Long distance relationships leave SO much to be desired. Literally. There are so many yearnings left to the imagination.
The things we talk about…delicious things. These are things I would be doing to you if I were there with you now.
And there are SO many delicious things…Things I would do to you if I were there right now.
If I were there, I would have you laid out over the bed with your knees on the floor, your ass nicely displayed, poised for me over the side of the bed. I’d blindfold you.
If I were there, your hands would be above your head, and I’d have you leave them there. From there, I would do all of these delicious things to you.
Every time you move your hands, I swat your ass. But you like that. So every now and then you move them on purpose to elicit a nice little smack from me.
I have a huge feather. It’s soft on your skin, and 3 feet long. I run it slowly up and down your back. Then over your ass. Then down one thigh and up the other. Then I tickle your lips with it. You shiver with pleasure and pull your hands back…you know what that means. SMACK! On your right ass cheek. You quickly return your hands and I rub oil on your reddened ass cheek.
I’m not finished with the feather. I trail it over your back again, then down your right thigh and up. Then down your left thigh and up. I instruct you to widen your thighs so I have more access to tickle your lips.
You can’t see where I’m at. You just know I’m behind you. You are anticipating my feather at your lips.
You begin to wonder if I’m still there. You pull your hand back, wanting to test, and SMACK! on your left ass cheek. You are now deliciously sore and both sides are even.
My feather returns to caress your labia, making you shiver.
After several moments, I replace the feather w my finger, running my finger between your lips. I massage you there, up and down. Up and down. Light pressure and then more firm. Up and down. You are rocking back and forth in time to my massage, until I stop, placing my fingers at your entrance. I hold my fingers there, feeling, and testing you. You push back so that my fingers enter you. You are so worked up your breathing is coming in fast little sobs.
“Is this what you want?” I ask, and begin fingering you faster, deeper, and then massaging your G spot.
You sob, you are so worked up. I withdraw my fingers out, drawing it out.
“Breathe and relax,” I tell you. You can’t seem to slow it down.
I caress your back and thighs with the feather again and your breathing becomes slower.
“Lay on your back,” I tell you. Once you’ve done this, still blindfolded, I move your hands to your sides, instructing you not to move them.
I run my fingers through your hair, giving a slow scalp massage. I then run my fingers softly in small circles over your forehead, then cheeks, then lips.
Then with my feather, I run it down your right side from shoulder to outer breast, to hip, to knee, to toes. Then up your inner calf and thigh.
When I get to your pussy, I lightly rub little circles, causing you to moan again. Your hands move. I can’t spank your ass, so I lightly spank your pussy. Uour hands shoot there. I give you a slight reprimand, my fingers biting at your erotic, delicious parts. Your hands obediently return to their position.
I finish running the feather down your inner thigh, then your foot, and then back up your outer thigh to your hip.
Then I stop. Leaving you there, blindfolded and open and waiting for me.
I run my fingers in tight little circles over your nipples, lightly pulling and pinching. I reach my hand down and begin a slow, light circular massage there. I can feel your clit swollen. Your hips buck back and forth to my movements. I stop fondling your nipples.
I enter you with my fingers while still circling your clit. I’m finger fucking you while simultaneously giving you a clit massage. You can’t help but move in time to my fingers, as you’re riding them.
I continue fingering you but remove my clit hand. You are SO wet for me.
I prepare the fun thing I have brought to stimulate and provide pleasure to you. I pull the nipple clamps from my pocket.
You hear a tingling sound like delicate chains. I know this, because your head cocks to the side where I tinkle your chains.
I move back to circling your nipples, pinching and pulling and enticing them to become erect.. They stand up straight like pencil erasers.
Your nipples how I want them, I place a nipple clamp. First right nipple, then left. Then I stop fingering you long enough to place a clamp on your clit. The three clamps are connected by a chain. I pull it lightly, giving you a slight sting and a lot of pleasure.
With one hand I lift the chain, and with the other I begin fingering you. First one finger, then after testing your acceptance of me, two. Then I move in, swirling the engorged top of your clit with my tongue. You cry out, “I’m gonna cum!”
I pull back, hands off of you.
“No ma’am, not yet!” I command, as your hips jack up off the mattress. After several moments, where I leave you be, you settle down.
I lift the chain again and then move my face close to your lips, smelling you. You can feel my breath on you.
Your breathing is becoming erratic once again. I swipe my tongue up and down your lips and pull the chain a little more.
I begin to finger you once more as my tongue massages tight little circles over your clit. You grab and then let go of the blanket, needing a release. I continue licking and fingering. Until finally you can’t take it anymore and I know this by your gasping breaths.
“You want to cum?” I ask. Applying slightly more pressure.
“Yes! Please!” you beg.
I pull on the chain a little more, increase the pressure w my tongue on your clit, and finger you faster.
“You may. Cum for me now,” I give you permission and you explode, bathing my fingers with your hot juices.
Your orgasm lasts five minutes, and I continue fingering you. You are so sensitive now, but you ride my fingers.
I can feel your G spot beginning to swell. I begin moving my fingers side to side over it. It’s getting bigger and bigger. More swollen. You feel the pleasured pressure building. It’s so intense. Stronger. More pressure. Building at the entrance of your vagina. I move my fingers faster and harder back and forth. Back and forth.
“Oh my gawd!” You scream.
I go faster and harder. Until you squirt all over the place, soaking the sheets and hitting the wall behind me with your juices. I continue milking you while I drink your juices in.
Eventually, after several gentle spasms, you settle into our bed, your hips rocking while you breathe out your gently moaning orgasms.
Finally, your orgasm complete, I remove the clamps from your nipples and your clit. I then enter you, fucking you hard and fast.
Your pussy is swollen, and it grips my cock tighter, the silky wetness making me more engorged and aroused. I feel it pulsating around me. When you cry out your orgasm, my hands wrap loosely around your throat. I add just the right amount of pressure. You moan out your orgasm as I achieve mine, filling you with my seed and my cock.
It’s the strongest orgasm I’ve had in a long time. Looking at the ecstatic expression on your face, I guess it is the case for you as well.
Basking in this post-orgasmic glory, I continue to lie on top of you, lodged deliciously inside you. The scent of our combined arousal fills the room. It’s a sweet smell, just like your sweat.
We breathe each other in for several more moments.
At least that is what we would do if I were there right now.
It is really way too bad we are not there together right now. These are things I want SO bad to do to you.