
My eyes closed, I moan silently. My fingers stretch out on my vaginal mound, squeezing it gently as that familiar ache slowly builds within me. My mind goes back to our love-making on a Bangkok hotel bed. You are lying on top of me again.
Our bodies moist from the heat and our hearts beating fast from the passion exploding between us. Your mouth devours my lips hungrily, your tongue thrusting insistently against mine. I suck on it hard like I did on your cock. A guttural moan escapes your lips and with your free hand, you rub your palm against my pussy.
I imagine your fingers tracing light circles around my clit, teasing my cunt. Gently I insert my middle finger into the opening of my vagina. All the while I fantasize that it is your finger inside of me. In and out I plunge my finger, I moan as I recall your voice in my ear, whispering as I lay in bed. I think of you lying hard, loving yourself as you think of me and I quicken the pace. I alternate between rubbing my little swollen nub and plunging my finger into my now very wet and moist pussy.
The ache tremors within me and I wish that it is your hard cock sliding in and out of me. I start breathing heavily and visualize you standing at the foot of my bed. You are staring at me as you gently stroke your cock. I writhe from side to side, completely aroused at the thought of me masturbating for you.
I clutch at my breasts as my finger furiously tickles my nub. My eyes close again and see you in my mind, kneeling in between my legs. Your hard cock is in your hand and you bring it down against my vagina, rubbing it against my fingers.
I gasp and wish you would just fuck me as you continue to slap your cock against my swollen pussy lips. I open my eyes and sadly realize you are not there. But the ache is building within me, pounding for release and I slide my other hand under my pillow, looking for Willie, my trusted vibrator. ….end Part 2…to be continued