I saw you again today...
I was looking out of my window, out to the rain swept street below. You were sitting in the cafe, next to the window, and I could see your delicate hands wrapped around your cup, steam from the coffee wafting up to your luscious lips. Your skirt was high up on your sexy thighs, your long legs stretched out under the table. I longed to be next to you, to whisper in your ear, to lick your soft earlobes, to taste the sweetness of your lips. Now, as I lay here, heat rising between my legs, I wonder what it would be like to make love to you. Your breasts must be incredible -- I could see their outline under your white shirt. I imagine fondling them, caressing them with my warm hands. As I fantasize, I slip my blouse over my head, baring my own breasts. I slowlly start to touch my nipples, making circles with my fingertips, feeling them harden and grow aroused. I imagine that I am rubbing them against your soft skin, pressing them against your breasts. I push down my pants, and slide my panties off, feeling the cool air wash over my hot, naked body. I slide my hands over my belly, and touch my mound, feeling my clit become swollen and excited at the thought of you. My finger finds its way into my slippery cunt hole, pushing inside to feel my wetness. I pretend that I am feeling your cunt, your fragrant wetness is all over my finger. I get two of my fingers all wet, and bring them up to my lips. I suck the juice off my fingers, pretending it is yours, and lick off every drop. I am getting more aroused, and spread my thighs farther apart. I reach down, with one hand spreading my labia lips open, the other hand exploring the center of my passion. I rub my clit faster, and feel my own juice pouring out of my pussy, making the satin sheets all wet. I want my fingers to be your fingers -- I want to feel your fingers all over my cunt, sliding in and out, pleasuring me. I wish you would lick me with your hot tongue, and lap up my sweet nectar. I am moaning and rolling around the bed, waves of ecstasy washing over me. I sit up and reach over to my nightstand, picking up my vibrator. I lie down again and place the vibrating rod against my clit, rubbing it and spreading my wetness on it. In a burst of passion, I push my dildo into my wide open cunt, and fuck myself with it, shoving it in and out. I am wild with lust, crying out, wanting you to be there to jab your fingers into my cunt and fuck me, make me come, make me spread my juices all over your hand. I squeeze my nipples hard, wanting it to be your mouth sucking and biting them. I remove the vibrator and with my own fingers I stroke my burning clit, faster, faster, until I am gasping for air and screaming out wildly, then in one wild, crazy rush I am coming, calling out for you, moaning and bucking like a wild animal. I lay there panting, my cum all over my hand and thighs and bedsheets, shivering from a luscious orgasm, and roll over, waiting. I am waiting for you to come home to my loving arms, and my bed.