Looking at Facebook

I am stretched out on the bed my laptop open, looking at your photos on Facebook, naked because I love being nude. Stretched out, everything is taught and I like to touch myself, my fingers trace the full curve of my breast, my stretched neck, my chest, my tummy. I like to imagine you watching me, wanting to replace my fingers with yours, wanting you to touch me, to learn the way my body moves under your hand.

My fingers find my nipple, tight, aching to be touched and licked. It feels so good to tickle, to pinch, to tease myself. My hips rise as my fingers trace my thighs, finally spreading my lips, drawing the opening between them, feeling the moisture there. I want you to feel this, to feel what you do to me, the heat and wetness between my thighs.

I need to touch myself, to stroke my pussy. My fingers glide along my slit working my way to a climax. My fingertips open my pussy. Slowly my hips begin to rock back and forth, moving with my finger, moving with my eyes along the screen. This feels so good, the tightness and heat that enfold my finger, pumping my cunt. Losing myself, fucking my hand and imagining it’s yours.

I get greedy, wanting you to fuck me more, my cunt aching for more, more friction, more heat. I slide another finger inside myself, opening me to you. It feels so good to fill myself this way, as I build this rhythm between my legs. I fuck myself faster, generating more and more wet heat in my cunt. I am so close before the end, practically writhing on the bed now, my legs spreading wider, wanting more, laptop rocking slowly along my ribcage. My breaths are short, quick, my lips parted, starting to move slowly, mouthing your name Wendy Wendy Wendy.

I want to feel you in my mouth, taste you on my tongue, and bring me to orgasm. I let out little breaths and whimpers. I imagine you kneeling beside me, kissing my ear my hair your breath hot on my neck, your eyes all over me, everywhere my hands have been. I want you to see me now, to watch me cum. My cunt begins to tighten around my fingers, clenching, throbbing full of hot moisture and taking me to the brink. I slam my fingers deep, hard, rough inside my cunt.

I need you now Wendy.

I slowly let my fingers slide from my tight dripping hole and move to the top of my slit, curling them gently as they find the hard little button aching to be touched. My breath stops at the instant my fingertips brush against my clit, only a soft tickle, but it makes me shudder and groan. The words in my mouth grow into sounds, sighs, voiced breaths, and suddenly it is your name I am moaning Wendy, I am Cumming for you. My fingers trace fast circles around my clit, teasing it, juicing my cunt before I finally push down hard and rub forcefully. I am arched all the way back, my thighs spread to their limit, and I feel wave after wave of orgasm rock me to the core. The muscles in my cunt are clamping down and I feel them throbbing along my fingers, squeezing as my whole hand rubs the dripping hot slit that is exposed to the cool air. I want you there so badly, between my legs, watching me groan and cum and gush. I am moaning your name Wendy yes yes yes I wish you could tongue me hard and make me orgasm again and again.

I bring my dripping fingers to my mouth and wet my lips lick them. I wish you could taste my juices, taste my cunt, I smile relaxed and spent.