Wednesday, 23 July 2014

My husband was out of town for weeks. We spoke on the phone often throughout the day. I missed him more this time than ever before.
Being busy with the holidays and family we had little time to spend together. We didn’t even make love before he left. I would fantasize about him at night when I climbed into our big empty bed. I wanted his touch. I would hold on to a pillow wishing it were him. One night I was so lonely I put on his shirt and splashed his cologne on my breasts, rubbing my nipples and smelling his smell. I wanted him more than I have ever wanted anything in my life. I turned the channels on the TV, nothing was on. I decided to write him a letter, telling him my desires, my fantasies and asking for pleasures I have never asked for before. When I finished with the letter my vagina was throbbing and wet.
What I would have given to have his big hard penis thrusting inside me at that moment. I started to massage my breasts, rubbing my erect nipples in circles with the palms of my hands, squeezing them tight. My breasts are big I pulled them to my mouth, pushing my tongue to my erect nipples and teasing myself, I then began to suck my own nipples. Wanting to enjoy what I was doing, instead of feeling guilty like I shouldn’t be fondling myself I went to the closet mirror doors. I layed two pillows down, grabbed my tangerine lotion I had received as a Christmas gift and a massager. Looking at my breasts turned me on, pinching my nipples made my vagina twitch

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