CreamySoles
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Just a quick autoerotic tale of longing and missing the one you love. Contains erotic content. 18 or older only 🙂
Longing For Your Return
After our oh-so short conversation tonight and all the thoughts I’ve been having about you, about us; I couldn't wait to escape to bed. I undressed quickly, my body bare, nipples pebbled and goose bumps from the chill in the room as I slip between the sheets. The weight of the bedding piled high due to the much colder nights felt so good on top of me. All I had to do was close my eyes and the weight enhanced the helplessness I felt as I spread my limbs to the four corners of the bed.
I closed my eyes imagining you looking at my body, a long leisurely study of my skin from head to toe. Where would you pick first to touch? I could feel my breathing speeding up, chest rising, belly concaving slightly, slight involuntary twitching of my feet and butterflies with their crazy beat within my belly. What was I thinking, allowing you to bind me to this bed?
. . .Limb by limb I offered myself to your restraints. You waited as I debated with myself.....present my final limb, my right ankle to you and give myself completely to you or withhold it and the evening ends.
As badly as I want this, choosing to submit, offering myself bit by bit for your bonds is so much harder.
God, how I want this! My hands start a tentative journey along my body, touching my skin in ways I imagine you would. Feather light traces across my skin produce shivers of delight. I can feel my own wetness flooding between my legs, the ultimate sign of want and need. My fingers slip down lower feathering across my belly and then lower still. Ah such sweet wetness even on my outer lips. My fingers glide along them slipping between and across them.
So badly do I want to touch my clit yet I know that you would tease me, make me wait. My need is great and control is non existent; tonight is for me, for the edginess I feel and the wanting I can't control. My fingers brush across my clit, my body jerks as if touched by electrical current.
God. . .yes. . .so good!
I tease my clit, stroking, touching so lightly that the tease of it is almost unbearable. A touch to the very tip and stars burst behind my eyelids. The teasing continues, my body so close to exploding. I give into the building sensations fingers touching, stroking and pleasing in all the right places at once. My body arches off the bed as I cum, wanting you to be there so badly, wishing for everything that only you can give. I can’t wait for you to come home; I miss you so much and you’ve been gone so long.
Nicole :feather:
Longing For Your Return
After our oh-so short conversation tonight and all the thoughts I’ve been having about you, about us; I couldn't wait to escape to bed. I undressed quickly, my body bare, nipples pebbled and goose bumps from the chill in the room as I slip between the sheets. The weight of the bedding piled high due to the much colder nights felt so good on top of me. All I had to do was close my eyes and the weight enhanced the helplessness I felt as I spread my limbs to the four corners of the bed.
I closed my eyes imagining you looking at my body, a long leisurely study of my skin from head to toe. Where would you pick first to touch? I could feel my breathing speeding up, chest rising, belly concaving slightly, slight involuntary twitching of my feet and butterflies with their crazy beat within my belly. What was I thinking, allowing you to bind me to this bed?
. . .Limb by limb I offered myself to your restraints. You waited as I debated with myself.....present my final limb, my right ankle to you and give myself completely to you or withhold it and the evening ends.
As badly as I want this, choosing to submit, offering myself bit by bit for your bonds is so much harder.
God, how I want this! My hands start a tentative journey along my body, touching my skin in ways I imagine you would. Feather light traces across my skin produce shivers of delight. I can feel my own wetness flooding between my legs, the ultimate sign of want and need. My fingers slip down lower feathering across my belly and then lower still. Ah such sweet wetness even on my outer lips. My fingers glide along them slipping between and across them.
So badly do I want to touch my clit yet I know that you would tease me, make me wait. My need is great and control is non existent; tonight is for me, for the edginess I feel and the wanting I can't control. My fingers brush across my clit, my body jerks as if touched by electrical current.
God. . .yes. . .so good!
I tease my clit, stroking, touching so lightly that the tease of it is almost unbearable. A touch to the very tip and stars burst behind my eyelids. The teasing continues, my body so close to exploding. I give into the building sensations fingers touching, stroking and pleasing in all the right places at once. My body arches off the bed as I cum, wanting you to be there so badly, wishing for everything that only you can give. I can’t wait for you to come home; I miss you so much and you’ve been gone so long.
Nicole :feather:
