by
Swtsista63

Jesus what a depressing development!..........she hardly ever wants to see me, doesn't really want to be with me, doesn't seemed turned on to me anymore.

I guess I should tellya that I've got a mighty powerful sweet honey, and I thought we were very much in love....well, she says she still loves me but things just aren't right. I can feel that things just aren't right, too, but ???????? got no clue what to do!! I mean I know that I have been rather sexually repressed in the past as well as rather naive (I know what you're thinkin' but it's true..a woman my age can still be naive dammit!!) but, truly I thought I was gettin' betta.

I'm lonely for her, I feel at loose ends, we haven't made love in lord knows how long and I am totally completely bored. What does one do when one has little else to do?? Some would say clean, some would say engage in self exploration, I say..get online and take your mind offa stuff!!

So, on this very hot day, I sign on and just bebop around the net (nothing strikes my fancy), visit some chat rooms (it's early in the day and there is not one intelligent conversation to be had anywhere that I can find), and finally decide to visit one of my favorite places.......one of the many erotic sites of course.

Jeez, there have been many additions to the stories on this site since last I visited.....I have got to get back here more often.....but it's perfect for today since I have so many hours to fill just being by myself. I begin from the top and decide I am going to work my way thru to the bottom. Being that it's so hot today I have minimal clothing on for this venture ( count that as naked at the keyboard!) I begin to read and they are all stories of love and romance and making love....lots and lots of making love. I shed a few tears for my relationship that is treading water and read on thinking of my honey and how much I miss her.....I can see her eyes in my mind's eye...the deep intensity of her gaze washes over me in my memory as I read on. I picture us together in some of the stories that I am reading and, boy is it hot in here! Is it the sun or is it me?.....it's both I think. I read on and drift away from the story from time to time, caught up in the memories of times that my honey and me were together naked, steamy, sweaty, enjoying the pleasures that soft touches, kisses, strong strokes can bring and, boy is it hot in here! I read on and can feel my heat and wetness building as I read and visualize her with me, in that scene or one of a thousand other scenes....before I know it I have a hand on my breast gently tugging and rolling a almost painfully erect nipple between my fingers, the other hand paging down to keep up with the eroticism of the story. Hot, oh so wet, I enlarge the screen fully so that I can read without having to page down so often.....I have other things to do with my hands don't u know. Both hands are now occupied with the task of slowly circling the dark nipples, pinching them gently then more roughly, rolling them, kneading the breasts that are crying for my honey to touch them, suckle them, bite them.....my fingers simulate what she would do and I moan to myself involuntarily with the pure pleasure of the sensation......I pinch and my pussy contracts in response...I can feel that I am nearly dripping wet.......I am reading and thinking of her as the heat continues to build. I leave my nipples briefly to run my fingertips over my shoulders in a caress, stroke them down my sides, over my belly.......my skin twitches were my fingers have trailed, thrilled but yearning for her to be here as I read on and see her eyes in the eye of my mind. I trail my fingers over my thighs, along the insides of my thighs and my pussy contracts once again and I know that I AM dripping the juice that I save for my honey.....and it really is for her even now, as I read on and think of the velvet of her skin, the sweet delicious sensation of her hands roaming over me. My breasts feel so heavy, full, aching for more touching...I imagine her there nipping, squeezing, kneading....ummmmmm, ahhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I can almost feel her skin sliding over mine as I dream on, I have forgotten the story as I become more and more caught up in my own erotic story. My hand moves down slowly, sensuously, circling over my twitching straining skin...I reach the core of me and just touch my clit quickly, gently, and it forces a loud moan of hunger, need, animal want from me.....lord!!! I want her!!! I spread my legs wide in my chair, at my keyboard, naked, dripping, rock hard nipples, hot, yearning, sweating, needing......and bring my hands to that hard little jewel, as I stroke it gently I have to restrain myself from shouting with the ecstasy of it......and I dream on of her...she is stoking my jewel, she is preparing to bring me ultimate release as I strain toward my own fingers and hands.....I prepare to enter my vault of love with my other hand...as I sink my fingers into myself I remember all the times that she has sunk into me, I writhe on my chair, squirm this way and that, reveling in the wash of feelings as I stroke myself...all the while imagining that it is her. I find my rhythm and stroke inside me and outside me and bring myself to hotter, higher, hotter, higher, straining straining. until finally..............I moan, clamp my teeth on my bottom lip, and tremble with the release of tension, with the pouring flood of my juices..........

.......and I call out her name.......Poppi

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