When I retrieve the message later on, flashbacks of my face looking at you and longing for your touch ignite me. Knowing what I am feeling when you look at me gets me so hot. Knowing the truth but not being able to give myself to you completely makes me tremble with passion. But makes it all the more real, and I go with the flames that burn inside for you and your touch.
I've known you for what seems like forever, but we see each other very rarely, but when we do, my cheeks hurt from smiling so much. I miss you when time lapses and I am unable to see your face, be able to talk to you in person and touch you., even if it's secretly in a dark garage.
I wait for you patiently. You pull up next to my car and I jump out. You get out of your truck and if it weren't for you being within feet of me, I would be running into your embrace. We share a quick kiss and extra long hug. Your hands move about my curves feeling my body completely. I can feel your fingers dipping at every crevice and fold as you hug me tightly. I hunger for you when you look at me. That face, those eyes, all the simple pleasures deep inside. You know the ways and means of getting in under my skin and after all the many years booked behind us, it's just always there.
Tell me why, I shudder inside every time we begin?
You help me into the truck.
Sitting beside you so close. I exchange both sweet and sexy words to you.
In a calm and most sincere voice I say, "I missed you so much, blue eyes."
I sit there letting you in and opening up to you. Enjoying the little time we get. All of these thoughts race into my mind and I can't help but take care of myself. The flashbacks make me yearn for you.
I run upstairs. As I make each step up, I am twisting my long, curly hair up into a bun. When I reach the bedroom, I pull down my pants and drop my black satin panties to the floor. I notice there is a wet spot. They sit on the floor showing evidence of how thoughts of you can leave me wet without me even touching myself.
I strip down to just my top. Wishing you were waiting for me in the bed so I can hop in and cover you with kisses and roll around with you. Crawling under the covers, I get comfy in bed. I just close my eyes, and wish you were laying down with me. But instead, I revert back to our last time together. Seven months to see someone you ache for is a very long time. Under the circumstances...it is what it is.
I run my hands over my 40 DD's and I can feel my nipples getting hard. I run my hands down my body. Bump after bump from my breasts down to my tummy. Feeling the thickness of my petite, yet BBW figure like I was molding clay. My hourglass form leaves my hands dipping in and out all around. I reach under my top and rub my breasts. I turn onto my stomach and rest on my knees as I toss the covers away from me. My tush sticking out from under my top, my hair starts slipping out from the bun until it is draping down my back. I reach around and rub my tush.
With my head turned I can see into the bathroom mirror and watch myself. I lunge forward and sit up grabbing the top of the headboard. I take a finger in my mouth to get some spit in anticipation of touching my clit.
With my eyes closed. An entire wave of feelings hit me. I start recalling the last time we touched.
As we were sitting in your big truck, we started inching closer to one another. I can already feel the warmth of your breath approaching me. I ramble on in my mind of the thoughts from the past. The intensity of it all swells me inside. I cut off those thoughts for a moment as I reach for the phone to call you. Wanting to hear your voice, I dial you up and return your call. It rings and rings and goes to voice mail. I can't utter any words except for your name, followed by leaving you with only the sounds of my moans and breathing. Realizing I am getting lost in the sensations of my clit continuing to need attention, I hang up.
I lay on my back and with my eyes closed, I picture us.
Sitting in that truck of yours in that dark garage we reunite our bodies. A simple soft and lingering wet kiss leads to a full on deep kiss with me pressing my body against yours as your hand wraps around my curvy body and you thrust me tightly as you spoil me with more deep kisses that I was missing all these months. I love the taste of your sweet lips. Your kisses are amazing. Leaning back against the door, I hold a long gaze at you. You look in my eyes and you can read me so easily as if I was an old children's book that you once loved.
My memory goes on. Sitting back in your truck leaning against the door, spreading my legs to feel your hand traveling slowly up my thigh. Your thick fingers and big hand inch closer until you reach my pussy and every slight move makes me lose my senses. You are watching my face as you are almost at your destination. My heart drops a beat at your gentle touch. You cover it with your hand. You lean down on my slouched body and slide your wet and soft tongue incredibly slowly inside my mouth., at the same time your fingers are spreading my thick and moist lips as a finger makes it's way to my swollen clit.
I jump at the initial touch of your finger on my clit.
The feeling radiates throughout my body. Our tongues barely touching, my fingers running through your hair, and then caressing your face feeling the warmth of your skin. I let out a deep breath with every dip of your tongue in my mouth. My hand moves from your face to the back of your head. Every time you kiss me deeply, more of my juices drip out of my love zone. The weight of your body pressing on mine as you pleasure me feels so good. The comfort and familiarity of your hands navigating all over me soars me to heights that interlock all emotions, that anyone would have in this moment.
You force your middle finger inside my tight hole as we both let out a moan. Gently but firmly you begin to finger my pussy. The friction between tightness and wetness deep inside me, reminds you of your hard cock sliding into me long ago. I hear the wetness from down below. I move my hips to match your strokes. Our lips are locked while you trace your finger all around my pussy.
You switch it up with slow and fast rubs going around and around, tenderly keeping my lips parted. I tell you how I like it and you follow my command. Asking you to go more gently, or faster, or slower, or tell you, "Right there baby."
The tip of your finger makes circles all around my now swollen clit and I'm lost in it all. I want to keep my eyes open to see your face, but can't. The feeling is so wonderful. You kiss my forehead and in a very quite whisper, you say, "Close your eyes baby..."
My heart skips beats at your touch.
You feel the heat from my big and wet mound. Like a tea kettle letting out steam. I whimper as each intensity of your finger peaks my sensitivity. My body is shaking and I am moaning into your mouth. I reach my hand forward to grab your bulge through your pants as you keep attacking my wet mound. I am so wet for you that you can't help but pull a finger out and lick the juices off. You tell me how good it tastes. You tell me you can't get enough. Knowing you can't go down on me because of the lack of privacy, you keep it as discrete as possible with your movements.
You put my hand on your throbbing cock through your pants. I feel your hardness and it's driving me insane for a touch of your flesh. You start unzipping your pants and with my head resting on the door, I can see your cock standing tall and proud, it also has pre-cum dripping out. I swipe some cum off the tip of your head and drive my hand between my legs to meet my finger with yours down by my pussy and spread the cum around my clit. As I rub your cum all over my clit with a finger, your finger keeps sliding in and out of me. Our hands clash but we keep going. My finger goes in circles over my clit, your finger moves in and out. It's an ebb and flow of ecstasy. You take me to levels of excitement that make me hunger for more.
My hips lunge. Our fingers get so wet together. I bring my finger to your lips, as you do the same to mine. We taste the sweetness. Before we get the chance to kiss you look at me and you say "I want more of your tasty treats"
You take more juices out of me and spread it on my mouth lips and then you begin to slowly trace my lips with your tongue. I quiver at this soft gesture. I hold onto your shoulders for support while I thrust all around and fight with your kisses. You tell me the sound of my juices is driving you crazy and the scent of my pussy is making you want to dive in and eat me. "Let me taste you baby .....with my mouth."
You crouch low, petrified that someone would see us. But you can't hold back. Maneuvering the best we can in your truck, you spread my legs wider, and I sling them over your shoulders and you start eating me. You grab my hands to hold them as you begin lapping up my juices and sucking on my clit. You release our hands and start easing a finger in and out of me gently. Circling my clit with your tongue and flicking it both fast and slowly, feeling how hard it is between your lips. My wetness flowing into your mouth as I grab your head and push you deeper as you spread my lips wide open with your fingers and lick me over and over., gently sucking on my clit.
Running your tongue the entire length of my pussy with long, strong, deep strokes up and down.