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Free Fetish Sex Stories - Missing You
I laid in bed at night, my eyes closed. Pictures of my fantasies popped into my head and with each moment that passed, I became even more wet between my thighs. I could see him here again in my arms kissing me. It had been so long since I had seen him. I missed him so much, but I understood why he was gone. They had called Mike away to protect us, our country against anyone that wanted to hurt our freedom or us.
He looked so good in that Navy uniform the last time I saw him. I could still picture the whole thing in my head. How I had trouble getting those buttons undone to get him out of that uniform, so I could make love to him one last time before he left.
He looked so good, so sexy. I stared at him for the longest time.
“Remember this moment,” Mike said. “When you get lonely, I want you to think about this time together, reach between your beautiful legs, and play with your sweet, warm wetness for me. I want you to cum for me while thinking of me.”
“I will, Mike, and I will write you and tell you all about it,” I said as I ran my hands down his body.
“Make sure you put your fingers up to your mouth and taste that sweet cum afterwards.”
“I definitely will.” I licked his nipples, touched his balls as he lay naked next to me.
“Show me, sweet one. Lay back with your legs spread. Show me how you will play with yourself for me, so I can think about it while I jack off when I’m away.”
“Then jack off so I know what you will do while you think of me,” I said. Watching his hand run over his hard shaft was exciting for me. It was something that really turned me on.
“I have no problem with that.” His hands ran down his body and he gripped his cock. “Play with yourself, too. Show me.”
As I thought of it now, I did the same things to myself that I did that night for Mike. I remembered the look on his face as he watched me spread my creamy, white thighs to reveal a glistening pink, shaven mound. A smile washed over my face as my hand slid over my stomach to please myself.
“This is what I will be doing when you are gone,” I said that night as I parted the lips and put my fingers inside. With two fingers I wiggled over my clit, then dipped them inside. My fingers played with my clit as I moved my hips and my other hand pinched my nipple. I loved playing in the wetness, smearing it around, tasting it.
Just like I did that night, I brought my fingers to my mouth and slid them inside to taste my juices. Then I put my fingers back in my pussy, the same as I did now to myself. I loved the taste of my own juices.
“Play with that pussy of yours,” Mike said as he jacked off over me. Watching him stroke his cock was so exciting for me.
“Put your vibrator in you,” he told me. I reached over to the dresser to get it, as I did now. “Fuck it.”
I grinned as I turned it on and put it up to my opening, then slid it inside. Slowly at first, then faster.
“I want to cum on you,” he said, as he breathed harder.
I slid the vibrator from inside to right on my clit, and within moments I was cumming with Jake. His warm cum shot over my breasts, face, and stomach. I rubbed it into me as I squeezed my legs around the vibrator. My body quivered immensely.
I opened my eyes as my body stopped shivering. I wished I were back at that time with Mike. My vibrator just wasn’t a good substitute. I wanted him back, but I knew sharing what I had just done to myself with him was better than nothing.
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