Saying goodbye to a playmate is always hard for me. I never want to give them up. I lost a playmate that I have had since last summer this week. If I could tie him to my bed and keep him forever I would. LOL :) I am just kidding... really I am.
I miss him so I wrote this as sort of a goodbye letter. It makes me wet to read it so I thought I would share it with you.
I loved opening the door to see you standing there. Maybe it was because I knew in a few seconds I would have your c*ck in my mouth. Sometimes we would make it to the bedroom but usually I was down on my knees as soon as the door was closed. I did love when your d*ck was rock hard when I pulled your pants down but I liked it more when you were still semi soft and I got to feel how fast you got hard with my lips wrapped around your c*ck. Your legs would start to shake after awhile and I would seriously worry that you might fall down. Your reactions always made wet.
We would head to the bedroom. My nightgown gone in a few seconds and I would impatiently wait for you to get everything off. Sometimes I couldn’t wait and starting sucking again before you were naked. You would eventually be naked and lie down on the bed. Finally, I would get to finish what I started.
You would let me suck your c*ck all night if I wanted it. I would bring you as close as I could to cumming, then stop and lightly tease you. It didn’t take you long to figure out that I could make you cum whenever I wanted to. Then you started to hold back and I have to admit that I was worried I was doing a losing my skills until I figured it out too.
I would get wetter every time your d*ck hit the back of my throat. Every lick would make me wish you were inside me. When I couldn’t wait anymore, I got on my knees and slowly slid down until your c*ck filled my wet pussy. I could have cum as soon as your were inside me but I tried to hold back to make my orgasm stronger. When I couldn’t stop myself, my pussy would squeeze hard and my nails would dig in to your chest. You made that wonderful gasping sound that I loved. As I came down from my first orgasm, I would realize how hard I was scratching you and say I was sorry. You always said it was okay. I think that might have been because by then I was starting to ride you toward my next orgasm.
I would ride you until we were soaked with my cum. The scratch marks would probably fade the next day or two. :) I always had a secret goal to make you cum while I was on top but it never happened. I was doing all the cumming…. Again and again until I started to get dizzy but I never wanted to stop.
When I couldn’t breath and needed a rest, I would roll over and you would be inside me again in seconds. You would be so deep inside me that my orgasms started coming fast. As one would be ending the next would be just be beginning to rise to another fantastic peak. I would ask you to cum and enjoy each stroke until you let go. You aren’t one of those guys that cums in silence. You enjoyed it so much and your actions told me how much. Even if you were quiet I would be able to tell by the amount of cum you left inside me. I would always try to hold on to my last orgasm so my pussy could squeeze every drop out of you.
I would hold on to you and try to keep you inside me as you started to go soft. You would lie on top of me. I loved that more then you know. I would squeeze my pussy and you would flex your c*ck. We would talk when we caught our breath and you would eventually slip out and lie on your back next to me.
We would talk about the weirdest things. Car, computers and your relationships. Well, mostly you talked and I offered the occasional lame joke or useless advice. My hands and mouth would always be busy while you talked. That is when you got most of your hickeys. Hickeys… kind of lame but they were so much fun. You said ouch and I giggled.
My mouth would move lower and I would get to do my favorite thing. Okay… one of my favorite things. Suck your dick and taste my cum mixed with yours. We tasted so good together. I would suck until your soft c*ck became huge and hard in my mouth. It made me wet and want to feel you inside me again. I might jump on top again or maybe I would keep sucking for awhile. I always liked it when I ended up on my knees with you f*cking me hard and fast from behind. So deep that it sometimes hurt when you kept pushing as I was cumming. Not that I wanted you to stop. I wanted you to f*ck me until I collapsed. F*ck me until I was sore and knew I would walk funny in the morning. I wanted to feel your cum inside me again. All of these things I wanted and I got.
Always twice and sometimes three times. Once we went for four but there was a nap in between and we were together all day. One night you stayed until morning and we woke up to hearing my neighbors go at it and soon showed them what porn star f*cking should sound like. Usually you left before I wanted you to, but there was work in the morning to worry about. I walked you do the door so I could lock it. We kissed and hugged. I hated being blinded by my porch light as you walked out the door.
Now you have walked out my door for the last time. We won’t get to f*ck in the sprinklers, we won’t get to try out my porch and I will never feel you deep and hard inside my pussy again. I will miss texting dirty messages to you and trying to talk you into coming over on a Wednesday night after midnight when I knew you couldn’t. Good bye from your faithful f*ck buddy. I will miss you more than you know.
-- Edited by MichelleOWow on Sunday 26th of April 2009 04:11:18 PM
