There is a Lot of Things I Miss…

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There are a lot of things I miss about sex.

Sex with you, specifically. At first I thought I just needed to get laid and anyone will do but my brain keeps coming back to you. The way you look at me. The way you can’t keep your hands off me. It makes me feel wanted. Desired. Cherished. I never feel like that. Feeling how hard you get for me is a real ego booster honestly. I keep thinking back to that time in the back of the car. We were parked on the side of the road in some bushes. The only light afforded to us was the dull glow of the streetlights that lines that road. It was stupid. People passing would definitely be able to see us. Maybe that’s what made it more excited.

Maybe I wanted them to see us. I don’t know if that was on my mind that night. I don’t know if anything was. We’d watched a movie and that whole night i’d wanted your hands on me but I didn’t get that at all. You know I suck at initiating things because of how shy I am so I sat and suffered that whole night. Honestly, I wasn’t even supposed Alanya Escort to do anything. I told myself that I wouldn’t-couldn’t- anymore. But there’s something about you that I can’t help but get drawn back into. This sexual energy between us that is just so overwhelming that simply sitting in the same room as you makes me feel like I’m suffocating.

I’ve thought about that night about a million times since it’s happened. Sitting randomly at work (like I am now), in classes when I should be listening to my lecturers, when I’m supposed to be just having a random conversation with my friends and then the best time for me to be thinking about it- when i’m alone in my room, panties pulled to the side and the low hum of my vibrator in my ears. In those moments I can almost feel you. When my eyes close from the pleasure i can see you in that darkness. Your body hanging over me as i’m pressed up against the door in the backseat of that car. My pussy so wet I almost felt bad about messing up the seat. My heart Alanya Escort Bayan pounding so loudly in my chest that it just about echoed in that small space. My body was on fire. A constant flow of chills went up my spine like the roll of waves coming onto the shore.

I wanted you, more than i’d wanted anything else in my life and in that moment I had you. On top of me. Inside of me. The way you felt had my head swimming. Filling me up so wholly yet not hurting me at all. Your skin felt like the highest quality silk, smooth and slick, helped along by the wetness that you’d drawn out of me. Feeling you bare inside me was always the best. I honestly never thought that it would be possible for there to be that much of a difference to me but the contrast between a rubber covered phallic object and you, in all your glory was stark. You were both hard and soft and it felt like everything good in the world. Like it truly was the way nature intended it. Your cock, fully enveloped inside me, rubbing Escort Alanya against my walls in the best way had me gasping in pleasure that night. More so than I had before up until that point. Whether it was me grinding on top of you with your face in my chest, or with you behind me draping me over the center console or you holding me hostage in a corner so I had nowhere to run and nothing to do but accept the pleasure you were giving me and filling me like your life depended on it I felt alive.

I miss that. Way more than I thought I would. I knew this distance was gonna be hard but I wasn’t prepared for this. Sometimes when i’m thinking about you and fucking myself with both of my toys it hits me how long it’s truly been. And now i’m here on the 116th day since the last time I saw you. Since the last time we were together. And I honestly don’t know how much longer I can make it. I long for you. I thirst for you. My whole body misses you.

I can’t wait till I can see you again. To touch you and to be touched by you. To hold on to you for dear life when your head is buried between my thighs. To have you somehow grow even harder when I take you into my mouth. To feel you breathing into my neck while you pound into me relentlessly. For us to fall apart together again.

But until then.

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