After the First Touch
By PIXIE
Without your touch for a few days now she finds herself alone soaked in hot water and soapy bubbles. She lays there peacefully, relaxing for the first time in days. Her mind wanders to the other morning, subconsciously she parts her legs and rubs all over her body. Her mind in a transfixed state, almost dreaming. Her hands finds her clit and begins to rub, thinking of your lips caressing her lips, neck, chest and nipples. Half dreaming she begins to remember your movements of the other morning, where your hand stroked where your tongue roamed so elegantly. She can almost feel the breath on her neck. Without realising she is moaning writhing in the bath, unable to hide her arousal she begins to remember more how you slid your shaft deep inside her how it penetrated her tight pussy until it drenched your cock and covered your balls with her juicy cum. Moaning louder now as if you are there with her she brings herself to the first orgasm. She lays there peaceful for a while. When the water turns cold she climbs out and lays on her bed, suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to just kiss you, touch you even she imagines you here with her. She reaches for her bullet vibe and places it on her clit, within moments the moaning continues she imagines you laying her on the bed and parting her legs. Nibbling, sucking and licking in a particular place until she is drenched again with cum. Her moans not stifled they fill the air clearly now, imagining with each thrust of your shaft she is moaning in response. Again she manages to bring herself to orgasm not once but twice thinking of you here with me. She lays there for a second, a little unsatisfied that you are not here with her. She doesn’t want to admit how much she has been looking forward to seeing you, having you in her arms and caressing her delicate skin. She drifts off peacefully to sleep and sets an alarm.