Playtime

Somewhere within my mind I know I'm alone.
I know it's my hands running along my skin, not yours.
I know as my back arches up from the bed below, and my breathing grows heavy that it's due to the toy between my thighs..
not you, not anymore.

But that doesn't stop my mind from exploring and remembering the times we once had.
That doesn't stop me from wishing it were you...
Wishing our skin was once again touching, that we were once again connected.

So as I play, all alone within my room - nothing but my toys for company - I imagine you.

I imagine your fingertips running along my naked form - your fingers, not mine - causing my breathing to shake and the wetness between my thighs to slowly grow.
They stop as they meet my large breasts, circling my nipples.. causing them to rise and harden under the cold touch.
'Please' - A soft whisper releases from rosy lips.
My back arches, pressing my chest further into your touch... bringing our bodies closer.
'Please' - My words are slowly growing stronger.

A moan releases from within as your thumb and index finger pinch and pull my nipple.
My eyes clench shut, perhaps in pain mixed with pleasure...
or perhaps so i can relive these moments a little better.

Fingers run lower down my body..
exploring every part of my skin, before stopping at my inner thighs.
No words exchanged, i simply open for you.
My legs wide apart, separated.. ready and waiting.
I can feel your smile against my neck, i can't help but smile too.
You always did like your little toy prepared for you.

Fingers run along my wet core - playing with my clit.
While your other hand is rested against my chest.
My breast resting against your palm as your fingers squeeze.
mm - I know where this is leading.
I always did prefer when you were rougher.

Your touch is gone for a moment.
Then suddenly I breathe in sharply as you push your way into me.
My core stretching around you...
Clenching and tightening as you thrust into me.
Hard and rough.
no more soft, gentle playtime.

....
I hear the buzz, it's growing louder now..
My attention is brought back to real life.. to this moment.
For a moment i truly thought it was you..

I can't help but wonder if you miss feeling me because I miss feeling you throb inside of me.

I release a laugh and think fuck it..
And i plan to do just that..
Fuck my toy..
Fuck the memories of you.
And then find someone to fuck.

So if you read this simply know that at this moment in time i'm fucking myself - vibrator inside of me - as i think of you.
Or perhaps it's too late and now i lay with my legs spread, someones hand wrapped around my neck as they fuck me hard.

But know this, no matter what i am smiling and loving every moment.