#it was him

[boitterfly]

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It Was Him

It was peaceful. Finally, some time alone. She’d almost forgotten what that felt like. She undressed, put on her favorite silk robe and, leaving it open, turned off the lights.  Rays of the setting sun shone through her window.  She sat back on her bed letting the day’s stress leave her, as her hands ran in and out of the strips of sunlight adorning her naked body.

Her mind went where it always did… to him. She needed him. The light caress of her fingers trailed over her breasts and circled her tightening nipples. It felt good but she wished the touch was his. Her hands traced her body downward and she opened her legs.  Fingertips swirled the wetness that thoughts of him inspired. She closed her eyes and imagined the feel of his hands holding her hips as his mouth devoured her. She gasped as her fantasy brought his lips to her breasts and her fingers mimicked the feel of his thick hard cock as it plunged deep inside her. Her legs spread wider and her hips moved to welcome her fingers as they rubbed her swollen clit and went deep with their tips reaching up to her g-spot.  She moaned as she imagined him, his body, his words of love, and the scent of their lust as he fucked her into sweet oblivion. God she wanted him so fucking badly. She screamed his name as her climax scored through her writhing body. In that moment it was him inside her. It was his beautiful cock buried in her depths. It was his groans in her mind as she imagined his release coinciding with hers. In that moment as her eyes fell back in her head, as she lost all sense of time and place, as her soul left her quivering body… it was him. 

God she needed him, but he wasn’t there. She wanted him, but she was alone. As her fingers moved away, she looked down and watched the rivulets of her desire flow from her swollen opening. Once again she had brought him to her. The man she loved but had never been with. It had all been in her mind… a beautiful fantasy. It hadn’t been real, but her still shaking body and the soaked sheets between her legs disagreed.

[woofmori]

I'm not kohaato on kikis account i swear

[should-be-sleeping]

My grandpa, the most influential person in my life. Raised me with nothing but unconditional love and generosity. Taught me the importance of kindness and a right hook.

1935 - 2025

[dykespirk]

[serenasclaudette]

Kyle was listed as the first person in todays Emmerdale so I fear they’ve just exposed themselves 😭😭😭

[4pumpsvanilla]

There was a guy outside of the used bookstore shredding it crazy style on the guitar, crazy old man style with the wild white beard a million years long, totally wizard-ed out but in normal clothes..

Gave that guy all of my money.