Memory of lust

I was lying in bed alone again, i had not been touched in weeks. I had not even so much as brushed my ass on his cock.. It started to affect how I saw myself ...even though I love to been seen and enjoy flirting I was still not a woman who would be disloyal. I have never before with even some of the worst situations. I also believe that some times 2 you can have such a strong connection with someone that something a small as a forehead kiss can cause extreme pleasure.

I have a long standing friend that has seen me in all phases in life. but he is married to someone and as long as he is happy with her, I am okay with not being his. but I do believe we make some very hot stories.

That night i laid in bed alone, I started to watch some porn but my head was out of the game, my clit was ready to explode. I just wanted to feel a mans touch. but more than that I wanted to feel sexy, wild and free. Looking through old pictures i remembered the only man i have ever called daddy ....

Suddenly it came over me as I laid in the bed with my nipples hard and wanting to feel his hands on my body, touching all the right places. I began to get lost in touching my extremely wet box, it was in that moment I started to think of a night I woke up to the hands of a man waking me up, and kissing my neck just to show off… that he knew exactly what I wanted him to do (I miss those hands rough and gentle).

The memory was so damn good I moaned, and started to rub my clit I could feel it getting closer to release. I wanted to feel his kiss on my lips, and hear his growl as he pulled me in deeper to him with both hands on my ass. Then I could almost feel every time he touched me. I laid there letting my memory take control of my body. I can remember how he could just look at me and make all my insecurities fade. I kept touching my pussy and remembering how he would kiss me with passion having my knees weak only to follow it down my neck and my titties all the way down to my clit and with the same passion he kissed my inner thigh… and then just as it happened when he gave me the tongue lashing my smart ass deserved I started to feel every beat of my heart and my pussy squirted. I squirted from a memory. I wanted to ask him if he had ever thought of me while he was fucking someone else...

I do not know why but that makes me wet...