I still carry him with me – even though it's been almost a year since we've spoken – my online lover. Met me on ICQ and that was it. I was hooked – even more when I found out he was jealous over someone liking me. He had me – married or not.
Still late at night I find myself touching myself. I spread my legs open and I still hear his voice. I can hear him telling me what to do and oddly enough no matter what it was I loved it – which is why I still fondly think of him. Too bad his heart belonged elsewhere. Otherwise it would've been him and I – day in and out, but always spent in bed. So I spread my legs as if he is watching over me.
I part my shaved lips and touch my clit lightly and very slowly. As I lay there naked and horny I imagine him sneaking into my room as I did once before in a lovely little cyber event.
I was naked under my blanket and he knew to come through my window and crawl under my blankets. As he crawls underneath my blanket His lips quickly find my soft and silky slit. His hands at first are on each side of my hips. He collapses with his head between my thighs and he slides his fingers deep inside of me nice and slow as he teases my clit. His finger circles my clit and he pinches it until a squeal jumps out of my mouth. I lay there and arch my back as I enjoy his "handy"work.
He works on my cunt and my legs want to envelop him – I want to pull him deep inside. My hands find his hair and I pull on the dark strands. I hear him giggle as I smile. Yet he stays still and continues to work me into a frenzy as I wiggle under him wanting him to stop messing with foreplay and just to go ahead and get me taken care of. I cum not once but twice during his time spent down south.
