Cravings
He is on his way home, and I cannot stop thinking about him. I want to suck on him, my mouth on his nipples and on his cock. I want to feel him in the back of my throat taking him deep within me. I am praying he lets me drink from him when he arrives.
He has told me I am not allowed to practice until he gets home. He does not want me sore. I am still recovering from the other night. I fucked myself so hard one dildo in my mouth and the other in my cunt…I made myself cry. He wants me to be ready for him now. I wonder if he realizes how hard this is and how much stronger it makes me crave him.
He has told me he wants me to have dinner ready when he gets home. I will set the table while he showers and then we will eat together. Afterwords he told me I will massage him while he lays by the fireplace. I am thinking of the warm almond oil glistening off his flesh as I rub my hands all over his body. I cannot focus anymore even to write this.
26 March 2008 at 19:15
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29 July 2008 at 14:02
I’m 47 years old and a widow. Have been for over 3 years and the one thing I miss the most is oral sex with my late husband. I use to bait him into laying down and I woud unsip his trousers and pull out his manhood with both hands. Then lowering my face so as to inhale his penis. I really miss all of that.