It had been a long two weeks. You had been away and we had decided that neither of us was going to orgasm until we saw each other again...which was proving to grow more difficult by the day. There were two days left until you came home and that morning you sent me a picture of your morning wood saying, "how does this make you feel sexy? I can't wait to stick it in you."
As soon as I saw your cock my pussy moistened. I wanted you bad. I could barely last a day without thinking of you bending me over and fucking me. I needed you, but I was determined to play it cool since I was your mistress after all.
I replied casually saying, "oh my sexy slave I love it but we'll see who gets to stick what where when you get home." Even as I said this I wanted more. It was time to torture you a little bit so I quickly shot you another text saying, "baby my present to you, 10 minutes of masturbating but don't bust that load. That's all for me."
You instantly wiped out your cock and started going at it. It had been 12 days since I'd allowed you to touch yourself. The stream of precum that came showering out of you was a sign that the time couldn't go fast enough until you got back home.
You kept jerking and when your phone buzzed again you knew it was me telling you time was up. You reluctantly got out of bed and got ready for the day ahead of you. For the remaining two days of your trip we didn't talk about sex again, but I made sure to send you sexy pictures of myself throughout the days just to get you hard and frustrated.
Then the time finally came for you to come home. I was so excited to see you and even more horny. I knew I would have to control myself when you walked through the door because I wanted it so bad. I wanted it in every hole, every position. I was craving your dick.
Finally later that night I heard your key in the door and jumped up in excitement. I made sure that I was wearing something that really flattered all of my assets so naturally I'd chosen a black, lacy bra and thong.
I ran to the door to greet you and we started making out hard. You pressed me up against the wall and started dry humping me. I knew this couldn't last much longer so I quickly moved things to a place where we could be more comfortable.
I told you to carry me into the next room so we could at least have a piece of furniture to go at it on. I sat you down on the recliner and slowly striped your clothes off one by one.