What you're missing

What you're missing What you're missing

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Girl misses guy. Girl gets herself off to his memory.

Summary

Girl misses guy. Girl gets herself off to his memory.

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Submitted: November 02, 2012

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Submitted: November 02, 2012

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She sat on the porch and looked at the little green frog that blended in oh so well with the shrubs. She heard him hop, and finally was able to pin point his exact location.
“I wonder if you’re going to sit there long enough for me to add you to my nature collection”
He sat there. She looked at him. He continued to sit. Carmen looked at her phone, and while pulling up the phone application on her iPhone, she said to the frog “I see you.”
She knew it was crazy to be talking to the frog. But it reminded her of him. He once told her that all the little things that go unnoticed could be God in our presence. So she took the moment to talk to him and capture him into her collection.

Everywhere she looked gave her reminders of him. The one that got away. The one that made her toes curl just from a touch on the arm. She missed him. After capturing another flick to add to her “they might be God nature collection” Carmen let her mind go back. Back to the steamy forbidden nights at the hotel. Where her head would be buried in a pillow, arms pinned behind her, and ass in the air. Nights being filled with strong hard dick, tender caresses, loud moans, and lust.

It had been months since she actually had an orgasms at the hands of someone else. Not that she couldn’t have gotten the big O since she packed up all her treasures and left New York behind, but she was rather picky. One would say that this guy wasn’t right for her and she should stop hanging her hat on him, but what could she say: she’s a dreamer. In her mind, he was the perfect guy for her. Not clingy and obsessed, strong minded, smart, funny, technically sauvey, and carried a big stick and knew how to use it. Sure he was attached and possibly in love with someone else, but she was convinced that they had spent so much quality time together, made so many memorable moments, were there for each other so much that he would turn around in some time.

After taking a picture of the frog, she sneaked off to the bathroom to get a good rub in. Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, she lowered her pants and leaned across to the edge of the wall. Her breast were heavy, nipples were so hard they might pop off. Sliding her hands across her d cups, she began to massage the urge away. The cold tub beneath her began to warm under her. She could tell she was already wet. When she taught about him, it didn’t take long for her body to get ready. Carmen’s eyes rolled back into her head and she started to recall a memory that would help her reach the point. One hands rolled over her curvy size 16 body and settled on the top mound of her snatch. Still stroking her hard nipples, the memories came flooding in.

“Cum with me baby. I want you to come with me” she remembered telling him. Her finger dipped into her pussy, already glistening, she put in a finger to mimic his dick. It didn’t fill her enough, but it she was so tight from not fucking for so long that the one finger was good enough. She could feel the liquid ooze out of her breast from the continued stroking. Rocking back and forth on the edge of the tub gave her more sensations and in less than 3 minutes she was ready to cum. “You want me to cum with you baby? Are you ready.”  She rocked harder on her wet finger. She longed to feel his balls empty into her pussy. She remembered feeling his body shake with each pump of cum. Carmen knew if he had pulled his dick out her juicy tight hole, that her stomach would be pooled with his spunk. Using both hands, she rubbed and rocked, licking her lips, missing his body weight. “Im ready she whispered…Im ready. I wanna cum on you” Just as in her memory she let go, except this time she wasn’t full of him. Her pussy shook, and she was still in need. She needed to feel it filled with him.

Carmen took out her phone with her dry hand, careful not to let the cum drip of her “dick” finger and snapped a picture of her pussy after she squirted out her own cum. She wanted to include I miss you in the mix, but pride got the best of her, because after all—he should have came with her, like he said he would. 


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