Touch Me Again

Touch Me Again Touch Me Again

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A naughty girl with uncontrollable thoughts goes against her Master's wishes.

Summary

A naughty girl with uncontrollable thoughts goes against her Master's wishes.

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Submitted: April 29, 2015

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Content

Submitted: April 29, 2015

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~~As if in a dream the moment lingers and I cannot escape the image of you.  So real your touch that it lingers on me and I feel you even though I am alone. Your presence resonates and your lingering touch remains firmly imprinted on my skin.  For the intensity of the moment remains in my memory as my breathing quickens and my pulse begins to race at the thought. I lay here remembering every sensation, every touch and every pleasurable second spent as you caressed my skin. You touched me places and I lose complete control.  Oh, how I want you. I need you now!
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That was only yesterday when we were last together with my best friend and lover for two years, Andrew. We met unexpectedly through work, walking down a corridor passing each other.  I dropped something, he instinctively reached down to pick it up.  The second our eyes locked I saw his soul and I lost my breath. I just knew he was the one. He gave me his card saying if there was anything he could do to contact him with the sexiest smile I had ever seen on any man. So I did, a week later and we have been together ever since.
“I just love that man”, I muttered to myself as I let my mind wander curious about what he was currently doing at work. Was he thinking of me like I was thinking of him?  Was he as sexually turned on as me? I can only imagine what it would be like to pay him a visit in his office only to go down on him sitting at his desk.
Stop it!” I thought to myself, you’ll drive yourself crazy Jennifer.  But I am already wet from thinking of how my body responds to his hands. As I lay here the excitement builds and escalates to a point that I all I can think of him. The need and desire from wanting. Through your absence I can still feel your touch as your fingers traced my skin. As your fingers gingerly wandered over arms and down my breasts.  It is there you linger and knead the skin into your hands then tease and play as my nipples grow hard and firm in response. I cannot hide how I respond as he takes pride in turning me on.
“Stop it!” “I’m doing it again.” I say to myself as I work my way through the house up to the bedroom to change.  I cannot hide how uncomfortable I am with the buildup of my wet longing in my underwear.  “I need to change” I mutter when the phone rings. 
“Jen, baby.  I’m thinking of you” the familiar voice at the other end says huskily into the phone. Andrew. 
“I was just thinking of you too darling”. “I want you”, I say.
“You’ll need to be patient and wait.  I’ll be home soon.  Now don’t go doing anything between now then like you like to do.  I want you wet and needy kitten.  Listen to what I say now.  Remember what happened last time?”
The stern warning came.  He knew me too well. 
“Yes, darling…” I say but swiftly interrupted by Andy’s voice “I want to see you as you play with yourself.  I want to see all of you.” Then I heard the click and he was gone. 
“I can’t wait” I think to myself as I hang up the phone.  Then the thoughts once again came back, remembering how your hands move down and over the flat surface of my belly then to where I cannot hide my upmost desire. You gently caress my skin and trace my thighs first the one and then the other. The teasing drove my senses wild with wanting and pleasure. Now, I wanted so much more. I can remember this so well as if you were still there.
As I walk upstairs, I look at our bed and instantly wanted to lay in it, grabbing your pillow hoping to smell your scent on it.  I lay down and try to sleep hoping to get my mind off Andrew’s touch. Bad idea. 

I lie here fully awake yet my eyes are closed with dancing images of you running across my eye lids.  I can’t get Andrew off my mind as I remember how he moved his hands and touched me where I wanted it most. I remember how I spread my legs for him to touch me everywhere. I could never hide how much my body wanted him.  He would laugh at how I would react to his touch.  He relished it.  I can feel him now as his hands moved down then instantly feel the intensity of my desire in my womanhood. My folds would always be so swollen and wet as his fingers caressed the soft, warm skin of my private area. Andy would fondle the area and tease me a little more just to take in the wetness of my skin. I cannot hide my desire and craved him as he touched me in my most private place. The tenderness of your touch drove my senses to the brink of a pleasure so intense my head would begin to spin.

Yet I lay here and remember your fingers as if they are still touching me now.
“I give up” as fall for the temptation of once again being pleasured by my man as I reach down to touch myself. My mind wanders back to his fingers and how they linger there not too long ago. Without a word spoken, you would thrust your fingers inside me.  One then two or more, I cannot tell. I gasped at that moment and still remember it as if you are here doing it to me now. 
I cannot help but marvel at how wet I was just thinking of the time spent with you. I trace my own skin and keep touching myself where you did a short time ago. I can feel it as if it was you touching me right now even though I am alone.  I want you again to touch me there but all I have is me. So I pretend and think it is you as I touch my clitoris to remember how you touched me there. But I want more. I reach for my vibrator I keep in my coffee table and turn it on. I then start rubbing it against my soft skin as if it was you touching me all over again in my private area. It then easily enters my vagina and the feeling of the vibrating motion takes my breath away. But it isn't you doing this to me and I try to remember the difference.  As I use it the pleasure escalates and I organism on my own. Not as intense as if you did it to me but none the less the release I needed at that moment. I relax and remember how you touched me and I still feel your presence in the room. I wonder if I told you what I just did, would I be in trouble. After all, he did tell me to not to.  “But I couldn’t help myself”, I think to myself.  Andy would understand, won’t he?  That I took matters into my own hands since I cannot help how I desire him?  That his touch resonated on my skin and I wanted him to touch me again? 
“He said NO!” I heard in my mind. He’ll know when he comes home tonight.  He always does.
“I better tell him” so I found my phone and texted him nervously awaiting for his response. 
“You didn’t wait like I said.” He replied.  “You were a naughty girl. You’ll accept a punishment for that.” 
“Just like I thought.  I guess I better get ready then.  Master will want his way tonight”, I think to myself with nervous anticipation for the night ahead. I can’t wait.
“Master, what will you want?  To spank me?  To tie me up and pleasure me until I cannot take any more?  Bring me to the verge of climax only to stop and torment me some more? I love it!”
I get up and get hastily dressed so as to be ready for when Andy gets home.  He won’t be long as I smile thinking of what is to come.  I should be naughty more often.

 


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