call.
I lay on the bed and unbutton your shirt. My breasts are full and soft. My nipples are hard tight and I remember what it feels like to have your mouth on them. I pull and twist my nipples letting my breasts fall and jiggle on my chest. I run my hands down my belly and onto my thighs, my hips rising a little. I sigh as I stroke the insides of my thighs down to the wetness of my cunt. I want you.
My hands continue to caress my body. I feel full and sexy and warm. I am so ready. Wetness is seeping from between my legs and I ache to touch myself, but I am waiting for your call.
The phone rings and I answer immediately. Your voice, so deep and raspy with lust. We only have a few minutes before you have to go, but we are both ready. Your thick cock is in your hand and you tell me how you miss me, the way I smell, taste, move. My hands are ready and we begin.
In a minute I hear your breathing change and you tell me how much you love fucking me. In a minute my fingers are inside me and I am fucking myself for you….it’s your beautiful cock splitting me open and your fingers on my clit. In a minute I am cramping inside - my insides stretching, lengthening and opening for you. Urgently you tell me to use my toy… the one with your dimensions and I plunge it inside. As I fuck myself and as I cum I can hear you grunting and swearing and panting. My orgasm is strong and all I can do is say your name over and over again. I hear you cum and in my mind I see your face….the way you look when you cum, the way you strain when you empty yourself in me…. I am cumming still - the sensation an endless wave of pleasure that builds until I am crying because it’s almost too much, it is too much.
And then it is over. Hurried whispers of affection and then back to the endlessly large bed.
I roll over to your side of the bed. So many more hours to go until again, I wait for your call.
You are so far away. Work keeps us apart and you are so far away. I sleep in your shirt so I can inhale the scent of your skin at night. The bed seems too big and so empty when you’re not home. Acres of open space where you should be.
I wait for your call.
I lay on the bed and unbutton your shirt. My breasts are full and soft. My nipples are hard tight and I remember what it feels like to have your mouth on them. I pull and twist my nipples letting my breasts fall and jiggle on my chest. I run my hands down my belly and onto my thighs, my hips rising a little. I sigh as I stroke the insides of my thighs down to the wetness of my cunt. I want you.
My hands continue to caress my body. I feel full and sexy and warm. I am so ready. Wetness is seeping from between my legs and I ache to touch myself, but I am waiting for your call.
The phone rings and I answer immediately. Your voice, so deep and raspy with lust. We only have a few minutes before you have to go, but we are both ready. Your thick cock is in your hand and you tell me how you miss me, the way I smell, taste, move. My hands are ready and we begin.
In a minute I hear your breathing change and you tell me how much you love fucking me. In a minute my fingers are inside me and I am fucking myself for you….it’s your beautiful cock splitting me open and your fingers on my clit. In a minute I am cramping inside - my insides stretching, lengthening and opening for you. Urgently you tell me to use my toy… the one with your dimensions and I plunge it inside. As I fuck myself and as I cum I can hear you grunting and swearing and panting. My orgasm is strong and all I can do is say your name over and over again. I hear you cum and in my mind I see your face….the way you look when you cum, the way you strain when you empty yourself in me…. I am cumming still - the sensation an endless wave of pleasure that builds until I am crying because it’s almost too much, it is too much.
And then it is over. Hurried whispers of affection and then back to the endlessly large bed.
I roll over to your side of the bed. So many more hours to go until again, I wait for your call.