My honey wanted me to write a love story for him. He had to work late this particular night so I decided to surprise him with one. Okay, so I did not start it right away, I started to read stories to get myself into the mood as they always seem to get my juices flowing and my mind racing. After reading a particular story, I realized how horny I was. I decided to go upstairs to get my favorite vibrating egg and when I got up off the couch, the wetness was almost overwhelming. I didn’t realize I was as wet as I was until I stood up and felt my warm juices rolling down my leg.
I stood there for a moment, knowing I was home alone, no one to see me. I reached down to catch some of my juice, rolled my finger around in it, spreading my lips to get more – God, it felt good. I put my right foot on the couch and reached in as deep as I could get, Oh God was I wet. I pulled my finger out and just stood there, sucking my finger dry.
With the heat from the fireplace hitting me, the flames making my body shimmer, I looked down and the juices were glistening as if it was shimmering gold. I did this a few times until my legs became too shaky to stand.
Thinking of my sweetie, wishing he was home so I could have his huge cock buried deep inside me where my finger was. Thoughts were running through my mind, I stood there enjoying myself, I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I had to go get my egg. I quickly ran upstairs to get it.
I laid on the bed for a few minutes (okay, maybe it was a half hour, I was not watching the clock) with my egg turned on full speed, pressed very hard against my clit, having one orgasm after another, I am sweating, everything is a blur. I lay there numb, wanting to start my story. After a few more orgasms, I got up to come back downstairs.
As I started my story, I sit here with my egg between my legs, having one orgasm after the other. Just the egg sitting there was throwing me into one orgasm after another. I started to type everything I did tonight. Then I started dreaming of us in front of the fireplace, me kneeling down, pulling his jeans down to his ankles. He’s wearing the underwear that I love, the black boxer briefs. He looks so sexy in them. I first grab a hold of his hardening cock through those sexy underwear. Reaching through them to pull out that huge cock that is so desperate to get out.
Wrapping the opening of his underwear around those huge balls so they are clearly visible and accessible. Groping his hard cock, I take one of his balls into my mouth, sucking gently, rolling it with my tongue, and then I take the other one and do the same, caressing his now very hard cock with one hand and cupping the other warm wet ball in my other hand. I start licking his hard cock at the base, slowly going upward, caressing both testicles now.
Juices now starting to glisten in the light of the fire, my tongue reaches it before it falls. Wrapping my warm, wet mouth over the huge head of his cock, sucking slowing at first, pulling it forward to squeeze out more juices. I take him in deeper, caressing his balls a little harder the deeper I take him in all the way.