It's been too long. Way too long since I've been with someone. And I've been craving the feeling of my skin against someone else's so intensely. I want to feel their hands on my body. I want someone to fill me up. I want someone to take me from behind, pulling my hair as they fuck me. Slapping my ass and making me clench around them harder. I want to be fucked. And I want to be fucked hard. I crave it so deeply. I need the release.
My body wakes me up about ten minutes prior to my alarm going off. It's a gentle awakening and gradual transition to being fully conscious. But in those moments between the dream world and reality, my mind gets hazy. And recently, the haze has been filled with craving the feeling of another body beside me. Of someone kissing and touching every inch of my skin, their warmth enveloping me. I think of the sheets wrapped around our naked bodies as we lay in bed. How quickly we go from simple teasing to rough play. Them straddling me, keeping me down, binding my wrists to the headboard, and doing with me as they please. Oh how I love to feel their lips and hands roam my valleys and hills. I want to forever remember what their touch feels like. So please, I beg to them, leave your mark. And when they're satisfied with the my squirming and panting, when I no longer simply want but need more, I will ask them to fuck me. Beg them like the good girl I am to make me cum. In my hazy, awakening thoughts, they do. We don't stop until we're both completely satiated. Sweaty, out of breath, and exhausted in the best way.
And suddenly, I am awake and alone yet again. The only remainder of my dreamy state being my perked up nipples and dripping cunt waiting to be touched. Oh how I wish to be touched.