Fuck...
I waited as long as I could, but goddamn it's been such a stressful week. I just need to relieve some of this tension. After taking a hot shower I toss on nothing but one of my Master's shirts that barely cover my parts and leaves half of my ass showing, then jump into the clean sheets of our bed. I slowly run my hand under the shirt and up my body from my stomach to my throat, grazing my breasts and giving my them a slight squeeze as I make my way up. I love gripping my throat and imagining its' my Master's hand instead. Fuck, I love when he chokes me. Just the thought of it makes me wet and I rub my thighs together in anticipation. Ugh! Why does he have to be away right now? While keeping my left hand placed firmly on my throat I allow my right hand to explore my body. Pinching my nipple and giving it a nice twist that makes a small yelp escape my lips. I then give it a nice flick and watch my breast perk up before exploring more. Grazing the curves of my v-line with my middle-finger with a touch so soft it gives my goosebumps, my hand finally makes it to my thighs where I try my best not to touch my lips yet. I love teasing myself, It makes my core heat up and makes my orgasm even better. I run my fingers up and down my thighs and all around, getting closer and closer but never touching. My breathing picks up telling me that my body can't take waiting any longer and I need that sensation. I stick my middle-finger in my mouth and moan like the horny slut I am. I haven't even touched myself and I'm getting off. I waste no time finding my clit and pushing it in a circle. It feels better when I go in a clockwise direction and add pressure on the left slide. After a few laps I massage my lips, getting ready for more. I bring my fingers back to my mouth and give them a big, long wet lick and shove them in my entrance. All. Three. Of. Them. I couldn't wait. I wanted all of them right this instant. They still aren't as wide as my Master's cock. Shit, not even two of his fingers, but it will have to do for now. I pump my fingers in and out of my soaking pussy and curl my fingers up as I pull them out each time. I arch my back and choke myself hard as I think about his cock pumping into me, stretching my hole and calling me his beautiful slut and telling me how fucking tight I am. Before I even realize it I moving my hips are fucking my fingers and I get close to the edge. I just imagine his hot moans and grunting has if he was fucking me hard and getting close. I love hearing when he tells me he's about to cum. I feel my clit heating up and start pulsing and my entrance starts contracting at the same time as I coat my fingers in cum. I can't help but scream out my Master's name as I orgasm. My legs finally stop twitching as I come down from my high and my back lowers into the bed. When I pull my fingers out they are soaked in my sweetness and pruned. I clean them up and take a big inhale as I calm and catch the scent of my Master on his shirt. My eyes can't help but get heavy at the calm that washes over me. I miss him so much.
