Erotic Words

All by Myself, Alone
I miss you. I can’t sleep. The bed seems so empty without you next to me. There’s no use in trying to force myself to sleep, so I sit up and light a cigarette.

The roses you sent me yesterday are in full bloom. Their fragrance somehow makes me feel a little less lonely. I’m wearing my green satin teddy, you know, the one that laces up the front, the one that you love. Do you remember the last time I wore it? When we made that hot, hot video and then made the most wonderful, passionate love? I can’t wait till you’re home. I need to try and get some sleep.

Lying back down, I look over at the roses and my thoughts drift back to last night. We made love, enough to last us until your return. Only, it wasn’t enough. Remembering it just gets me horny for you. My hands involuntarily go to my breasts, and my nipples begin to harden under the satin. I love the feel of this teddy, and slowly glide my hands over it. Returning to my breasts, I run my thumbs over my nipples, and gently pinch them. They’re getting harder and I want to feel your mouth on them, your tongue swirling it’s way around, your teeth gently scraping.

Slowly untying the ribbon on my teddy, I slide my hands inside. My skin feels so hot. Covering my breasts with my hands, I knead them firmly, but gently. They feel so good. Lifting one breast to my mouth, my tongue encircles my nipple, coaxing it to get even larger still. Sucking it sends tingles right between my legs, and I can feel myself moistening. My pussy involuntarily contracts.
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