A Wonderful Friday Night Ahead

I lie there in my bed and imagine you fucking me, yes, very hard and deep. I get
wet just picturing you in my mind. I get wetter as my head fills with thoughts,
my senses feel you there, smell you even at times. As I close my eyes and inhale
I can at times almost feel your flesh touching mine. But in no way does this fantasy
match the reality of actually having your cock owning my hot wet cunt. Yes, owning
it. Eyes still closed I imagine the saliva I drink from your tongue. It scares me
as I realize I have come to the point of craving what ever you feel like offering
me. My lips ache and I could nearly go insane with desire for your kiss, hard and
purposeful - intensely passionate.

I silently tell myself to let go and hold nothing back from you...... yet still I know deep down I am not yet able, but I want to. I want
to but I must remain in control of my feelings, I have to. What I want and what
I need must not blur together. As my mind silently carries on this conversation
of rational thoughts mixed with lustful desire my right ring and middle finger rub
my stiff clit in a slow clock-wise motion. Every few seconds I flick downward into
the slimy wetness dipping my fingers in then dragging them back over my little pink
bud. I want so badly to kiss you right now. My left hand finds its way up, my nails
rake my flesh from the curve of my hip bone up my stomach. I pause at the tender
crease under my left breast. Again I rake my nails across my own flesh in a painfully
slow manner. I imagine your body shuddering as I touch you in this way. I begin
to roll my left nipple between my middle finger and my thumb, pinching it. Small
stiff nipple, as I pinch harder I feel impulses of energy, almost electrical
throughout my body. Up my spine, through my scalp, my nipple stiffens even harder
as I feel my pussy pulsing faster. Flattening my nipple I press hard against my
chest then pinch suddenly again. I cannot cum. I need to be filled. I cannot do
it, it feels amazing and I am on the edge but I need you filling me. Thoughts are
no longer complete. Like panted breaths filling your aural canal my mind screams
"fuck me" but little more. A now audible sound escapes my lips as I moan
softly "Oh my God, yes."

Licking my lips I lift my hand from my sticky
folds and smack my clit. Twice, no three times I spank myself. With each small smack my body jumps slightly as my muscles clench. I see you in my mind, I feel you in my soul guiding my hands. Control.

A squeal, escapes me as I quietly lie there next to him in bed and cum. A wicked
grin now graces my face as I very very softly continue to stroke my clit just playing
in the wetness. It was not a mind blowing orgasm but it was mine. I close my eyes
and once again I feel you there, your weight pressing down on my body. I am under
you secure and hidden in the safety of a comfortable easy feeling. I inhale deeply
and breathe you in once more not wanting this feeling to end. As I exhale
I smile once again knowing I will fall asleep with a wonderful Friday night ahead
of me.

I am in total control.
I want you.