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In my darkened bedroom, I stare at the blinking cursor on our Skype chat. I have been watching it blink for far too long. I’m waiting for you to come home and sign on. It has seemed like one of the longest days of my life. I’ve been so wound up, I’m aching for you. I’m sitting here on my bed, with the blankets already turned down. I have a surprise for you, when you do eventually come on. I just wish you’d hurry up now. I have been waiting almost an hour. I am feeling a little impatient. Blink Blink Blink Blink Goes the cursor. I feel myself going a little crazy. I could distract myself. Go find something else to do until you’re home. But I plan to pounce you the moment you sign in. I want to crawl through the screen and do dirty things to you. You make my inner slut come out whenever I think of you. I’ve kept just my panties on, toying with myself just a little. My fingers play mindlessly with my nipples. Pulling, twisting, pinching, keeping them hard and sensitive. All I have in my mind though, is you. Your hands, your mouth, your touch on them. That is what I want. To feel you pin me down on my bed, engulf your mouth around one nipple and suck hard! I want to squeal out, tremble with a lusty need. It is not helping, thinking like this, watching the stupid cursor blinking at me. I’m not even Erzurum Escort sure what has me in such a frenzy. I just know I woke up this morning feeling the need to be fucked like a ragdoll, and that is exactly what I need and want from you. At that very moment, you finally sign on! I let out a long moan, a slight giggle bubbling over and the excitement I have felt suddenly intensifies tenfold. I wait… I know you’ll message me first. You always do. Blink Blink Blink My cursor seems to go faster, teasing me, making my pulse race. I feel as though I’m going to lose my mind waiting. That is until I finally see Skype showing you are typing. I want to peel out of my panties all the faster now. “Evening baby, I’m sorry for being so late. Traffic was horrible on the way home and I had to make a phone call. It lasted much longer than I wanted it to, but I’m here now. How is my special girl?” I blush deeply, loving when you call me your special girl. I sit up and begin to type a reply back. “Hi handsome, it’s all right. I know you would been on sooner, if you could. I’m a little troubled, if I’m to be honest.” I hit send, with a smile. “What’s wrong baby, talk to me.” You answer back quickly, but before I have a chance to respond, you’re typing again. “One second, don’t move.” Erzurum Escort Bayan Within a half a second, Skype is ringing and your call takes over my screen. I hit answer and again, before I have a chance to say anything, you ask me what is wrong. “What is it baby, what happened? Are you okay? Are you hurt?” “Um, well, kind of yes. It is more like a deep ache. I can’t seem to get rid of it. I think I need help. It has been there all day long. It hurts so much,” I express, telling you vaguely what is wrong. “I’ll try to help, tell me baby. Where does it ache? Please let me help!” I hear the concern in your voice. I can’t keep up the charade any longer. I lean forward and I hit video. I watch the circling movement of the frame until my cam suddenly pops up. I see myself in the right-hand side corner. From the angle it is in, you can’t see I’m nearly naked. Not yet, anyway. “Let me see you, please, my love,” I whisper softly. “What is this, babe? Why won’t you tell me what is wrong. You’re confusing me.” I hear the confusion clearly in your voice. “Just trust me, please?” I reply. I hear you sigh, but not out of anger, but just utter confusion. “Anything you want, sweetness,” you tell me. With that, the circling begins and I see your image pop up. Your face is full Escort Erzurum concern, but the strong features are what I notice more. Your strong jawline, your almost squared chin, the way your dark hair drops around your eyes. You’re sitting at your desk, no t-shirt on. Your chest is clearly defined, muscles that last all day long exposed to me. It makes me want to run my tongue over you. “Hi baby,” I whisper, feeling my need grow. “Now, I want to show you where I ache and hurt. Is that okay?” I ask, knowing the answer. “Of course, just tell me, please,” you say. I move my laptop lower, exposing my breasts; all the while, I watch you. Your eyes widen, seeing me naked. I can see the confusion sweep over you further. “You see, baby, I ache right here. It hurts so much,” I say, as I begin to pinch and pull at my nipples. A low groan escapes your lips, I can’t help but smile. I move the laptop down further. “But, you see, I hurt desperately here,” I say with a trembling moan. My fingers caress over my panties, rubbing against my clit. “I need you to come take care of all these aches and hurts, baby. Please will you?” “Fuck me to hell, babe. You had me worried, now you have me hard as steel and I want to bury myself inside you,” you growl at me. I can tell you are as wound up as I am now. “Anything you want, my love,” I giggle. “Go on, touch where you want me to touch you. Show me you can be my good girl,” you growl into your mic. “Mmm, yes please,” I reply, just as I begin to caress my breasts. My fingers begin to squeeze my nipples, pinching them a little with added pressure.
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