Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Shower dreams

I was so excited to be seeing you. It has been so long since we touched.

I jumped into the shower to be ready for you, letting the hot water run down my body sluicing through the soapy foam. I washed my hair and took a few minutes to rinse it, leaning my arms agains the pebbled wall as the water poured over my head and shoulders.

The sound and heat of the water was pounding around my ears as I felt your warm breath on my neck. Nibbling your way up my neck, I shivered as your arms reached around and cupped my full breasts. And then I felt your hardness rubbing against me, searching for entry.

I arched my back and moaned begging you to find a warm entrance into my body. And you did. Sliding deeply into me, slowly and steadily, until you were buried deep within me. Your groan of satisfaction made me wild and I bucked against you, begging you to find a way deeper and deeper inside of me.

The water felt cold against my skin as you explode into me filling me with your intense heat.

I lean into the pebbles, weeping in happiness and relief as the water re-warms my skin.

Until I come to myself again.

I am alone. Still. Needing. Wanting you.

Why won't you come to me. Why must it be this hard?

Life is hard, but we are making it harder.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

HNT-42


I am getting excited.. Tomorrow I am off to a holiday party...

Then Friday I will be celebrating a weekend sans famille...Friday I will be alone... I have done this before, I go to a hotel spend some time at the bar where I am ignored then retire to my room. There I masturbate, dreaming of a tongue and teeth gently pulling on my nipple and a voice hoarsely instructing me to lift my hips higher as I roll my swollen, wet clit between my middle and index fingers. I will keep those fingers wet, not damp, as I swirl around and around my sensitive nub until I cry out... as the electricity jolting my body fades, I will rewet my fingers and reapply them to my body.. bringing me to the edge, then plummetting over again and again.

Is this as good as sharing with another human? God, no. But it is what I can depend on. Myself.