Without him masturbating solo sex
When I am in my bed and he is not with me I wear his tee-shirt and boxers and I feel his presence – the warmth of his body against mine, his big hands touching me, I want him so bad.
My hands rub over my body, trying duplicate the touch of his firm body, then changing to a caress as he moulds my aching breasts; aching for him. Fingers briefly and tantalizingly pinch at a nipple and I half-heartedly protest, willing him to inflict more pleasure on it and its partner. His hands alternate between stroking my breasts from chest to nipple, from nipple to lower chest, and a sudden, rough tweak at a nipple rapidly engorging with the blood that my pounding heart is pulsing through my body.
The hand on my breast continues to squeeze and pinch, and a little effort brings one nipple to my mouth; my lips become his. As my tongue licks, and my teeth nibble I softly moan his name and beg that the sweet tongue that entwined with mine now pleasures the lips of my pussy. In a desperate effort to have the tongue inside me my hips thrust towards it, but just as would my lover, it teases me. I am so hot, my pussy so wet and in need, I cannot simulate any longer my lover’s restraint and teasing, and I allow my fingers complete access to my pussy.
Gently, fingers explore, feeling how puffy have become the outer lips, touching the normally hidden inner lips that now protrude. Lips now so sensitive, so covered by juices flowing from within. I cannot resist putting my fingers to my mouth,
Oh hell, I need him! I want him deep inside me, filling me with his flesh. Flesh that forces apart the lips that my fingers now frantically pull and rub, reaches so deep, bringing exquisite pleasure to the whole of my pussy; pleasure that permeates my entire body.
The fingers of one hand plunge inside me as those of the other alternately rub then pinch at my clitoris. My hips thrust upwards to force the pleasuring fingers deeper, and then buck up and down to reinforce the thrusts. Faster, harder. I hear my voice calling him. My body is soaked in perspiration. Then in the depths of my groin begins to grow that exquisite sensation. It builds as I continue to plunge my fingers inside me. But I must abandon this simulated cock and concentrate on the button that will produce the ultimate pleasure, and as my orgasm builds I rub harder at my clit with one hand as the other alternates between rubbing my pussy lips and plunging deep inside.
Then it happens, spreading from deep within me; concentrated in the depths of my pussy then to my ass, then permeating my whole body; exquisite pulsing – almost pain, involuntarily I scream with pleasure and I slump into the bed, exhausted.
Source: sexstoriespost.com
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